Stay down!

"Hey mom, I'm going out! Don't miss me while I'm gone!" Jeff said, already starting to walk outside of his parents three bed, two bath, small-as-all-buck apartment.

All he got in response was a muffled "mm-hm" from somewhere in the kitchen. So with that he opened the door and left home for the third time that day. But his destination wasn't work, or the dumpster this time, no. This time, he was heading into the neighboring town for his first convention. Bronycon. He was going as the best thing he could manage for his oc. Some torn up jeans, some grey sneakers, a leopard print collared, faux-leather jacket, a black wig with flame styled highlights, and some bicycling gloves.

He was supposed to meet up with some of his friends so they could share a few jokes before he went to the convention, as it would last a few days. The 6 of them, while his friends were glad to see him get out a lot more, were as close so being brothers and sisters as friends could be. As such, they knew he wouldn't be in touch with them and were planning on getting as much time in as possible before he left them.

We'll be skipping  few hours ahead, as remembering this bit was painful for my savior. BUT! He met an odd merchant during his last few moments on that weird plane he called Terra. Said merchant gave him a crystal somehow gave him a papercut before he passed out and awoke in Equestria. Our story actually starts here.