'Questria: Online

"It doesn't make any sense!" Mammatus slammed her hooves down on the table I had chosen for us to eat at, and to think over what had just happened. Luckily, I hadn't set down the two drinks I had bought for us or else they probably would have rattled and fallen to the floor.

I waited and stared at Mammatus for a few long seconds before setting down the mugs. These drinks were 6 bits a pop. There was no way in hell (or Tatarus now) I was going to let her throw that kind of hard earned money fall on the ground. Then again, I haven't completed a single quest since I been in this game, so the money was hers anyways, but, hey, there's still a valid point to be made here.

Mammatus caught my staring gaze and rudely asked me "WHAT?!" If I didn't know any better,and to be fully honest, I don't think she really liked me all that much.

This was going to get some getting used to.

"I'm just waiting for you to get done with your anger tantrum before I sit down." I told her truthfully. There was no reason for her to be all worked up like she was. It's not like she knew anything about Discord's plan...or if he even had a plan. He didn't really strike me as the kind of "guy" to think things out before executing them. Plus, with Mammatus's absent knowledge about what was SUPPOSED to go on in the game, I hardly doubt she knew anything about Discord.

"You don't understand." Mammatus slammed her head on the table top and pouted like a child- err or umm filly begging for ice cream. "I'm supposed to know and understand everything that goes on in this game! Discord isn't supposed to be like...well, like that!" Mammatus looked back up and threw her empty hoof at the open space in front of her, pointing at absolutely nothing in particular. "I don't think the Discord we saw is the real Discord that's supposed to be in the game."

Ok, so maybe she did know a LITTLE something about Discord's strange personality.

I asked her "What do you mean?" Hoping to get an idea of when or if I could get home. I had been checking my menu every thirty minutes to see if the log out button would come back up but I never saw anything, just a blank panel where it was supposed to be.

The two drinks I was balancing on my wing were finally starting to get heavy. I knew I was supposed to feel a bit of fatigue in the game, but I couldn't shake the fact that everything I was going through in the game was taking some sort of negative toll to my physical outside body. I also couldn't help but ask the question of what would happen if I took physical damage. Would I actually feel it? If that's the case, could my physical status from the real world transfer to this virtual world? Too many questions too early in the game, but they needed to be asked either way.

Mammatus eased her hoof back down and relieved the weight from one of the mugs off my wing. She sniffled her muzzle as she took a huge whiff of the content before answering me. "Discord isn't even one of the main bosses in the game. Like me, he's just-or he was supposed to be- an unique NPC, mainly just a quest giver towards the final boss."

"Oh." Was the only logical response I could think of to say. My imagination went wild with trying to put the pieces of this puzzle together. I had read all I could about this game before there was even a release date, and I had never even heard of Discord being featured in here.

"Maybe it's not Discord who's doing this." I finally took my seat across from Mammatus and slid the remaining mug on wing down to the flat top of the table. The mug slid smoothly down my wing and onto the table with perfection.

Mammatus didn't catch on to what I was trying to imply. "Didn't you just see Discord kill that one pony? Of course he's behind it!"

"No, no" I shook my head at her and waved my hooves. "Think about what you just said. When have you ever heard of Discord wanting to kill or even inflict physical harm to anypony?"

I could tell Mammatus was thinking about what I just threw at her long and hard. "So, are you saying maybe it was a changeling and not Discord?"

Okay, so not entirely seeing eye to eye with me but at least she was on the right track this time.

"Ehh not exactly, but maybe somebody else is trying to impersonate him and using him as a scape goat. Perhaps it's somebody with enough power to control the game to his own liking, one of the developers or something." Even listening to myself, I knew I sounded crazy, but Mammatus was agreeing with me.

"That's a pretty quick and acute accusation, but it kind of makes sense." Mammatus held her beverage above her bottom lip and her voice echoed a bit from the inside of the mug. "Why would anypony want to disguise themselves as Discord?"

