Title: Short Thread Bumper #1 Author: Saint_Dane Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/y3htzGqd First Edit: Sunday 15th of February 2015 10:20:24 PM CDT Last Edit: Sunday 15th of February 2015 10:20:24 PM CDT >Day Peculiar in Equestia. >You're Anon, master of... >Just about nothing, except for procrastinating. >You guess you could call yourself, a Masterwaiter. >You are sitting in your living room, waiting for something to happen. >What are you waiting for? >You... >You don't righly know. >Anyways, time to feed your- >Wait, that's right, you're waiting until morning. >You check your watch. >8 PM. >It's gonna be a long wait. >Fuckin 12 hours later, you getoff of your couch, and walk to your door. >You exit your house, and find a sword laying on your front porch. >A true piece of Japanese art work. >A katana. >When you pick it up, you learn an array of tips, tricks, and all around bad-assery. >That, is when you start to travel. >After a small amount of time, you find yourself in a field. >Upon further to the area around you, you find a small army of Gryphons, Minotaurs, and Diamond Dogs. >Taking a more defensive stance with the sword, you size up the army, with your tactical wits. >Some of the Diamond Dogs start to advance onto you, which seems to activate your new skills. >Within a small amount of time, about three or four minutes, you dispatched about a platoon sized group. >Then come the Gryphons. >They were a bit harder to finish, but you got them out of the way. >Then, the Minotaurs. >When you finish cutting through one of the last ones, you notice a lone Minotaur. >You move to cut through him, but he deflect your slice, and Stabs you with a small dagger, into your heart. >He leans down to whisper into your ear. >[spoiler]Pssh... Nothin' personal, kid...[/spoiler] >As yourvision fades to black, you see the Mountain that Canterlot rests upon. >The prodical son finally lays still. > >[spoiler]Reload checkpoint? y/n[/spoiler] > >[spoiler]y[/spoiler] > >[spoiler]Your eyes snap open, to find that you are standing on your front  porch, the Sword laying in front of you.[/spoiler] >[spoiler]You take a glove, and pick up the sword and bury it in the woods.[/spoiler] >God help anyone that finds it.