When worlds collide

Dear diary,

Today has been equal parts amazing and fucking terrifying. I was attacked earlier by something that shouldn't exist (Says the unicorn). If you're a gamer, You might have heard of a little something called "Akrid". If you don't know about them, they're alien creatures from one of my favorite video games of all time, and good lord are they terrifying in real life. Actually, I wonder if I'm on Earth since there are Akrid here... I'll just have to look into that eventually.

Anyway, let me start out from the beginning. Remember how I said these clothes I found are pretty big? Well, want a sense of scale? My jacket was my only blanket last night as I slept... completely covered as I curled up. But that's not what you really want to read, is it? Well, how about an update of my magic abilities? I don't seem to have a larger mana reserve, but I have figured out something I can do to help stabilize my gun as I fire it. It's good that I discovered this too since I was attacked today and had to be able to fire more than one shot at a time. Anyway, so how did I figure it out? Well, when I pulled the trigger this morning during practice, I just imagined different things. I used whatever popped into my mind at each trigger squeeze, and eventually I got to the silly stuff. Sometimes, it's the silly stuff you'd think wouldn't work that actually work, and this time was no exception. So, what did I think of? A slingshot. I don't know what it is about a slingshot that helps me keep my magical grip on my gun for more than one trigger squeeze at a time, but it works so... yea, there's that.

So, there I was, enjoying a wonderful cherry ice lily (I'll work on a better name) when I hear some rustling. Now, I'm not your stereotypical horror movie character, I didn't call out or go investigate. I don't want to die just yet. Instead, I just ran to my cabin and grabbed the gun and a couple of extra clips. After making sure the current clip had some rounds, I headed out to see what the noise was. What I saw was a lone Sepia, or a biological tripod with three rather large jaws for a head. It wasn't much bigger than me, but it was still terrifying to look at. And where's one, there's always more. They're pack hunters. I'd rather deal with wolves in all honesty, but oh well...

Anyway, I raised the gun up and got my sight picture then fired. Damn thing went down in one shot, which kind of surprised me cause I was kind of in a gamer's mindset at the time. Pretty much, that means I was expecting it to take more than one shot before dying. I soon realized that I probably shouldn't have fired as three more soon showed up out of fucking nowhere. I took them down easily with one shot each, but it didn't seem to matter much cause even more showed up. It was like fighting a hydra. But regardless, they were on to me at that point, and that many so close meant there had to be a hive somewhere. If I was going to survive, I'd have to close it. The problem? I've not really had much ammo to start with. Regardless, I had no choice in the matter and had to risk it.

The risk was worth it. I did run out of ammo on the way to the hive, and had to actually fight hoof to... um, mouth, I guess? Anyway, I had to get by with punches and kicks after only a minute... and that wasn't really fun. There was one point where I'd be dead if I wasn't a unicorn. One Sepia pinned me from behind. I was on my belly, not the best of positions in a situation like that. Thank God for this horn upon my head. I didn't stab the assailant, I was pinned, but I did levitate it off of me and threw it against a rock. I can apparently throw harder than I thought because the thing split in half on contact. That's when another unexpected thing happened, the other Sepia refused to get closer to me. I think my display of magic and strength scared them shitless. That's how I got to their hive. That's right, they just up and abandoned their hive because I showed them a little magic.

Anyway, I got rid of their hive. I had no mana left at that point, so it took a bit of punching, and I was exhausted afterwards, but my security was all worth it. With any luck, that's the only batch of Akrid I'll run into for a while at the very least. Also got a new task: figure out how to manufacture .45s. I don't have machines or even gunpowder, so I'll have to use my magic. Hopefully I'll be able to figure it out (If it's possible) before too long. I dread to think of what would happen if there's more Akrid and they're not as easy to kill or scare off.

• The Akrid killer pony