"Maybe something personal? I don't know, I'm just spit balling here." I didn't think Mammatus would understand my definition of the term "spit balling" but she seemed to either understand or completely ignored it.

"Personal like what?"

I felt stupid after asking my next question. "Uhh...did you ever watch the first Scooby-Doo movie?"

The way Mammatus kept the mug to her lips and lifted her eyebrow at me told me she hadn't never heard of what I was talking about.

Being the clueless idiot that I am, I tried to explain it further to her. "In the movie, Scrappy, Scooby-Doo's younger cousin or whatever he is, tries to get back at Scooby and the gang for all the ways they treated him. Maybe somebody is using this game to keep us all trapped inside so he can get even with a group who did him wrong."

Mammatus laughed, finally took a huge swig of her drink, and said, "You don't have too many friends in the real world, do you?"

She could go screw herself, even though she was right.

"Shut up and drink." I took a drink from my mug as well and was instantly intrigued by how much flavor I had tasted. I couldn't wrap my head around at how real this world was too my own. It was pleasantly horrifying.

I knew Mammatus was thinking the same thing I thought too when we both simultaneously said "Wow."

"What did you get?" Mammatus asked me chugging another gulp for seconds.

"It's called 'Snakebite'. I had never had it before, and the name sounded kind of cool." I told her.

"You drink a lot back at home?"

I scratched the back of my mane at Mammatus's question. "Well..." I was a fairly average drinker back at home. I'd probably have six pack abs if I didn't buy a six pack every weekend for Saturday morning cartoons. Plus, being friends with a bunch of your old military co-workers, it's hard not to drink at every establishment that serves alcohol.

I thought over the best way to answer Mammatus's question without sounding like a lonely drunk. "I've...had my fine share of spirits and entertainment."

Why I chose to answer with that, I'll never know.

If expressions could speak words, Mammatus's expression would have told me how stupid she thought I was. She was about to tell me something until an Unicorn player barged in through the tavern doors and began screaming his head off.

The only reason I know he was a player and not an NPC was the color of his name title. Like mine, it was green. Where his differed from mine though, he had a guild name right below his. "The Sadistic Causers of Almighty Mayhem"....S.C.A.M. People and their guild names, I swear.

"They're coming!" The Unicorn screamed. I looked above his guild name to see that his was named "XxchaosxX". Don't ask me how to say that properly when you include the all the X.

"They're going kill me! Everypony quick, gather around me and we can...out number.... them...." Faith left the Chaos's eyes when he saw that Mammatus, the bartender pony, and myself were they only ones inside of the tavern. "W-where is everypony?"

The NPC bartender lifted his head and greeted Chaos. "Hello [XxchaosxX], and welcome to the Prancing Pony!" Hey, a Lord of the Rings reference. The bartender gestured his hoof across the entire bar and continued his automated greeting. "Take a seat and one of us will be right with you."

One of legs squeaked when Mammatus leaned farther back into her chair, strategically balancing her elbows on the counter so she didn't fall over. "Everypony's out looking for those 'bosses'. We're the only ones here."

"Oh." Was all Chaos had to say before he conjured a illuminating blue sword with his magic. "Then this will be easier than I thought." He whistled and the ponies who were supposedly trying to kill him barged in and stood strong by his sides. There was two of them, both Unicorns as well. It didn't take someone with half a mind to realize the two ponies beside him were actually his allies and not trying to hurt him.

The bartender NPC greeted both simultaneously when they walked in, but not as uniquely as he did with Chaos. "Hey there, travelers, and welcome to the Prancing Pony! Please, take a seat and one of us will be right with you."

"Well, boys, we won't get as many bits as I had hoped, but this will be easier than I thought." Chaos said to them both.

"Boys?" The only female unicorn of the group asked. "Speak for yourselves! I'll take both of them on by myself. They're still in the single digit levels."

There was no hiding that fact. Mammatus was just chewing my ear off on how we should be more focused on leveling rather than filling our bellies. The only quest line I had completed was the tutorial, and I had barely even finished that about an hour ago. I hadn't even killed a damn enemy yet.

