My name is John. I woke up in a land of magical technicolor talking ponies, that was so new, but so close to Earth. Now I'm trapped, I can never go home, I'm forced to rely on these ponies to survive, as nations clamor for the knowledge in my head. . .all I want is peace, but it doesnt look like that will happen. . .
(Paused while I try and find a way out of the corner I wrote myself into. If you dont see anything for a while, bug me about it.)