The Crazy Life Of James Sparkle

You are sprinting through the woods, zombies, skeletons,  and an endermare hot on your tail. You are running low on food, and your health isn't doing well. You have been running for a short while now, and you can see a light from a torch in the distance. A light from a torch that signals shelter. A small wooden shack, not the best shelter. Right when you step inside, you hear a soft 'click!' followed by a hissing sound. As soon as you entered, you are engulfed in a ginormous explosion. The screen goes red, reading these words. you died!

"Are you kidding me?!" You yell in frustration as Rumble is laughing his head off. "What's so funny, Rumble?"

"I cannot believe you ran into my trap shelter! Hahahahahahahaaaa!!!! Oh Celestia I think I'm crying!" He laughed as he rubbed a tear from his eye with a hoof.

"Haha laugh it up. Oh hey Rumble your food meter is empty." You say looking to his screen.

"What?!" He yelled as he  started dying. You sat there laughing as he started to starve to death. However, while I was doing this, you failed to notice Button Mash luring a pack of creepers my way. When you looked back to the screen, you were surrounded by creepers closing in on my position.  Before you could even react, you were blown to bits by the green creatures.

Button Mash's door opened, and his mom came in. "Hey, James. Your mother called. She said it's time for you to go home now."

You got up and reached for the fake moustache. "Here you go-"

"No, no, no. You're part of the group now. You keep it." Button Mash said, cutting me off.

You shrug it off. "Alright. See ya!"

"Bye James!" The two colts said.

You walk outside, which was pretty dark, and while heading towards your home you feel a sudden surge of pain from the back of your head, followed by a 'gong!' noise. You plummet to the ground, landing face first. You are now getting dragged by something, but you can't tell what it is. Your vision goes blury, and then everyhing goes black.

You wake up, with leather straps holding you down in a chair, in a very dark room. The only source of light is a light bulb above your head. There is a weird helmet on your head, with wires connected to it leading somewhere in the darkness.

"Hello?" You call out. "Anypony there? Mom?" You regret saying that last sentence. Why would Mom have put you in the situation you're in now? Because of that, you mentally slap yourself. You struggle a bit, trying to loosen the straps, only to be rewarded with a golden aura surrounding the straps, tightening them.

You look up for a moment and see a shadowy figure resembling a unicorn. It moves closer, revealing a mint green body with golden eyes, and a blue mane with a white streak. It appears to be a mare as well.

"Who are you? Where am I?!" You ask the her.

She giggles. "Oh, you do not know how long I have been waiting for this moment. Now, just sit still while I run these completely harmless tests on you."

You don't like the way she said 'completely harmless' to you. The light above your head shuts off, and two blinding spotlights come to life directed at you, causing you to wince at the sudden and harsh light.

Once your vision returns, you look around the now dimly lit room. You find the unicorn writing something down while looking at the screen of a large machine connected to the same wires attached to the weird helmet you have on. You see a table straight across from you, with a closed toolbox and then...... these next two scare you.......scalpels......and syringes.

She looks over to you and sees your expression, then looks over to the table and laughs. "Don't worry! I just forgot to put those away from one of my.........previous studies.............you'll be fine.........hopefully......"

She looks back over to the screen, writing down something. "Alright....now, we just pull this and..." She pulls down on a lever, and you feel a strong stinging sensation in your head, and you silently scream, clenching your eyes shut and grinding your teeth.

"I thought you said they were harmless!" You yell.

"Shhhhhhhh! Be quiet! I don't want Bon Bon to hear!" She whispered/yelled.

Your head wasn't stinging as bad as before, but it hurt pretty bad still. "Ain't Bon Bon that one mare who works at the candy store?"

She nodded her head.

You take a deep breath, ready to yell, but before you can, Lyra puts her hoof over your mouth. "If you even dare..." Her horn was surrounded by a golden aura as a scalpel from the table flew up in front of your face, giving you the message as your eyes widen.

"Now, sit still and be quiet while I continue these tests, then you can leave. Got it?"

You slowly nod your head, never taking your eyes off of the blade levitating in front of your face.

"Good." She sets the scalpel back onto the table as she heads back to the weird machine. You see some sort of keyboard appear from a slot in the machine,  and she starts typing something on it while whispering to herself.

"alright......subject status.............continuing test.............doing fine so far......................test complete............................going to retrieve blood sample....................................make sure to put tape on mouth to muffle screaming.................okay......aaaaaaaand...............done!"

What you were able to make out from her whispering frightened you......allot... She walks up to you with tape levitating beside her. It flies toward you and sticks right on target, covering your mouth entirely.

She levitates a syringe from the table and brings it to your arm. "Alright, this might hurt a bit." You notice that there is a liquid in the syringe already.

You try to kick you legs, but they are held down by the leather straps. You start to scream, but it's muffled by the piece of tape over your mouth. You stick out your tongue, licking the edges of the tape until it becomes unstuck and hangs off of your mouth.

"SOMEPONY ANYPONY HELP ME THIS MARE'S CRAZY HELP ME PLE-"

You are interrupted by the syringe being jammed into your arm, making you very tired and weak as the unicorn had just drugged you.

The last thing you remember seeing is a light coming from an open door, and a pony standing there with a shocked expression on her face.