Markiplier In Equestriaby xXCondemnedSoulXxChaptersConfound these ponies...My Name's Markipony.At the Park.Through the Creases.The Lunar Games.Straight through the Heart.I'm Markin' your story.Confound these ponies...Hello, my name is Mark Fischbach, but on youtube I’m known as Markiplier. I come from the city of Cincinnati, Ohio. But I just came from a short “Vacation”, but I’ll get to that in a moment. For now, I’m just going to tell you about the worst day of my life, which in fact, happened yesterday. I’ve gotten mail from fans, and after playing and “finishing” SPC Containment Breach with the My Little Pony mod, my fans began to send me gifts like plastic dolls of ponies, stickers of them, everything. I’ve even gotten drawings on how I would look if I ‘were’ a pony. Creepy right? Ha ha.. don’t worry, it gets better. Anyways, I was just finishing up one of my streams of mail videos and I noticed that I had forgotten to open a box, though it wasn’t entirely my fault given that it must have slipped under the bed while I was opening gifts, but that’s not important. What is important was that it was a different kind of gift. Normally, the gifts would either come in envelopes, or big hulking boxes. This one was different though. It was wrapped in spotted wrapping paper with a lacey blue ribbon tied around. At first I thought it was nice that it came the way it did, but then something felt off. I reached under the bed and snatched it out from under it and stood back to my feet. I took the puny box within my Huge muscles and walked over to my desk. I examined it for a bit and found that there were no sign of address codes, names, nothing. I found it odd, and something began to feel off about the whole situation. I thought to myself,‘What is this? It is a Bomb?!’ but then I put the joking aside for a moment and chuckled a bit,‘Nah, they wouldn’t do that to me. Yet.’ I began to unwrap the gift and as the lacy ribbon slung over the edge, I began to tear away the spotted wrapping paper. As everything fell away, all that was left was a small white box, closed with a bit of duct tape. “Ah.. they’re gonna kill me with all this wrapping..” I grabbed my trusty scalpel and made a quick incision across the top and the tape came loose. “Aha!” I cried as I finally was able to view the contents of the box. As I pulled the flaps open, I found two things inside. One, a flowery scented letter and the other a small pink mustache. “Nice.” I said with a smile. I turned back to the letter and pulled it out of the box. I flipped it open and began to read: Dearest Mark, My name is Pinkie Pie and I would really, really, really like to meet you. But unfortunately, Twilight has told me that I can’t go into your world to visit you... I pulled myself away from the letter and stopped reading for a moment. “Ha.. you guys are funny. Sending a letter from that pink pony to me, what’s next? That rainbow one?” I called out from within my room, to no one in particular. “What was her name... Rainbow... rainbow.. something. Yeah.. Rainbow something.” I turned back to the letter and continued reading,“Alright miss “Pinkie Pie”, if that Is your real name...” I can’t come into your world, but you can come in mine! It would be super duperly uper if you could, we could hang out, bake together, go to the park, anything we wanted! With the help of Twilight’s magic and a touch of Princess Celestia’s, you can! Inside this box, you’ll find a small Markiplier signature “Wilfred Warfstach” mustache. Go on, put it on! Thanks for reading my letter, I can’t wait for your next amazing video! ~Pinkie Pie, of Ponyville. “Oh yeah, because this tells me everything about the stache, well, let’s check it out.” I put the letter down onto my desk and grabbed the pinkie stache and held it an inch away from my face as I examined it further. As I rotated the small pink mustache in front of me, observing it from all sides, I began to notice something very interesting. It seemed to be giving off a strange dim glow. “Aha! Sweet. A glow in the dark pink stache!” I got up and ran to turn off the lights, and as they flicked off, the light in the room was replaced by darkness. And I noticed the mustache I held in my hand wasn’t glowing either. “Ah.. Damn lying mustaches..” I flicked the lights back on and sat myself back down at my desk. I examine the professional craftsmanship of the pink stache, it had been made of some type of strange wood.“Well, it’s a fairly well made stache, I can’t deny that.” I set it down onto the desk and looked to the clock, it read ‘10:37 pm’ and I thought it’d be a good time to call it a night. I stood from the chair and strode me and my massive muscles over to the bed. The covers and pillows felt softer than ever. I buried my handsomeness within the sheets and slowly began falling asleep. I must have been out for quite a bit, but not too long as when I pulled my head away from the pillow, I eyed my alarm clock. It read,‘12:43 am.’ I let out a frustrated groan and removed myself away from the comfort of my bed to retrieve a drink from my fridge in the kitchen. Upon arriving before my fridge, I found a smirk plastered across my face as I said,“I’m tired of this long distance relationship. Fridge, you’re coming with me to my room... someday.” I grabbed the juice jug and placed it on the counter, then I retrieved a glass from the cupboard. I shortly returned to the comforts of my bedroom after I had finished quenching my thirst and noticed something different about my room. The bed was still a mess, yes. My clothes were neatly tossed into a small pile on the floor, as much expected. But the thing that was different was that my computer was on. “Hmm?” I hummed to myself in a questionable manner. I strode over to the computer chair and sat myself down and turned my attention to the screen. “I turned you off, though I do have a terrible habit of turning a lot of things on..” I let off a toothy grin and lightly chuckled to myself. “Ok.. why are you on.” I calmly said to myself. It turns out I just received an email from one of my many adoring fans, though something was different about this one. It only said a couple of words. “Put on the stache.” I thought about the request and hummed to myself for a brief moment. “Well, I could...” I took the stache in hand and got my camera ready. “Gotta have proof for my fans so they can see this remarkable stache, I wonder if whoever made this would like to sell them? hmm..” I thought about it for a moment and gave myself a little laugh,“Too bad miss “Pinkie Pie” Isn’t from around here.” As I placed the stache against my upper lip, I was about to take the picture when something odd happened. The stache locked to my lip and as I tried to wedge it away from my face, it began to glow brighter and brighter. It gave off a constant buzzing sound and as the sound grew more and more ear tearing, I gave off a loud cry. “Oh! No no no no no no no NO! Why why why why why WHY WHY WHY!” As my cries faded, so did my vision. Everything faded into blackness. It felt as if it had been an eternity of desolate pitch black but I soon began to see the smallest ball of light. As I stared at it, it seemed to grow bigger and brighter. Soon the overbearing darkness was replaced with the shining light and shapes and figures began to reveal themselves. Once vision seemed to clear and my mind began to grow more aware of my surroundings, I found that the world seemed to be.. cartoony. I was standing beside a tree, it seemed to be two dimensional but as I walked myself around it, I found that it was actually a whole three dimensions. I looked away from the tree and gazed at the rest of the world surrounding me. All matching the tree, colorful, vibrant and bright. Almost too much so. I found a few silhouettes in the far distance of the horizon and found that the figures seemed to be walking on all fours. “Alright, creepy 3D cartoon tree and ominous dark figures in the distance.. alright... not creepy at all.” I gave a nervous cough and sat down on my rump in the soft grass and sat myself into the fetal position. “It’s ok Mark, you haven’t gone insane.. not yet, I hope..” I chanted to myself as I rocked my body back and forth. I heard the rustling of leaves and turned my attention back towards the tree I had seen just a moment ago and stared at it, trying to find the source of the rustling. That was when a impossibly fast pink blur lunged from the top of the tree and tackled me to the ground. “HI!” The voice was feminine but it didn’t matter. I didn’t open my eyes after I hit the ground, I just instinctively pushed the pouncing figure off of me and began running for my life. As I ran for safety, I summoned my manhood from bottom to top and cried out from the top of my lungs, “RRRRAAAAWWWWWWWNNN!!!!!!!” As I shot through the field, I began to approach a small town. I didn’t bother to stop and examine my current situation, because as I ran, I could hear footsteps coming from close behind. Fueling my adrenaline. I quickly approached the first building I could reach and began pulling on the door in an attempt to open it,“It’s not a pull!” I yelled. I quickly changed tactics and pushed on the door as I held on the doorknob. The door flung open and I slammed it behind me, locking it into place. I shot to the corner of the room with a chair in hand to defend myself from the bright pink assaulter,“Stay back! I have a chair!” I heard light knocks on the door then deafening silence. From behind the wooden door, a loud and echoing voice called out out to someone. “RAINBOW DASH!” With those short words, a roaring sound could be heard as something rocketed overtop the house. The roaring never seemed to cease but it slowly began to fade into the distance as time passed. The voice called from the other side of the door once again, but this time directed at me,“Get ready Mark! This’ll be fun!” I questioned the voices idea of fun when the sound of roaring began to near once more. With a grand and catastrophic boom, another blur, blue this time, shot through the ceiling and then a bright white light blinded my vision as it made contact with the wooden flooring. As my vision slowly began to return, I found that the house had been completely destroyed and dust filled the air. With the chair I held in hand, I directed it towards the cyan blur once more and shook in fear. “I said stay back! I have a chair and I’ll shove it up your ass if I have to!” As the dust seemed to settle, the blur began to take shape, and then it was shortly accompanied with the pink blur as well. They both began to take form and I slowly lowered the chair in disbelief. “Ponies!?” I asked myself. I noticed the pink one as the all too memorable Pinkie Pie, terror of my nightmares after I finished my modded let’s play. I tried not to blink and kept her within my field of vision as I turned to the other blue pony. If the name Pinkie called earlier was this one, then that means... “Stay back!” I cowered behind the chair and slowly edged my way over towards the door. They held confused expressions as they stared at me. Rainbow tried to take a step towards me but I stopped her in her tracks as I yelled once more. “Ah! Nope! You stay right where you are and.. just... stay....” I tightly gripped my left hand around the chair and the door knob within the other. I quickly opened the door and edged myself out of it with the chair still in hand. I closed the door behind me and gazed back towards the destroyed home once again, but then something made my mind drift. The walls were gone, so why did I bother to leave through the door? I placed my hand against my face in agitation and tried to back away from the residence, trying to make sure they wouldn’t follow me. As the house faded into the distance, I figured it was a good enough time to turn around. With the turn of my gaze, two figures stood behind me. Waiting. “Took you long enough.” Said Pinkie Pie. “Yeah it did, you egghead!” The blue pony held an irritated look. I took a step back and just felt all motivation to run away die. “How long have you two been following me?” I asked. The pink pony spoke up. “Well, you closed the door and started to space out or something for a moment. Me and Rainbow Dash walked out of the side of the house and followed you, but since we were behind you, and your back was facing away from the house, you followed us instead!” “What?” I gave a few uncomfortable laughs of disbelief,“What?!” //////////////// After a bit of explanation, Pinkie told me where I was, why I was here, and how long I would be here for. A mere twenty-four hours and then I would return home, to my world. My life. Only twenty-three hours left to go I suppose. And within an hours time, I woke up inside a new world, chased miles by ponies and witnessed the utter destruction of a house. Within one hours time.... This is going to be one long day... Author's Note Hope you are enjoying this little adventure and if you seek to redirect and correct some flaws within my story, send me a quick PM. And with that said, I will see you! in the next chapter... Byebye! Keep it cool, Condemned. My Name's Markipony.Since it was late, or more so early in the morning, I thought it would be a good time as any to get something to eat. Pinkie and Rainbow dash lead me down to this impossible house looking place. The