That's just it the same shit different day that's what I let my life become bagging groceries smiling and don't forget the, have a good day. Walking to and from work same path with the same look on my face. Same clothes a black fry's hat and shirt black slacks black hoodie black sneakers and can't forget my trusty messenger bag which surprisingly it's gray. In my bag I have a first aide kit, Etool, sewing kit, and a half gallon of water. Having all of these things with me makes me feel like a wasteland survivalist, that can think his way through anything. Sometimes I wear my phone on my wrist like it's a Pip-boy.
I will tell you that I am a good shot I was involved with with a state rifle team and my J.R.O.T.C varsity team. Top three state and number one for J.R.O.T.C two years running. I like the first aid parts in class you get shot in the arm or the leg at least you won't die from blood loss. Land nav was fun to tuck me all four years to get it down but I wasn't born to read maps. P.T was fun no to much to tell about working out what running, pull-ups and push-ups.
Telling you who I was before my life was changed for the weird was just the author killing time and to give you some idea of myself, what's my straights are and some of my fallings. They will be showing up later I the store but now it is time you know a little about my friend and ware she comes from it's a magical place ware friendship, love and peace, used to rain supreme. That all changed when the Fire Nation invaded.
*Thwack*
"Ow! What was that for?"
"For being a dumb ass."
*Thwack*
"And tha-Humf!?"
"For being too bucking~ cute."
"Ok"
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"Well!"
"Hum o right the story. Ware was I o right ehem WHEN THE FIRE NATION INVADED!"
*THUNCK!*
'Ya not the best idea I've had but so worth it.'
Now the he will not be able to speak for about one hour or so let me introduce myself. My name is Heavy Cal I was born in stable 34 in Equestria, Lost Pegasus. We left the stable because the bail fire reactors were leaking most of the ponies didn't make it out most of them didn't die they just changed into ghouls. Just ten of them were still sane they tried to reach the reactors to shut them down. After there M.F.T (magical friend tag) in thar pit-buck ether went out or red we just left them. I was to young to know what was going maybe five or six years still just a filly. Lost all my friends and family that day there wasn't that many of us left twenty or so bye the time this idiot right here appeared I was 18 years old woman states in the wasteland if you ask me. We lost 18 good ponies that day it was just me and Cream pie. We were pinned down at are camp on the outskirts of Filly Delphia by two dozen Raiders when he crushes one bye landing on her face and slamming a small shovel into a nearby unicorns horn. Long story short he is hard to kill you'll hear why just not for me.
Now it's time to tell you what I look like hu? Well I guess I'm slightly more built then most unicorn and my coat is crimson while my mane is dark brown and my my eyes are a gold yellow. My cutie mark is a Barrett A.S .50 and a M.A.S 20 mm sniper rifle (Ministry of arcane science) crossed like a X. Got it when I wasn't sure what the M.A.S was thought it was a mounted turret gun that was modified for a griffin. Joe said overcompensating for a small dick when he first saw it. Cream pie said that it was for heavy armored units or robots guess who's right.
"Can I guess?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"Because you are supposed to be still paralyzed on the floor."
"oh I'm sorry was I supposed to be drooling on the floor while you watch Super Nanny?"
"I have no idea what that is but yes. The drooling on the floor anyways."
"How about we just given the memory orbs they're all unicorns after all."
"But it's more fun if we tell them~."
"How about we tell some and we show some?"
"Fine but you need too entertain me wale they're in the orbs."
"How will I do that?"
"O you know~ ha ha."
