Good Morning! So, this is gonna be my attempt at a shameless self insert story. Gonna base the reactions to how I would probably react. Reasonably, I can't accurately say how I'd respond during every situation, but oh well, I'll try my best. That being said, I don't own nothin' but myself and my own ideas. If I owned Hasbro or anything related to it, I'd definitely fuck it up. Not on purpose either, just cause I don't know shit about business.
P.S: I'm trying out the PoV system. Tell me if you like it!
(1st Person)
Nearly midnight... just that much closer to the start of a new year
I thought this as I traveled the snow covered streets of... where was I? I think it might be New York, but it doesn't seem nearly busy enough. Oh well, point is, I got to walk around again in the snow. By myself. On new years eve. That didn't matter though. Being from Texas, snow wasn't very common, so the chance to experience it when it was in full blast was a once in a lifetime experience for me, and boy, was it wonderful.
Makes you wonder how Canadians feel every day...
The thought made me chuckle. The smile that graced my face however, was soon replaced by a mask of indifference. This wasn't the first time I was alone on New Years and it wouldn't be the last. It wasn't completely out of my hands though, as more than a few times I had chosen solitude over family company. I never had any bad feelings towards them, in fact, I loved my family dearly, but as the years go by and everyone goes there separate ways, eventually you come to find yourself alone.
Still... not even a call. No texts asking me how I'm doing, no check up, nothin'.
"Wouldn't blame 'em though, heh... recluse of the family indeed." I muttered, squinting up at the dark sky. The snow stopped falling not too long ago, but there were storm clouds on the horizon.
"Whelp, best get home. Don't want to be caught in the rain and snow. That'd be a sucky situation."
Lazily I pulled my phone from my pocket, turning it on and staring at the home screen for a moment. It was of something special to me. The moon, full and bright. I had managed to snag this particular picture when... when I was at the observatory with Ms. Rebecca. No matter how old I got I will always refer to her as Ms.. Don't really know why, just stuck with me. On this night a few years ago, after the weather cleared up, she promised to take me to an observatory, something I had been dying to do.
I felt my heart twinge at the thought of her. She had left this earthy prison and joined the stars, free to be whatever she wanted to be. At least, that's how I saw it. It helped to bring some peace into my life knowing she was there, watching me every night, along with the nights eternal guardian, the Moon. I had no definite beliefs in religion, too many inconsistencies and contradictions for me, but one thing I always enjoyed was pretending the moon to be alive. It helped on the dark and lonely days.
Too bad I can't see her now...
I looked up at the sky, wondering if fate would grant me a look, only to see the storm clouds from before moving inwards... alarmingly fast. Confused, I watched as the sky began to light up in flashes of purple, lightning become an increasingly apparent member of the atmosphere. I was almost entranced as I followed the clouds, which looked to be converging on one position. Feeling dread weigh down in my gut I looked up...
... only to find the convergence point was directly above me.
My eyes widened. The wind picked up, tossing around papers and other assorted trash. People were starting to voice their concerns when suddenly, lightning struck one of the taller buildings, sending the people into a panic. I could hear their footsteps around me, but I didn't dare move. My gaze was fixated on the point of no return, the center of a swirling mass of rage taken form. It groaned with thunder, never ending. For the longest time my eyes dared not to blink.
Blink
I looked into the abyss.
BOOM
It looked back.
Suddenly, my world was white.
(3rd Person)
In the land of Equestria all was calm. As calm as it could be, considering the recent events; Something about a lost princess and eternal night, yadda yadda. That's not important. What was important was the massive build up of clouds over the Everfree forest. The clouds were wild, winds forcing trees to sway in the wind, the thunder of lightning strikes overpowering any noise the creatures that lived there would make. This place was full of danger normally, but now? Now it was a surefire deathtrap.
As a gigantic mass of clouds dominated the skies the lightning bolts it rained down began to exponentially get more and more frequent, to the point where it was impossible hear anything else. Then, as all the bolts converged into the center of the mass, a single massive and impossibly bright bolt of pure energy struck the forest, decimating the area around the impact zone and leaving in its place a massive patch of scorched earth. If one were to look closely, after rubbing the light out of their eyes, they would see a shape in this crater.
If one were to even closer they would see the shape, now appearing to be a body, begin to spasm before letting out a large gasp, followed by many hoarse coughs. After the fit was over, leaving the creature with still burning lungs, the eyes of said creature opened slowly. As it sat up, slowly as to not disorientate itself, and as its vision began to clear, it began to vocalize its concern.
"Fuck man. W-What happened?"
(1st Person)
My head was killing me.
Seriously, what the hell just happened?