roof and walls of the building were made of gingerbread, frosting and candy. All I could do was stare. My jaw was hanging in disbelief. “What?” I asked with a slight laugh as I spoke. The pink pony looked to me and smiled. “Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! This is where you come to get goodies and stuff like that!” The ever present smile that seemed to be in embedded into the small ponies face was extremely creepy. But it was more welcoming than the rainbow one. They both lead me inside and I browsed all the baked goods. Pies, cakes, cupcakes, candies of all different shapes and sizes. All kinds of goodies were there but not one sight of anything healthy. As I watched through the glass at all the sweets, I spoke aloud as I pressed my face against the glass,“I’m gonna get so fat!” Pinkie went behind the counter and stood in front of me. “So, what would you like Mark? Don’t worry about having to pay, it’s all on me!” She stated with a smile and a small chuckle. A toothy grin cut across my face and I said with a hint of interest,“It’s all free, huh?” I began pointing at everything I saw that looked good, which seemed to be almost everything, but the thing that caught my eye more than anything were the smallest baked goods in the store. They were small, square and covered in delicious cheesy goodness. “CHEEZ-ITS!” I cried happily as I pressed my face harder against the glass, that separated me from all that cheesy goodness. Pinkie gave a small chuckle as she watched me and my fit of happiness and said,“I knew you’d like them, normally we wouldn’t stock something like this but I made them myself just for your visit!” She opened the case and grasped the platter within her jaw, after she placed the plate full of the golden treats on the counter. They shone underneath the heat lamps and I could feel something overcome me. Utter completeness. “Enjoy!” She smiled at me and turned back to Rainbow and they talked to each other for the time being, but that didn’t matter. Not now anyway. I took the plate in hand, or at least I would have but something was different. As I placed my hand on the plate, I noticed that there was only a knob that touched it. “What the?” I pulled my arm back and glared at what was my hand, or what was left of it. I didn’t know how to respond to this, I felt almost emotionless until I finally took a deep, long calming breath. “HOLY BALLS!” I ran up to the pink pony and I was so dumbfounded by what was happening, I couldn’t help but yell. “Where’s my hand! Why do I feel different? Something’s not right here!” She didn’t speak, but she only pointed to the glass on the counter. As she pointed, she seemed to be holding back a laugh. Rainbow seemed to realize what was going on, but didn’t bother telling me what was happening. “Go check your reflection! You’re going to love this.” The blue pony sat down with Pinkie at a table and they both broke out into mindless laughter. I ran as fast as I could towards the glass and tried to make out my reflection in it. To my dismay, smudge marks were covering the glass. I turned to Pinkie and said,“How can you guys sell things here if the customers can’t even see what their buying? You ponies should take better care of your store.” I turned back to the glass and tried to wipe away the smudging, though it was a fruitless effort. Without the help of good old fashioned hands, wiping it was basically impossible. “Do you ponies have mirrors?” I asked as I turned back to the two multi-colored ponies. They looked to me with scrunched faces, holding back their laughter. Pinkie pointed over towards the stairs. “Just go upstairs and go into the first door on the left. There’s a mirror in there...” I pulled away from the smudged glass and made my way up the stairs. I did as the pink pony told me and entered the first door on the left, inside I found it was a bathroom. I found the mirror mounted on the wall and looked into it. “AGH! HAH!” I froze solid as I looked over myself. My hair was still awesome as always, yes. My glasses were still good, ok. But the rest of my body was different. I was a pony with a pink mustache. I made a couple audible sounds of disbelief, “AGGH!!” I ran back down the stairs and ran right up to Pinkie. I stared at her and asked very politely,“What the hell happened to me?! Pinkie!” Rainbow bursted out laughing and buried her face behind her forelegs as she rested on the table. Pinkie stared back at me with a smile,“I knew you’d love it!” She let out a small laugh but seemed to restrain herself. I walked up to the pink pony and stared at her blankly,“Change. Me. Back.” “I would, but because you’re not from this world, ponies aren’t used to seeing humans in person. So as long as that stache is on, you’re a pony!” She let out a small chuckle and hid her large grin behind her foreleg,“You’re Markipony!” In unison, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash bursted out laughing. I tried to keep calm, but I just couldn’t seem to be still. In an attempt to calm my jumping nerves, I copied the pink pony and took the platter into my mouth with the Cheez-its on top and placed it at the far end of the room, sitting in the back of the store at the last table. “Jezeus.” I quietly ate the delicious golden treats quietly, trying to comprehend what was happening. The prospect of me? Being a pony? I’m not a brony! Why do things like this happen to me? My thoughts were interrupted by something touching my shoulder. “AGH!” I noticed it was Pinkie, she held a look of worry. I calmed down and took a deep breath,“Don’t scare me like that.” “I’m sorry, but the princess thought it would be the best if you were changed into something that suits this world. You’re still awesome, and you look good as a pony!” She stated with a smile. I looked to Rainbow and she nodded with a small grin. I turned back to Pinkie and she continued,“Anyways, What do you want to do today? Wait! I have an idea! We’ll go to the library! No, wait! I have an even better idea! Let’s go to the park!” She grabbed me by the arm.. or foreleg.. you know what? I’m calling it an arm, that’s how it was, that’s how it is. She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards the door. Sadly for me, my lovely little snacks were left behind and I realized something very important that I forgot to do, and couldn’t help but feel like an idiot for forgetting it in the first place. The entire reason for us coming here, was for me to eat. And all I had were maybe a few bites of some delectable Cheez-its. “Pinkie!” I called out, to which she turned and stared at me. “What?” She asked. I placed my nub of a hand, or hoof across my gut and and said,“I didn’t eat!” She gave a small laugh and continued pulling me towards the direction of this supposed park,“Don’t worry, we’ll find something to eat there. Come on! Hurry!” She seemed to have almost too much energy, bouncing around everywhere and always so bubbly. I thought to myself as my stomach continued to rumble,‘I hope they have a hotdog stand or something there, I could go for some meat.” Some time had passed and the three of us finally arrived at the park. Me, my left gun and right gun. Oh yeah, the two ponies also, but that’s not too important. I looked around the park in search of the nearest hotdog stand and found a small cart with a sign on it, corn on the cob. “What the? Where’s the meat? I need meat!” I called out. I turned back to Pinkie and she and Rainbow Dash held looks of disgust. “Where are the hotdog stands? The burger joints? I need meat to keep my amazing good looks going!” “Mark!” Pinkie called out, she looked around to see if anyone had heard my plea for meat and spoke in a hushed tone,“Are you trying to get yourself banished to the Everfree? Think about it! We’re ponies!” “Yeah, so?” I said. “And ponies are herbivores!” “Oh, just because you’re a vegetarian! I love meat! I need meat! I’m a pony and I still crave the sweet taste of meat inside of my mouth and general area!” I stood on my back legs and stood up straight as I cried out to the heaven’s,“Where is all the meat at?!” I lost my balance and fell down onto my butt. I slouched over in defeat, knowing that in a world of vegetarians, no meat would be found. “Agh.. Damn lying ponies.” I stood to my hooves and trudged over to the corn stand. “One Corn on the cob, please.” The stand owner kept giving me a weird look, he must have heard my little rant. “Agh, don’t be getting any funny ideas. I know what’s best!” I placed the end of my nub against my amazing pink mustache and said,“Wilfred Warfstache, knows what’s best.” The cart owner handed me my food and took his cart somewhere else. To me, it didn’t matter. I had something to suppress my hunger for the time being and that’s all that mattered. As I munched on my food, I looked around the park and found a small white colt with brown spots. I approached the small colt and said,“Hi there, my name’s Markipli...Markipony, what’s your name?” I asked him. At first he seemed weary of my presence, but he soon warmed up to me. “My name’s Pipsqueak! And I finally get to visit the park after so long!” He stated with a little hop in his step. “Why haven’t you seen this park? Where’ve you been?” I asked. “Well, last Nightmare Night, I ate a bit too much candy and got sick. But Nurse Redheart says I’m all better now! But she’s still watching over me. She’s over there!” He turned away and pointed towards a bench. There I saw a white pony with pink hair. “Come on! I want you to meet her!” He grabbed me by my arm and lead me up to the seated mare. She looked up to face me and gave a warm smile,“Oh hi there!” She turned to Pipsqueak and said,“It’s good to see you’ve made a friend Pip, and such a handsome one at that..” She blushed as she finished speaking. “Well, I don’t mean to brag but.. wait a minute...” I shot into my thoughts,‘Is this pony hitting on me? I know I’m gorgeous.. and charming, handsome, amazing, basically everything that resembles perfection but really? She’s hitting on me?!’ I thought back a moment or two, realizing what the time was and how much I had left. twenty-two hours left. Now I have this mare to deal with... Why?! Author's Note Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and expect more.. sometime soon.. I don't know. I'm just the author! I have no "real" power over when these come out! ... Ok.. maybe I do, but Procrastination's a bitch, ok? If your new to this whole Markiplier business, then I highly recommend watching him! Link is Here: Markiplier's Youtube Channel. Anyways, I will see you! In the next chapter... Byebye! Keep it cool, Condemned. At the Park.So, there I sat. On the bench next to this pink maned pony giving me playful winks every now and then. I thought it would be best if I just played along, trying to act completely oblivious to her obvious signs. I felt weird, being a human and getting hit on by a pony. The whole experience just felt wrong. I know I’m handsome and all, and she may be a girl but that still doesn’t justify the fact of her being an entirely different species. Sure, at the moment I was a human turned pony with the magic of the pink stach firmly planted across my upper lip, but I was still human and I had under no circumstances had any illusion behind that. I am human, and I don’t feel that way towards ponies. “So, where are you from stranger?” Asked the nurse. She stared into my eyes with a hint of fascination, but really, could you blame her? “Well, allow me to introduce myself. My name’s Mark, but other’s around here will know me as Markipony. I’m from..” I was interrupted by the pony that lead me to this strange world. She took me by the hand and pulled me to the side, away from my conversation. “Mark, umm.. you can’t tell anyone that you’re from another world. Just say that you’re from Manehatten and that you’re in... a... engineering?” “That works, back on earth I used to be in for engineering, then I switched over to medical school, but then back again..” Again, I was cut off as Pinkie interrupted me. “Ok, you’re from Manehatten and you’re an engineer. We really should have made you a story before we left the shop.” She exhaled and pretended to wipe away some sweat. “Well, you can go back and chat with Nurse Redheart. I’ll just be over there with Dashie. Later gater!” She quickly turned tail and strode back to Rainbow. I stood there confused once more, but I just decided to roll with it and play along. I went and sat back down on the bench and continued to speak with the white coated mare. “Well, like I was saying. I’m from Manehatten and I’ve been an engineer for some time.” “Nice, so what does your cutie mark represent?” She asked with intrigue. I looked to her with confusion swimming throughout my mind,‘What’s a “Cutie Mark”?’ I thought to myself. I gave off a few nervous laughs and looked around my body. I thought she seen the large, red block style ‘M’ on the front of my shirt, so I plainly said,“Oh, that’s nothing. It’s just a large M for Markipony..” She spoke up with a bit of confusion,“No, not your shirt silly, your cutie mark.” The mare gave off a few chuckles at my ‘supposed’ joke. I took a deep breath and let out a loud audible groan,“I’m sorry, I’m new to this whole “Cutie Mark” thing, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.” Redheart raised an eyebrow, then she gave a small grin,“So that means you just got your cutie mark recently, though you should have learned about it in school.. Anyways, your cutie mark is right there.” She raised her hoof and placed it on my butt. As her nub touched against my fur, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I shot my eyes towards the mare and gave an uneasy smile,“Hold on there nurse! You have to understand that I’m a classy lady, so you’re gonna have to at least buy me dinner first!” She retreated into her mind, processing what I had said, but she soon figured out as to what I was talking about. She made a few audible coughs and looked to me,“I.. I’m sorry, but I was merely trying to point it out. But..” She trailed off for a moment before speaking again. She slowly pulled herself closer and whispered into my ear. “..I do know this wonderful restaurant not too far away.” She gave me a quick wink and eased herself back into her spot. I gave a few uneasy laughs, thinking over her offer. To me, the whole thing was just... weird. I’ve seen and heard a whole lot of weird things in my time, but this topples everything, by far! I quickly tried to work the conversation off of the offer and distract her with looking at where she touched. As I gazed down at my butt, I found a strange marking. It looked like a tattoo. I looked up and looked to all the others around, noticing that most adult ponies had tattoos on their rears and some others didn’t. I looked back to Redheart and said,“What do these mean?” I was actually pretty interested in the matter, seeing as how they were supposed to actually mean something. “Oh, then that does mean you’ve never learned about them. Strange. Well alright. When a filly or a colt achieve their cutie mark, it means they have found their calling in life. But there is a tricky side to them, a cutie mark can be rather cryptic and oddly confusing to decipher. Like, Ms.Cheerilee’s cutie mark. It’s three smiling daisies, but it represents the smiling faces of her students. It shows that she loves teaching, and that’s why it’s her profession.” She said through a rather long and boring explanation. “So, if your profession is engineering, how does your mark represent it?” She asked, eyeing my rump. I gazed down and found my tattoo looked like the design on my shirt, but with headphones with a built in mic off to the side, loosely hanging off of the large red block styled M. I thought for moment and slowly pieced some of those thoughts together. I looked to her and gave a small flex,“Well, the M stands for muscle, manly, masculine, magnificent... me.. um..” I tried to think of other words that begin with the letter ‘M’ that described me as a whole, but none could come to mind at the moment and I thought it’d just be best to set that to the side for the time being and focus on the headset. “That aside, the headphones represent my obviously Amazing voice, had you not already noticed.” I set my cocky tendancies to the side and began to talk regularly. “I do a lot of commentary and with time comes experience. You learn how to emphasize your voice at certain times, and how to basically work your voice the way you want it to sound.” “Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t say your voice is rather interesting, and the way you move your body to fit the tone in your voice is actually pretty intriguing.” She looked away from me and gazed down at the small colt known as Pipsqueak. “Well Pip, ready to head back?” She softly asked the spotted colt. He looked to her with disappointed eyes, and a large frown plastered across his face. “But Nurse Redheart, I haven’t finished playing yet! Can we stay for just a little longer?” He pleaded to the mare. She looked down to him and let out a light sigh. He quickly puckered his mouth, giving her adorable puppy dog eyes. Personally, I can honestly say my heart exploded from the crazy amount of cuteness that just developed before me. “Pretty please?” “Alright, but just a little longer. We’ll leave in twenty minutes, you still have stuff to do once we get home.” she explained to Pip. He eagerly jumped for joy and sprinted through the park, returning to his friends playing in the field. “Ah, that Pip. Too much energy and not enough space to play.” She watched him play as we sat there on that bench. She seemed rather motherly towards Pip, but maybe that was just because it was her job as a nurse. Time passed rather quickly as we sat there on that bench, chatting about anything that came to mind. She was growing on me and I rather liked her being around. Don’t get me wrong, I still felt the same about interspecies relationships and felt no inner need to breach that barrier. She was just a good friend, and within a world of techni colored ponies, she seemed to be the most I could relate to at the time. Sure, Pinkie was nice and all but she was just a bit too.. all over the place for me to get too familiar with, as for Rainbow Dash, I’m not even too sure if she even liked me. So It was a nice change to the utter madness that I’d been thrown into. The twenty minutes passed, but we still sat there and chatted. Our conversations didn’t end until she looked over to Pip. When she did, she realized they both had somewhere to be and things to do. She turned to me and she hurriedly stood from the bench,“Well Mark, it was nice meeting you but I need to get Pip back home. Maybe I’ll catch you in town sometime?” She asked. I looked to her and I felt saddened by her departure. “I’ll only be here for the day, but after that I have to go back.” I didn’t want her to leave, but I knew she had to. An idea shot into mind and I grinned at the thought,“Hey! Are you doing anything later?” “I’ll be free around three o’clock, why? What do you have in mind?” She asked with a warm smile. “Maybe we can meet up later and hang out?” “That’d be nice, We’ll meet up at the public library around three thirty.” “Ok, I’ll see you then... then.” I gave a quick laugh at my poorly pieced together sentence. She smiled and as she turned around to face the exit of the park, she said a few words that rang throughout my head the rest of that morning. Short and bitter. It was just too awkward to process. Maybe she meant it as a figure of speak, or maybe literal. For my sake, I hoped that it was just my mind playing with me, laughing as it watched me twitch on the inside. Her lips parted and words began to form. “It’s a date.” I stood there, dumbfounded by her words. She sped off with Pip before I could finally regain control of my mind and body. I stood there in the middle of that park, next to the bench, lost within my mind. I looked to the skies and shot my nonexistent clenched fists into the air. “AGH!” I cried to the sky in frustration. I took a deep breath and looked to my watch. Twenty-two hours remaining. Author's Note Well. Bam. Hope you enjoyed, and have a good day. These chapters are taking quite like to produce, but tis' a necessary process... or just my procrastination. Remember to leave a like, dislike, again your choosing. Leave a comment on your thoughts and questions in the comments below... and... this has dragged on for too long. Later. Keep it cool, Condemned. Through the Creases.“Hiya Marki! Got yourself a date with Nurse Redheart, eh?” Called Pinkie from the other side of the park. I turned towards her voice but couldn't see her. I gazed around the park and couldn’t find any trace of the mare. “It’s not a date!” I cried. “It’s just a.. a.. we’re just going to catch up, nothing more! And where in the living hell are you?!” I yelled as I searched for the bouncy pony. I felt a hoof touch my shoulder and as I turned to see who it was, I found nothing. But as I turned back, I saw Pinkie barely a foot away. I yelled as I laid my eyes on her,“Oh Jesus! Frickin’.. pinkie!” As I stumbled back and fell onto my rump, the mare broke out into a fit of laughter. “That was awesome!” She laughed. “Ok, loverboy. it’s not a date. So, what do you want to do now?” She asked. I scoffed at her assumption and shook my head. I attempted to change the topic,“Well, what do you techni-colored ponies do for fun around here?” I asked. She looked to the ground and rubbed her chin in thought. “We could go to the bowling alley, but ever since the CMC tried getting their cutie marks as bowlers... well.. it’s under some construction. We could go and see Rarity! Yeah! That sounds like a really good idea! Come on Mark, let’s go!” She quickly snatched my hand then lead both me, and Rainbow towards what I assumed was the direction of this ‘Rarity’ pony's house. After some time of walking, we finally arrived at a bizarre house and we casually strolled through the door. I myself usually knock on people's doors before I enter, but since they're friends, I guess it’s ok. Anyways, we walked in and a white, purple maned mare approached us. “Oh pinkie! It’s good you’re here. I need you to pick me up a couple books of Twilight’s. I need you to pick up two books, one is ‘Candlelight’ and the other is ‘Eternal’.” “Alright Rarity, can you keep Mark some company while I’m busy?” She asked, obviously not thinking about what I thought on the subject of course. Knowing her, as little as I do, she seemed to have a absent minded tendency to do these things. “Come on, Dashie.” She quickly took off after closing the door behind her and Dash, leaving both me and Rarity within the confines of this strange house. I looked to my new acquaintance and gave a sheepish smile,“Um.. hello. I’m Mark.” “Rarity, it’s a pleasure to meet you. So, how did you and Pinkie first meet?” She asked. I turned to my thoughts and remembered what Pinkie had said before, that no one must know that I’m from a different world and all. You know. So, I tried to return to the conversation but couldn’t seem to find the right words to say. I thought for a good, long moment before I even attempted to speak until finally managed to piece something together. “She’s a big fan of mine, over the internet that is. On youtube, my username’s Marki...pony.” “Oh, you’re one of those internet celebrities. And I thought it was called Hooftube? But I guess I could be wrong, I’m not one for the internet.” “Well, that’s ok. So, what do you do here?” I asked. I looked around and seen numerous things simply lying around on the ground, tables and counters. Fabrics, sewing machines, and... needles. I’ve never been a fan of needles, and even though these aren’t the right kind, it’s still pretty eerie. I turned my attention back to Rarity. “I’m an artist! I make all kinds of wondrous clothing, for all those looking for the extra-exceptional. And here, let me show you my work!” The ivory mare lead me towards a much larger room and as I stepped passed the doorway, I noticed two things. One, it was dark. If that’s not an absolute 'nope', I don’t know what is. The second thing on the list was a lonely... mannequin, standing directly under a dim light. It wore a solid black suit with a red tie. I don’t know about you, but when a mannequin is wearing a suit, it looks a LOT like Slendy. But mixing it with a mannequin is just the very sign that you’re going to die. “Holy balls!” I cried, as I laid my eyes on the monstrosity before me. I was about to take off running but Rarity flicked on the lights. “Sorry, I usually like to turn off the lights in the rooms I’m not in, but as for that light over there” She pointed her hoof towards the suited mannequin. “I keep that one on because it’s my finest work yet.” After I calmed myself down, I was lead through the large room, being told what each dress, or suit symbolized, what it was made of and how she got the inspiration to create it. I found it funny that she managed to create a fancy looking dress from the inspiration of a statue. It did have a certain ‘stoney’ feel to it. After being shown through the room, Rarity asked if I were hungry and needed anything to eat. I declined, not that these ponies ate anything good, like meat. And so we waited, for the energetic pink mare to return with both of the books for Rarity, and to return to take me away. I’m not saying that she’s a boring pony this Rarity, it’s just that I seem to have a bit more fun while I’m around Pinkie. In the time I’ve known that mare, I’ve been teleported to a new world, blown up someone’s house and met that nurse. What was her name again? Nurse Redheart? With my thoughts coming back into focus, I looked to my watch and gazed at the time. Twenty one hours left until I get back to my own world. Author's Note Thanks to AhugeAcidTree for proofreading and sorry for not updating in awhile, as you all know, I kind of ran out of ideas for the remainder of the story. But thank you all for showering me with your ideas. Another special thanks to BionicBrony for making some corrections on the chapter. And also sorry for the short chapter, but what can you do, you know? Keep it cool, Condemned. The Lunar Games.After the extremely long session of Miss Rarity’s wardrobe collection was complete, I stumbled out of her creation room feeling more than weary. I put my hand, or hoof to my face and lifted my glasses, lightly brushing the tired out of my eyes. The whole ordeal was mentally mind numbingly boring, as I’m not one for ‘dressing for success’. All I need is a good old fashioned t-shirt and a pair of either jeans or the occasional sweatpants