Chapters So...here it goes. I never really thought of that person. But it really started at my first con. Seeing a pattern eh. Yeah, I do too. Some poor fool sees something they just 'need' and boom, another world. Welp, I'm one of them. My name was Anthony, but you can call me Mogeme. Mogeme Genome. And this is my story of Equestria.
'BANG! BANG! BANG!'
I groaned as I rolled over and looked at the time. 9:05. Fuck. The Con. Today.
'BANG! BANG! BANG!'
"Alright! I getting up!" I yell as I threw off my covers. Slowly leaning up and rubbing my eyes, I look around my hotel room. In the corner on a chair was my costume, all laid out. I remember I had did that the night before.
Getting out of bed and dragging myself to the bathroom, I relieved myself and slowly started combing my hair with my fingers. I look into the mirror of the bathroom. My short brown black hair with my grey blue eyes stared back. Slight bags hung under my eyes. Barely noticeable. I grab my toothbrush and start brushing my teeth. After that, I grabbed my costume, and face paint and walked back into the bath room to get ready.
A few minutes I walked back out in my full costume. It contained a long black coat with yellow inside on the hood and on the bottom half a rainbow bars going up the coat, inside and out. These shoulder patrons I thought were cool that were silvery with aqua green lines along the bottom of it. I also had a silvery chest piece that had a glowing aqua green symbol of my characters sign. Gemo. A black shirt under it along with matching black pants. On the upper part of the pants, there was a silver section to them, like armor. I had these custom made boots that glowed aqua green in parts and had a similar pattern as my cloak on the sides. Also, at the bottom of my pants also had the pattern. The boots covered the top of my pants slightly but you could still see them. I also had a long black wig and my horns. There were two. One was shorter than the other. The smaller one was about three inches tall while the other was close to a foot. At the top of the taller one it split and a small horn popped out to the side. They were slanted, the tops, so that they all ran the same way. I had a pair of headphones normally a DJ would where and a set of shades that covered my eyes. I had wanted the shades to have a similar pattern to my pants but only aqua green but couldn't. Also didn't get the pair of gloves I wanted. Oh well. But black ones were fine.
I walked out of my room and towards my friends.
Its been a few hours since we got to the con. It was, well I want to say underwhelming, but it was amazing. Me and my friends were strolling through a section where people sold items when my my friend Max, who was wearing a Halo ODST outfit, spotted an interesting looking stall. It looked like a medieval merchant tent.
We walked over and I lifted the tent's flap to let my two friends in, then I ducked in after them. Inside was a descent sized collection of weapons and items from many different fandoms. We looked around the tent, then something caught my eye. It was a pair of glasses that I wanted. It even had the aqua green pattern on them. I also spotted next to it was a pair of gloves. The gloves were forearm length and had a metallic texture to them. From the elbow to the wrist was a silvery metal with a small digital screen showing a bunch of bars increasing and decreasing in size as they ran up and down the arm. They were rainbow in color. On the hand was a silvery metal color with a extra piece of armor on the top of the hand. On the inside where five glowing ports at the palms and on the end of each finger. They glowed a aqua green color. On the palm was a larger port that was like a repulser of an iron man suit but was smaller and glowed aqua green.
"Did something of mine catch your eye?" A old but gruff voice ask.
I turn to see the stall owner sitting in a chair reading a book. He wore a old looking cloak with hood over his head, hiding most of his face other than his short beard. He had a grey t-shirt and a pair of brown suspender pants. He also had a pair of boots.
"Yeah, how much are they." I ask.
The man set down his book and leaned onto a counter.
"How about a hundred bucks." He stated.
I looked at the glasses and gloves. Only a hundred bucks for these really well crafted items. How can I say no to that deal. I had noticed that my friends had already left. Huh, I didn't hear them go.
"Sure." I replied, and handed the man a few bills. "Thanks" I said over my shoulder, flashing a smile as I walked out of the tent, putting on my new gloves and glasses.
"No. Thank you." The man said creepily. He looked up and I saw his face. He had cold eyes. Strange cold eyes that seem like they cared for nothing except sick pleasure.
