Anon in Equestria 1

>You wake up.

>It's another day in Equestria the place you were sent to a month ago.

>You don't know how you got here any you care to find out.

>you remember very few things about life before Equestria, but whatever.

>You're starting fresh now.

>You're going to live in a land of colorful talking horses, hellbeasts and magic and your happy ass is gonna like it.

 

>You were already friends with the mane six at this point.

>Not that you knew how important that was.

>After your welcome party courtesy of Pinkie you given a used house.

>You weren't complanin'

>It was a two story house with basement and a little kitchen area, and granted the second story was only a bed and bath it was still pretty nice.

>After a shower you hear a knock on your door.

>It was early but you're not gonna leave someone hanging, no one's knocked on your door before.

>You throw on the new clothes Rarity made for you and head for the door.

 

>You rush for the door and fall flat on your fucking face.

>~Ooooooow~. . .

>That was stupid.

>You hear a familiar voice.

>"Eh Anon, y'all right in there?"

>It was Applejack's voice.

>okay.jpg

>You stumble up to the door and open it.

>"Hey Anon do you wanna come over my place and have a snack or somethin'?"

>You've helped her pick apples before.

>As soon as you started she quickly realized the power of hands.

>You would just dash up the trees and pick the apples while jumping down.

>You could tell she was impressed by your hard work.

>She looked kinda dopey eyed too sometimes. . .it was. . .weird but you thought nothing of it like the dumbass you are.

>But free food is free food and you aren't turning that down.

Yeah I'll go. . .but isn't it kinda early it's like nine and i just woke up?

>"Nine is a bit late when you work on a farm."

Fair enough.

>You and Applejack run the to the apple orchard which was

unfortunately a Ponyville and then some from your house.

>Applejack went through a lot just to get to your house and invite you over.

>But that's okay, from what you knew she was a nice pony.

 

>You finally make it to Sweet Apple Acres.

>Applejack quickly invites you inside.

What are you in rush for?

>"U-uh nothin'."

>Applejack then grabs a rope and heads downstairs into the cellar.

>"Ah'ma get some cider okay?"

Fine by me.

>It's five minutes later.

>It does not take this long to get some damn cider.

>You walk over to the entrance to the cellar.

Applejack!

>No response.

>Umm. . .

 

>You hoped nothing happened to her.

>Maybe she's just storing the rope while she's down there?

>You wait one more minute.

>Still no sign of Applejack.

>Guess it's time to man the fuck up.

>You grab the nearest blunt object, which happens to be a hoe.

>You slowly make your way down the cellar steps.

 

>>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LA6UW7lN8c4

 

>You can't see a damn thing.

>All you knew is that this place was absurdly large.

APPLEJACK!

>You actually hear an echo.

>getmethehellouttahere.mp3

>After a while you notice that you're walking on hay.

>Probably used as some make shift flooring.

>You keep walking into the darkness.

>This place was maze.

>You start walking with your hand out forward since you keep bumping into the walls.

 

>Your only source of light is the door to the Apple family's kitchen

>Ktchunk!

>. . .And that source is now gone. . .

 

>Your eyes have adjusted to the darkness

>Your bladder has also adjusting. . .to the unholy terror that awaits you in the darkness.

>You start to make out your surroundings.

>The inner walls are actually giant barrels.

>What you were stepping on was indeed scrambled hay

>And there is a now a shadowy fig...ure...standing in the...distance...in front of you...

>Only one thing comes to mind at this point.

 

>>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTHsOSGJHN0

 

AAAAAAAAGGH!!!

>You run like a Kenyan being chased by marathon runners.

 

>It charges towards you.

>>You're ready for this.

>It suddenly gains speed.

>>Maybe not.

>You see it reach for something with it's mouth.

>Suddenly you realize it's galloping.

>>Um...

>It had the cognitive thinking to grab something.

>Whatever this thing is it must intelligent.

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>You then see it fasten whatever it grabbed... and it's a lasso?

>As it nears you it throws the lasso in your direction.

>You quickly move to the right, but the rope is just fastened around your shoulders.

>Now you're on the ground looking at the figure and you start to make out it's face.

>Aaaaand...it's fucking Applejack.

>"Hey there Anonymous~"

>At first you're confused, then angry....and then?

>Then you start to laugh your fucking ass off.

H-hahahahahahaha-a-a!!!

It was you?!

The whole time it was you?!

I thought I was in trouble Applejack, you got me.

Now let's call off this prank and get something to eat!

>>Applejack never seemed like the trickster type to you but you guess you were wrong.

>"This isn't a prank Anon"

 

. . .What?

 

9/9 Part 1

 

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