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Django is a young man in the prime of his life. He jokes, he plays, he smokes weed, he drinks, and he runs into problems with the law. When he and some of his friends get pulled into Equestria through a magical portal, he wants to get home. But as his friends know, he's a brony. This new world is perfect for him in every way imaginable, but he needs to get himself and his friends home. During his stay though, he starts getting to know a few of the locals and makes some new friends. This makes him question his desire to leave. Can he leave this great new world? Can he leave behind his new friends? Will he?

Chapters (20)
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Okay so quick question. WHAT that can't be it there's so much potential for more. So many shenanigans, so much psychosis. Please I really like this story.

2883011 Don't be so distressed man. I'm not promising anything, but I was planning on working on a few side stories for certain parts of this story.

Yes, you seem like you very much hated explaining it all to them.
Why, oh why, am I picturing you smiling like an idiot the whole time, then?

Well, the progress of the story was odd, and a lot of it didn't quite make much sense.
In fact, I disagreed with a lot of how things went down.
But all in all, still pretty enjoyable to read.

Oh my god.
I was laughing my ass of so hard :rainbowlaugh:

Cheers to u bro storyline is very well thought out

I wonder if there is Manechester for Manchester

I guess you could say that Django got.... *puts on shade* UNCHAINED from our reality

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH:yay:

SMG doesn't mean "small machine gun", it's "Sub Machine Gun". LMG, Light Machine Guns, are man-portable machine guns that fire rifle rounds at high rates of fire (and it is possible to melt/warp the barrel of the weapon). HMG, Heavy Machine Guns, are crew-served weapons, like the Ma-Duece, a .50 caliber machine gun that fires at 550 rounds per minute, if you are able to keep the barrel from warping, melting or cooking off it's ammo. Any regular rifle can accurately hit a target a five-hundred yards (I can do so with an M4, iron sights and while crouched, it's not that hard if you know what you're doing). Sniper rifles are designed for ranges in excess of 1,000 yards.

Was enjoying the fic until it turned into a Humans=Bastards fic. This story did not need to go there. In fact it took the fairly weak writing and made it worse. Bad move. Very bad move.

This fic...i like. Keep up the good work sir.

Nicely done I shall continue reading I like the work so far

You jerk how could you do that to twilight !

Well, it's raping time.

4242295 hot diggity damn, this is a smooth ass motherfucker! Getting all the waifus and shit

Wow, very engaging, right off the bat.

Twilight looked stunned, then she replied, "Me, stressed? Pffftt, I'm not stressed, I just have a lot of work that needs to be done, and my success or failure could possibly mean the end of Equestria as we know it," she said in a cheery tone, "so what's there to be stressed about?"

And my second comment, both celestia and twilight are written beautifully.

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