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Thing for NMP thread (Hellanon)

By wayofthewaningsun
Created: 2021-06-18 00:06:23
Expiry: Never

  1. 1.
    >You are Anon.
  2. 2.
    >And up until two months ago you were just wasting away at a simple job as a park ranger of the National Park Service.
  3. 3.
    >It was a nice job for all intents and purposes, but lacked any real chance for making it big.
  4. 4.
    >You weren’t going to complain however.
  5. 5.
    >The job after all paid the bills and kept a roof over your head, and let’s not forget the free time during work where all you did was ride around the large expanse of land owned by the government.
  6. 6.
    >Sometimes you’d happen across some hikers and relay any information about what to watch out for or give advice on where to camp.
  7. 7.
    >But that was your life up until the world turned on its head two long months ago.
  8. 8.
    >”Mr. Secretary, you have a meeting with the representative from the Department of Energy at four.”
  9. 9.
    >Your assistant, a nice old lady smiled and placed a handful of paperwork on the less cluttered portion of the desk before leaving.
  10. 10.
    “Uh, thanks.”
  11. 11.
    >Frantically you moved the bundles of paperwork across your desk in a vain attempt at finding your planner.
  12. 12.
    >One of these days you were going to get through all this stuff.
  13. 13.
    >You’re probably curious now as to what happened two months ago by now so I won’t leave you in suspense.
  14. 14.
    >You see, two months ago strange creatures began appearing throughout the planet and everything changed.
  15. 15.
    >They called themselves “ponies” and came from a world where magic and just about everything talked.
  16. 16.
    >But they were visitors with a purpose.
  17. 17.
    >Theirs was a world where females outnumbered males by a sizeable margin.
  18. 18.
    >So naturally Magic + lonely females = way to acquire dick
  19. 19.
    >At first the numbers of males disappearing without a trace was miniscule, the government had bigger fish to fry so they ignored it.
  20. 20.
    >About a week later it became a problem that couldn’t be simply swept under the carpet any longer.
  21. 21.
    >Men began vanishing by the thousands every day.
  22. 22.
    >Investigations were launched by every investigative agency around the world.
  23. 23.
    >What they found was truly terrifying.
  24. 24.
    >These mares would appear, promise a life without any further problems and love to a male, then vanish.
  25. 25.
    >With every passing week more and more men vacated planet earth, choosing a life in the unknown.
  26. 26.
    >You however never got a visit from an alien equine.
  27. 27.
    >That’s about the gist of it.
  28. 28.
    >So why weren’t you in a cozy little ranger station in the woods anymore?
  29. 29.
    >The answer is actually really simple, they didn’t have anyone else for the position.
  30. 30.
    >More precisely just about everyone between your low position as a simple park ranger and the Secretary of the Interior was gone.
  31. 31.
    >How’s that for career mobility.
  32. 32.
    >One day you were sitting eating a cup of noodles in the Ranger Station, and the next you’re in a snazzy office in Washington.
  33. 33.
    >Leaning back in the overly-expensive seat you ran your hand through your hair out of exhaustion.
  34. 34.
    >At least things couldn’t get any worse.
  35. 35.
    >Almost as if the universe itself had heard your internal remark and decided to give you a big ‘ole fuck you, your phone began to vibrate.
  36. 36.
    >It was probably another reminder for a meeting.
  37. 37.
    >That’s all your life was now, a meeting after fucking meeting, day in and day out.
  38. 38.
    >Cursing loudly you picked up your phone and looked at the screen.
  39. 39.
    >You wished at that moment you hadn’t.
  40. 40.
    >It was a message about the middle-east.
  41. 41.
    “I want to say I don’t get paid enough to deal with this, but that would be a lie.”
  42. 42.
    >Standing up you picked up your jacket off the back of the chair and headed out.
  43. 43.
    >The boss-lady wanted all Department Heads in her office and you hated being the last one there.
  44. 44.
     
  45. 45.
    >”This is no longer a problem we can be lax about.”
  46. 46.
    >The President of the United States looked between all the people gathered in the briefing room.
  47. 47.
    >Even that weird guy in charge of Agriculture who was trying to sneak some sips from a flask he kept in his coat.
  48. 48.
    >You fiddled with a pen.
  49. 49.
    >After all you were just the secretary of the Interior, none of this shit even mattered to your department.
  50. 50.
    >”We now have confirmed reports that over eighty percent of the men in the middle-east have been transplanted.”
  51. 51.
    >Murmurs erupted as everyone turned to each other to whisper their opinions.
  52. 52.
    >”We managed to gain some intelligence that another country in the world these ‘ponies’ occupy are facing male shortages and have gladly accepted them.”
  53. 53.
    >There goes the war on terror.
  54. 54.
    >And a slice of your budget.
  55. 55.
    >”This other country is occupied by sapient sheep and goat like creatures.”
  56. 56.
    >You can’t be fucking serious.
  57. 57.
    >But judging by the look on the President’s face, she was.
  58. 58.
    >”As of right now any pony sighted is to be automatically detained. Any attempt to leave with a man is to be considered an act of war.”
  59. 59.
    >More murmurs erupted at the proclamation.
  60. 60.
    >Raising your hand you waited to be acknowledged.
  61. 61.
    >Almost as if sensing that there was a question the steely eyes of the United States first female President locked in on you.
  62. 62.
    >”This isn’t a classroom Mr. Mouse, speak.”
  63. 63.
    “How are you going to detain them if they can just teleport away?”
  64. 64.
    >It was a simple question and honestly you felt sort of stupid for asking it, but you did.
  65. 65.
    >The president’s gaze narrowed then quickly changed to one of anger.
  66. 66.
    >”FUCK!”
  67. 67.
    >You guessed they didn’t bother to ask themselves that question.
  68. 68.
     