'What?' I thought, slowly turning back around, confused. then my body slowly felt like it was tipping backwards. I tried to reestablish myself but there was nothing...My vision slowly growing dark. I tried to call for help.
"Help"
But I was already falling as my vision faded to black and I heard the last things of Earth. The merchants slow and creepy chuckle as I became his newest victim...
Author's Note
Ok. First thing down. Now the story.
So some say a few thousand years in stone is hell. Living hell. Well not really. Not when your in a cool position and stuff. Well joking aside, it makes you humble, wise, and the want to murder every bird on the planet.
At least unlike others, I wasn't abandoned in the old castle. The new one is nice after all. Well other than the current spirit of chaos fucking things up. Really Discord? Right now? This is what you do when you get free. Candy cotton clouds and chocolate rain. If I wasn't stoned and couldn't move. I'd make you clean me. Huff...
"Oh hello there. You're an interesting one."
Huh? Who? I open my 'eyes' to see Discord looking at me. Huph. Couldn't you leave me alone, could you.
"I think I might just free you. Oh the chaos. Ah this is going to be fun." Discord said and then he tapped his claw on my nose.
"Boop!" There! Have fun!" Discord said with a giddy excitement and then poofed away.
Then a flash of light, the stone started to fall off me. I teetered forward and fell face first off of my pedestal and onto the grass.
"Ow!" I yelled.
I leaned back on the grass, rubbing my nose. I look up to the see the sun for the first time in over a thousand years. The sunlight reflected faintly off of my 'skin'. I felt its warmth and I was overjoyed.
Then I swepted my hand in front of me and a set of holographic screens popped up.
"Alright. Down to business. Lets see if any of my bots are still functional after all this time."
Several of the panels flickered to life and showed images from all over the world.
"Huh, so only about a small fraction of them are gone." I said, "Welp, makes sense. They were going to be breathed in, eaten, or burned. Occupation hazard."
I shrugged my shoulders. Swiping the screens away, I leaned backwards and then jumped up onto my feet.
"Now to pay those princesses a visit. And give them a piece of my mind." I swiped my fingers past my glasses, getting a reaction. The bars flared to life and started bouncing up and down.
"Now" I flash my signature fanged filled grin, "Lets have some fun..."
I stroll through the garden, listening to some music as I walk through it. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a flash of rainbow light.
"Welp. That didn't last long." I said, "Now it time to pay our resident goddesses a visit from little old me."
I walk out of the garden and towards the throne room. A pair of guards just at the moment had rushed around the corner.
"Halt Monster!" guard #1 yelled, leveling their spear at me.
I raise my hands up, showing them I was harmless.
"Wait. I'm a foreigner that was here to see the Princesses when Discord escaped. I ran inside looking for safety." I said, lie-ing through my teeth.
The guards stand there, then they lift their spears away from me.
"Sorry sir. I thought you were one of Discord's creatures." Said one of the guards.
I let out a small chuckle, lowering my hands. "That's ok. I can understand that reasoning. By the way, I'm Mogeme. Mogeme Genome." I held my hand out to them, as to shake.
"Moon Lace." said the first guard, taking my hand.
"Quick Gold" said the second.
"Cool. Now that we've met, can you show me to the throne room? Or should I wait till tomorrow to meet with the princesses?" I ask.
"You should wait till tomorrow. Less of a mess." Quick Gold said.
"Yeah." Moon Lace agreed.
"Oh," I scratched my head. "I just came to town today anyway. Do you know any good taverns in town that are cheap, but still good?" I ask.
"Hmm...I don't know. Quick?"
"There's Grove's."
"Ok. Thanks. Can you give me directions sir?" I ask.
"Yeah, its down by Stable Row. Should say Grove's Stables on the sign. Can't miss it." Quick said.
"Ok, thank you again. I'll be on my way then." I say and turn around and start walking.
"Hey! Wait up. At least let us escort you to the entrance so you don't have a problem Mr. Genome" Moon said, galloping to catch up with my steps.
Quick trotted slowly after her. "I agree. We also can't have a civilian walking alone in the castle. Especially after what happened."
