Ponyfinder: Get in the Game

by David Silver

5 - Character Considerations

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I held a hand at Bed Time. "Before you st--" Too late, she screamed. She fell out of the chair was in and collapsed to the ground, wailing from there.

Paul was patting himself down. Guess it was nice to have a body again. Brad snorted loudly. "Fucking hell, shut her up, and why did we come back here? I didn't want to leave."

Joe pushed up to his feet, chair clattering down behind him. "Hey hey hey. It's OK, uh, Bed Time?"

Bed Time suddenly stopped the auditory assault. "How do you know my name? Who are you? Where am I?"

I moved around the table to get towards her. She wasn't a bad looker, not supermodel material, or even super pretty, but she looked healthy and fit. It made sense on reflection for an earth pony to human. "We're the ponies you were just with. I'm Cloud Kicker."

She pointed at me. "You sound like a stallion! Oh my Celestia! You are a stallion! You poor thing!" She tried to stand and began wobbling dangerously. She flopped against the table, using it for support. "How can you stand so easily? This body is so weird!"

I just noticed with her ass on full display that she still had her cutie mark, the pillow on her hips. She had the green hair too, but there was no sign of the blue fur, replaced with dark flesh. I don't know why I assumed a pony would become a white human. At least she wasn't like an Equestria Girls human. "Please, have a seat. We'll go over all of this. You're safe, promise."

Bed Time pulled up the chair she knocked over and plopped down onto it. "Why am I the only one not wearing something? It isn't that cold in here."

Paul snapped out of whatever thought space he was in. "Welcome to my house. Bed Time was it? I'm Paul. You heard me just before you came here."

Bed Time's eyes widened. "Oh, that voice I recognize! You were invisible. Were you a...whatever that is, all that time?"

Joe nodded. "We were all humans to start."

Brad shoved to his feet. "Call me when it's time to go back." He stomped off towards the kitchen.

Bed Time watched Brad trundling off. "Who was that? They don't seem very happy."

Joe chuckled softly. "They were that big mare."

Bed Time nodded slowly, looking uncertain. "I can see why she's upset. She became a stallion too, an overweight one! So, please, explain this? I have to get back to my inn. Somepony might come by looking for a room."

I went back to my side of the table and flipped my laptop towards her as I pulled up a video. "This may be easier to show than to explain, but in this world, yours is a story."

"A story?" Her eyes become riveted on my laptop as an episode began to play. "Oh it's Princess Twilight Sparkle! Where are her wings, and why does this magic make everything look so... round?" It was playing the Canterlot Wedding, and Twilight did her butt wiggling dance. "I don't usually look for that kind of thing, but you can't see her... parts?"

Paul laughed at her reaction. "Sorry, laughing with you, not at you. The show's made for little kids, so they don't show anything they consider 'offensive'."

She tilted her head like a horse might. "What's offensive about that? It's just weird with nopony having one." Then it clicked. "Is that why you're all covered up?"

Joe nodded. "Got it in one. I'm Joe, by the way."

She smiled brightly. "Oh, at least one of you didn't change from stallion to mare or vice versa." She looked down at herself then. "I didn't change either, besides being a... hu what was it?"

I smiled at her patiently. "Human." She was kind of adorable in her cluelessness. She seemed eager to learn and not too scared of everything anymore.

"So, really, how do I get back?"

Paul frowned a bit. "We're still not entirely sure how we got there in the first place. We were playing a game of Ponyfinder and suddenly we were in it. When we finished the adventure, we got out." He gestured at the playmat.

She leaned forward with bright eyes. "Look, it's me!" She plucked up the miniature that wasn't there before. There was Bed time in all her glory. She was fully colored, pillow cutie mark intact. "I look ready for adventure. So this is like Oubliettes and Ogres? I played that once in school. So we just have to play again and I can get back, right?"

I lifted my shoulders. "Maybe? Like Paul said, we weren't planning it... But I guess if it works once, it could work again. Paul? Any objection to tweaking my character a bit?"

Paul hiked a brow. "Why?"

I flipped him the finger in a sudden urge. "You can't guess? I want to be a stallion if we go back in there. I was missing my man parts."

Bed Time flushed red. "Is that why you were being so nice to me?"

Joe coughed into a hand. "Nah, Ian's just a cool guy. Besides, you were nice. There's no reason to be rude to somebody."

"Pony."

"Body." Joe chuckled. "No ponies around here."

Paul waved. "Go ahead. I don't know if it'll change things or not, but go for it."

Brad returned with a cup of soda in hand. "He gets to change his character? I'm going to too. If I'm going to be anything, I want to be a dragon."

Paul shrugged. "I don't have any stats for a dragon character I want to use."

Brad made a displeased face as he settled into his chair. "Whatever. I'll go with a changeling then."

Bed Time stiffened. "Why would you want to be one of those?!"

Paul sighed softly. "They're called doppelgangers, and sure, whatever. You won't be large anymore though."

That was when I noticed a new sheet in front of Bed Time and reached for it. "Hey, you have a character too. That makes sense. You're an earth-bound barbarian it says."

She flushed brightly. "I'm not a barbarian! I always try to mind my manners... Was I really that rude?" She reached to grab the sheet back and got her hand on it, falling over the table in the effort before she could right herself. "Wait a minute... If I change this, will I change? This is too scary!" She slapped the sheet down and turned away from it.


Author's Note

Will they get Bed Time home? Will the adventure continue?! Will the police called because it sounded like a woman was being brutally murdered?

Will the typo creature ever be defeated and what loot is it carrying?

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