Everyone had their own way into Equis. Me? I got drugged. No biggie. Turns out that Equestria is racist. And that's bad. So when three relatively unknown Princes of Equestria drag me into the Game to help people change, I figured I might as well do just that. Just one problem. I'm a Parasprite. Yeah.
So now I must force my way in this harsh reality of slavery and injustice. For the people. For Equestria. For the swarm...
Authors note: This story is set in the 'Chess Game of the Gods' universe, started by Rust in 'The Ballad of Echo the Diamond Dog' and expanded by Blackwing in 'Griffin the Griffin'. The universe has since been expanded by a growing number of authors, each with their own piece of the action. If you haven't checked those out, I advise that you do! Approved by BlackWing.More Less
I, Maximillian Moorcroft, lead a good life. My every whim is catered for me by my gentleman's gentleman and best friend, Jiles, and I spend my days as I wish, which normally means a huge blowout party for most of London to come to once every two months. My family's affluence allows me priviledges that I wouldn't otherwise receive and I am happy. So when I wake to find myself not as my usual dashing self, but as a dashing pony, it bemuses me, of course. But I am resourceful, so it shouldn't be too hard to work this all out. Nothing will stand in my way.
My name is Richard Jiles, employee of Maximillian Moorcroft, a faithful servant. I do all of my duties with diligence and professionalism, and endeavour to help Master Maxie in whatever he does. He can be somewhat... arrogant, light-headed and ignorant of others in his ways, and I must say, that aggravates me, but what can I do? I am a professional. My job is to look after Maxie, make sure he doesn't do anything excessively stupid, reckless, or otherwise damaging. These turn of events for the both of us make me think that my job will become a lot harder... Can't stop now though.
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