  69. 69.
     
  70. 70.
    ***CURRENT MALE PERCENTAGE ON PLANET EARTH: 35%***
  71. 71.
     
  72. 72.
    >Driving home used to take you hours before.
  73. 73.
    >Mainly due to the congestion that is DC traffic.
  74. 74.
    >But now, it was almost a ghost town. Sure, there were still cars on the road, but lack of mechanics was starting to show more and more.
  75. 75.
    >Fortunately your dad taught you everything you would ever need to know about how to fix a car.
  76. 76.
    >Pulling up to the gated community door you flashed your identification to the female guard.
  77. 77.
    >”How was your day Anon?”
  78. 78.
    >Lori, the slightly chubby guard gave her best smile when she saw you.
  79. 79.
    >She was one of the good ones.
  80. 80.
    >Her husband was an accountant and the two have been happily married for almost twenty years.
  81. 81.
    >They couldn’t afford the place in this neighborhood but were still happy just being together.
  82. 82.
    >Some marriages made it like that, many more however weren’t so lucky.
  83. 83.
    “Managed to not piss off everybody so far.”
  84. 84.
    >”Well you need to step up your game sweetie. You know you aren’t doing your job right if they don’t try to kill you at least once a week.”
  85. 85.
    “I’d prefer it if there weren’t any attempts on my life, ever.”
  86. 86.
    >With a wave you drove through the now opened gate.
  87. 87.
    >Yours was a neighborhood of the privileged.
  88. 88.
    >A big step up from your one bedroom apartment before.
  89. 89.
    >Most people residing here belonged to the political and economic elite.
  90. 90.
    >Generals, Politicians, and CEO’s of companies all owned homes here, away from the strife of the outside world.
  91. 91.
    >Turning the corner you saw your house.
  92. 92.
    >A Two-story Victorian with a white picket fence, garage, and…
  93. 93.
    >And your neighbor passed out on your lawn.
  94. 94.
    >Again.
  95. 95.
    >Every fucking day with this guy.
  96. 96.
    >Pulling into your driveway you stepped out of your car and walked up to the passed-out individual that could be considered a frien- acquaintance.
  97. 97.
    “George, wake up. You passed out outside again.”
  98. 98.
    >George W. Bush former President and connoisseur of the drink nursed a bottle of Jim Beam.
  99. 99.
    >Nudging him with your foot earned you a groan from the gray-haired man.
  100. 100.
    >”No Dick, no, I don’t want to speak to congress again.”
  101. 101.
    >Shaking your head at the sleep talking man you opted to just let him sleep this one off.
  102. 102.
    >Walking to your door you spared one more look at the man before heading inside.
  103. 103.
    >No sooner had you closed the door did you realize something was off.
  104. 104.
    >Perhaps it was the fact that there was a light coming from your kitchen.
  105. 105.
    >Or that it smelled like something was being cooked.
  106. 106.
    >And a sweet melodic tone coming from where the light and smell originated.
  107. 107.
    >Nervously you took one step forward, then another, and before you knew it you were pressed up against the wall right outside the kitchen.
  108. 108.
    >The voice was sweet and gentle and carried through the air almost magically.
  109. 109.
    >It was a miracle you could hear it over your pounding heart.
  110. 110.
    >Craning your head slightly you peaked into the kitchen to see who the home intruder was.
  111. 111.
    >What you saw made you nearly faint.
  112. 112.
    >Spoon in her mouth, a pony floated over a pot stirring its contents.
  113. 113.
    >Her wings flapped lazily.
  114. 114.
    >Like a scene out of the movies her head turned and your eyes met.
  115. 115.
    >The spoon dropped out of her mouth as she gasped.
  116. 116.
    >”It’s you! They told me I should just wait here for you at your home, but I was worried that it might seem rude and they were just playing a prank on me.”
  117. 117.
    >The yellow pony floated carrying on while you could only stare in confusion.
  118. 118.
    >This wasn’t real.
  119. 119.
    >There was no way this could be real.
  120. 120.
    >”They told me that I would find my special somepony this way, but I almost didn’t believe it.”
  121. 121.
    >You’re not sure if you believed it.
  122. 122.
    >Holding out her hoof you saw a small gem begin to glow before everything turned white from light that it emitted.
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  124. 124.
    >In the years to come society changed.
  125. 125.
    >Women speak of the times before when men and women cohabitated together.
  126. 126.
    >But women took men for granted because they didn’t believe there was anything in existence that could challenge their grasp on men.
  127. 127.
    >Then creatures from another world came and took the men away.
  128. 128.
    >Not all of them, but enough to destroy what took centuries to build.
  129. 129.
    >The world didn’t end.
  130. 130.
    >It however changed.
  131. 131.
    >For the better or worse depends on the person asking the question.
  132. 132.
    >And in a far-off land, in a small cottage surrounded by trees and various animals two happy souls sat together, holding each other on a couch.

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Thing for NMP thread (Hellanon)

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