"No shit, Vanilla Chair." The last and third Unicorn said. He was a pretty heavy set for what I expected a Unicorn to be, but that could have just been a reflection of his actual physique in real life.

Thinking the same thing I was, Mammatus asked Vanilla Chair, "How did you come up with a name like that?"

Judging by the way Vanilla Chair sighed and combed her mane back, I assumed she got the question a lot. Before she got the time to explain, I rose my mug over my shoulder and threw it in Chaos's direction. Remembering how Mammatus hit me with the health potion, I figured I could do the same with any other consumable item. I was able to connect the mug to his face and disorient him. He stumbled and wildly swung his blue magic sword in a crazy "X" swinging pattern.

The magical blade nearly cut the third Unicorn but made a impairing laceration on Vanilla Chair's back leg. She fell over tried to stand back up immediately, but her back leg wouldn't support her for any longer than half a second before she fell over again. She grunted and began to charge up a spell aimed at me.

I opened my wings and kicked the bar stool from underneath me, sending it flying in Vanilla Chair's direction. The wooden furniture disrupted her spell as I had hoped it would. I took no time to bolt over to her and put my right wing to her throat. I could see her gulp frighteningly when I pressed the tip of one of my bladed feathers deeper into her neck when her friends aimed both their horns, charged with spells, right at me.

"Fire those spells and I'll finish her with a quick slice. Your spells won't be strong enough to kill me with one shot even if they both did hit me!" I yelled at both the unicorns and slid my wing further down so the blades were just under Vanilla's throat.

I had never held a hostage before, I always the one trying to save the hostage, back at home. Holding a blade to this poor women's throat, I couldn't understand how the sick bastards at home could get any sense of satisfaction from mistreating a woman like this. I instantly felt a disgusting fuel of dominance that made me want to hurl. Despite I much I hated it, I needed her if I wanted to survive this current situation though. If dying in the game truly meant death, I was going to have to take this game in all seriousness.

I saw both the Unicorns exchange glances and cancel their spells. "Alright." Chaos said. "You're hardly worth our time or the magic expense anyways."

Typical butt-hurt PvPer. What a sore fucking loser.

They began to both turn around and leave out the front doors they entered through until Vanilla Chair called to them. "WAIT! You can't leave me!"

Chaos had already walked out the door, ignoring Vanilla completely. The second one looked at her with a smug expression. "Sorry, babe. We watch our boys' back, not girls. You can handle them both, right? That's what you said."

From my perception, I could see guilt and the image of hindsight on Vanilla Chair. If I had been anypony else, I would have made her eat those words and killed her right then and there, but I couldn't. She was trying to survive this virtual hell hole just like I was. There's no rules in survival, no mercy, but I showed mine to Vanilla Chair once the second Unicorn left outside the tavern.

I removed and pulled my wing away from Vanilla's throat. I rolled her away with a small push from my front leg. My intentions were never to hurt Vanilla, just use her as a bargaining chip. If those unicorns had actually fired both their spells at me, I would have been at a low amount of health and Mammatus would have ended up holding them off by herself as I recovered.

Vanilla's face was full of surprise, completely speechless with widened eyes. I was crazy to keep her alive after she tried to almost mug me and Mammatus, and Vanilla Chair knew that too.

The expected question I had anticipated to answer came from Mammatus. "You're letting her go?" She asked. "She was going to kill us!"

"Well, now she's not, and I'm the one deciding to her fate."

"Fuck that!" Mammatus said, running to Vanilla's tail and stomping hard on it so she couldn't run off. Vanilla shrieked when Mammatus dragged her back beneath her.

I bit down on Mammatus's tail and pulled her off of Vanilla Leg. "NO! I'm saying we let her go." I put on the most authoritative voice I could manage. My voice was about three times deeper than normal, but I had gotten my point across.

Mammatus's glare nearly set me on fire with the same flare that was burning in her eyes. I was lucky that Mammatus would only kick me in the face at worst. Her loyalty to me was too important for her to break. She was sworn to help, guide, and follow me in every way.

