Anti-Social Anon in Equestria

Small warning: I have no idea what I am doing.

Also the italic green text is what his Brain is thinking and the italic text is what Anon is thinking.

Music links will be put in to set the feel some of the scenes

Enjoy!

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You softly hum tunes to yourself on the way back to your apartment from work. You were currently going nowhere in your life, just flipping burgers at a dying fast-food chain. But going to work was always better than being home, sitting in the dark, sitting in front of a T.V. or computer, getting depressed, and playing chicken with a knife and a vein. Other than your special talent of getting depressed you loved to read, write, and workout a lot and would often engage with Parkour activities. To elaborate you are Anonymous Unknown, and to be honest you hate everyone and everything, and that's just how you liked it. You are walking calmly down a road in Downtown Manhattan, not to far away from where you were born and raised. Suddenly someone suddenly stops in front of you blocking your path, a young woman looking about your age. She is looking at you with curiosity in her eyes. You recognize her slightly, she was just another face laughing at you in High School. You decide its about to be one of those rare occurrences where you will have to...ugh talk. "Shut the fuck up and get over it, You are being a little beta bitch as usual"Your brain said. "Fuck off" You retorted back to your brain.

You don't slow down but walk around her and continue to your destination. The young woman started to walk next to you, forced a slight smile and said "Do I know you from somewhere?" squinting at you meanwhile as if to gain emphasis. Avoiding eye contact "Y-ye- *sigh* Yes you know m-me" you said. "From where?" she replied. "GOD DAMN IT!" you screamed in your head. You chocked out the words "F-from Hi-high School". The girl said ecstatically "Oh yea now I remember! Anon was it? You never really talked much now that I think about it." Your brain piped up "Durr what gave you the first idea?" Feeling irritated now that repressed memories were stirred "Yeah th...that was me, nice seeing you b...bye" you replied hastily increasing your pace. The woman now looking dejected "Oh okay... bye I guess." she said in a flat tone as she headed in her original direction.

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"I handled that like a pro!"You said in your head. "You handled that more like a faggot" Your brain quickly replied. Finally you reached your apartment room, the room number 34. You giggled like a idiot when you moved in but who is laughing now? Certainly not you. You would go for something better but apparently you got a collage degree that was majoring in the useless shit category. You stepped inside, locked the door, slipped off your boots, and began to clean up the areas around the Television and the Laptop. The apartment was rather small and it only had three rooms, The living room/kitchen, the bathroom, and the bed room. After cleaning was done to a satisfactory level you greeted your knife collection that you managed to smuggle in to the complex. These were your prized possessions and as far as you knew, or cared for that matter they were your only "Friends & Family". Your collection consisted of 14 knifes and one machete and you had all sorts of knives, big and small. Your favorite was a collapsible trench knife you called "Rosie" because of its soft red/pink color but you wouldn't dare say that out loud, the other knives might get jealous. You blew off about an hour giving all of them their nightly polish and sharpening. Then you decided to surf the web purely out of boredom. Your life felt like it was just repetition, you felt like it was lacking that...adventurous feel to it. You decided that it was useless whining about it but still it bore into your brain. By now it was about nine at night and it would be pointless to waste time awake rather than being asleep. So you ripped off your shirt and pants, put on shorts, and plopped down into your bed. You fell asleep quickly which was odd...you are usually a bit of an insomniac but something felt off in your house, felt off but you were too tired to care. You could not not see a soft green glow hit your eyes and hear a soft, low hum right before you fell asleep.

"WAKE UP FREAK!!!" Your brain screamed. You immediately jumped up and brandished your Bowie knife, which happens to be right by your bedside. Your bloodshot eyes look around the room, you notice the clock saying around 3 in the morning. ["What is it? and why did you wake me up? Do you know how long it takes me to fall asle-" "Yeah big deal asshole but there is something not right here. Can`t you hear that?" You held you breath to focus on the sound...He was right. There is a steady, soft hum coming from your living room. You resume breathing and looked at the door and you see a bright green light emitting from beneath it. "Whatever is making that noise and light must be on the other side of this door." You inquire. "YOU DON'T FUCKING SAY!?" Your brain quickly screams. You put your back to the wall next to the door, tightly griping your blade, prepared to strike if anything comes through your doorway. "What do you think it is?" "Go check it out." "Aliens?" "Go check it out!" "Ghosts?" "Anon!" "The Apocaly-" "GO FUCKING CHECK IT OUT PUSSY!" "OKAY!" You immediately burst through the door, knife poised to stab, but instead of seeing someone you see something instead. On the wall opposite to you, you see a green-glowing portal with a white swirl spinning at a slow speed within it. "90`s kids ho!" "Shut up, no one will get the reference. "Did we seriously just both break the forth wall?" ".....Maybe....."

