fallout

The first thing Marcus felt was pain. Not, there’s-a-pebble-in-your-boot pain, but-every-single-limb-has-been-crippled pain. With great agony, he managed to lift up his right arm and equip a doctor’s bag. After a few seconds he felt infinitely better. Now that that had been settled, he tried to figure out where he was. He remembered going to bed at wolfhorn ranch. He didn't remember anything else.

' No sense in just sitting here ' he thought, as he got up. For some reason, he couldn't stand up, so he was forced to walk on all fours. It was oddly easy. That should have been a red flag that something’s off. He was in a building, sort of crystal-y. Red flag number 2. He started walking out of the room he was in and walked into a purple horse with a horn and wings. Red flag number three.

Marcus blinked and rubbed his eyes. He looked at his hands. Which he didn't have. They had disappeared. He looked up at the winged unicorn, than back at his hands- HOOVES! That’s what they were. He opened his inventory, and grabbed a beer.

He could tell instantly, that this was going to be a very long day.

Twilight was slightly put off by this odd pony. First he rammed right into her, than he pulled an alcoholic beverage out of his backpack and took a big swig. He then took a deadpan look at her, obviously waiting for her to say something.

"Um, hello?" the pony’s eyes dilated mid swig, and he did a spit take. Right. In. her. Face.

"So you can speak! Man I have seen a lot of freaky shit, but this certainly takes the cake. I mean, I thought that seeing brains in a jar were at the top of the list, but this certainly beats that. Man, O would love you. if he was, you know, still alive." twilight did not like this pony. He seemed crass, an alcoholic, and for some reason, his eyes scared her a bit. "Well my name is Marcus, assumedly you have one as well?"

She shook her head and said, "M-my name is twilight sparkle, but beside from that. How dear you spit at me?! What have I ever done to you?!" he looked up, seemingly deep in thought.

"You’re right." she recoiled slightly. " It was wrong for me to spit at you. It’s just, I have never seen something like you." he shrugged.

She lifted an eyebrow at that. He’s never seen another pony? How out of touch is this stallion? "I accept your apology. And I have one more question for you." she noticed that he had finished that drink, dumped the empty bottle on the floor, and gotten another one. "Why are you in my room?"

Marcus looked around. He was indeed inside a bedroom. It was to lavish to be a normal bedroom, so she had to have been pretty well off. He looked at her and saw a slight blush on her face.

"I can see that me being here, is a bit odd. What time is it?"

"Uhhhh, 4:42 A.M.?"

He scratched his forehead and pulled out another beer. "I’ll tell you later. I prefer to not tell people weird news so early in the morning. Do you have a room?" twilight nodded and said,

"First room on the left."

Marcus didn't dream that night. He hadn't since big mountain. He missed his brain, sure, but he would rather not have something like that back in his head. He woke up in a cold sweat, just like before. Every morning, he has to bite his tongue so he wouldn't scream. Panting heavily, he goes over to what appeared to be a bathroom. He splashed himself with water and looked in the mirror. As he expected, he wasn't human anymore. He was a male horse, a stallion with a rather long horn in-between his eyes. He took off his regulator duster, and looked at his back. He had wings as well. He flapped them twice to see if they were real. He shrugged and decided to put his duster away for now. He looked at his inventory, and decided to see if everything is the same as it was.

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He looked at everything, and he concluded that everything was in order. He equipped the boomer flight suit, put his pimp-boy 3 billion down and exited out the door.

"So he just, appeared in your bed room?" Celestia sat with Luna, a contingent of 5 guards including shining armor, and twilight.

"Yes P- Celestia. I opened my door last night he just walked into me. In the ensuing chaos, I gave him one of the spare bedrooms. And before you ask, shiny, I did check and nothing was missing, so I doubt that he was a thief."

Shining armor released a breath and Celestia nodded. "It was wise of you to contact me, but I have to ask; what's taking him so long to wake up?"

As if psychic, a rather loud "AHHH" followed quickly by something falling down the stairs. The nine of them looked at the stairs and saw a rather large brown lump at the bottom of the stairs.

Celestia looked at him and said, "I assume that this is the pony that you found?"