from time to time. She crept out of the room and I found it the best opportunity to lay down on the couch she had within her living room. It was a fancy looking couch at that, being bright red with golden stitching around the creases. I laid down and I began to feel more than exhausted from sightseeing. As I lay upon the comfortable couch, my eyes grew heavy and I faded into the comforts of sleep. Slowly drifting between the realms of sleep and being awake, I could hear a small voice calling out to me. Without bothering to answer the quiet, miniscule whisperings, I feel into a deep sleep. Unaware as to what was about to happen. “Welcome one and all! To the first ever Dr-aming competition!” cried a voice, followed by an uproar of cheering,“Today, we’re going to be having a competition of gaming, from the far ranges of action and adventure, to the sinister holds of gore and horror! Let’s meet our contestants!” I looked around, but could see nothing but a thick haze of smoke and small glowing orbs. “First of all is Snowflake!” Suddenly, a bright gleaming light shown down from above, revealing a silhouette of a extremely buff stallion. He stood upon his hind legs and flexed his forelegs as he yelled out,“Yeah!” The unseen voice continued,“Next up is the small colt, Button Mash!” Another beam of light came out of nowhere and shown the figure of said colt. He simply crossed his legs and nodded. “And last but not least, the new stallion in town, Markipony!” Much like the others, one last light shone upon me, leaving me more than confused as to what was happening. I stood in silence, flustered with questions. All I wanted to do was get some sleep, but I wound up in the middle of a competition I didn’t even remember entering. I looked side to side, searching for a way out but to no avail. I looked to the sky above, masked in thick, rich fog and cried out,“What the hell is going on here?!” Almost immediately, the voice spoke to me. “Well, contestant! Welcome to the dream world, in some occasions, we like to host competitions to occupy your mind, and have a bit of fun ourselves. Today’s competition is video games, and word around town is that you are one fine gamer yourself! Should you win against the other two contestants, you shall be placed against in a final round against Equestria’s top lead gamer, Princess Luna herself! Rounds shall be completed as a contestant finishes a boss fight before the other! But hold on a second, that’s only for the action and adventure games, as for gore and horror, you’ll have to complete an entire level, survive its horrors and solve its puzzles. Any more questions?” the voice asked. “Umm. Is it computer gaming? Console?” I asked. The voice chuckled for a moment, “Actually, no. There’s a reason we do these whilst you sleep, so that we can literally put you into the game. Don’t worry about dying in the game, you’ll respawn much like any other game, but you’ll be disqualified from the competition. So, now that the explanation is out of the way, let’s get started! First off, Snowflake against the youngster, Button Mash. The game and boss will be ‘The Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask’ and they will be fighting and competing against Majora’s Wrath, his final form. Let’s begin! Can brute strength defeat the boss? Or will it be a game of strategy? Let’s find out!” A flash of light blinded my vision for a moment and I found myself surrounded by hundreds of ponies, set within stands as we watched the two fight simultaneously against the boss. He cackled and laughed as he drew out his mighty whips. Snowflake, armed with all the items you would have gotten within the game, pulled out the great fairy's sword and began charging towards the beast. Leaping into the air, he swung the blade but failed to hit as Majora leaped out of the way and bashed him with the bottom of his foot, planting it right on his back. He flew halfway across the room and landed perfectly on his feet as Snowflake smashed into the ground. A loud, maniacal laugh echoing through the room. Quickly, without thought, the muscular stallion stood to his hooves and pulled out some bombs, tossing them with all his might at the creature, managing to strike him. Excited, he called out,“Take that you stupid..” but he was quickly silenced as Majora threw his whip around and wrapped it firmly around Snowflake’s torso. With little effort, Majora pulled him in and swung him around much like a rag doll, tossing him to the side. With one final swing, the beast tossed the stallion across the room, sending him colliding into the wall. Looking more than sickly, Snowflake seemed to struggle as he stood. Gasping and wheezing, exhausted from the attack. Majora then began flailing his whips around wildly until an army of spinning tops edged with blades were sent careening throughout the room. Being too large to evade the attacks, a spinning top managed to strike Snowflake in the back of the head, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious. A loud bell went off and the round was over for Snowflake. I looked to Button Mash’s arena and found that even with his miniscule size, he was winning against the boss. Just as Majora swung his whips around wildly, he withdrew his bow and pulled the arrow back with all his might. A bright shimmering light shone off the arrow and as he let go of the string, the arrow flew across the room and struck the creature in his chest. Dazed, Majora swung back and forth, dizzy from the light arrow. With a smirk, Button dug into his pack and pulled out the Fierce Deity’s mask, tripling his own size and strength. Channeling his mana, he swing his blade and shot a magical burst of energy towards the beast. It struck against Majora’s torso and he cried out in pain. Button Leapt into the air and brought his sword down, striking Majora down. The beast lie dead, shattering into hundreds of ashes. With the round over, another flash of light came and I found myself next to the others. I looked to Snowflake and he seemed to be fine, and as for Button Mash, I hadn’t seen a smile larger on any ponies face than his. The voice called out from the skies,“Button Mash wins the round! With Snowflake being knocked unconscious in his arena, he is disqualified. Thanks for playing!” I looked to the muscular stallion once again and watched as he faded into nothing. At first I was scared until the voice spoke once more, “He put in a lot of effort, but now he can watch the excitement from the stands as Markipony and Button Mash go head to head in a one on one match in Gears of War 2. Whoever kills the other first, wins. Let’s Begin!” A flash of light blinded me and I found myself in Cog gear armor, holding a lanser in my hands and a shotgun on my back. I looked around the large stone room, lined in pillars, barricades and covered in dead locusts and Cogs. I looked to the opposite side of the map and could only see a distant, tiny figure. I tried to focus my vision, but as I did, a bullet whistled past my head. I dove behind a pillar. “Holy Balls! Nope! Nope! Holy crap, I almost died! I don’t want any!” Author's Note Thanks for reading the chapter and hope you're looking forward to more. Sorry for the Extremely late update, but it took a lot of consideration and thought on what to write next for this aimless story. Hope It was fun for you, because it was and is fun for me. And I'll see you! In the next chapter. Bah Bye! Keep it cool, Condemned. Straight through the Heart.I leant out from behind my cover to offer the small pony a warning, “I have a gun! and I’m not afraid to use it!” Inside my head, I was internally whimpering from nearly being killed so early in the game. As I poked my head around the corner to see where he could have been, another shot rang through the air as a bullet collided into the pillar. “Oh yeah? So do I!” Said the smug young stallion as he aimed down the sights of his longshot sniper rifle. Another shot flew towards me, striking the ground around my hooves, causing me to tumble over in fear as I pushed myself across the floor, away from the shot. I hid behind a pile of sandbags as I attempted on figuring out as to how I could use the blasted weapons. “How am I supposed to use this stupid thing? It’s not like I need fingers or anything to use these.” I grumbled as I soon became irritated with the complexity of the game. “The better question to ask is how in the hell is he using one?” I thought to myself for a moment as I pondered on the subject until I heard a small stone fumble across the floor. “What?” Instantly, I shifted my head to the left and right in search of that evil kid. “Hey.” Called a squeaky voice above me. I looked up and seen him leaning over the sandbags, watching me with his head leant against his hoof, and a Boltok pistol in the other, seemingly bored. “You’re new to this whole gaming dream world, aren’t you?” he asked. “I’m been playing games longer than you’ve been born. I’m just having a little trouble with something...” “And that would be?” I exhaled in defeat as I frowned, “I don’t know how to use these guns without fingers, how in the living hell am I supposed to use these?” “It’s easy, just pretend you have fingers, like... invisible fingers or something. Normally in the real world, it’s not as easy without magic. But in the dream world, it’s as easy as using your imagination.” “Really?” “Yeah.” He stood back up and holstered his pistol. “Just because I can clearly see that this is your first time, in good spirit, I’ll head back over to the other side of the room and we can give these sleeping ponies something to watch. Alright?” I nodded at his offer and he crossed the room. “Alright, are you ready?” I thought about it for a moment, “Just a second.” I fumbled with my lancer, attempting to at least firing a single shot before starting. I imagined myself having fingers and and clenched my pointer finger down on the trigger. A loud shot rang through the stadium, “Nice! This is going to be fun.” I stated as I grew a devilish grin. “Ready!” “Ok, let’s begin!” He dashed forward and ducked behind cover. I followed in suit, but searched the arena for another weapon that would best suit me. As I searched, I found the most beautiful weapon I could imagine. “Yeah!” I cried at the top of my lungs. Quickly thinking, I pulled out a smoke grenade and launched it towards his general direction. I waited for the smoke to blind his vision before sprinting full tilt towards my prize. “Torque bow!” I announced as I grabbed my new weapon off the ground and dove behind another pillar. “I hope you know how to use that thing, I just don’t want this battle to be over already this soon!” He scoffed. I smiled at his remark, “Oh, don’t worry kiddies... I’ll make sure to have your giblets cleaned off the stadium floor after I win this match!” I leant around the corner of my cover and aimed towards Button as I pulled the trigger back, “Poof!” The arrow stabbed his barricade, arming the detonation sequence within the arrow head. “Ka-boom!” I yelled in excitement as the explosion destroyed his cover. Though my happiness was short lived as I inspected the wreckage. There were no signs of Button’s remains, and the voice didn’t call from the ceiling. “Where in the...” “Right behind you.” called a familiar squeaky voice. “That was a bit sloppy, you could really work on your aim and strategies. You were almost too predictable to read.” Slowly, I turned around and could see down the barrel of his boltok pistol. “And no, I don’t give second chances.” “Alright... I surrender...AAGGHH!” I cried as I hit his chest with the butt of the torque bow, causing him to stumble over. “Poof!” With that, I sprinted away in the opposite direction as I could hear his childish scream echo throughout the arena as he grasped the arrowhead lodged within his chest. A gruesome and gory scene left in the explosions wake. “Predictable, eh?” I chuckled to myself for a moment just as the voice called once more. “And with that, Button Mash is out of the game! The winner of the Lunar Games is Markipony!” An uproar of cheers and boos boomed within the arena walls. “And now, for the moment we’ve all been waiting for! The final match of the night, our new challenger Markipony verses Equestria’s fiercest, strongest lead gamer, Princess Luna herself!” “Strongest? Fiercest? Just how good is this Luna anyway? She hasn’t even seen my skill yet.” I crossed my arms and drew a small smirk. “Oh, is that so?” Called an unfamiliar voice from behind. Author's Note Thanks to AhugeAcidTree for proofreading this chapter and I hope that this chapter filled your Markiplier binge. Anywhosers, Dio. Keep it cool, Condemned. I'm Markin' your story.Hello fellow Markiplier fans, tis' I, Condemned. The story has taken somewhat of a stop at the moment, for I myself don't know what to do for his remaining time within Equestria. So, this is the part where I turn to you! Have somepony you wish for him to meet? How they would? Where they'd meet? And as for the little adventures he'll have, what should he do? If you have some ideas, you can do one of two things, or do both. (It doesn't really matter) You can either leave a comment or send me a PM about the next and future chapters! This story... is within your very hands. Tis' a ball of clay, you only need to shape it. Keep it cool, Condemned.
