Equestra, Outside of Vanhoover:
3rd person:
There was a crack of lightning in the sky above the Unicorn Range. The wind howls, the rain pelts those unlucky enough to be outside, amd the lighting stricks are frequent. The one thing about a watcher's magic is that it is always masked by the weather, even on a planet where the inhabitants control the magic. Just as the storm was about to die a lone lightning bolt that was thicker than the rest landed scorching and gouging the earth and depositing a very unharmed and amazingly dry human.
John Rambo:
"Ughh, where am I?" John asked no one in particular. Trying to get ride of the groggy feeling in his body. "Last thing I remember was fighting..." He instantly got up and started looking around finally fully remembering what lead up to him feeling groggy.
"Thats right I died after avenging Gabrielle" he said to himself. "Then that other worldly being said that there was a world that needed my help so I must be in Equestrian." "The land that needed help, but where I don't know, I'm obviosly still human and not an anthropomorphic animal, I've got my original buck knife."
In fact John was wearing army boots, work jeans, a black button up shirt and a worn leather jacket. "Alright, just like when I was heading through Hope all those decades ago, I walk and learn the land as best I can." John said getting himself straighted out, he grabbed the compass out of his pants and started heading the direction it told him wad west. "Just like back home, I'll keep my eyes and ears posted for any info on the enemy, and also good hunting grounds."
As John started walking all he focused on was his mission, how to help the poep..err ponies as the Reaper had called them. He needed to figure out where the empires of boththe Zebras and Caribou were located and he needed to come up with a plan on how to tear them asunder, without being slaughtered. It was a good thing he had decades of experience. It had been at least a couple hours since he had left the are the Reaper had sent him, he had finally found what looked like a road and decided to follow it out and it looked like it was finally looking good.
"Vanhoover, almost like the Hoover dam back home" John said to himself. He decided to walk the rest of the way into Vanhoover as normally as possible ti see if he could get any rumors of where the nations of the Zebras and Caribou were. As it turns out the people he was walking past were indeed ponies and from what he could see there where at least three seperate nationalities. There were what looked like normal horses, unicorns and finally what he presumed to be the last nationality of these ponies where what looked like pegasi.
'Alright, I'll see if I can't get a news paper and learn some news' John thought to himself as he continued to walk through the streets of Vanhoover. He only stopped walking around once but that was because he saw a store that sold weapons. 'So even in this world, they prepare for the worst, but they hope that it doesn't come to that I'll keep that store in mind for later' John thought to himself again as he continued his walk, untill he finally came across what looked like a market square, he decided to see if one of the stall owners could tell him where to get a news paper.
John decided to walk up to the first stall had someone operating it. Which for him just happened to be a mare who was selling food stuffs. "Excuse me ma'am, I'm sorry to bother but I was wondering where I would go to get a news paper." John asked the mare in front of him.
Unknown mare:
It was just a normal day of setting up my stand. I stock dry foods, wet foods, vegetables, fruits, and surprisingly meats, though its rare they sell. When I heard this voice behind me, it sounded like a stalion who was up there in years, maybe thats why I was so surprised when I turned around and he looked to be my age. "Excuse me ma'am, I'm sorry to bother but I was wondering where I would go to get a news paper."
"Why yes, you go up three blocks and take a right." I said turning around "is there anything el.." I had to pause he looked twenty three, but he sounded like he was old enough to be my father.
"I sound older than I look" the stallion said. "Traveling the world and fighting for your life will do that to you Ms?" "Oh where are my manners my name is Seasalt Bitters and you are?" "John, John Rambo" "Well like I said Mr. Rambo up three blocks and take a right is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Nob thank you though and it's just Rambo. Mr. was my father." John said " thanks for your help enjoy the rest of your dsy Mrs. Bitters." "Oh it's just Ms. I'm not married and I prefer Seasalt, John" "alright Seasalt, thank you again."
John Rambo:
With that John nodded to the mare and started to continue uo the blocks he needed. Which didn't take him very long and he was finally in front of a newspaoer stand waiting for whoever was running the stand to open it up. Which for John was just a five minite wait "excuse me sir, how much is a news paper." John asked "one bit" the stallion answered. "Alright" John said as he reaches into his pocket looking to see if the Reaper had decided do leave him money.
Luckily the Reaper thought that far a head and John handed the stallion running the booth the bit. He decided to find a place outside of town that he could stay, but also keep an eye out. Luckily there was woodland and a mountain range near by, so with his news paper and a plan for a base of operations. John headed out with an idea to scout for food, optimal places for traps for animals, or unlucky Caribou and Zebra that found themselves in his woods.