The Mad Tinker was a renowned mercenary among the Axle's underworld; known for his incredible reaction time and lethal speed. His dual, chained blades known as 'The BladeLock' struck terror into the hearts of all who beheld them. His face was never seen without his long, striped scarf and a pitch-black pair of huge welding goggles. His mere shadow sent criminals running from the fabled man. His skill was unrivaled, and he was never caught off guard... Until one fateful day, a powerful, forbidden relic of wars past was found and his entire world was unraveled around him. He awakes to find himself in a world that does not make any sense in the slightest. A place inhabited by mythical creatures, magical beings, and based upon, for some illogical reason, Friendship.

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I mean, really? Friendship?

WRITTEN OVER FIVE YEARS AGO
I wrote this probably in 2014 on another site and decided it was pretty low quality. But then I thought- eh, screw it. So! Here it is folks!

Don't judge. I hardly knew how to write creatively and not cringeworthy, cheesy stuff that only worked in my head.

How the mighty have fallen.

My descendants are weak shadows of myself easily summoned and easily banished by the mere emotions of these equine creatures that rule the land.

They are treated as mere pests that must be driven away before an infestation overwhelms a small village at worst.

Their true powers are lost to them after eons of disuse, and only retain the call of ice and snow to use against our prey.

Fear not Brethren, for your last elder brother has been freed, and I will restore our true home to its ageless glory.

The last place to retain the old ways of nature and beasts, if only at its core.

Our Everfree Forest of Wendigo

Just a cool little idea I had. Enjoy.

FEATURED: 2/12/19

The Meta, a murderous creature , the scourge of The Reds and Blues, and the ultimate amalgamation of man and machine, has died. Dragged off a cliff and drowning in the icy ocean below, what a dishonorable way to be killed. If he was going to die, he wanted to die in fair combat, by the hands of one who earned it. Not by three cowardly, tricky red soldiers and a wrecked Jeep.

But instead of giving into the cold embrace of the afterlife, he fought tooth-and-nail against Death itself.

He soon gains a second chance at life, though in an entirely new branch of reality.

So, here he is, in Equestria.

Red vs Blue crossover with My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Gore tag added just in case. I mean, the guy carries around a four-foot Knifel, what did you expect?