Last steps into first steps
'God dame! Today was a long one 4pm-12am well just more money for me I guess. Bagging groceries and pushing carts O what fun I can just die.' It was a long day and I was about to take my usual way home. Not know what was going on behind I had my headphones on and where listening to music. There was a high speed chase with the cops and a group of people in trucks on of them trend to sharp and rolled into me. That was the last thang not much of a way to go out or so I thought
"Well it's about time that I died." That was the first thing out of my mouth. Then I open my eyes and see that I was in a decayed city. It's night or early morning so I couldn't see very well so I turn on my phone's lite but when I raised my hand that it was strap too. It was different than before the velcro wasn't there just metal same with the rest of the fabric. Just looking I could tell it was like a pip-boy just more advanced sleeker. Doing the smart thing I turned it on and my left arm felt like it was on fire. As soon as It started it stopped. My eyes readjust to the H.U.D and it was great a compass, tracker and, heath read out. Then in big letters in the corner of my eyes was my first quest "GETTING ARMD." With A dark laugh I got up and look around for a weapon a stick or a long piece of rebar to use as a staff or something like that. Then I see a locker in a badly damaged store or what's left of it's started to glow Amber the same as my H.U.D. Going up to the locker I found two weapons a rusty combat knife and a scoped bolt action rifle with a suppressor. The only thing that was wrong with it is the magazine was broken and I don't see any others in the locker and not a single built."well at least l have a gun and a knife in my inventory now let's hope I don't have to use them to soon. Just need to get some ammo I think it's 5.56 maybe."
I was wearing my work clothes at the time I was in all black so I went inside what was left of the building. Thinking if I stayed to the shadows I'd be safer than out in the open. As I made my way to a corner that wasn't looking too bad I sat down and started playing with my pit-boy thing. Upon opening it the map wasn't even one I've seen. " where the hell is Equestria?" As I play with the map I realized that all the major towns and cities were bad horse puns. I fond out that I was in a city called Filly Delphia before I could find out more i heard muffled voices. I turned my pit-boys lite down as far as it will go. I put my hood on and listened to what they were saying. When they got closer they were red on my tracker so I grabbed my knife and waited. "Hay man what are you going to do with the next mare you see?" I wish my tracker wasn't this basic. "I'm going to ruthless rape her and you are going to help me!" Screw it they stopped right in front of the wall I was hiding behind so began pushing on it as it fell I heard "oh shit!" From both of them. "Pancakes." Was all I said that's when I notice that they weren't there I gripe my knife hard enough that my knuckles trend white.
I took a step forward my felt some thing soft and slippery. I almost lost my balance. When I looked at what it was it shocked me manly the fact that they weren't even human small horse maybe no they were to small ponies that's the word! "What in the fuck." I stood there for what felt like hours.
"Hi snap out of it."I heard a mans voice and heavy static. As I trend toward the sound I don't know what to I was going to see but what I did was not it. A hovering eye bot thang. "Okay I don't know what you are but you aren't from around here. What do you say to me helping you a little?" As I put my mind back together I don't think and answered him-it.
"Okay." I noticed that one of the ponies I killed had the same rifle as mine so I picked it up and pulled out the clip 7 rounds in it one in the chamber. The part that wasn't covered by the wall was his stomach. He had two more clips strapped thar so I grade them 8 rounds each. putting them into my pockets putting on of the clips into the rifle and chambering a round. "So what do you have in mind?"
"Just like that no questions for me what I am or why I'm helping you? Just lode your gun and say okay?" He said if he had done this before but got mixed results.
"Hi if you wanted me dead you would have gone with a bigger robot then that thang." Bluffing to seem that I wasn't as hopeless as he thought I was.
"Watcher."
Okay I'm lost. "What?"
"Call me watcher."
"Okay and I'm the bagger." Crap basket did I just call my self that?
"The bagger?"
Ya smooth as sandpaper Joe. "Ya it's what I did before I got set to this world so it seemed appropriate?"
"Okay then." The static was getting worse and worse. "I'm running out of time for now I'm sending a map marker to your pit-buck ok."
How did he know? "Pit-boy." Then it started blasting some old patriotic music and floated off. Okay then well ge-"FINDING FRIENDSHIPS." Ok then that happened. As I pulled up the map it had a square with a dash through it and said stable dwellers camp. "let see what I can do." Reaching into my backpack and grabbing my E-tole clipping it to my belt and slinging my rifle to my back with my knife in hand I set off.
