Life In The Wild (3)
Life In The Wild
While I may not have ever hunted before, I have definitely dissected, and I've also flayed fish, so when it came to carving the deer, I knew pretty well what I was doing. My claws are wonderful, they're like the perfect little knives, and made short work of it. Gilda went about draining it, while I gathered some leafy stuff and flint for a fire. I used to go camping all the time, and I've been to Indian reserves several times, as well as to geologist sites on class trips, so I know my way around nature. While I never could get the 'rub two sticks together' thing to work, I can tell rocks apart, and I know flint when I see it. There was a load of gravel at the base of the mountain, which, thanks to Minecraft, I know tends to have flint in it. I guess all that gravel is what wore the mountain smooth. I found a pair of fairly large pieces. It helps when you have hands, or claws. I'd never be able to pull it off with hooves.
I found my way back to Gilda, who had a little camp set up, some broken logs to sit on. I tossed a bunch of twigs and dry leaves in a small clearing. We didn't want to catch anything on fire. Sliding the rocks against each other, sparks came off, and the brush caught fire nicely.
"How'd you know how to do that?" She asked me.
"Same way I know everything else. Although this makes me think I wasn't a doctor. Maybe I'm a traveler. It would explain what I was doing in some badlands." She just smiled.
'Okay, she's DEFINITELY coming on to me. Then again, I am pretty awesome since I got here, and in the show, I saw a very distinct lack of males around. Probably at least a 70% female majority. Oh shit, she's probably looking at me as a potential mate. Well, I was El Virgino on Earth, nothing says that has to stay the same here. Back there, I was a loser with a chip on his shoulder. Here, I'm actually pretty cool. I must be cool, since Gilda won't hang around people she thinks are lame.'
"What ya thinking about?" She asked. I had been staring off into space while the meat cooked.
"Trying to remember stuff, it's not working. Who knows, maybe it's better this way. I feel... happy? And it feels unfamiliar. I mean, I've been happy before, I know I must have at some point, but this feels like true happiness, if that makes sense. And if that's the case, maybe I'd rather not remember." It was a crock of bull. I knew EXACTLY what happened, I just didn't want to remember. Maybe I'd get lucky and actually forget my past life.
"Well, ya still did good today. You killed a deer, all on your own, carved it, started a fire, and cooked the thing. Looks like you can handle yourself. See ya." She got up and started to leave.
'Wait! Don't go! I don't want to be aloooooone.'
"And just where the hell do you think you're going?" Whew, smooth.
"You don't need me any more, so I'm leaving, you got a problem with that?" She looked annoyed. Yes I have a problem with that. I'm tired, and I don't want to be all on my own anymore. Okay, so, I suppose I could just head south and go to Ponyville and use my feathers for unlimited hugs, but I don't think that pays well, and I can't live off the generosity of others forever. I need to figure out what the hell I'm doing.
"You're damn right I do. You're going to sit your ass down and eat some of this."
"You caught it, it's not right for me to eat it, since you did all the work."
'She has a sense of honour after all, I guess either she wasn't really all that bad, or my endless wit and charm is starting to rub off on her. After only two days.'
"Consider it pay back for saving my hide, and teaching me to fly." I smirked, or, what I thought was a smirk, given I have a beak and no lips. Although I still have teeth, inside my mouth, past the beak. Part bird, part lion. I guess rather than splitting at the chest some things are mixed.
"Who ever said I was gonna help you with that?" She demanded.
"Well, you saw how well my first attempt went. Since I'm crazy enough to try that again, I'm gonna need someone around to make sure I don't splatter myself on some rocks. Which means that I still need you. Nope, you saved my life, and now you've gotta take care of me. Don't like it, too bad." I said with as much attitude as possible. She laughed, sat down, grabbed a chunk of meat, and started eating. I did the same.
'MEAT! Sweet and savory MEAT! It tastes soooooo much better when you kill, carve, clean, and cook it yourself. I'm glad I'm not a pony, or I'd have to be vegetarian. And that would suck. Who can live without steak? This venison was delicious.' Between the two of us we ate half of it. We decided that we would split the other half tomorrow. When she argued, I told her that since she spotted it, it was half hers, and if she wouldn't take it I'd knock her out and strap it to her back. She got the picture, laughing again. We fell asleep next to a smoldering fire, bellies full.
The next day, my flying lessons began. She walked in front of me like Rainbow Dash when she was coaching Fluttershy on her cheering. *yay* She was in full coach mode. I caught on pretty quickly. After the day was over, I was already flying, albeit rather poorly. By flying, I mean I could go up, down, forward, turn myself slowly, and land in a way that didn't involve my face hitting the ground. Having seen birds close up, I knew how they moved their wings, and practiced the motions, getting helpful hints from Gilda. Even though I had never used mine before, they were fairly muscular. Given some practice, I would be as good a flyer as she was.