All I got from Mammatus was a loud "FINE!" and a quick slap to the face from her tail. Knowing women like I do, I knew "Fine!" was ten times worse than a "I hate you!", and I doubted Mammatus was any exception.

As soon as Mammatus picked up one of the fallen stools and sat back down at the table, I went to Vanilla Chair, generously helped her back up on her hooves, and asked her, "Are you okay?" A bit of a rhetorical question, considering the fact she came close to death twice in the past thirty seconds.

She gave me a confused look. It was understandable though. It's not everyday somepony who you were about to mug kicks your ass, saves your ass, and asks you if you're okay.

I asked her again, "Are you okay? What were you after?" It was absolutely clear what her and her friends were after.

Vanilla put a hoof to her head, "Head's just a little fuzzy is all..."

I looked up at her health bar to see that she was take bleeding damage from the laceration on her leg, and at a alarming rate too. I popped open my menu, hearing that stupid ringing sound it made every time I did, and requested a trade window with her. "Look, I got the collectors edition of this game. I can spare three potions with you. Take 'em."

A shout came right behind me from you-know-who. "You're giving your items away to her?!"

"Once the bleeding finally finishes, she's only going to have a chunk of health left. There's no need to kill-".

If irony had a voice, I would have heard it laughing. I heard the unsheathing of something familiar coming from my ear closest to Vanilla.

In just the nick of time, I turned around to see Vanilla Chair holding a knife, with her magic, aimed right above the back of my neck. I didn't even know she had one let alone even try to use it one me.

Before, Vanilla could stab the knife into the back of my neck, I closed my menu window, and thrusted my helmeted head towards her face, shoving the the heavy metal right where her muzzle was. The knife feel and dropped in between the two of us. I gave Vanilla no time to even think of charging a spell, and stabbed both my bladed wings deep in Vanilla's front side and out through the bottom of her shoulder blades.

I could heard the bones split and muscles rip when my blades cleaned through her soft flesh. Her low-class mage attire held no defense for the swift attack. A cry of pain left Vanilla Chair's mouth when the remainder of her health finally dropped below zero. She tried to push herself off my wing, but I held my strong leg over her back to keep her on, hugging her to the blades.

Mammatus was surprised to have seen me kill the mare who's life I just spared moments ago. She looked at me holding Vanilla with my wings and leg until she stopped moving. She stayed there motionless, lifted in the air by both my wings, her head finally bowed low. I'm not sure if she thought the could one shot me with a back-stab to my armor, but why in Equestria she would choose to do so when I graciously offered her a much better option, I'll never know now.

I was too focused on what I had just done to realize Mammatus came around to my front and carefully removed Vanilla chair from the tip of my wings. The large gaping hole from Vanilla's chest to her back made a wet popping sound when Mammatus finally removed her. I just stood in place with half of my armor dripping in blood, my wings still lifted in the air.

Even though Vanilla had intended to attack me, I didn't feel right for taking her life like that, but I had no choice. Not even a day in this game yet, and ponies are already killing one another for the other one's equipment.

My full-faced helmet proved me no good in trying to hide how I felt about killing Vanilla. Mammatus could tell that I was feeling awful and didn't bug me about the issue anytime that day. She just set Vanilla down easily back to the ground and took her seat back next to me back at our table. We actually didn't say anything at all the rest of the time we were at the tavern. We just stared at our drinks and drank a sip every now and then until they were both empty.

Sadly, I hardly felt any remorse for killing the poor unknown player, but I guess that's a result from the Marine Corps. I only got deployed once in my four year contract. Got into some fire fights, survived, got called a "War Hero". Supposedly, killing someone's son and surviving a battle is all it takes to get called a hero. ~~God~~ Celestia knows I didn't feel like one though...Taking another life as a civilian didn't make the matter any better.

We left the empty tavern after that to realize how late in the day it had gotten. Mammatus tapped on my armored shoulder and pointed to a river near by. "You might want to wash up before we go back to down town Canterlot."