Confound these ponies...Hello, my name is Mark Fischbach, but on youtube I’m known as Markiplier. I come from the city of Cincinnati, Ohio. But I just came from a short “Vacation”, but I’ll get to that in a moment. For now, I’m just going to tell you about the worst day of my life, which in fact, happened yesterday. I’ve gotten mail from fans, and after playing and “finishing” SPC Containment Breach with the My Little Pony mod, my fans began to send me gifts like plastic dolls of ponies, stickers of them, everything. I’ve even gotten drawings on how I would look if I ‘were’ a pony. Creepy right? Ha ha.. don’t worry, it gets better. Anyways, I was just finishing up one of my streams of mail videos and I noticed that I had forgotten to open a box, though it wasn’t entirely my fault given that it must have slipped under the bed while I was opening gifts, but that’s not important. What is important was that it was a different kind of gift. Normally, the gifts would either come in envelopes, or big hulking boxes. This one was different though. It was wrapped in spotted wrapping paper with a lacey blue ribbon tied around. At first I thought it was nice that it came the way it did, but then something felt off. I reached under the bed and snatched it out from under it and stood back to my feet. I took the puny box within my Huge muscles and walked over to my desk. I examined it for a bit and found that there were no sign of address codes, names, nothing. I found it odd, and something began to feel off about the whole situation. I thought to myself,‘What is this? It is a Bomb?!’ but then I put the joking aside for a moment and chuckled a bit,‘Nah, they wouldn’t do that to me. Yet.’ I began to unwrap the gift and as the lacy ribbon slung over the edge, I began to tear away the spotted wrapping paper. As everything fell away, all that was left was a small white box, closed with a bit of duct tape. “Ah.. they’re gonna kill me with all this wrapping..” I grabbed my trusty scalpel and made a quick incision across the top and the tape came loose. “Aha!” I cried as I finally was able to view the contents of the box. As I pulled the flaps open, I found two things inside. One, a flowery scented letter and the other a small pink mustache. “Nice.” I said with a smile. I turned back to the letter and pulled it out of the box. I flipped it open and began to read: Dearest Mark, My name is Pinkie Pie and I would really, really, really like to meet you. But unfortunately, Twilight has told me that I can’t go into your world to visit you... I pulled myself away from the letter and stopped reading for a moment. “Ha.. you guys are funny. Sending a letter from that pink pony to me, what’s next? That rainbow one?” I called out from within my room, to no one in particular. “What was her name... Rainbow... rainbow.. something. Yeah.. Rainbow something.” I turned back to the letter and continued reading,“Alright miss “Pinkie Pie”, if that Is your real name...” I can’t come into your world, but you can come in mine! It would be super duperly uper if you could, we could hang out, bake together, go to the park, anything we wanted! With the help of Twilight’s magic and a touch of Princess Celestia’s, you can! Inside this box, you’ll find a small Markiplier signature “Wilfred Warfstach” mustache. Go on, put it on! Thanks for reading my letter, I can’t wait for your next amazing video! ~Pinkie Pie, of Ponyville. “Oh yeah, because this tells me everything about the stache, well, let’s check it out.” I put the letter down onto my desk and grabbed the pinkie stache and held it an inch away from my face as I examined it further. As I rotated the small pink mustache in front of me, observing it from all sides, I began to notice something very interesting. It seemed to be giving off a strange dim glow. “Aha! Sweet. A glow in the dark pink stache!” I got up and ran to turn off the lights, and as they flicked off, the light in the room was replaced by darkness. And I noticed the mustache I held in my hand wasn’t glowing either. “Ah.. Damn lying mustaches..” I flicked the lights back on and sat myself back down at my desk. I examine the professional craftsmanship of the pink stache, it had been made of some type of strange wood.“Well, it’s a fairly well made stache, I can’t deny that.” I set it down onto the desk and looked to the clock, it read ‘10:37 pm’ and I thought it’d be a good time to call it a night. I stood from the chair and strode me and my massive muscles over to the bed. The covers and pillows felt softer than ever. I buried my handsomeness within the sheets and slowly began falling asleep. I must have been out for quite a bit, but not too long as when I pulled my head away from the pillow, I eyed my alarm clock. It read,‘12:43 am.’ I let out a frustrated groan and removed myself away from the comfort of my bed to retrieve a drink from my fridge in the kitchen. Upon arriving before my fridge, I found a smirk plastered across my face as I said,“I’m tired of this long distance relationship. Fridge, you’re coming with me to my room... someday.” I grabbed the juice jug and placed it on the counter, then I retrieved a glass from the cupboard. I shortly returned to the comforts of my bedroom after I had finished quenching my thirst and noticed something different about my room. The bed was still a mess, yes. My clothes were neatly tossed into a small pile on the floor, as much expected. But the thing that was different was that my computer was on. “Hmm?” I hummed to myself in a questionable manner. I strode over to the computer chair and sat myself down and turned my attention to the screen. “I turned you off, though I do have a terrible habit of turning a lot of things on..” I let off a toothy grin and lightly chuckled to myself. “Ok.. why are you on.” I calmly said to myself. It turns out I just received an email from one of my many adoring fans, though something was different about this one. It only said a couple of words. “Put on the stache.” I thought about the request and hummed to myself for a brief moment. “Well, I could...” I took the stache in hand and got my camera ready. “Gotta have proof for my fans so they can see this remarkable stache, I wonder if whoever made this would like to sell them? hmm..” I thought about it for a moment and gave myself a little laugh,“Too bad miss “Pinkie Pie” Isn’t from around here.” As I placed the stache against my upper lip, I was about to take the picture when something odd happened. The stache locked to my lip and as I tried to wedge it away from my face, it began to glow brighter and brighter. It gave off a constant buzzing sound and as the sound grew more and more ear tearing, I gave off a loud cry. “Oh! No no no no no no no NO! Why why why why why WHY WHY WHY!” As my cries faded, so did my vision. Everything faded into blackness. It felt as if it had been an eternity of desolate pitch black but I soon began to see the smallest ball of light. As I stared at it, it seemed to grow bigger and brighter. Soon the overbearing darkness was replaced with the shining light and shapes and figures began to reveal themselves. Once vision seemed to clear and my mind began to grow more aware of my surroundings, I found that the world seemed to be.. cartoony. I was standing beside a tree, it seemed to be two dimensional but as I walked myself around it, I found that it was actually a whole three dimensions. I looked away from the tree and gazed at the rest of the world surrounding me. All matching the tree, colorful, vibrant and bright. Almost too much so. I found a few silhouettes in the far distance of the horizon and found that the figures seemed to be walking on all fours. “Alright, creepy 3D cartoon tree and ominous dark figures in the distance.. alright... not creepy at all.” I gave a nervous cough and sat down on my rump in the soft grass and sat myself into the fetal position. “It’s ok Mark, you haven’t gone insane.. not yet, I hope..” I chanted to myself as I rocked my body back and forth. I heard the rustling of leaves and turned my attention back towards the tree I had seen just a moment ago and stared at it, trying to find the source of the rustling. That was when a impossibly fast pink blur lunged from the top of the tree and tackled me to the ground. “HI!” The voice was feminine but it didn’t matter. I didn’t open my eyes after I hit the ground, I just instinctively pushed the pouncing figure off of me and began running for my life. As I ran for safety, I summoned my manhood from bottom to top and cried out from the top of my lungs, “RRRRAAAAWWWWWWWNNN!!!!!!!” As I shot through the field, I began to approach a small town. I didn’t bother to stop and examine my current situation, because as I ran, I could hear footsteps coming from close behind. Fueling my adrenaline. I quickly approached the first building I could reach and began pulling on the door in an attempt to open it,“It’s not a pull!” I yelled. I quickly changed tactics and pushed on the door as I held on the doorknob. The door flung open and I slammed it behind me, locking it into place. I shot to the corner of the room with a chair in hand to defend myself from the bright pink assaulter,“Stay back! I have a chair!” I heard light knocks on the door then deafening silence. From behind the wooden door, a loud and echoing voice called out out to someone. “RAINBOW DASH!” With those short words, a roaring sound could be heard as something rocketed overtop the house. The roaring never seemed to cease but it slowly began to fade into the distance as time passed. The voice called from the other side of the door once again, but this time directed at me,“Get ready Mark! This’ll be fun!” I questioned the voices idea of fun when the sound of roaring began to near once more. With a grand and catastrophic boom, another blur, blue this time, shot through the ceiling and then a bright white light blinded my vision as it made contact with the wooden flooring. As my vision slowly began to return, I found that the house had been completely destroyed and dust filled the air. With the chair I held in hand, I directed it towards the cyan blur once more and shook in fear. “I said stay back! I have a chair and I’ll shove it up your ass if I have to!” As the dust seemed to settle, the blur began to take shape, and then it was shortly accompanied with the pink blur as well. They both began to take form and I slowly lowered the chair in disbelief. “Ponies!?” I asked myself. I noticed the pink one as the all too memorable Pinkie Pie, terror of my nightmares after I finished my modded let’s play. I tried not to blink and kept her within my field of vision as I turned to the other blue pony. If the name Pinkie called earlier was this one, then that means... “Stay back!” I cowered behind the chair and slowly edged my way over towards the door. They held confused expressions as they stared at me. Rainbow tried to take a step towards me but I stopped her in her tracks as I yelled once more. “Ah! Nope! You stay right where you are and.. just... stay....” I tightly gripped my left hand around the chair and the door knob within the other. I quickly opened the door and edged myself out of it with the chair still in hand. I closed the door behind me and gazed back towards the destroyed home once again, but then something made my mind drift. The walls were gone, so why did I bother to leave through the door? I placed my hand against my face in agitation and tried to back away from the residence, trying to make sure they wouldn’t follow me. As the house faded into the distance, I figured it was a good enough time to turn around. With the turn of my gaze, two figures stood behind me. Waiting. “Took you long enough.” Said Pinkie Pie. “Yeah it did, you egghead!” The blue pony held an irritated look. I took a step back and just felt all motivation to run away die. “How long have you two been following me?” I asked. The pink pony spoke up. “Well, you closed the door and started to space out or something for a moment. Me and Rainbow Dash walked out of the side of the house and followed you, but since we were behind you, and your back was facing away from the house, you followed us instead!” “What?” I gave a few uncomfortable laughs of disbelief,“What?!” //////////////// After a bit of explanation, Pinkie told me where I was, why I was here, and how long I would be here for. A mere twenty-four hours and then I would return home, to my world. My life. Only twenty-three hours left to go I suppose. And within an hours time, I woke up inside a new world, chased miles by ponies and witnessed the utter destruction of a house. Within one hours time.... This is going to be one long day... Author's Note Hope you are enjoying this little adventure and if you seek to redirect and correct some flaws within my story, send me a quick PM. And with that said, I will see you! in the next chapter... Byebye! Keep it cool, Condemned.