The excitement of being able to fly however, was fantastic.
We ate half the remaining meat. Instead of stuffing ourselves, we saved the other half for tomorrow, and we split it evenly.
"Well, ya taught me to fly. I really can take care of myself now. Here's your share of the meat. Thanks for everything. I guess I can let ya off the hook."
"You know, I could stick around." She said nervously.
"What? Won't I be tying you down? I thought you wanted to be alone out in some forsaken waste filled with dragons that want to make you a snack." Sarcasm really is my strong point.
"If you want me to go, then I'll just go!" She actually seemed hurt.
"Hey, I never said that. I actually happen to enjoy your company, despite your personality." Nice save on my part.
"Well, what will you do?" She asked curiously.
"Well, considering my knowledge and skill set, I was probably a traveler. I guess I'll do that again. See the world with my own eyes. I mean, I've got nothing to tie me to this place."
"What, so you can end up half dead without your memories again?" She said sarcastically. We really are two sides of the same coin.
"That won't happen if I have a travel partner." I said, raising an eyebrow at her. She just smiled back, then scowled.
"I'm gonna end up saving your tail again, aren't I?"
"Yep."
A lot of Griffin's past is my own. I got bullied, but not to that degree. I've never been to an internet café, but I've been in one, I just went inside to see what it was like, but I was in a hurry and had to leave. As for the survival stuff, yeah, it's true. I really have been to Indian reserves, as well as geology sites. The rest is just common knowledge. It isn't? Oh, well, it is for someone with my interests. The bullies left me alone after I started giving them the Vulcan neck pinch, except it was a stab with two fingers. Much more effective. Some of the other stuff is actually from a guy I know from school, who got picked on even more than me, but again, nobody trying to kill him. It was elementary school, and the guys harassing HIM were teenagers. OMG, An OC X Gilda ship? Yes.
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246382 I'm actually NEVER going to talk about what happened in the café ever again. It's over. I'm never going to explain it. It's just 'Cosmic powers', and I'm leaving it at that. Shits and giggles. Titty sprinkles. Whatever you wanna call it.
*Edit*
Changed my mind. Since this went into the whole 'Chess game' thing, eventually, Griffin is gonna find out who his sponsor/player is.
246397Yay~!Titty Sprinkles!
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That would be the best pony name ever...
only on chapter three and i can't stop reading.. bravo!!
*clicks next chapter*
MINECRAFTERS!!!
TONGIHT!
WE MINE!
IN a land next to equestria? dunno but you get the idea...
Awesum :D
One thing though, the story seem to be progressing extremely fast,
i feel this story deserves more detail
I'm three chapters in already, and I just know I'll have an amazing time reading this story. And the fact that there's so many chapters to read.....
I also read The Ballad, by Rust, an excellent story. But I have always preferred griffin stories, they're so damn cool!
Hmm... Again with my critiquing, you seem to have a lot of telling rather than showing in this chapter in regards to his(?) skill set. in the span of three paragraphs you lay out just as many, if not more skills that the character has, and you just say why.
Just an FYI, watch out for that in the future as it makes the text feel choppy sometimes...
Other than that, still liking what I see.
"There was a load of gravel at the base of the mountain, which, thanks to Minecraft, I know tends to have flint in it."
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"El Virginio" LOOOOOOOOL
The chapters are a bit short, needs more describy things. Love love love the story, started this after I read the crossover with Echo's story and yours does not dissapoint!!!
I argree with everypony else in that the story needs more description and to slow down. Great story though!
641834 I saw that picture and busted out laughing. What sucks is that I'm in my school computer lab. Everyone else is staring at me like I'm crazy!
Recede osores! that means "Begone haters!" in Latin.
*shtzzzzzzzzzz* "Huston, we have Gary Stu."
Favoriting now, for Gilda.
246397 You know, there's a phrase for describing what happened in the cafe.
"It's magic. I ain't gotta explain shit."
Direct Minecraft reference?
ALL MY YES.
A lot of Griffin's past is my own. I got bullied, but, to a much more severe degree. I've been to an internet café . As for the survival stuff, yeah, it's true. I really have been to Indian reserves, as well as geology sites. The rest is just common knowledge. It isn't? Oh, well, it is for someone with my interests.
i pretty much copied and pasted here while editing a little bit but its my life
877031 I feel your pain. Bro-hoof?
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Have bro-hoof.
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641834 Quite.
774662 The amount of times people could use this remark, not even funny
747953 Even if she was a total crack in that episode, i've got a spot for her. Who knows? She could turn out awesome canon. SEASON 3 AWAITS
641834 Quite.
774662 The amount of times people could use this remark, not even funny
747953 Even if she was a total crack in that episode, i've got a spot for her. Who knows? She could turn out awesome canon. SEASON 3 AWAITS
Yey
!!! Minecraft actually has practical uses in life!!! 