The blood on my armor had dried and could have easily been peeled off, if I had my fingers. Throwing a towel in my face that she drew from her inventory, Mammatus told me, "Come on, I'll help you wash if you forgot how." There was a strange emotion in her voice that I could only describe with the word "flirty".

If Mammatus had been a human girl, I would have jumped on her offer before I could even blink. But, (and I know you're not supposed to start a sentence that way, but I'm stuck in a mmo. So, back off) being the gentleman that my father taught me to be, I restrained my sexual urges. Pulling the towel off around my head, my mane went up in a crazy pattern of messy spikes. "I'll do it myself. I don't need you to help wash me."

The next thing Mammatus said threw me for a loop, "Okay, but what if I wanted to?" She did this flirty fluttering thing with her eye lashes that I absolutely fell in love with once I saw it. (I'm stuck in a video game full of ponies, it gets pretty lonely pretty fast. Back off.)

Now, I was not expecting that sort of response from her. My jaw dropped from the rest of my body, hitting the bottom of my helmet and making a "clunk" sound that Mammatus definitely heard. I couldn't believe what I had heard. Had she really just offered to give me a happy ending? Is that even possible in this game? I'm not complaining if it is, nor am I condoning it, I was just surprised.

Repeating herself, and making my tail stiffen up, Mammatus added, "I won't even use the towel if you want."

Holy shit. No idea where all this was coming from, but I liked it. I didn't even know you could even do this sort of thing in the game. I tried to say something in response to her, but I just ended up stuttering really bad and making myself look like an idiot. No surprise there.

It wasn't until Mammatus's cheeks were turning redder than her coat already was with laughter, I realized she was just pulling a mean (and incredibly cruel) joke on me. "Sweet Celestia, I can't believe you actually thought I was serious! You're a real freak, you know? Go bath so we can get back in town, you sick bastard." With that, Mammatus pulled the towel down barely over my eyes just enough to see her swinging hips at me when she walked away.

What a tease.

....What? Don't act like you have noticed a pony's ass befo...You know what? I'm gonna stop myself right there before I finish that sentence and dig myself into a hole too deep for me to crawl out of.

Not that I'd be into that sort of thing, but I mean, come on, I'm wasn't going to pass it up if the offer is there. Wow, that statement did make my predicament any better. What I mean is...Aw, hell! I'm was going to be stuck inside a video game for the next Celestia-knows-when. Give a break, will you? Sheesh.

Almost after thirty minutes, and halfway through the cleaning of my armor and bathing, I heard the sound of another body entering the river on the opposite side. I didn't pick up my head to see who it was out of shame. I persistently avoided looking up once I saw the ripples of water move towards me. There was going to be no way in hell that I was going to let Mammatus tease me again.

"Go away." I ordered her, knowing good and well she was going to do the exact opposite of what I told her. Useless ass NPC.

A quite, "Oh", followed by a, "I'm so sorry. Were you trying to have some alone time?" That voice did NOT, I repeat, did NOT belong to Mammatus. It was way too timid and...kinda cute. The sort of cute that made you go Squee!

Faster than a Bruce Lee kick, I picked my head up to see the adorable owner of the cute voice. Oh. My. Celestia. I thought her voice was cute. When I actually saw her, I just about fell in love. She was absolutely, just, daww. I can't even describe it with words. She was a cute petite pink earth pony with tiny pigtails in her light blue and lime green mane. She definitely put some creativity (and time) in her character design by the looks of it.

Her armor was set aside at the other side of the river, a low-level, like me, but that was to be expected. Above her, her name title read "Pastel". More than likely a painter or something to do with art.

After not hearing a response from me, Pastel asked again, "Did you want some time to yourself?" I had gotten so lost in her unique character design that I forgot to respond. I was just so relieved to finally see some creativity! Honestly, you wouldn't believe how many red and black ponies there were in this game. There was more red skins here than there was on the first Thanksgiving.