I nod my head and started walking again, slower this time to help with the guards.
After a few minutes, and some encounters with other guards. Explaining and such, we got to the entrance.
"Thank you!" I called and waved to Moon and Quick as I walked into town.
I started walk, having a small holographic map of the area in my hand. As I walked, the citizens look at me with a mix of fear and confusion as I walked. Slipping onto my ass a few times due to Discords soapy tricks, I made it to Stable Row.
'Kinda sad I couldn't see what Canterlot looks like on a normal day. With out the chocolate puddles and the fucking soapy streets.' I thought as I made my way down the street.
Finally spotting the sign that Quick had told me about. I walked up the door and entered. Surprised that it was taller than normal pony doors.
'Must be for other, taller races.'
I open the door to a cozy looking tavern. There wasn't much in the form of customers and a old stallion manned the bar, cleaning glasses with a rag.
A bell rung as I walked through the door, causing the old stallion to look up.
I wave and ask, "Are you Grove perhaps?"
Before the old stallion could respond, a young mare came crashing down the stairs. She quickly looks up and stands to her hooves. Dusting herself off, she looks up with a smile and says; "I'm Grove. Grove Wood."
"Quite a fall you took." I pointed out.
"Oh, that. That's nothing." She replied.
"Oh, ok. So I was wondering if you have any rooms open. I need a place to stay."
"Oh. Yeah. I've got rooms. Just follow me. I fix you up with one." She said and motion for me to follow her back up the stairs that she fell down.
I look at the barkeep. He shrugged. Taking that for a answer, I followed Grove up the stairs, taking two at a time for old times sake.
"So what are you, may I ask. A bipedal changeling or a half minotaur." She asked.
"I take that not as an insult."
She visibly cringes.
"I'm an Alternian Troll. But I can understand the changeling part." I say.
"Ah, so your from really far away I take it." Grove asks.
"I chuckle. 'You have no idea' I thought.
We stop climbing stairs and walk down a long hallway. I notice several line marks from what I believe were minotaur horns and claw marks of griffons and dragons in spots.
A griffon maid walks out of room down the hall.
"You seem to have quite a diverse group of guest in the past." I say, looking at the marks around.
Grove chuckles. "You could say that. But some of those marks have been there since before I was born."
I nod.
"Anyway, here's your room.You can order food down stairs at the bar, but other than that, your on your own."
She hands me a key.
"How much for a night?" I ask.
"10 bits." She replies.
"Ok." I reach into my money bag and pull out a small gem. "Will this work?" I ask
"Sure" She says, shrugging and grabbing the gem with here magic. Then she turns and trots down the hallway, back down the way we came.
"Thanks. Also, don't fall down the stairs again." I call.
"Your welcome and I sure I won't." Grove calls back.
I turn to the door. It's well worn and sturdy. Shrugging, I stick the key into the door and open it. Stepping inside and closing the door. I let out a deep sigh and look around the room.
Down the hall I here a loud crash and a slightly muffle cry of pain. I sigh again. Today was interesting to say the least.
I walk over the descent sized bed and flop down onto it. Face down. Rolling over. I look at the ceiling and thought,
'What the hell am I going to do tomorrow?'
Author's Note
I had to rewrite this chapter twice. I actually like how it came out in the end.
The early morning rays of pain pierce my eyes as I open them. I roll over, groaning and letting out a curse. Groping for my glasses on a nearby table, I grab them and slam them on to my face. Instant relief.
Letting out a sigh, I lean up into sitting position. Looking around the hotel room, I remember the day before.
'Huh, so it wasn't a dream. Good.'
I hop out of bed and then walks over to the nearby table to grab my shit. Putting on my armor first and then my coat. I slip on my gloves and then sit down onto the bed to pull on my boots. Grunting as I slip them on.
Quickly making the bed out of habit and respect, I stood up. Taking a final look around. I walked to the door and open it.
I walk out into the hall, and locks the door behind myself. Stuffing the key into my coats pocket, I start walking to the stairs and down them.