My Name's Markipony.Since it was late, or more so early in the morning, I thought it would be a good time as any to get something to eat. Pinkie and Rainbow dash lead me down to this impossible house looking place. The roof and walls of the building were made of gingerbread, frosting and candy. All I could do was stare. My jaw was hanging in disbelief. “What?” I asked with a slight laugh as I spoke. The pink pony looked to me and smiled. “Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! This is where you come to get goodies and stuff like that!” The ever present smile that seemed to be in embedded into the small ponies face was extremely creepy. But it was more welcoming than the rainbow one. They both lead me inside and I browsed all the baked goods. Pies, cakes, cupcakes, candies of all different shapes and sizes. All kinds of goodies were there but not one sight of anything healthy. As I watched through the glass at all the sweets, I spoke aloud as I pressed my face against the glass,“I’m gonna get so fat!” Pinkie went behind the counter and stood in front of me. “So, what would you like Mark? Don’t worry about having to pay, it’s all on me!” She stated with a smile and a small chuckle. A toothy grin cut across my face and I said with a hint of interest,“It’s all free, huh?” I began pointing at everything I saw that looked good, which seemed to be almost everything, but the thing that caught my eye more than anything were the smallest baked goods in the store. They were small, square and covered in delicious cheesy goodness. “CHEEZ-ITS!” I cried happily as I pressed my face harder against the glass, that separated me from all that cheesy goodness. Pinkie gave a small chuckle as she watched me and my fit of happiness and said,“I knew you’d like them, normally we wouldn’t stock something like this but I made them myself just for your visit!” She opened the case and grasped the platter within her jaw, after she placed the plate full of the golden treats on the counter. They shone underneath the heat lamps and I could feel something overcome me. Utter completeness. “Enjoy!” She smiled at me and turned back to Rainbow and they talked to each other for the time being, but that didn’t matter. Not now anyway. I took the plate in hand, or at least I would have but something was different. As I placed my hand on the plate, I noticed that there was only a knob that touched it. “What the?” I pulled my arm back and glared at what was my hand, or what was left of it. I didn’t know how to respond to this, I felt almost emotionless until I finally took a deep, long calming breath. “HOLY BALLS!” I ran up to the pink pony and I was so dumbfounded by what was happening, I couldn’t help but yell. “Where’s my hand! Why do I feel different? Something’s not right here!” She didn’t speak, but she only pointed to the glass on the counter. As she pointed, she seemed to be holding back a laugh. Rainbow seemed to realize what was going on, but didn’t bother telling me what was happening. “Go check your reflection! You’re going to love this.” The blue pony sat down with Pinkie at a table and they both broke out into mindless laughter. I ran as fast as I could towards the glass and tried to make out my reflection in it. To my dismay, smudge marks were covering the glass. I turned to Pinkie and said,“How can you guys sell things here if the customers can’t even see what their buying? You ponies should take better care of your store.” I turned back to the glass and tried to wipe away the smudging, though it was a fruitless effort. Without the help of good old fashioned hands, wiping it was basically impossible. “Do you ponies have mirrors?” I asked as I turned back to the two multi-colored ponies. They looked to me with scrunched faces, holding back their laughter. Pinkie pointed over towards the stairs. “Just go upstairs and go into the first door on the left. There’s a mirror in there...” I pulled away from the smudged glass and made my way up the stairs. I did as the pink pony told me and entered the first door on the left, inside I found it was a bathroom. I found the mirror mounted on the wall and looked into it. “AGH! HAH!” I froze solid as I looked over myself. My hair was still awesome as always, yes. My glasses were still good, ok. But the rest of my body was different. I was a pony with a pink mustache. I made a couple audible sounds of disbelief, “AGGH!!” I ran back down the stairs and ran right up to Pinkie. I stared at her and asked very politely,“What the hell happened to me?! Pinkie!” Rainbow bursted out laughing and buried her face behind her forelegs as she rested on the table. Pinkie stared back at me with a smile,“I knew you’d love it!” She let out a small laugh but seemed to restrain herself. I walked up to the pink pony and stared at her blankly,“Change. Me. Back.” “I would, but because you’re not from this world, ponies aren’t used to seeing humans in person. So as long as that stache is on, you’re a pony!” She let out a small chuckle and hid her large grin behind her foreleg,“You’re Markipony!” In unison, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash bursted out laughing. I tried to keep calm, but I just couldn’t seem to be still. In an attempt to calm my jumping nerves, I copied the pink pony and took the platter into my mouth with the Cheez-its on top and placed it at the far end of the room, sitting in the back of the store at the last table. “Jezeus.” I quietly ate the delicious golden treats quietly, trying to comprehend what was happening. The prospect of me? Being a pony? I’m not a brony! Why do things like this happen to me? My thoughts were interrupted by something touching my shoulder. “AGH!” I noticed it was Pinkie, she held a look of worry. I calmed down and took a deep breath,“Don’t scare me like that.” “I’m sorry, but the princess thought it would be the best if you were changed into something that suits this world. You’re still awesome, and you look good as a pony!” She stated with a smile. I looked to Rainbow and she nodded with a small grin. I turned back to Pinkie and she continued,“Anyways, What do you want to do today? Wait! I have an idea! We’ll go to the library! No, wait! I have an even better idea! Let’s go to the park!” She grabbed me by the arm.. or foreleg.. you know what? I’m calling it an arm, that’s how it was, that’s how it is. She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards the door. Sadly for me, my lovely little snacks were left behind and I realized something very important that I forgot to do, and couldn’t help but feel like an idiot for forgetting it in the first place. The entire reason for us coming here, was for me to eat. And all I had were maybe a few bites of some delectable Cheez-its. “Pinkie!” I called out, to which she turned and stared at me. “What?” She asked. I placed my nub of a hand, or hoof across my gut and and said,“I didn’t eat!” She gave a small laugh and continued pulling me towards the direction of this supposed park,“Don’t worry, we’ll find something to eat there. Come on! Hurry!” She seemed to have almost too much energy, bouncing around everywhere and always so bubbly. I thought to myself as my stomach continued to rumble,‘I hope they have a hotdog stand or something there, I could go for some meat.” Some time had passed and the three of us finally arrived at the park. Me, my left gun and right gun. Oh yeah, the two ponies also, but that’s not too important. I looked around the park in search of the nearest hotdog stand and found a small cart with a sign on it, corn on the cob. “What the? Where’s the meat? I need meat!” I called out. I turned back to Pinkie and she and Rainbow Dash held looks of disgust. “Where are the hotdog stands? The burger joints? I need meat to keep my amazing good looks going!” “Mark!” Pinkie called out, she looked around to see if anyone had heard my plea for meat and spoke in a hushed tone,“Are you trying to get yourself banished to the Everfree? Think about it! We’re ponies!” “Yeah, so?” I said. “And ponies are herbivores!” “Oh, just because you’re a vegetarian! I love meat! I need meat! I’m a pony and I still crave the sweet taste of meat inside of my mouth and general area!” I stood on my back legs and stood up straight as I cried out to the heaven’s,“Where is all the meat at?!” I lost my balance and fell down onto my butt. I slouched over in defeat, knowing that in a world of vegetarians, no meat would be found. “Agh.. Damn lying ponies.” I stood to my hooves and trudged over to the corn stand. “One Corn on the cob, please.” The stand owner kept giving me a weird look, he must have heard my little rant. “Agh, don’t be getting any funny ideas. I know what’s best!” I placed the end of my nub against my amazing pink mustache and said,“Wilfred Warfstache, knows what’s best.” The cart owner handed me my food and took his cart somewhere else. To me, it didn’t matter. I had something to suppress my hunger for the time being and that’s all that mattered. As I munched on my food, I looked around the park and found a small white colt with brown spots. I approached the small colt and said,“Hi there, my name’s Markipli...Markipony, what’s your name?” I asked him. At first he seemed weary of my presence, but he soon warmed up to me. “My name’s Pipsqueak! And I finally get to visit the park after so long!” He stated with a little hop in his step. “Why haven’t you seen this park? Where’ve you been?” I asked. “Well, last Nightmare Night, I ate a bit too much candy and got sick. But Nurse Redheart says I’m all better now! But she’s still watching over me. She’s over there!” He turned away and pointed towards a bench. There I saw a white pony with pink hair. “Come on! I want you to meet her!” He grabbed me by my arm and lead me up to the seated mare. She looked up to face me and gave a warm smile,“Oh hi there!” She turned to Pipsqueak and said,“It’s good to see you’ve made a friend Pip, and such a handsome one at that..” She blushed as she finished speaking. “Well, I don’t mean to brag but.. wait a minute...” I shot into my thoughts,‘Is this pony hitting on me? I know I’m gorgeous.. and charming, handsome, amazing, basically everything that resembles perfection but really? She’s hitting on me?!’ I thought back a moment or two, realizing what the time was and how much I had left. twenty-two hours left. Now I have this mare to deal with... Why?! Author's Note Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and expect more.. sometime soon.. I don't know. I'm just the author! I have no "real" power over when these come out! ... Ok.. maybe I do, but Procrastination's a bitch, ok? If your new to this whole Markiplier business, then I highly recommend watching him! Link is Here: Markiplier's Youtube Channel. Anyways, I will see you! In the next chapter... Byebye! Keep it cool, Condemned.
