A cosplayer is sent to the Equestria of a hundred years ago - a Victorian era of high adventure on the wild fringes of the world. Too bad he's a PDF trooper from Warhammer 40k.

A contest entry for the Rage Review's group, the F*** THIS PROMPT Round 4.

The prompt: "A Cosplayer ends up in Equestria with his/her stuff."

I'd never write a pseudo-Displaced fic otherwise. Must be complete by July 13th. Emperor save me.