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Tail Spin's Friendship Lesson [PTFG, Abandoned}
By FajitasAnonCreated: 18th December 2020 12:36:55 AM
- >It was about 2 years ago, or at least that's how their calendars work
- >You were Anonymous F. Aggot, one of the many horsefuckers that your favorite chinese spyware forum contains from the world
- >And today has been a great day, you've actually accomplished some things
- >The gas station you applied for a while back finally called you back to tell you that you start next monday
- >You convinced your dad to put off kicking you out for another few months
- >You made real, audible connection with a girl and she didn't run away
- >And you found a site to watch your secret autism of cute ponies that won't give your computer turbo-AIDS
- >It's late, and time to sit down and relax with some pony before bed
- >That's what you would think, before you notice this big ass fly on your monitor
- >Gross
- >You follow your first instinct to squish the little bastard, and your hand slips through the screen
- >You panic at first, you can't afford a new monitor this quickly
- >Then you realize that the screen's not damaged, it's more like an open window
- >If an open window was also connected to a weak vacuum that's getting stronger
- >By the time you get over your bewilderment of unexplained portals, you start to notice that your hand on the inside isn't a hand
- >It's some sort of marshmallow-looking ultramarine lump
- >Did you mention that the pull from inside was getting stronger?
- >Because you can't pull your arm out any more
- >Grabbing the side of the monitor with your free hand does little to give you extra leverage
- "What the fuck?"
- >The pull keeps growing, and more and more of you slips through
- >You're up to your shoulder now, and you're still not quite sure what's happening
- "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
- >Now is a pretty good time to panic
- >Unfortunately, panicking doesn't solve anything, and causes you to lose your grip on your side of the monitor
- >Your entire upper body slips through before you catch yourself with your knees, and you realize what is happening
- >You've fallen asleep at some point, and Mr. Sandman has some weird shit in store for you
- >That's the only reasonable explanation for your whole body tingling and the round blue thing obscuring your vision
- >You turn your head to see that your upper half has become more rounded, and there's two half-formed protrusions on your back
- >And you're covered in that same blue you saw on what used to be your hand
- >The pull grows even stronger, and your knees slip off the side of your computer screen
- >You're practically thrown away from the little window back to your word onto the ground
- >At least the drop isn't too far, only like twelve, thirteen feet down
- >Sideways in your world is down here, you guess
- >Ow fuck, falling hurts
- "Ow fuck"
- >Your landing is far from perfect, but at least there's grass to break your fall
- >Could've been stone
- >You try to stand up, but your slightly battered body keeps falling over
- >Instead, you get on all fours
- >This really shouldn't feel as natural as it does
- >You try to get your bearings, and take a look around you
- >There's a forest off to your left, a town to your right, and looking up you can't see the cosmic window back to your room anymore
- >Giving yourself a much needed once over while you're at it, you find out that you've turned into a pony
- >An ultramarine pegasus with a less saturated blue mane, to be exact
- >You don't have a cutie mark, but that's to be expected
- >You didn't have anything you'd consider a specific talent
- >Well, it's time to find out what's in that town
- >Don't want to leave your dream's whims waiting
- >It's another in Equestria, and you are the pegasus known as [spoiler]Anonymous[/spoiler] Tail Spin
- >Your dream was never a dream, you really got sucked into your computer
- >You tried to convince other ponies of what happened to you at first, but eventually gave up
- >At least you learned to fly, which has been your passion since the incident
- >You've flown across almost the entire continent, visiting everywhere you can
- >You never stay too long in one place, though
- >Just long enough to see some sights, eat some food, make some bits, and get directions to your next destination
- >You've avoided Canterlot, however
- >You really do not want to find out the princess' stances on what could be construed as illegal immigration
- >Life is as good as you could make it
- >You still are bitter that this all happened just as things started looking up for you back home
- >You've directed this bitterness at these ponies, and it doesn't help you make any friends
- >It's not like they weren't agreeable or friendly, you just didn't like the constant reminders that you're stuck here
- >You still haven't found where your window to home went
- >And you absolutely refuse to make a new home here
- >Still holding on to that vain hope you'll be able to get back
- >Even if you don't remember how to walk on two legs, the taste of meat, or the sounds of early-morning cars going to work
- >This kind of thinking is starting to bum you out
- >You're getting tired of aerial wandering, too
- >That combination says that the nearest field suitable for napping has your name on it
- >Looking down, you see that pretty much everywhere below you fits the bill
- >Landing, you see a forest way far off to your left, a town that looks more like a glorified light speck to your right.
- >Reminds you of when you first got here, and gets your hopes up
- >You crush your hopes again when you don't see anything out of the ordinary in the sky
- >Well, at least this grass is comfier than the last field
- "Maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow's another day."
- >You don't believe in your words anymore, but you say them anyway as you let yourself fall asleep
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