Of Tentacles and Genderbending

"Ouch..." I groan, sitting up slightly I rub my head and look around.

"Where the hell am I" I mumble before clasping a hand over my mouth. I don't normally use the name of eternal damnation so casually. Somethings up. Especially with my hand...

I look down at my clothed hand, a glove fit snugly around it like when I was at the convention. But something's off about my left hand as I move it, it's too smooth... Robotic...

I remove the glove and stare slightly at my newly acquired mechanical hand, in the same style I've drawn this character. Spindly, scary, fear inspiring. Last time I checked I haven't lost that hand, only reason I kept it gloved was because I wasn't good at makeup to make it look that way for the con.

A thought comes to me "I've read Displaced fics before... They always have people buying something from the merchant." I reach into my pocket, and immediately pull it out as I remember that Slender keeps a good hundred knifes on him at any given time.

"That's... useful" I say, before plunging back into my suit pocket, pulling out a small, fuzzy batpony plush with a blue and red striped mane, a broken horn, and cute little chibi wings. I decided to get it as a gift to my friend Brian since it looks a lot like his fan character Shade... Well it looks exactly like his character now that I think about it.

"It makes a lot of sense now... If I was displaced by the merchant than it makes sense why this plush is so accurate." I mumble to myself. "So if I'm slender, what are my powers currently at... Am I Xah high general Connor... Or whatever the female of his name is. Or am I just black opp. It would make sense if I'm black opp at least because of my costume. Which means I should have at least Alpha, Beta, and Epsilon." I Slowly get up, wobbling a bit as I see my overall physic has changed.

"eugh this is going to get awkward fast..." I say again as I stare down at my cow udders of a pair of breasts. "Slender's supposed to be this super modest guy, how is his genderbent so... EUGH" I stomp a foot, I was perfectly fine with my previous size, a nice C cup, nothing huge nothing small. Just right. But now... These things have to be Ds at LEAST. I hope I've got the nanites or else my back is going to go out before I'm done fighting whatever side I'm going to be on.

I shake my head, banishing the thoughts about my knockers as I start patting myself down for weapons and start setting them out in front of me carefully.

"Okay... Definitely BO Slender..." Below me are around 20 knives, of varying types. Two A.S.S., Anti shock shotguns. One A.S.A.R, Anti shock anti-material rifle. Desert Eagle, and a Glock 18 full/semi automatic pistol. Last but not least, prototype dimensional storage unit controller. Which means I've probably got at least the L.R.F., lead recycling factory, running.

I place a hand to my chin, and sigh. "Having all this makes me feel overpowered. At least I know I can run out of bullets though. Nothing here shoots lead or other metals so the L.R.F. is useless. Due to the timeline since I have the portal tech that means I have the nanites... Whoop-de-do I can't die..." I cover my masked face with my hands, realizing now my HUD isn't on. Which just makes me sigh harder. "Why did I make such an overpowered character... Oh right, because he's generally a lowkey antihero or villain..."

I remove my mask and sigh, sliding the balaclava off my head and taking off my top hat, looking up at the sunlit sky.

I continue looking up as the sun and moon dance across the sky. "Season 1 finale? or maybe season 3... Season three that Twilight becomes an alicorn right? and see the vision of Celestia and Luna beating Discord the first time..." I continue watching. "Fuck, I hope I'm not in the 'past'... That basically spells 'sentence in stone till Twilight times' for displaced fics." I gripe, still irked slightly at my general lack of restraint. I'll have to work on that.

I put my gear back on, finding a simple power switch for the mask before putting it on. It links up with the computers I assume are in the PDS unit and powers on. Simultaneously I get a splitting headache as I suddenly hear three voice in my head at once. I guess that's why they were offline.

"STOP. I am trying to think" I yell out in pain and I get a chorus of different responses, ranging from "Yes mom" to "Yes sir"

"Epsilon, memory status" I say and I feel my synapses light up as random snips of memories run through my head, making me cringe.

"Nominal, sir. Though it seems you are missing some. Re implant?" Epsilon 'replies' in my head, simply firing off synapses to make it seem like I'm hearing a voice.

"No. Alpha, Beta. Weapon targeting checks" I see reticals and general weather and atmospheric information display across my eyes and mask screen. Making me wince at the weird feeling of seeing a HUD IN my eyes.

"All systems green mom!" Alpha replies. Hm, I forgot she formed something of a father daughter relationship with Slender. "Though I recommend releasing the drones for better wind direction, if you want shoot long distances." Hmm, looks like I also have drones at my disposal, I wonder which models. I hope the pixies, the pixies are great and adorable!

"Duly noted" I reply to Alpha as I start making my way towards what seems to be the center of the chaos. Damn, I forgot how colorful this place is, it honestly hurts my brain to look at it now.

I haven't watched MLP in a VERY long time, I think I stopped at about... Hmm.. halfway through season five. So I'm not doing so well on remembering certain events. Better lay low though.

I pull out the ASAR and settle down on top of a hill, looking out towards Discord's throne. Looks like I'm just in time to watch him get blasted by the elements. And it seems to be Luna and Celestia wielding them so I'll have to be extra careful about what I do.