Title:           Day 1
Author:          Lucyne
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First Edit:      Saturday 22nd of June 2013 10:44:56 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 22nd of June 2013 10:44:56 AM CDT

So they handed me this notebook and said it helps calm the thoughts to write some stuff down...not that I have much else to do. Fuck, writing with your mouth is hard. ok..ok, gotta keep it together, one thing after another. My name is C.J., I was a male Homo Sapiens Sapiens and am currently considering sending a bug report to god. I...I just went to bed yesterday, no memory holes, no bright lights or anything...and then I woke up here. Here...yes. This isn't fucking possible, I refuse to accept this reality. Ok...slowly now. So I woke up in this...forest or something. But I was no longer C.J. the male Homo Sapiens Sapiens, no, that would make SENSE, that would follow the LAWS of reality. So I've overheard a lot of conversations and have pieced together this much: A large number of people have been brought to this...planet? I think. For unknown reasons(and through unknown means). Here, they seem to be putting a drain on resources, so they are being brought by train to a remote location. Auschwitz for all I know. I'm also heading there right now. Not that I had a choice, the guards were armed. Yea, guards. About that whole thing, I've been dancing around this but...Humans don't exist around here. Oh for fuck's sake we're all ponies and we're in Equestria. There I said it. Wrote it. Whatever. Is this possible? No. Is it happening? Yes. I've tried to put together what we(the ones dumped here) have in common and I THINK the only thing is that we have all been posting on /mlp/. How does that make sense? It doesn't.
 
 
We seem to be there soon, I'm tired and my body hurts, I have been bumping into everything all day, not made better by the fact that all around me are similarly unused to their bodies. Body...I can't deal with this now, I'm too tired, I wonder what our destination will be like, it's supposedly some kind of colony. Oh joy.
 
 
 
What a day. What a stallion cock fucked day. Interesting thing I found out: Seemingly cursing around here is severely frowned upon. Which surprises me since I thought most of the people around here were people off 4chan. I wonder why it bothers them so much. Cleverly dancing around the actual story again. So I landed in some kind of makeshift town the "natives" call 4canon, 4chan at it's creative high I see. Sorry if I'm feeling slightly cynical right now, hypothetical lyrical reader. People are too damned happy here. They were transformed into aliens and dumped in the wilderness why would they...Ok, ok. No use in getting upset. Evenso I have all the right too. So everyone was giddy and stupid during the ride, I just listened around looking for clues on whatever is going on. I found answers in a unicorn stallion...ugh I feel dirty for writing that for some reason. I ran straight into him on my way of the train and asked for directions. I learned a lot of interesting things. He talked a little about the major sites around the town, not much too speak of, where I can get food and set up the tent that another pony handed me on the train. When he asked for my name and I said my name was C.J. he was confused at first and then explained that they don't use human names and that I should find a more appropriate name that fits my "talent". I told him I was a biochemist and he suggested thinking of something that relates to chemistry. SO my name is now Fucit-ol.(It's a chemical, look it up) Ok, maybe not, but it's still a funny chemical name. I got some food in the cafeteria or whatever. I normally don't like salad, but it tasted good. Not that I am surprised, being a horse and stuff. Dammit, I can't fucking take it. I fucking quit. I quit reality. I am not only a horse, there is a horn jutting from my head and I am goddamn female. Being transported to another planet, pretty bad, being transformed into an alien, pretty damn bad, possibly one day being a mother, can't deal with it. CANNOT deal with it.
 
 
 
Ok, I calmed down a little. I heard about a laboratory being set up and I'm gonna check it out tomorrow, maybe some hard science will bring my mind off of...this. And that. And everything else. I thought about the name Lucyne, from the amino acid Leucine, it's a pretty cute name...I blame hormonal imbalances.