Life as a terminator t600

by Fa-18

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Anthro, Dark, Science Fiction, Adventure
Length: 710

I was heading to a cosplay contest at a convention as a t600 terminator, now im said terminator in the land of equestria.

O.k, so i went to a convention that arrived here in LA. I learnt that they were having a cosplay event so i decided to go as a t600 from terminator salvation. Ya know, the one that flings john conner towards the chopper. Then something happened and i blacked out. Now im walking the plains of equestria that is full of anthro horses/ponies whatever. And im also trying to avoid certain attention. So if you want, tag along. If not….carry on and go somewhere else.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-03-27 05:02:44 UTC

Prologue

Okay, just a tad bit more weathering to the helmet. And there, a complete terminator t600 helmet. Completing my t600 terminator costume from the movie, Terminator Salvation. Making it look fresh out the factory. No skin, rags, or boots. Just the normal, original design. the only accessory is the mini gun with the bullet chain and the ammo box. Now if you're wondering why I built a costume that took about a year, well, it's because there is a convention coming to town. And they're hosting a cosplay, and I'm going as a terminator. Oh, just to throw it out there, my name's Nick. That's all I'm going to say. But back to business. The convention starts tomorrow and lots of people will be going. And it's starting to get dark, so I'm going to hit the deck. So night.

  Today is the day I head to the convention. I had donned my costume, put the accessories in the truck cabin, and headed to the convention. Now as you can guess, the traffic was heavy. And after thirty minutes of waiting for the traffic to die down, I finally get to the convention. Key word, finally. So I find a parking spot, grab my things, (yes I drove in the costume. Had to explain to the cops why I was doing that.) and went on in to the convention. And it was a party in my opinion. As soon as I entered, there were thousands of people at the convention. Each and every one walking, taking pictures, all the things people do at these events. Some even asked to take a picture with me. so through out my time there, I started looking around the stands where they sell stuff. Not five minutes later I come across a stand where the merchant is dressed as a resistance fighter from the terminator franchise. And on his stand is a bunch of goods. From plasma guns, to  models. But one thing that catches my eye. It's one of those voice/sound effect audios. Something I did and did not need.

''Hey, how much for that voice changer dohicky?'' I ask

"Well, a t600. That's a nice set up. Well, the voice changer is fifty bucks. But I'll cut ya a deal. If you buy this custom Grenade launcher along with this plasma gun, i'll give you the voice changer for free." Why make that deal. Welp no deal. I don't care what you say. So I kindly decline and pay him the fifty dollars. And if you want to know, I had a wallet in one of my back pockets. Now after buying said item, I went on my way. Then I started to feel drowsy. then black.

It had been probably, ten minutes sense I was out. After that I started to come back from unconscious. What confused me was that everything I looked at was in red. Then some form of system diagnostics started appearing, outlining different objects. And apparently my self. And then I start to look around. Buildings, basic city structure, and an apparent attack. By some type of anthro bug. One of which is about to harm a little anthro horse kid, but is staring at me. Well, he starts hissing, then tells me to surrender. not a chance. Oh and look, I got my mini gun/chain gun. Current ammo of two thousand rounds. I then bring up the gun in my left arm, cause i'm left handed, the barrel starts spinning and I let 'em rip. The sound of the mini gun firing echoed through out the alleyway as I riddle the creature with holes, more holes, until he is cut in half. The sight is not pretty, So I wont go in detail. But it made the poor kid pass out. So I started out the alley, and lo and behold, It's an invasion. And there are currently one thousand of those bugs standing in front of me. Then one of them shoots a bolt from its horn towards me. And it does nothing. Just forces my shoulder to the right. I then looked at them. Time to show them what a terminator can do to a battalion alone. And now begins their massacre.