Title:           Anon in Equestria 1
Author:          Render
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First Edit:      Monday 19th of March 2012 09:27:54 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 19th of March 2012 09:27:54 PM CDT

>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.
>(whatanidiot.jpg)
>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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