At the Park.So, there I sat. On the bench next to this pink maned pony giving me playful winks every now and then. I thought it would be best if I just played along, trying to act completely oblivious to her obvious signs. I felt weird, being a human and getting hit on by a pony. The whole experience just felt wrong. I know I’m handsome and all, and she may be a girl but that still doesn’t justify the fact of her being an entirely different species. Sure, at the moment I was a human turned pony with the magic of the pink stach firmly planted across my upper lip, but I was still human and I had under no circumstances had any illusion behind that. I am human, and I don’t feel that way towards ponies. “So, where are you from stranger?” Asked the nurse. She stared into my eyes with a hint of fascination, but really, could you blame her? “Well, allow me to introduce myself. My name’s Mark, but other’s around here will know me as Markipony. I’m from..” I was interrupted by the pony that lead me to this strange world. She took me by the hand and pulled me to the side, away from my conversation. “Mark, umm.. you can’t tell anyone that you’re from another world. Just say that you’re from Manehatten and that you’re in... a... engineering?” “That works, back on earth I used to be in for engineering, then I switched over to medical school, but then back again..” Again, I was cut off as Pinkie interrupted me. “Ok, you’re from Manehatten and you’re an engineer. We really should have made you a story before we left the shop.” She exhaled and pretended to wipe away some sweat. “Well, you can go back and chat with Nurse Redheart. I’ll just be over there with Dashie. Later gater!” She quickly turned tail and strode back to Rainbow. I stood there confused once more, but I just decided to roll with it and play along. I went and sat back down on the bench and continued to speak with the white coated mare. “Well, like I was saying. I’m from Manehatten and I’ve been an engineer for some time.” “Nice, so what does your cutie mark represent?” She asked with intrigue. I looked to her with confusion swimming throughout my mind,‘What’s a “Cutie Mark”?’ I thought to myself. I gave off a few nervous laughs and looked around my body. I thought she seen the large, red block style ‘M’ on the front of my shirt, so I plainly said,“Oh, that’s nothing. It’s just a large M for Markipony..” She spoke up with a bit of confusion,“No, not your shirt silly, your cutie mark.” The mare gave off a few chuckles at my ‘supposed’ joke. I took a deep breath and let out a loud audible groan,“I’m sorry, I’m new to this whole “Cutie Mark” thing, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.” Redheart raised an eyebrow, then she gave a small grin,“So that means you just got your cutie mark recently, though you should have learned about it in school.. Anyways, your cutie mark is right there.” She raised her hoof and placed it on my butt. As her nub touched against my fur, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I shot my eyes towards the mare and gave an uneasy smile,“Hold on there nurse! You have to understand that I’m a classy lady, so you’re gonna have to at least buy me dinner first!” She retreated into her mind, processing what I had said, but she soon figured out as to what I was talking about. She made a few audible coughs and looked to me,“I.. I’m sorry, but I was merely trying to point it out. But..” She trailed off for a moment before speaking again. She slowly pulled herself closer and whispered into my ear. “..I do know this wonderful restaurant not too far away.” She gave me a quick wink and eased herself back into her spot. I gave a few uneasy laughs, thinking over her offer. To me, the whole thing was just... weird. I’ve seen and heard a whole lot of weird things in my time, but this topples everything, by far! I quickly tried to work the conversation off of the offer and distract her with looking at where she touched. As I gazed down at my butt, I found a strange marking. It looked like a tattoo. I looked up and looked to all the others around, noticing that most adult ponies had tattoos on their rears and some others didn’t. I looked back to Redheart and said,“What do these mean?” I was actually pretty interested in the matter, seeing as how they were supposed to actually mean something. “Oh, then that does mean you’ve never learned about them. Strange. Well alright. When a filly or a colt achieve their cutie mark, it means they have found their calling in life. But there is a tricky side to them, a cutie mark can be rather cryptic and oddly confusing to decipher. Like, Ms.Cheerilee’s cutie mark. It’s three smiling daisies, but it represents the smiling faces of her students. It shows that she loves teaching, and that’s why it’s her profession.” She said through a rather long and boring explanation. “So, if your profession is engineering, how does your mark represent it?” She asked, eyeing my rump. I gazed down and found my tattoo looked like the design on my shirt, but with headphones with a built in mic off to the side, loosely hanging off of the large red block styled M. I thought for moment and slowly pieced some of those thoughts together. I looked to her and gave a small flex,“Well, the M stands for muscle, manly, masculine, magnificent... me.. um..” I tried to think of other words that begin with the letter ‘M’ that described me as a whole, but none could come to mind at the moment and I thought it’d just be best to set that to the side for the time being and focus on the headset. “That aside, the headphones represent my obviously Amazing voice, had you not already noticed.” I set my cocky tendancies to the side and began to talk regularly. “I do a lot of commentary and with time comes experience. You learn how to emphasize your voice at certain times, and how to basically work your voice the way you want it to sound.” “Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t say your voice is rather interesting, and the way you move your body to fit the tone in your voice is actually pretty intriguing.” She looked away from me and gazed down at the small colt known as Pipsqueak. “Well Pip, ready to head back?” She softly asked the spotted colt. He looked to her with disappointed eyes, and a large frown plastered across his face. “But Nurse Redheart, I haven’t finished playing yet! Can we stay for just a little longer?” He pleaded to the mare. She looked down to him and let out a light sigh. He quickly puckered his mouth, giving her adorable puppy dog eyes. Personally, I can honestly say my heart exploded from the crazy amount of cuteness that just developed before me. “Pretty please?” “Alright, but just a little longer. We’ll leave in twenty minutes, you still have stuff to do once we get home.” she explained to Pip. He eagerly jumped for joy and sprinted through the park, returning to his friends playing in the field. “Ah, that Pip. Too much energy and not enough space to play.” She watched him play as we sat there on that bench. She seemed rather motherly towards Pip, but maybe that was just because it was her job as a nurse. Time passed rather quickly as we sat there on that bench, chatting about anything that came to mind. She was growing on me and I rather liked her being around. Don’t get me wrong, I still felt the same about interspecies relationships and felt no inner need to breach that barrier. She was just a good friend, and within a world of techni colored ponies, she seemed to be the most I could relate to at the time. Sure, Pinkie was nice and all but she was just a bit too.. all over the place for me to get too familiar with, as for Rainbow Dash, I’m not even too sure if she even liked me. So It was a nice change to the utter madness that I’d been thrown into. The twenty minutes passed, but we still sat there and chatted. Our conversations didn’t end until she looked over to Pip. When she did, she realized they both had somewhere to be and things to do. She turned to me and she hurriedly stood from the bench,“Well Mark, it was nice meeting you but I need to get Pip back home. Maybe I’ll catch you in town sometime?” She asked. I looked to her and I felt saddened by her departure. “I’ll only be here for the day, but after that I have to go back.” I didn’t want her to leave, but I knew she had to. An idea shot into mind and I grinned at the thought,“Hey! Are you doing anything later?” “I’ll be free around three o’clock, why? What do you have in mind?” She asked with a warm smile. “Maybe we can meet up later and hang out?” “That’d be nice, We’ll meet up at the public library around three thirty.” “Ok, I’ll see you then... then.” I gave a quick laugh at my poorly pieced together sentence. She smiled and as she turned around to face the exit of the park, she said a few words that rang throughout my head the rest of that morning. Short and bitter. It was just too awkward to process. Maybe she meant it as a figure of speak, or maybe literal. For my sake, I hoped that it was just my mind playing with me, laughing as it watched me twitch on the inside. Her lips parted and words began to form. “It’s a date.” I stood there, dumbfounded by her words. She sped off with Pip before I could finally regain control of my mind and body. I stood there in the middle of that park, next to the bench, lost within my mind. I looked to the skies and shot my nonexistent clenched fists into the air. “AGH!” I cried to the sky in frustration. I took a deep breath and looked to my watch. Twenty-two hours remaining. Author's Note Well. Bam. Hope you enjoyed, and have a good day. These chapters are taking quite like to produce, but tis' a necessary process... or just my procrastination. Remember to leave a like, dislike, again your choosing. Leave a comment on your thoughts and questions in the comments below... and... this has dragged on for too long. Later. Keep it cool, Condemned.
Through the Creases.“Hiya Marki! Got yourself a date with Nurse Redheart, eh?” Called Pinkie from the other side of the park. I turned towards her voice but couldn't see her. I gazed around the park and couldn’t find any trace of the mare. “It’s not a date!” I cried. “It’s just a.. a.. we’re just going to catch up, nothing more! And where in the living hell are you?!” I yelled as I searched for the bouncy pony. I felt a hoof touch my shoulder and as I turned to see who it was, I found nothing. But as I turned back, I saw Pinkie barely a foot away. I yelled as I laid my eyes on her,“Oh Jesus! Frickin’.. pinkie!” As I stumbled back and fell onto my rump, the mare broke out into a fit of laughter. “That was awesome!” She laughed. “Ok, loverboy. it’s not a date. So, what do you want to do now?” She asked. I scoffed at her assumption and shook my head. I attempted to change the topic,“Well, what do you techni-colored ponies do for fun around here?” I asked. She looked to the ground and rubbed her chin in thought. “We could go to the bowling alley, but ever since the CMC tried getting their cutie marks as bowlers... well.. it’s under some construction. We could go and see Rarity! Yeah! That sounds like a really good idea! Come on Mark, let’s go!” She quickly snatched my hand then lead both me, and Rainbow towards what I assumed was the direction of this ‘Rarity’ pony's house. After some time of walking, we finally arrived at a bizarre house and we casually strolled through the door. I myself usually knock on people's doors before I enter, but since they're friends, I guess it’s ok. Anyways, we walked in and a white, purple maned mare approached us. “Oh pinkie! It’s good you’re here. I need you to pick me up a couple books of Twilight’s. I need you to pick up two books, one is ‘Candlelight’ and the other is ‘Eternal’.” “Alright Rarity, can you keep Mark some company while I’m busy?” She asked, obviously not thinking about what I thought on the subject of course. Knowing her, as little as I do, she seemed to have a absent minded tendency to do these things. “Come on, Dashie.” She quickly took off after closing the door behind her and Dash, leaving both me and Rarity within the confines of this strange house. I looked to my new acquaintance and gave a sheepish smile,“Um.. hello. I’m Mark.” “Rarity, it’s a pleasure to meet you. So, how did you and Pinkie first meet?” She asked. I turned to my thoughts and remembered what Pinkie had said before, that no one must know that I’m from a different world and all. You know. So, I tried to return to the conversation but couldn’t seem to find the right words to say. I thought for a good, long moment before I even attempted to speak until finally managed to piece something together. “She’s a big fan of mine, over the internet that is. On youtube, my username’s Marki...pony.” “Oh, you’re one of those internet celebrities. And I thought it was called Hooftube? But I guess I could be wrong, I’m not one for the internet.” “Well, that’s ok. So, what do you do here?” I asked. I looked around and seen numerous things simply lying around on the ground, tables and counters. Fabrics, sewing machines, and... needles. I’ve never been a fan of needles, and even though these aren’t the right kind, it’s still pretty eerie. I turned my attention back to Rarity. “I’m an artist! I make all kinds of wondrous clothing, for all those looking for the extra-exceptional. And here, let me show you my work!” The ivory mare lead me towards a much larger room and as I stepped passed the doorway, I noticed two things. One, it was dark. If that’s not an absolute 'nope', I don’t know what is. The second thing on the list was a lonely... mannequin, standing directly under a dim light. It wore a solid black suit with a red tie. I don’t know about you, but when a mannequin is wearing a suit, it looks a LOT like Slendy. But mixing it with a mannequin is just the very sign that you’re going to die. “Holy balls!” I cried, as I laid my eyes on the monstrosity before me. I was about to take off running but Rarity flicked on the lights. “Sorry, I usually like to turn off the lights in the rooms I’m not in, but as for that light over there” She pointed her hoof towards the suited mannequin. “I keep that one on because it’s my finest work yet.” After I calmed myself down, I was lead through the large room, being told what each dress, or suit symbolized, what it was made of and how she got the inspiration to create it. I found it funny that she managed to create a fancy looking dress from the inspiration of a statue. It did have a certain ‘stoney’ feel to it. After being shown through the room, Rarity asked if I were hungry and needed anything to eat. I declined, not that these ponies ate anything good, like meat. And so we waited, for the energetic pink mare to return with both of the books for Rarity, and to return to take me away. I’m not saying that she’s a boring pony this Rarity, it’s just that I seem to have a bit more fun while I’m around Pinkie. In the time I’ve known that mare, I’ve been teleported to a new world, blown up someone’s house and met that nurse. What was her name again? Nurse Redheart? With my thoughts coming back into focus, I looked to my watch and gazed at the time. Twenty one hours left until I get back to my own world. Author's Note Thanks to AhugeAcidTree for proofreading and sorry for not updating in awhile, as you all know, I kind of ran out of ideas for the remainder of the story. But thank you all for showering me with your ideas. Another special thanks to BionicBrony for making some corrections on the chapter. And also sorry for the short chapter, but what can you do, you know? Keep it cool, Condemned.