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Milky Way's mother?
Well, at least they are both of the same species.
1183917 yeah, i was stuck in a forrest once and i remembered in minecraft that you can punch trees to get firewood, really helpful
Aww, I feel sorry for you. Having been bullied at school. Everyone in my sixth grade class knows I'm a brony and they dont try to beat me, just pick on me. Just a somethin' ta say to ya.
Oh and, awesome story. I'm liking it so far.
3817940 Also, you can punch trees and make a house of them.
3952127 No one knows I'm a brony cause the people at my school aren't as caring as the people at yours. A kid admitted he was a brony 2 grades up. Came to school a few weeks later with a broken leg and cut arm.
4557156 a gave back what people threw at me, ten fold, with burning hate as hot as the sun.
WELL....... sigh looks like im reading this now too with this on my list i think i have about 100000 words stacked up for me to read including the sequal and considering in banned from the computer and phone.............. this may take some time but no worries i downloaded all of the chapters so i could put them on my google drive and read at school. I really have no life do i. Actully i have a small life but i am avoiding it for my books some person i am. OMG I LOST TRACK too lazy to check this so i love your book alot but fuck there is alot too it and i am reading other things too sooo it will be what let me think with out computer and phone i say 6 months till i cautch up to you in the sequal so dont stop writing i want to cautch up to you unfinished
Your story looks great! Definitively will read.
Gilda is best bitchlike griffon. Lol don't hurt me.
Edit (like fifty-bajillion years later): I kinda made myself angry at me cause Gilda is my favorite griffon named Gilda.
5950053 a character with a decent amount of bitch is super funny. gilda is funny as hell
5646424 only 100,000? Pretty sure my reading list is at about 2,000,000 at the moment. I just keep adding things....
Very interesting story so far, good work.
So, I'm gonna say what you've probably heard a ton in early comments of this story, and I hope it gets fixed later on. Your OC seems to be a bit of a gary stu. He's great at fighting, I mean he took on a three v one? And one of the guys had a knife? I don't believe that. Anyways, he also has a personality and mindset that don't allow for insecurities. And to top it all off he knows how to survive, had no hesitation to kill a live deer when he's never killed before. Now, don't think this is all hate, I do like the premise of your story so far. But, the start is a bit shaky. You have a cool world that you described decently well, though I hope we get more detail in that department if he is travelling with Gilda. Also the fact that you took a cliche'd type of story and kind of added your own thing to it is cool. I also don't dislike your character, but he does need some downsides to him, otherwise he is very much a Gary Stu and that makes for a boring story, in most cases. I do like him because he reminds me of, well, me. I'm a snarky guy who is well experienced when it comes to fighting, and I know how to survive. But I do have my insecurities. Just saying. I will continue to read, in hopes that it gets better.
PS. I don't comment often, so don't expect these types of comments often. unless you do something good or horrible.
So much to the 'she sees me as a potential mate'!
The Romance is a little too fast for my taste.
Just my opinion.
6685470 how weak are you if beating up a couple drunk teens is as hard as kicking Discord's tail?
Must... Read... More...
Tried to sing this. "CHEESE, GLORIOUS CHEESE!" But there were two to many words XD
The "Vulcan neck jab" as I paraphrase off you, is much more effective with a palm-edge strike. Hit the sweet spot and they're paralyzed for thirty seconds or so.
Though they do tend to lose control of certain bodily functions of you hit both sides....
6911871 you are the embodiment of your image, every comment i have seen from you just screams Kenpachi Zaraki
Already? Well, fuck me. Shit goes fast in Equestria.
7896397 when you're a predator everything goes fast
Just starting this and there are some curious choices here.
Police often don't care about bullying, though they are often very interested in stabbing or attempted stabbing.
But then he meets an off duty isekai delivery truck driver, so I suppose it doesn't matter.
"911. What is your emergency?"
"Stabbing incident. Police and ambulance are needed at (such and such). Attacker is still on scene."
"Right away sir."
So... I find myself wondering if Griffin is unaware of this, or (over) cynically believes otherwise, or he comes from some strange world where stabbing someone is a slap on the wrist offense.
Um... That hunt seems off. Animals scream and struggle to avoid death, and anything big enough to feed two griffons is going to weigh more than any one of them, so no way is he going to hold something that big down via his weight alone. Talons also aren't really designed for running, or cutting but stabbing and grip. That maybe nitpicky, but given how little description we get, what we do get comes under extra scrutiny.
As to shipping? He's a nerd. What does he know about girls coming on to people?
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You'll find it's often best not to question things in this one.
The spark of love begins