,"No, I just thought you were-" and just before I was about to finish that sentence and introduce myself, the master of bitch-fu, Bitch Lee, comes out of nowhere and drops this number.

"Hey, ass hat, I found some herbs. I can't pull them, and that reminded me, you need to assign us some professions if you plan on making any money." Mammatus finally caught sight of Pastel, after reminding me of that very important matter, and immediately asked, "The fuck is she?"

If there's an anger management class in this game(there should be, you can do everything else under the sun here), I'm enrolling Mammatus the first opportunity I get.

I saw Pastel do a small flinch and back step away from Mammatus. I couldn't blame her, Mammatus's red coat reflected her personality perfectly. "I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I can leave, if that's what you would like."

....Fluttershy concept, anyone?

"Actually" Mammatus started, " I would LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THAT!" I'm not sure if she was intentionally referencing Princess Candace or not, but that was the impression that I got.

Like before, and many times after this, I stopped Mammatus from scaring off a valuable player. "Hey, hey, hey!" I screamed at her. "There's no need for the hostility. Maybe she could be viable to us. Who knows, she could point us in the right direction of where to find the first boss."

And just one queue, Pastel said, "I was wondering if you two could help us with defeating the first boss? You're the only one's with COF (Circle of Friendship) equipment that I could find." My point was valid after that statement. Mammatus could suck one.

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"HA!" I laughed in Mammatus smug face and bopped her in the nose. " I told you! I told you!" I began to bounce around an sing around Mammatus the same line over and over again like a little kid. "She. Needs. Us. So. Piss. Off." I spoke one word with each boop I did to her muzzle.

Proving how right I was in front of Mammatus's face felt good, really good, until...

"And I couldn't help but notice you two weren't in a guild. If you wouldn't mind, I can invite you to my guild, and you can quest with us to the first boss. We're the only one's who are aware of where he is."

It was Mammatus's turn to mock me. She ~~booped~~ punched me in my muzzle and laughed, "Ha, Ha!" ~~No one~~ No pony likes a smart ass.

I grasped my nose tightly and faced back towards Pastel. "Who's this us?"

"Me and my friends"

"My friends and I", Mammatus corrected Pastel, interrupting her through her explanation.

I kicked Mammatus in the front of her knees and stomped on her hoof. She was fortunate that I wasn't wearing my armor at that moment. I checked behind me to make sure my armor was still there where I left it. Sure enough, it was. I swung my head back around and nodded to Pastel, urging her to continue where she was rudely interrupted.

"We...We started a small raid group, twenty players to be exact, and one friend spawn. Kind of like her." Pastel gestured her eyes to Mammatus, which, surprise, Mammatus take too kindly to. Looking back at me, Pastel continued, "The Guild master, my brother, wants to keep it strictly a twenty person raid so we have a definite chance to get the rare weapon drop."

I couldn't blame her brother wanting the rare weapon drop, but going in blindly with a twenty player raid with no information on the boss, not such a smart move.

"Oh." Mammatus smiled and winked at Pastel, kind of in a weird seductive manner. "I see what you're saying." Considering what Mammatus said next, she obviously didn't. "You want us to take out your brother so YOU can get the rare weapon drop."

What, what, what?! Mammatus, where in the hell did you get that idea?

Pastel had about the same reaction. "What? Oh no, no, no! I mean, my brother is kind of rude, but I don't think he doesn't deserve to die."

"Only one way to find for sure."

I kicked Mammatus in her knee again. "Mammatus, no!" Seriously, my Jack Russel was more obedient that her, and she eats her own turds. Not really relevant, but just wanted to mention I have a dog that needs to get feed. Hint. Hint.

"We can help." I promised Pastel. She made a smile that almost made me want to snuggle her. Mammatus, on the other hoof, made a grotesque moaning sound that made me want to suffocate her with a pillow. "I'm a tank class so I can aggro the boss while everyone else does damage to it."

