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// The Characters are Created 
// Story: The Band of Invincible Idiots 
// by bluemoon1996 
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Discord was humming a cheery tune to himself as he drank his hot chocolate when the six nitwits he had summoned appeared in the sky with a puff of smoke and confetti. They landed in a crumpled heap atop one another on a pile of various pillows that were conveniently placed below them. He quickly downed the remaining bit of his drink in one gulp before tossing the glass away and kicked his feet off the arm of his chair. 

Johnny let out a small groan from the bottom of the pile, "did someone catch the number on tha- Okay, who the hell is on top of me?"

"First off; I think that's me Johnny," Miles groaned.  "Secondly; spot check... are we all in a dude mountain? Because I always wanted to chant 'dude mountain.' Since I saw that video last week, anyway."

"DUDE MOUNTAIN DUDE MOUNTAIN DUDE MOUNTAIN!" 

"Shut up Brad."

"DUDE MOUNTAIN DUDE MOUNTAIN DUDE MOUNTAIN!" 

Johnny just let out a loud exaggerated sigh as Miles joined Brad in his chanting. 

Dave and Jake, who were on the top of the pile, let out groans of their own as they looked about the area they had landed in. It was a small wooded clearing about thirty feet wide in all directions. "Okay, I think we're not in Kansas any-," Dave's eyes widened as they landed on the draconequus on his throne before them. He remained silent for a few seconds before he finally said something, "HOLY SHIT! DISCORD!" 

Discord smiled, chuckling to himself, "I see my fame precedes me," with that he snapped his fingers and the six humans appeared on their feet in front of him. Brad and Johnny's reactions were about the same as Dave's; though a bit more subtle with just their jaws hitting the floor. Miles let out a squeal of delight; and Jake let out a surprised squeak and hid behind Ryan, who just kept silent. 

"Dude, we're all seeing this right?" Johnny looked at the other five who were all in a state of shock like him. "I'll take that as a yes," he muttered to himself before looking back at Discord. 

"Now that I've got your attention," Discord said chuckling at their reactions, "we can being discussing our arrangement."

"Arrangement? What the heck are you talking about," Ryan said, saying what the others were thinking. 

"Oh, I brought you here for a simple business proposition," Discord snapped his talons and was suddenly dressed in a suit and tie. He got out of his chair and floated over to them on mismatched wings. "And I know it’s a deal that the six of you will find will all find... irresistible." 

"And why would we want to make a deal with a Q wannabe like you? You don't make a deal with a mad god; that's just plain retarded!" Ryan quickly snapped back.

"Oh you got me! I lied," Discord mock gasped, "This isn't a business deal," with that he got rid of his attire. "The truth is that you six are here to participate in a game of mine."

"A game?"

“Yes,” Discord confirmed. “A game. A game where you each play a specific role.” Ryan narrowed his eyes at Discord. Suddenly, a shiver ran up the draconequus' spine as Ryan proceeded to glare daggers at him. Shifting uncomfortably, Discord's gaze landed on Miles who was still fangirling over the fact that he was basically face to face with him. Discord grinned; he'd be the easiest to manipulate. 

“What kind of game?" Miles asked, excitement clear in his voice “Board game, video game, pen-and-paper role-play, or something darker?”

“First off,” Ryan quickly snapped at Miles, giving him a dirty look, “I don’t wanna know where your brain is going with that last option. Secondly, I don’t quite think we’re reacting with the appropriate response given our situation.”

"Would you rather we were screaming?”

“Yes!” Ryan hollered, reached a new pitch. “We’ve either lost our minds, been abducted by chaos incarnate, or the basic nature of reality suddenly means jack shit!  I think a healthy amount of panic is necessary!”

Johnny, Brad, Dave, and Jake took a few steps back as Ryan let out a scream of frustration and ran at Miles; tackling him to the ground and proceeded to punch him in the face. "Umm should we pull them apart," Johnny looked over at his friends. 

Brad shrugged, laughing lightly, "Nah, let's just let them beat the shit out of each other."

The four of them and Discord watched in amusement as Ryan continued to beat Miles' face to no avail as he suffered no damage. After several minutes, he got off Miles, panting heavily, "W-why is your face not broken??"

"Can't have you hurting each other just yet," Discord said, answering him.

"You calmed down now Ryan," Johnny asked.

"N-no, still p-pissed..."

"Now that's come and passed," Dave sighed, rubbing his eyes, "What exactly is the game that we'll be playing Discord?"

Discord stopped laughing and looked at them, "It's a game that you all know." With that, he poofed and appeared with a bookshelf. After perusing the shelf for several seconds, he grabbed a book and tossed it at the group of humans. It landed at Johnny's feet and he picked it up. He looked at the front cover before flipping it open to a random page; he blinked in surprise, "classes... creatures... skills... this is D&D guys!"

