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// Arc One: Welcomings - Knock Out 
// Story: Of a Certain Adventurous Pony 
// by RavensDagger 
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	That group of imbeciles, the one I wisely chose to assault for no apparent reason? Turns out, they weren’t so pleased that I tried to deck their leader. So, like a four-year-old whose mom caught him watching TV at three AM on a weekday, I just stared at them as they circled around me, one of them rubbing his nose from the tiny bruise I had left there.

The leader’s hoof struck me against the jaw, twisting my head around before the rest of my body could follow. In the same smooth motion, he turned himself around. All I saw, besides his ugly behind hidden by a pair of too-tight trousers, were two hind legs rushing at me. 

Have you ever been bucked so hard that you were knocked out cold with just one hit?

Me neither.

It’s at that point that they let out some deep gurgling scream and rounded on me, a mix-and-matched orchestra of punches, kicks, wails (mostly provided by yours truly), and manly grunting. God, I’m stupid sometimes.

I would love to spin a heroic yarn about how it didn’t hurt, or maybe some epic tale of me going all kung-fu on the three of them. But what really happened was a tad more pitiful, and involved more of me crying for my mommy, while silently cursing philosophy. At this point, for reasons that should be obvious, I didn’t notice what happened to the young miss , but she didn’t appear to be helping me any.

Fortunately, once your body gets banged up enough, it just gently folds into a black void where nothing hurts much, and everything’s pretty. Well, mostly pretty.

God, I’m stupid.