Where The Little Folk Go

by The Infamous Malos

First published

I am Commander Cody, proud battalion leader of the 212th. We were on a mission to collect precious cargo from wildspace, but when we got there, it was a trap. We were boarded before we went into hyperspace and by the time we took back the bridge, the hyperdrives were fried and we were further in wildspace. No communications, no transportation, no home, we were on our own. We embraced this fact quickly upon realizing that I was going to be crash landing on a planet. Guess this means meeting the locals.


Anthro ponies and lots of gory deaths.