After a few moments of blinking the sleep out of my eyes, which helped adjust to the near dawn-like-ness of the sky, I shakily stood up. I was surrounded by scorched dirt. Jesus, it looked like someone dropped a dam Fat Man here! Even the trees were pushed away by some invisible force. Whatever happened here, its was powerful, and I somehow got put in the middle of it.
"Shit, man. What's going on? Where am I? A fucking forest?"
As if to answer my question, a breeze flew by me, where I heard various animals noises. Eye's widening I quickly patted down my pockets, only to find my cell and wallet. Strange, I don't remember putting my phone away. In fact, as I continued to look at my body, I noticed something even stranger; specifically, my lack of damage. My clothes were completely fine! It seemed impossible compared to my surroundings, but it seemed fate was on my side for once.
"Well... that's useful. Now, where the hell is the exit of this dam place?" I asked to no one in particular.
A quick scan of my surroundings provided me with a conveniently large opening between two trees, which led to what I could only assume was a path. As I walked to the path I stopped for a moment. Was that... talking? I waited some more and- there it was again! Yes indeed, there were other living beings here. A smile came to my face as I quickened my pace to arrive at the place where the voices were based. Like that? I did.
As I grew nearer to the voice I started to hear the differences in tone. From the sound of it, their was more than one and they were all female. Or really feminine men. I don't judge, nor do I care. All I cared about was finding some people and getting the hell out of dodge! I've only been in this dam forest ten minutes or so and I already don't like it. It had this aura about it. Like it knew things about me I didn't. Or that it knew what I never told.
That night in Maui will never escape these lips, no matter how hard you try!
The trees shuddered in anticipation of what was to come. One day, this puny human would learn. It could not keep its secrets for ever.
Baskin Robins always finds out
AHEM.
ANYWAYS.
I reached a few thin branches that separated me from this group. My approach could have used more tact it seem, as when I was walking I made too much noise and the talking stopped. In return, I stopped. I could not see them from this side, and they could not see me, so naturally, I began to anticipate the worst.
What if, one the other side of these branches, there was a bunch of female slavers who enslaved the males of species to do their horrible and pain inducing manual labor?
This thought of course was followed by;
What if they were just a bunch of imp people who were really keen on keeping their feet clean?
"Girls... did you hear that?" Said one of the voices, causing my eyes to widen in surprise.
"Ah' heard it. Sounds like there might be somethin' out here with us." Spoke another voice, this one with a distinctly southern drawl. A fellow Texan perhaps?
I hope so. Hell knows I've spent too much time around northerners.
"Well whatever it is, it's gonna get a beat down if tries anything!" This voice sounded very... tomboyish, I suppose would be the right term. Very confident, arrogant even.
"I certainly hope it's at least clean. It would be the first thing in here." This voice spoke in a very eloquent manner, kinda like a stereotypical rich girl you see on those stupid drama shows. Hmm.
"OOH, maybe it's a creature from another universe! And now its trying to figure out what's going on behind those tree branches over there!" Wait, what?
"U-Um, excuse me mister or missus creature, it's okay to come out now. W-we wont do anything." That last voice was undoubtedly the most and least assuring.
Okay seriously, what the hell did that one say?
I grew tired of waiting and pushed through the brush, having to duck a little as to avoid getting smacked in the face, and raised to my full height on the other side.
OH... aliens. She actually meant aliens.
(3rd Person)
The tension in the air was thick enough to be cut with a smooth stick. Both parties stood stock still, attempting to gauge the other. On one side sat six of the native species of the land, ponies. Two Pegasus, two unicorns, and two earth ponies. Each with their own special talent, each with their own destiny, and each with different thoughts on the situation. Most noticeably though, was that underneath each and every layer these ponies had, there was an instinctual feeling. The urge to flee.
Their foe, a singular alien creature native only to one planet Earth, was much different in regards to physical appearance. This beast, looking like a mostly bald Minotaur with severe legs injuries, stood much taller than the ponies, and even higher than one Rainbow Dash's gliding height, which often equaled the height of the princess's. It wielded no weapon and its skin matched what was underneath the fur of any pony. Still, in regards to ponies, this was obviously a predator species. The way it stood on two legs, without any mean of balance other than ingenious genetic evolution, established its height and in turn proved to be an intimidating force. It's eyes were smaller, but more focused, able to see things much father and with more clarity than a pony.
A collective shiver went down the spines of the ponies when they realized those very eyes were darting from one pony to another, scanning them and searching for weakness's.
Any minute now It would attack and unleash a chaotic concoction of cataclysmic carnage.
...
"Uh... good morning?"
They screamed.