The Lunar Games.After the extremely long session of Miss Rarity’s wardrobe collection was complete, I stumbled out of her creation room feeling more than weary. I put my hand, or hoof to my face and lifted my glasses, lightly brushing the tired out of my eyes. The whole ordeal was mentally mind numbingly boring, as I’m not one for ‘dressing for success’. All I need is a good old fashioned t-shirt and a pair of either jeans or the occasional sweatpants from time to time. She crept out of the room and I found it the best opportunity to lay down on the couch she had within her living room. It was a fancy looking couch at that, being bright red with golden stitching around the creases. I laid down and I began to feel more than exhausted from sightseeing. As I lay upon the comfortable couch, my eyes grew heavy and I faded into the comforts of sleep. Slowly drifting between the realms of sleep and being awake, I could hear a small voice calling out to me. Without bothering to answer the quiet, miniscule whisperings, I feel into a deep sleep. Unaware as to what was about to happen. “Welcome one and all! To the first ever Dr-aming competition!” cried a voice, followed by an uproar of cheering,“Today, we’re going to be having a competition of gaming, from the far ranges of action and adventure, to the sinister holds of gore and horror! Let’s meet our contestants!” I looked around, but could see nothing but a thick haze of smoke and small glowing orbs. “First of all is Snowflake!” Suddenly, a bright gleaming light shown down from above, revealing a silhouette of a extremely buff stallion. He stood upon his hind legs and flexed his forelegs as he yelled out,“Yeah!” The unseen voice continued,“Next up is the small colt, Button Mash!” Another beam of light came out of nowhere and shown the figure of said colt. He simply crossed his legs and nodded. “And last but not least, the new stallion in town, Markipony!” Much like the others, one last light shone upon me, leaving me more than confused as to what was happening. I stood in silence, flustered with questions. All I wanted to do was get some sleep, but I wound up in the middle of a competition I didn’t even remember entering. I looked side to side, searching for a way out but to no avail. I looked to the sky above, masked in thick, rich fog and cried out,“What the hell is going on here?!” Almost immediately, the voice spoke to me. “Well, contestant! Welcome to the dream world, in some occasions, we like to host competitions to occupy your mind, and have a bit of fun ourselves. Today’s competition is video games, and word around town is that you are one fine gamer yourself! Should you win against the other two contestants, you shall be placed against in a final round against Equestria’s top lead gamer, Princess Luna herself! Rounds shall be completed as a contestant finishes a boss fight before the other! But hold on a second, that’s only for the action and adventure games, as for gore and horror, you’ll have to complete an entire level, survive its horrors and solve its puzzles. Any more questions?” the voice asked. “Umm. Is it computer gaming? Console?” I asked. The voice chuckled for a moment, “Actually, no. There’s a reason we do these whilst you sleep, so that we can literally put you into the game. Don’t worry about dying in the game, you’ll respawn much like any other game, but you’ll be disqualified from the competition. So, now that the explanation is out of the way, let’s get started! First off, Snowflake against the youngster, Button Mash. The game and boss will be ‘The Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask’ and they will be fighting and competing against Majora’s Wrath, his final form. Let’s begin! Can brute strength defeat the boss? Or will it be a game of strategy? Let’s find out!” A flash of light blinded my vision for a moment and I found myself surrounded by hundreds of ponies, set within stands as we watched the two fight simultaneously against the boss. He cackled and laughed as he drew out his mighty whips. Snowflake, armed with all the items you would have gotten within the game, pulled out the great fairy's sword and began charging towards the beast. Leaping into the air, he swung the blade but failed to hit as Majora leaped out of the way and bashed him with the bottom of his foot, planting it right on his back. He flew halfway across the room and landed perfectly on his feet as Snowflake smashed into the ground. A loud, maniacal laugh echoing through the room. Quickly, without thought, the muscular stallion stood to his hooves and pulled out some bombs, tossing them with all his might at the creature, managing to strike him. Excited, he called out,“Take that you stupid..” but he was quickly silenced as Majora threw his whip around and wrapped it firmly around Snowflake’s torso. With little effort, Majora pulled him in and swung him around much like a rag doll, tossing him to the side. With one final swing, the beast tossed the stallion across the room, sending him colliding into the wall. Looking more than sickly, Snowflake seemed to struggle as he stood. Gasping and wheezing, exhausted from the attack. Majora then began flailing his whips around wildly until an army of spinning tops edged with blades were sent careening throughout the room. Being too large to evade the attacks, a spinning top managed to strike Snowflake in the back of the head, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious. A loud bell went off and the round was over for Snowflake. I looked to Button Mash’s arena and found that even with his miniscule size, he was winning against the boss. Just as Majora swung his whips around wildly, he withdrew his bow and pulled the arrow back with all his might. A bright shimmering light shone off the arrow and as he let go of the string, the arrow flew across the room and struck the creature in his chest. Dazed, Majora swung back and forth, dizzy from the light arrow. With a smirk, Button dug into his pack and pulled out the Fierce Deity’s mask, tripling his own size and strength. Channeling his mana, he swing his blade and shot a magical burst of energy towards the beast. It struck against Majora’s torso and he cried out in pain. Button Leapt into the air and brought his sword down, striking Majora down. The beast lie dead, shattering into hundreds of ashes. With the round over, another flash of light came and I found myself next to the others. I looked to Snowflake and he seemed to be fine, and as for Button Mash, I hadn’t seen a smile larger on any ponies face than his. The voice called out from the skies,“Button Mash wins the round! With Snowflake being knocked unconscious in his arena, he is disqualified. Thanks for playing!” I looked to the muscular stallion once again and watched as he faded into nothing. At first I was scared until the voice spoke once more, “He put in a lot of effort, but now he can watch the excitement from the stands as Markipony and Button Mash go head to head in a one on one match in Gears of War 2. Whoever kills the other first, wins. Let’s Begin!” A flash of light blinded me and I found myself in Cog gear armor, holding a lanser in my hands and a shotgun on my back. I looked around the large stone room, lined in pillars, barricades and covered in dead locusts and Cogs. I looked to the opposite side of the map and could only see a distant, tiny figure. I tried to focus my vision, but as I did, a bullet whistled past my head. I dove behind a pillar. “Holy Balls! Nope! Nope! Holy crap, I almost died! I don’t want any!” Author's Note Thanks for reading the chapter and hope you're looking forward to more. Sorry for the Extremely late update, but it took a lot of consideration and thought on what to write next for this aimless story. Hope It was fun for you, because it was and is fun for me. And I'll see you! In the next chapter. Bah Bye! Keep it cool, Condemned.
Straight through the Heart.I leant out from behind my cover to offer the small pony a warning, “I have a gun! and I’m not afraid to use it!” Inside my head, I was internally whimpering from nearly being killed so early in the game. As I poked my head around the corner to see where he could have been, another shot rang through the air as a bullet collided into the pillar. “Oh yeah? So do I!” Said the smug young stallion as he aimed down the sights of his longshot sniper rifle. Another shot flew towards me, striking the ground around my hooves, causing me to tumble over in fear as I pushed myself across the floor, away from the shot. I hid behind a pile of sandbags as I attempted on figuring out as to how I could use the blasted weapons. “How am I supposed to use this stupid thing? It’s not like I need fingers or anything to use these.” I grumbled as I soon became irritated with the complexity of the game. “The better question to ask is how in the hell is he using one?” I thought to myself for a moment as I pondered on the subject until I heard a small stone fumble across the floor. “What?” Instantly, I shifted my head to the left and right in search of that evil kid. “Hey.” Called a squeaky voice above me. I looked up and seen him leaning over the sandbags, watching me with his head leant against his hoof, and a Boltok pistol in the other, seemingly bored. “You’re new to this whole gaming dream world, aren’t you?” he asked. “I’m been playing games longer than you’ve been born. I’m just having a little trouble with something...” “And that would be?” I exhaled in defeat as I frowned, “I don’t know how to use these guns without fingers, how in the living hell am I supposed to use these?” “It’s easy, just pretend you have fingers, like... invisible fingers or something. Normally in the real world, it’s not as easy without magic. But in the dream world, it’s as easy as using your imagination.” “Really?” “Yeah.” He stood back up and holstered his pistol. “Just because I can clearly see that this is your first time, in good spirit, I’ll head back over to the other side of the room and we can give these sleeping ponies something to watch. Alright?” I nodded at his offer and he crossed the room. “Alright, are you ready?” I thought about it for a moment, “Just a second.” I fumbled with my lancer, attempting to at least firing a single shot before starting. I imagined myself having fingers and and clenched my pointer finger down on the trigger. A loud shot rang through the stadium, “Nice! This is going to be fun.” I stated as I grew a devilish grin. “Ready!” “Ok, let’s begin!” He dashed forward and ducked behind cover. I followed in suit, but searched the arena for another weapon that would best suit me. As I searched, I found the most beautiful weapon I could imagine. “Yeah!” I cried at the top of my lungs. Quickly thinking, I pulled out a smoke grenade and launched it towards his general direction. I waited for the smoke to blind his vision before sprinting full tilt towards my prize. “Torque bow!” I announced as I grabbed my new weapon off the ground and dove behind another pillar. “I hope you know how to use that thing, I just don’t want this battle to be over already this soon!” He scoffed. I smiled at his remark, “Oh, don’t worry kiddies... I’ll make sure to have your giblets cleaned off the stadium floor after I win this match!” I leant around the corner of my cover and aimed towards Button as I pulled the trigger back, “Poof!” The arrow stabbed his barricade, arming the detonation sequence within the arrow head. “Ka-boom!” I yelled in excitement as the explosion destroyed his cover. Though my happiness was short lived as I inspected the wreckage. There were no signs of Button’s remains, and the voice didn’t call from the ceiling. “Where in the...” “Right behind you.” called a familiar squeaky voice. “That was a bit sloppy, you could really work on your aim and strategies. You were almost too predictable to read.” Slowly, I turned around and could see down the barrel of his boltok pistol. “And no, I don’t give second chances.” “Alright... I surrender...AAGGHH!” I cried as I hit his chest with the butt of the torque bow, causing him to stumble over. “Poof!” With that, I sprinted away in the opposite direction as I could hear his childish scream echo throughout the arena as he grasped the arrowhead lodged within his chest. A gruesome and gory scene left in the explosions wake. “Predictable, eh?” I chuckled to myself for a moment just as the voice called once more. “And with that, Button Mash is out of the game! The winner of the Lunar Games is Markipony!” An uproar of cheers and boos boomed within the arena walls. “And now, for the moment we’ve all been waiting for! The final match of the night, our new challenger Markipony verses Equestria’s fiercest, strongest lead gamer, Princess Luna herself!” “Strongest? Fiercest? Just how good is this Luna anyway? She hasn’t even seen my skill yet.” I crossed my arms and drew a small smirk. “Oh, is that so?” Called an unfamiliar voice from behind. Author's Note Thanks to AhugeAcidTree for proofreading this chapter and I hope that this chapter filled your Markiplier binge. Anywhosers, Dio. Keep it cool, Condemned.
I'm Markin' your story.Hello fellow Markiplier fans, tis' I, Condemned. The story has taken somewhat of a stop at the moment, for I myself don't know what to do for his remaining time within Equestria. So, this is the part where I turn to you! Have somepony you wish for him to meet? How they would? Where they'd meet? And as for the little adventures he'll have, what should he do? If you have some ideas, you can do one of two things, or do both. (It doesn't really matter) You can either leave a comment or send me a PM about the next and future chapters! This story... is within your very hands. Tis' a ball of clay, you only need to shape it. Keep it cool, Condemned.
