Ragnano's Journal: Entry 1

I'm going to write down everything extraordinary that'll happen and already happened to me in this crazy land, which will probably be absolutely everything. First off, I made a list of physical and mental changes.

>Body: I got the body of a small, disproportional equine. My torso has a bean-like shape, with four legs attached to it. On the end of my rump there is a long tail, colored in various hues of red, matching with my hair (or would it be mane?), that has the same colors. Noticeable is the fact that a mane works mostly the same as normal hair. The coat on the rest of my body is of a light gray. Most curious though are the wings attached to the side of my torso, that seem too small to lift me into the air. At least I stayed male, too.

>Knowledge: Nothing out of the ordinary noted. I still have knowledge of my life before I came to this land, but nothing about how I actually came to be here. Probably just my mind suppressing something I don't want to know.

>Profession: I still have the knowledge of my old job as a bookkeeper, so I can keep doing that. My hobby of playing the drums is a whole other thing. Getting a good set of drums here will be pretty hard.

>Flying: Despite my set of wings I had to determine that I won't be able to fly for a good time. It takes a long time to learn proper flying and these wings need magical power to lift you off the ground. Since our bodies aren't used to the exposure to magic, they'll need to adjust to be able to use it.

 

Next off would be the circumstances of my arrival. I still don't understand everything, but it seems like me and many other humans have been transported to this plane of existence through unknown means, and our bodies have been transformed to these of the local populace. I've been found in a flat, grassy field and taken to a provisional building (little more than a big tent and a few tables and chairs) per pegasus-drawn chariot. A nice guard has given me a booklet about Equestria (the name of this country), seemingly designed for the other sentient species that inhabit this planet, and politely answered my questions.

When enough people have been gathered, we have been guided to a train station, in which there have been set up a few desks with queues of human-ponies in front of them. A bored looking immigration officer asked me for my name. As I answered that question, he asked me for my pony name. I didn't have any idea what he was talking about, so he told me we have to choose a new name. I couldn't think of a completely new name then and there, but I just went with my Internet synonym 'Ragnano'. The next station handed out a basic survival kit, including but not limited to a tent, a blanket, a small inflatable matress, a swiss army knife and some food. The station after than handed out train tickets. They didn't include a reserved seat, so I figured I'd have to search for a free seat. When everyone was served, the guards lead us to the train and told us to go in.

I walked through a few carts before I settled for an empty seat besides a window. I dumped my survival kit into the rack above the seats. A few minutes later a blue pegasus came up to me and asked if the empty seat besides me is still free. When I told him it is indeed free, he went on trying to put his bag into the rack, but it was full already, so he put his tent underneath the seat and his bag onto his lap. Suddenly he chuckled. Quizzed I asked him what was up, but he answered he just thought about something. I turned my head to the window and began daydreaming. After half an hour or so I asked with a nostalgic feeling: "It's beautiful, isn't it?". The other guy, whom I have forgotten about already, agreed. I turned to him and asked how he felt about this whole situation. HE seemed suprise that I have took the initiative of the conversation, but he answered that he's a bit pissed that he has been teleported out of his bedroom in a changed form. I pointed out, that he at least got a pair of wings. He said that magic would make life a lot easier, then asked me how I fell about this. I told him I miss my hands, and holding things with my hoofs our mouth just looks ridiculous, but on the other side I have wings. It'll take some time before I'll be able to fly, but the opportunity to make a new life and learn new things are intoxicating. At this point I noticed we didn't even know each others names, so I streched out my hoof to him and told him my new name. After a somewhat awkward brofist... brohoof... something like that, he introduced himself. Funny enough, his name was Blue (he probably couldn't think of a better name). After that we talked a bit about our families, jobs. friends and interests. After some time he started to sleep.

The train won't be arriving anytime soon, and I'm getting bored, so I'm writing this here journal the guards have handed out to us. I didn't note anything else since my arrival. I hope there's at least a library in this town so I can read up on the history of this country.

~Ragnano