The Nerds Fable
(1) When nerds become ripped
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When you think of a human in Equestria story, what do you usually think of? Maybe you think that you'll find yourself in Equestria, in the Everfree Forest, go to Ponyville, get some romance in with a backround pony or two. Well, maybe that has happened, I don't know for sure. Iv'e heard of lots of humans getting sent to Equestria recently so that could be for all I know. I wasn't so lucky. I landed in Equestria as a mythological creature I'm pretty sure most people have NEVER heard of. A girallon. If you have, you have officially earned my hardcore geeky fantasy collection that I left behind at my house.
When it comes to being a stereotype geeky brony am king. With acne, a literal neck beard, an obsession with My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic to an almost unhealthy point. I am so geeky it even inspired a fad in the eighth grade, almost all the kids in my class has a ponified version of them I drew. But don't get me wrong, just because I do all that stuff doesn't mean I can't handle myself. I took thai-quan-do lessons. I wasn't a black belt or anything crazy like that, just a humble blue belt.
It would have worked out had we not moved. Of course, it isn't like my parents decided to move. My dad got moved for business. So when my bronyness was considered quirky and funny at my old school, it is now considered to be "uncool." I have no friends because my school is full of freaking haters who think MLP is for little girls and homos. I wasn't bullied or anything, I just was sort of an outcast.
That all changed when one day, while riding my bike to the mall, planning on buying a new phone case since I was as fickle with my phones aesthetics as a girl is with her clothes. I was riding down the usual bike trail, it took me to within a quarter mile of the mall, so I didn't have to ride along crowded roads the whole way there. However, for some reason, when I came to a turn, there were some cones and big flashy signs with arrows and the word detour flashing pointing onto a side path I didn't remember or recognize. It seemed strange to have so much for just a simple road block, but I don't tend to question things when they looked expensive to set up.
I went on the detour, which was a thinner trail than the ten foot wide one I usually road upon, about four or five. not much room for other people to pass by. After riding what seemed like several miles, I came into a small field. The paved path abruptly stopped here, and since I had a street bike, not a mountain bike, I had to turn around. When I did so I saw that strangely, the asphalt had disappeared. In its place was grass, and where it entered the woods, trees.
The logical conclusion was to think 'oh, this is just a dream. Time to do some crazy shit for fun while there are no consequences.'
"I am afraid you are quite incorrect in that assumption laddie," said a strange voice behind me. It had an odd accent, like if a Scotsman was trying to impersonate a redneck. I looked and saw he was completely bald, and the sun glared off his forehead right into my eyes. He was fat and appeared to be in his late forties.
"Oh? Then what happened to the road?"
"I got rid of it."
"Of course," I stated in the most critical and cynical voice I could muster.
"Look, I'm rather bored today, so lets cut to the chase. I wanna see some blood and gore." He stated with a slight chuckle. "I think the best way to do that would be to grab some poor sap out of one world and randomly drop him in another, then just watch what happens." Rather straightforward, and more than rather crazy.
Ignoring that he called me a poor sap I countered "Right, and some crazy guy in the woods is gonna do this how?"
"Its difficult to explain, and not important anyway. Just make me enjoy it, so what would you like to be? I'll let you decide where you'll go and what you'll be, it'll be fun!"
"How about the My LIttle Pony universe?" I asked sarcastically.
"Oh yes, that is a splendid Idea, now what would you like to be?"
I had no struggle with this, I jokingly stated one of the most obscure fantasy monsters I knew of, to see if I can throw this guy off. "How about a girallon? if you even know what that is."
"Ha! You don't give me enough credit. Done"
Suddenly the world went dark, and I felt like I was falling, and a bunch more cliche stuff happened.
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