"So he wants us to do what we were going to do anyways? Eh sure, fine I'll play this game," Brad shrugged.

"Wait, you're volunteering!?!" Was the group's collective response; except for Ryan who was now threatening to deck him in the face.

"Umm yeah, I mean we are talking to flippin' Discord here guys," he gestured towards the draconequus who just watched, grinning like his usual mad self. "A character from a show that shouldn't be standin- well, hovering there!"

"But it's Discord; he's like Q rolled together with Loki and just a dusting of Sheogorath!"

"This is a once in a lifetime experience guys! It's not like a mad god from another world is going to pop in next Tuesday!"

"That's the point," Ryan pounded his fist into his hand, "he's a mad god! Nothing is going to keep that Frankenstein's mon-" His rant was cut off as his mouth was quite literally zipped closed. 

"Now that he's shut up, I have an idea that will solve this little dilemma," Discord snapped his fingers and a red white and blue top hat appeared on his head, "why don't you all vote? All in favor raise their right hand while those against it raise their left."

Almost immediately, Brad's right hand and Ryan's left hand shot up. A few seconds later, Johnny raised his right followed soon by Miles. Rather hesitantly, Jake raised his left and and so did Dave.

"A tie!?" 

Discord grinned, "it seems that it comes down to me to decide."

"Are you kidding me," Ryan screamed again, his mouth being recently unzipped, "that is about as unbiased as Liberty Prime to Communism!"

"And I say that you shall play my game," he said, clapping his hands to an invisible fanfare as confetti burst out of nowhere. 

"Democracy in action right here," Dave groaned, "so if we are playing your damn game, what are our classes?"

"Oh, you gentleman already made that decision for me," and with Discord snapped his fingers and their clothing was replaced with rather archaic clothing and apparel. 

Dave's shirt was replaced with a chain shirt. His feet covered in steel boots while his hands were covered in steel gauntlets. A halberd appeared in one of hands.

Jake's clothing was replaced with a heavy iron armor and a large hammer appeared on his back.

Ryan found himself wearing a hooded dark cloak. A belt wrapped around his waist holding a sword in its sheath.

Miles now had a brown cloth shirt with a pair of bandoliers running across his chest; it's pockets carrying various bottles full of liquids. Around a belt with multiple pockets and a satchel on his side. 

Johnny was covered in a leather armor, a set of small pauldrons covered both his shoulders. A bandolier crossed his chest and he had a belt that was similar to Miles. On his back was a crossbow and it's quiver of bolts. He had a cloth hood that was currently casting hid face in shadows. 

Brad, however, his attire was the simplest but also the most bizarre. He wore a set of black hooded robes and some strange amulet. As if to accentuate the black of his robes, he was painted with a black ink that pulsed occasionally, spreading in swirling patterns and jagged runes across the his visible skin. 

They all looked down at their new attire with varying degrees of fascination; though Johnny's face looked like someone had slapped him in the face. 

"No... No! I change my vote! I don't wanna play your damn game!" He shouted, fear clearly evident in his voice and face. 

"Too late," Discord chuckled, "the ballots were cast and there is no recount!" 

Everyone just watched as Johnny quietly muttered to himself before sitting down on the ground and brought his knees up to his chest, holding them tight and started rocking slightly. 

"Okay...," Ryan looked at everyone else, "what the hell just broke him?" Jake who was still somewhat hiding behind him, yanked on his sleeve and whispered something in his ear. 

"Wait! You two are gunna-"

Jake simply nodded.

"Well, you seem to be taking it far better than him," he said, looking over at the still broken Johnny. 

Jake just shrugged.

After that, Dave looked back up at Discord, "I want some answers before we play your damn game."

He nodded, "but of course; ask away." 

"First, why the hell are you doing this? Second, why us? And third, where are we going?" 

"Well, I'm doing this because I'm bored. Being reformed doesn't allow much in the way of chaos and eventually doing the same stuff over and over just gets boring. Second, you bronies are always the most fun; always causing such a ruckus when I drop you chaps in Equestria. And well, I already answered the third question, you boys are going to equestria. Well, a version of Equestria; can't have you lot going about and messing with my home."

"Wait, you're sending us to Equestria!?" 

"Yes, and might I say that the night sky is utterly delightful." 

"What the hell does that mean?" Brad said, cocking his head and crossing his arms.

"Well, you'll all see in due time," Discord chuckled and snapped his fingers, causing the humans before him to disappear with a flash of light.

"Let the games begin," he laughed to himself before teleporting away to watch his entertainment unfold.