"We can talk about tactics when we meet my brother, Dasani." (Yes, like the bottle of water. Creativity at it's finest!) Pastel opened her menu with the ringing theme sounding after. "I can invite you two to the guild so you can get all the extra EXP. and stuff like that. Dasani will hate me for it, but to show my gratitude, and a little thank you, for you guys joining us, I'll promote you both to Captains so you can have access to all the guild bank tabs. It's mainly just a bunch of potions and elixirs for now."

This was actually turning out not to be so bad. In most other MMOs I played, I usually just joined a guild to fill their charters and have an extra line of text underneath my name. Speaking of that, I politely asked Pastel, "Hey, what's the name of this guild anyways?" My question got answered when her guild invite finally hit my inbox with that damn annoying "bing" sound. I waved my hoof to open up my menu and looked down to see the message Pastel had just sent me, it read:

From: Pastel
To: Nimbus

You have been invited to join the Harmonized Bakeries

Please accept or decline below

Once I saw the name, I looked up just in time to see Mammatus opening up the very same message in her own inbox. When she read that name, the look she gave...even though she made no physical sound, I could hear screaming internally at me, telling me how much of a dumb ass I was and how she wanted to shove her hoof somewhere inside my body where a hoof doesn't belong.

I quietly mouthed the words "My bad" to her. It didn't change a thing, not even how tempted how she was to cut off my balls and wear them around her neck.

"Is everything okay?" Pastel asked in a very light voice. I could tell she took notice of Mammatus's and my own expression, we didn't do too great a job of hiding it. Granted, it's pretty uncommon to come across any guild with a decent name in any MMO, but come on! This was...I don't even know...

I breathed in through my nose and huffed out through my mouth to relax myself. Who knows maybe these guys aren't even that bad. Answering Pastel's question after I accepted her guild invite, I told her, with a faked smile, "No, nothing. Everything's peachy!" I must have had the smile of a serial killer. Pastel flinched at my face gesture, and if I'm not mistaken, I think I might have even saw her losing some health from looking at me.

Seconds after I got accepted in Harmonized Bakeries, I saw the guild name pop up and place itself right below my own name. Soon after that, I saw the same thing happen to Mammatus's name, I don't think she was as acceptive of the name as I was. Especially after the message she private sent me right after.

From: Mammatus
To: Nimbus

I hate you

,love, your friend spawn, Mammatus

I shrugged off Mammatus's private and more formally introduced Mammatus and myself to Pastel. I showed her our stats and even told her and elaborated more on our Circle of Friendship equipment. Needless to say, Pastel was absolutely astonished at our stats. Even though our levels were quite lower than her own, our stars far surpassed hers, thanks to our CoF equipment. Praise Celestia for collector edition games!

In return to us (more me) talking about ourselves, Pastel told us a bit about herself and her brother. Technically, her brother wasn't really related to her. They were just incredibly close online friends. They had been playing MMOs together since the World of Warcraft beta. They always played classes that complimented each other. When they heard of 'Questria: Online, they couldn't help but to try it out for themselves. Pastel went with a stealth based class while her brother rolled as a tanking class. She was worried for him because he had never tanked in any other MMO before. Plus, with her being a stealth class, she couldn't really help him, or herself, if they got stuck in between a too tough of an enemy.

Luckily, they joined the game with other friends they had met in their years of playing MMOs, one of those friends being a heavily dedicated healer. When I heard that, I didn't fell as much regret joining the guild as I did about three minutes ago.

"How good is he?", Mammatus asked Pastel about the guild's main healer.

"She" Pastel corrected. "Melody has been playing healing classes forever. Trust me she knows what she's doing."

Melody...Melody...At the time, I couldn't remember why I knew that name. I don't know why I knew it. I had only met those two mares back in Canterlot, Lilly and...Celestia damn it!

Mammatus knew and remembered exactly who Melody was, and her Siamese twin, Lilly.

I seriously don't know how much worse my could have gotten. I hate guilds. I hate those two mares. I hate this game. Celestia strike me with lighting if you're just going to keep torturing me.