Title:           Anon in Zebraland (Work In Progress)
Author:          TakeNeutralState
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First Edit:      Friday 25th of December 2015 09:44:36 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Wednesday 20th of January 2016 08:30:03 PM CDT

>Of all the places why did zebras have to live in the middle of a dense fucking jungle?
>You are Anon and you've been tasked to get to know the striped race.
>You pleaded with Twilight for a good hour saying things like how you'd rather not get turned into a frog or worse.
>Become the local voodoo doll.
>She insisted that you should go and that it'd be a new experience.
>What has it got you so far?
>Stuck out in the middle of a jungle hacking your way through to find a bunch of crazy horses.
>Seriously though, this shit sucks.
>Your whole outfit is pretty ragged at this point.
>And your boots are soaked from a detour through a swamp.
>You seem to be heading in the right direction though.
>Weird smells started to form in the air.
>Hopefully you'll take it as a sign your getting close.
>You look at the map that Twilight gave you, but fuck all it's pretty much pointless.
>You throw it away because you can't into maps.
>After walking a little bit further you now feel completely lost.
>Without a soul in sight.
>The smell still lingers in the air so you try using that as the method to reach the area.
>That would be the case if your next step didn't make a tripwire come loose.
"Eh?"
>Dumbass, you took long and now just got hit with a log.
>Before completely blacking out you hear a bunch of whooping.
>So this is how it's gonna go, eh?
>...
>Voices can be heard but it sounds like they are whispering.
>You open your eyes to the sight of three zebras standing there in a circle like they are planning something.
>It takes a moment, but you realize you are tied to what appears to be a cross.
>And there is a firepit beneath you.
>Oh fuck no, you ain't being sacrificed to no Popo in the sky today.
"Can I be untied now?"
>They all jump and proceed to look at you.
>"I-It speaks!"
>"And it reeks!"
>"Also looks like it hasn't bathed in weeks!"
>Oh god they rhyme too.....
>You thought Zecora was bad enough.
>But a whole fucking town of them?
>You may become the next Snoop Dogg before this shit is over.
"I'm guessing this is the zebra homeland right?"
>They look at each other and proceed to answer you.
>"The land of stripes, you are not wrong."
>"However, now we have one that don't belong."
>"Why have you invaded our zebra throng?"
>This could get more complicated than you had hoped for.
>Better to tell the truth. Not like your in a position to lie.
"I came here on behalf of Princess Twilight Sparkle."
>"Pony-kind send one of ill look?"
>"I'd say not believe him he may be a crook!"
>"Me thinks him saying Princess will let him off the hook."
>Their banter is immediately interrupted by a female voice from behind.
>"Now now. If a pony princess is the one who sends, best to let him free or else it may be a bitter end."
>They don't say anything and give a nod in the direction.
>You are immediately let down without any hesistation from them.
>Must be the leader or something.
>You turn around and she a much more elder looking zebra.
>She wears a raggedy cloak and has various piercings on her ears.
>She gives a smile, but it immediately turns into a more serious look
>"Should your tale be a lie dear, all will be lost and you'll be left with fear."
"Trust me after wondering this place for a good while, I'd rather not get into a deeper mess."
>She give you a look over and proceeds to smile once again.
>"Aye. Your journey must have been rough, but this wood can make you tough."
>She starts sniffing the air, and she probably found out that you stink more than anything else around here.
>Which is pretty bad considering where you are.
>"Best if you go take a quick shower, then meet back here within the hour."
"I appreciate the hospitality Miss...?"
>"Amara is the name, child. Means elegance and grace not stubborn and wild."
"And my name is Anonymous. Anon for short."
>After using the "shower", which was pretty much a bucket with holes hanging from a tree branch you make your way back to the center of the village.
>The three you first had in front of you still stand within the area.
>"He's back!"
>"Thought you'd be running back."
>"Better hope your tale stacks."
>You just shoot them a glance and then Amara exits from her abode.
>"You three give him some slack, we are not here for an attack."
>They proceed to leave, all the going the same direction.
"Do they stay by each other all the time or something?"
>"Brothers, yet they are one. Have spoken words with rivals none."
"They can easily just go off what the other says?"
>"Just like a flip of a bit, it's easy for them and they have wit."
"Huh."
>For some reason, all this rhyming isn't bothering you right now.
>Maybe it's because they are all doing it and not just one is.
>Well for whatever it's worth, it looks like you'll be stuck here for some time.
>Better stay on their good side and not perform a crime.
>Damn, what that a rhyme?
>Oh shit that was too. It might be starting to rub off on you.
>....FUCK