You start to walk towards the phone to call for help. "Wait a sec" "What? why?" "Remember how you thought that your life is lacking?" "Yeah. where are you going with this?" You pick up the phone for emphasis. "Well... we should go through the portal. How does that sound?" "That has to be the dumbest idea we ever had." "...So are we going to do it?" "....Yeah give me five minutes." You reply, shaking your head and hanging up the phone. You get dressed, putting on black Jeans, putting on a black belt, and and a plain black T-Shirt because you can never go wrong wearing all black. You grab your backpack, which also happens to be all black, and empty its contents pouring all the papers on the floor and begin the task of stuffing clothes into it along with food and water. You packed two pairs of white socks, two pairs of elastic shorts, two pairs of white underwear, two black pants, two gray shirts, your favorite gray hoodie, your black parkour gloves and your black stealth mask. You had enough pop-tarts to strangle a fat man and enough water to drown him if it didn't work. So realistically 2 boxes of pop-tarts which held for packs each(all strawberry yuk) and three water bottles. You stuff your MP3 player in to your left pocket cause` them awesome tunes man. You also slip on your black steel-toe boots. You strap your backpack on and take a step towards the portal. "WAIT! You are forgetting something." "Oh" you say out loud. You turn towards your knife collection, you know deep down you cant take all of them. Many manly tears were shed. You chose to bring your Trench knife in your right pocket, strap your Survival and Bowie knives to your belt, Bowie knife on your right leg and survival on your left, and finally your machete strapped to your back between the backpack so the handle is sticking over your left shoulder.

You turn towards the portal once again and take one step "WAIT! You are forgetting a note." You let out a audible groan "Ugh" "What are you, my mom?" "No. I am your brain dumbass" You write a note:

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Dear Everyone,

I`ll see you in hell.

Love, Anonymous Unknown.

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You smile at your handy work and turn towards the portal one last ti-"WAIT!" "WHAT NOW?!" "You know what you need to do when you do when you go through that." "Oh good idea, Thanks!" "That's why I am here, dipshit." You step back and get in front of the portal and get a running start and dive towards the portal, You and your brain screaming at the top of your lungs "LEEROY JENKINS!!!!!"

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It all happened in the blink on an eye. One moment you were in your dark apartment and the next you were in a dark forest...or at least you think you were. Well you see you didn't take into account whats on the other side of that portal. Turns out you flew head first into a tree on your way out. Once you come to you mumble to yourself "Stupid physics" and you check if everything is alright. You feel your head first, there is a small amount of blood but you will live, then you decided to look around yourself. You are in a dim forest but you can see the light through some of the trees. It looks like its morning but something is off. Everything seems cartoonish and the colors seemed to be full and vibrant, even in a dark forest it looked bright, you assume its due to the blow to your head. You look to your wrist to see the time on your watch and then you realize you forgot it. You turn to where you thought where the portal was but all you saw was a scorched spiral on a gnarled old tree. "Well fuck" you mumbled "What now?" "Ow...umm think Minecraft I guess...ugh I hurt to much you are on your own." "As usual" "Fuck o- oh whatever"

You pick what you hope is west with the sun to your back and you trudge off in to the musty rain-forest like area. You silently consider taking out you MP3 player to listen to some tunes but you are in an unknown area and advise against it. You have been marching in the same direction for about two hour with out a sign of anyone and then you feel a odd vib within it. You feel as if you are being watched or even followed, you constantly check behind yourself and you are beginning to rest your hands on your now unbuttoned blades. What was even odder though was even though the sun was overhead it was still relatively dark. "Does something feel off to you?" "Look who's awake! and yes I think we are being followed." As if on cue waist high creatures reveal themselves. Their eyes were a sickly green and they seemed to be wolves composed out of bark. You unsheathe your dual blades slowly and put them in a defensive position as you see five step out into the open, snarling and gnashing their sharp wood-like teeth. All of them slowly surrounding their prey, just out of arms reach, green eyes gleaming the dim light of the forest.

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In a mocking, high-pitched tone "Hey listen!" "I swear to everything if you say that again I will kill us, now what?" "Maybe they are friendl-" In mid-sentence one breaks the ranks and leaps towards you from the right side, razor sharp paws ready to slash and tear."No they aren't!" you scream. You lean back quickly and just as the wolf is over you, you lift your survival knife in your left hand just in time to slash it`s under-belly wide open. An odd-smelling amber fluid splatters your left arm as it howls in pain and falls into its two comrades on the other side of you, the two others in front of you prepare to pounce when suddenly their ears perk up and they turn their heads to the left, completely distracted, completely exposed. Seeing your opening to the kill you quickly dash forward and slash both of their throats simultaneously, they both struggle to keep footing but fall and continuously ooze amber fluid. You turn your attention to the two others now up from being pinned by their now dead pack-mate. You once again get in to stance, ready for their attacks. But they turn their heads right and look into the forest just as the to others did. One of them suddenly whines and they both bolt out of sight with their twig-like tails between their legs.

Feeling cocky you grip both knives, lift both hands at your sides and shout after them "Yeah! Next time bring more friends!" "Ano-" "Who just got their wooden asses handed to them? You did! hahaha!!!" "ANON" "What?!" "They were looking at something!" You put your arms down. You feel hot breath impact your back and you slowly turn... and you are greeted face-to face with what you believe to be a Manticore. "Holy." "Shit."

To be continued....