What is a pony supposed to do when he manages to get his cutie mark only to find out that it's against the law? He runs away, he travels from town to town living as a nomad with many different names. When he gets caught he gets hurt and scarred by the people who fear his talent and he runs again. But eventually he comes to a small town called Ponyville and becomes a lot more involved then he ever intended to be.

Made this story because it wouldn't get out my head and I needed a break from my HiE fic.

Things don't seem like they could go wrong, then Twilight discovers a spark of magic she never could touch before and she ends up on a quest with her friends to save far more then just Equestria

Pinkie Pie has an existential crisis while painting her room. This self-parody is dedicated to Professor Piggy, who once told me that I could write a story about Pinkie watching paint dry and weave it into an incredible psychological journey. Let's see if he was right.

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Dramatic reading by MicTheMicrophoneZero.

Cover art by chaosdrop.

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Well, what can I say? This is the story of a man. Or maybe he was... a pony-man. Or maybe he was just a... Pony! But he was still...

FIREWAAAAAAAALLLL!!!!

... Yeah, this is that story. The story where a guy goes to a party and wakes up in Ponyville. That guy (I know him as 'me') seems to have landed in his own personal little heaven. Hell, I even brought me a pack of endless cigarettes. How does that not kick all kinds of flank?

So yeah, everything was awesome. The End.

Well, except for The Nightmare. And Trixie. And some jerk named David. Then there was that Azure Flora pony. And that skank princess that steals my goddamn phone!

Listen, summaries just... They just don't cut it. If you want the story, it's provided right here.

Just a warning. I use cusswords like a big boy.

ALSO LUNA IS NOTHING BUT A GODDAMN TROLL!

My name is Canvas. I remember because I wrote it in the corner of the white box. It takes twelve steps to get from the cot to the wall. And the lights hurt my eyes.

(Note: The story isn't in color because I decided to try this without the gimmick! But I still recommend reading the GDocs version.)