Drug Lord Anon; Chapter One- Arrival
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>Your eyes closed, you can hear the sound of waves crashing against a beach
>Seagulls flocking around, gawking
>The wind swaying leaves of trees
>Then the smell of salt water hits you, you're near an ocean
>You shoot right up to a sitting stance, and open your eyes, a large ocean
>The coloring however, it's displaced. It's more pastel than normal texture or "realism" there would be on Earth
>You turn around and look.. you're stuck on an island
>Rather small, however, it has trees, what look to be bananas and coconuts atop some of them
>All the colors though, they've been displaced
>Nothing looks real at all, it's like you're in a cartoon
>You figure you're dead, but you date back to the bible; "Heaven forms to the individual's desires" or some crazy nonsense like this
>This isn't honestly anything you wanted, let alone the island itself
>You get up, brush yourself off
>But then you remember, you were shot.. killed
>It doesn't hurt to move at all, you raise your hand to your head, you're completely fine
>You look down, and notice your PJ's are gone, just a loincloth to cover your buck-ass nude
>The sun was the highest it'd probably be, so you'd figure it's about 12:00 in the afternoon.
>You head to look for wood and food
 
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>After scrounging up about 30-40 bananas, a couple coconuts and enough wood to last a week, you attempt to think back to when you were a boy scout and how to light a fire with just two sticks
>You attempt to light it with what you know, and it doesn't work even in the slightest
>This happens for about, 50 minutes or so
>It's now probably 9:00pm or so, it's pretty dark
>Figuring this isn't Earth, maybe physics don't work like they do here than back there
>You stare out into the ocean, idly rubbing the two sticks together
>After 2 hours of staring, you fall asleep by accident and snooze for several hours
 
>Around 3:00am or so, you wake up feeling well rested
>You sit up and look around.. still dark,
>But you spot a white flag, a mast, looking down to a large wooden vessel
>You smile with glee and light the fire with excitement
>Sparks hit the dry pine needles and start a fire
>You grab the ends of one of the pieces of firewood and wave it in the air
>The vessel spots you, it turns around and heads in your direction
>In all the excitement, you begin swimming toward the vessel
 
>You grab onto the ship's hull and begin pulling yourself upward
>The climb up is quick, your excitement for answers has your stamina literally unlimited
>But, you hop the edge of the ship and onto the deck and turn around to look at the vessel's crew
>Your eyes break.. your mind's been bamboozled like a nigger
>A few ponies stand and trot before you, some with blankets and medical supplies, most of them in complete shock
>What looks to be 'er Captain, trots in front of the crowd, and clears his old, groggy voice
>"What can we do to help you son? Are you okay?"
>You look at the old colt speechless..
 
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>The captain repeats himself again, and again
>"Son, are you okay?"
>You're very sure you're tripping on acid or something
>Snapping back to 'reality', you turn your head to the old colt
Yeah.. uhm. Where am I exactly?
>The colt raises a brow, lets out a slight wheeze and speaks up again
>"Ah, you speak! Great! I believe we're somewhere along 1900 miles or so from our destination"
Where's that?
>"Canterlot harbor, Mr..-?"
Feel free to call me Anon, where's Canterlot harbor? How far is it from New Mexico?
>The old colt ponders a bit in question
>Looks like the cogs in his brain stopped for a bit
>Google found 0 results for "New Mexico"
>"What is New Mexico?"
>You internally step back with shame against the colt
New Mexico, the United States of America? You've never heard of it?
>"Can't say I have Anon.. can't say I have."
>You think back to where else he might know
Puerto Rico? Italy? Japan? East Asia?
>"I don't think you're from around here are you Anon?"
None of these places ring a bell to you?
>One of the stallions in the crowd step forward
>"I'm not sure where you're coming up with these places, you're in Equestria buddy."
Equestria?
 
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>The old colt clears his throat again and wheezes
>"My my, have you been hit on the head?"
No.. well, yes. But that's not the point. I'm not on Earth?
>"No, friend. This is Equestria."
>You mentally step back for a second..
>Everything you basically knew, loved, smelled, heard, saw, is gone
>Family, your drug business, your life
>Completely gone.. but this also means, a new start
>You look back up to the colt and sigh
So, when do we reach Canterlot harbor?
>The old colt turns to someone atop the quarterdeck, most likely the navigator
>"If the trade-winds arrive tomorrow as planned, we'll mostly likely hit Canterlot within 2 weeks or so."
>Not too bad of a wait, you may even make some friends along the way
>Oh you will..
>The colt turns back to you
>"Welcome aboard the S.S Eclipse Anon, if there's anything we can do to help you, please let us know."
Thank you
>"Our lovely assistant Madam Fluttershy will show you around, and get you taken care of."
>You turn to Fluttershy, a banana colored pony with a soft pink mane
>"Follow me, I'll show you to your room and we'll get something to eat."
Sounds good,-
>"If you need me, I'll be in the Captain's lounge."
>You follow the mine maned pony down the main deck, several ponies follow.
 
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>You reach your cabin, nearby the Captain's
>The room is nicely furnished, a large bed, night stand, ect
>Fluttershy turns to you
>"This will be your quarters, this ship is free to roam, just be courteous to others if they're sleeping."
That shouldn't be hard
>You two leave the room and begin walking down the hall of the personal quarters
>"So tell me, are you an alien?"
What? No?
>"You came from a different planet, didn't you?"
>You ponder..
Well, yeah. I did. I guess you're right.
>"What was it like in your old planet?"
>You both walk down the main deck towards one of the hatches leading to the mess hall
Well, it wasn't all that much different, we basically talked the same as you did, had ships almost the same exact way you have.
>"That's so interesting! Did we exist in your old home?"
No, but it'd be pretty cool to have something like your kind around, you all seem really friendly.
>"We try to be, especially to newcomers such as yourself."
>You step down into the mess hall, she flys down and trots next to you
>"Are you sad that you're away from home?"
Mmm, well. Not really, it's a new start for me.
>"I'm glad to hear that you think of it that way."
>The cook turns to you and he begins trotting toward you
>His accent is thick with Boston.. it's almost disgusting
>"Well well, you're the guy I've been hearing about on the main deck, what can I get you?"
>You're just a little hungry, you're worried of what they have though.. so out of curiosity-
What do you have?
>The cook turns and looks to what's available
 
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>"Well, we got some hot potato beef stew left, sourdough bread, carrots, [spoiler]Milk[/spoiler], -
>Wow, it sounds like they eat good here too
I'll have some stew and some bread please.
>"we also- Wait, you can eat it?"
There's nothing wrong with it is there?
>He turns in embarassment
>"No, no.. I just thought, you know. Since you're from a different 'place', that would be eating stuff.. like I don't know, alien food or something."
Ha, no sir. It sounds to me that we ate pretty much the same thing here and on Earth.
>"Huh, well isn't that something. Let me fix you up a bowl and get you a loaf my friend, what about you Fluttershy?"
>"I'll just have a few carrots, not too hungry tonight."
>He chuckles a bit
>"Darlin', you should really eat more. Let me get you two set up."
Thank you very much
>You take a seat at one of the tables and wait patiently
>She's quiet as of now, but you try to engage in conversation
So, how did you come aboard this vessel?
>"I'm on my way back from Saddle Arabia after visiting a friend of mine. [spoiler] No she's not fucking Muslim.. [/spoiler]
Huh.. alright.
>The cook places your dinner as well as hers onto a counter in front of the kitchen, you take it and begin eating
>It's pretty tasty, you begin scarfing it down faster
>Then, you begin hearing singing on the main deck, it sounds like they're drunk
What's going on up there?
>She turns to you munching on a carrot.. sexually
>"It's just the stallions, they get drunk during the night after working all day on the main deck."
They're working here? What is this?
>"It's a hunter's boat, kind of like a fishing vessel."
Huh, alright.
 
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>You finish up and head back to the counter in front of the kitchen
Sir? What shall we do with our dishes, shall we clean them for you?
>He heads back to the counter, takes your dishes and hers with his magic and sets it by the large drainer and pipe
>"No no, we have our busboy for this."
>You see a small filly cleaning dishes, he looks content, a bit plump though
Alright, thank you cook. Be seein' you around.
>"Alright you two, take care of 'im will ya Fluttershy?"
>"I can do that."
>You climb back up onto the main deck,-
>The view is gorgeous, stars are defined as hell, the sound and temperature just feels good
>Drunk ponies passed out by the mast and on the wood floor, some still singing
>Some huddled near a fire, singing songs, arms around eachother
>You and Fluttershy head down the hatch toward the personal quarters
>She opens the door for you, you walk in and you immediately head straight for the bed, you're tired as hell
>"Oh, and I should mention by the way, some of the ponies grabbed fabric scraps to help you make some clothing. None of us personally know how to tailor you cl-"
It's fine, I can do that myself.
>"Alright then, just thought I'd let you know."
>You turn to the pillow, nice and fluffed, but she sits down onto the bed next to you
>"I also thought I'd let you know, that.. I think you're actually pretty cute~."
>You turn to her, catching her midway attempting to make a sexual advance unto you
Excuse me?
>She stoops down a few thousand db's and begins to murmur
Listen, thank you for all that you've done for me. I'll be seeing you first thing in the morning.
>"Alright, good night Anon~."
Goodnight
 
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>She trots out the door and closes it gently for you.
>You get back up and stare out the cabin window
>The waves crash up against the hull with a silent hush, the island you were stuck on is completely out of view.
>She was hitting on you hard, you know what you heard
>You're not sure if you should let it happen or not, maybe she's lustful, no clue how long this voyage is, she might be restless
>You look to the desk, the fabric, leather, needle, thread, all sitting on top of it
>Grandma showed you how to sew stuff together, it seemed simple enough
>You had enough fabric to make some pants, some socks, leather to make some shoes
>You got to work, and it only took you an hour
>After that, a nice pair of pants, socks and leather shoes we made.
Neat
 
End of Chapter 1
Drug Lord Anon; Chapter 2- Yo ho, Yo ho, the faggot's life for me