I walk out of the stair way and into the bar area. Spotting some of the other guest, not many. I walk over the bar.
"Morn'in" I say.
The barkeep looks up from his newspaper and nods at me.
"Morning. What do you want." He asks in a tired tone.
"Breakfast. I was wondering what you got for omnivores?"
He looks at me blankly and then nods at a menu near by.
I look over to see it. I face palm. Oh I was so blind.
"Thanks..." I say and grabs the menu. I sit down at the bar and takes a look at the list.
"Um...I'll have eggs and a water please."
He nods and then trots to the back. Moments later he comes out with a steaming hot plate of eggs and a glass of water.
"Thank you." I say, paying him.
Picking up the plate and cup, I walk over to a table by the window and takes a seat. looking out the window, I take a drink of water.
'They seemed to have recovered quickly.' I thought, watching a stallion pull a cart towards what I supposed was a market.
I start to eat my breakfast. Slowly eating it as I scan the room of it patrons. Keeping an eye on them. And out the window in case the princesses knew he had escaped.
Minutes later I finish my meal and takes it up the bar.
"Where should I put these sir." I ask.
He looked up surprised.
"Oh, you can just leave them over there." He said, pointing over to a corner of the bar.
"Thanks." I walk over and set the plate and glass down.
"Have a good day." I wave as I walk out of the tavern.
I stood out side the tavern. Quickly stretching, I start walking towards the market. My boots clanking on the stone path. Stopping in the large center, looking at the busy market.
'Wow, they really never stop. Not even after an attack. Impressive.' I thought.
I strolled through the market, getting stairs but whats new, and towards the castle. Stopping, I walk over to a stand. A Red stallion was manning it and was selling apples.
"Hey there. I was wonder if you knew when the princesses usually speak with ponies or others?" I ask, flashing a friendly smile.
The stallion looked up at me in horror.
"Woah, woah! I'm friendly." I say, raising my hands up. "I'm a foreigner you see and I need to speak with the princesses. So do you know. Anything that could help me?"
The stallion seemed to relax a bit, putting on a calmer face, he responded. "I'm sorry for my reaction. Just after yesterday and all..." He trailed off.
"Oh that's fine. The guards yesterday thought the same after words. No sweat." I say quickly, chuckling nervously.
"Ok. But I don't know anything that could help you. Maybe the guards? They would know." He said.
"Ok, thanks. Sorry for bothering you." I said, and waved good bye as I walk towards the castle gates.
I made a beeline towards one of the guards and waved at them. They looked over warily and on edge.
"Hey, I was wondering when people see the princesses. I came yesterday to see them but Discord and all. So could you help me?" I quickly ask.
One of the guards lowers his guard, slightly.
"Oh. You came to see the princesses. I'm sorry but they can't see anypony at the moment." The guard said.
"Ah. Oh well. Is there some place I could wait? Its pretty urgent. But not too urgent at the same time." I reply.
"Urgent?" He said suspiciously. "What is so urgent that you need to see them?"
"Oh. Well its not really for you to know. More of princess level important."
"Really now. All right then. Go inside and take a left, then a right. There's a waiting room there. You can stay there." The guard said.
"Ok! Thank you." I say, slowly jogging in and waving back to him.
'Gods, how bad is security here' I thought as I walked past another set of guards and waved to them in a friendly manner.
I eventually made it to the waiting room. It was a plush corner outside the throne room doors. There was already nobles there. I stroll past the nobles and their stares and made myself to a corner and took a seat.
'Comfy' I thought. I then swiped my hand and pulled up a few panels. I scrolled through them, looking at the camera feeds, videos, and pictures the microscopic drones took over the centuries.
"Hello there chap. Now what are you? May I ask?" said a very British nobleman's voice.
I turn to see a tan pony in a 19th century suit, bi top hat, a golden monocle and a large black mustache. His cutiemark was a top hat, gold monocle, and mustache.
"Hello there sir. I'm an Alternian Troll. Names Mogeme. Whats yours?" I ask, holding out my hand to shake.
"My name is Top. Top Hat. Mr. Mogeme." He said, taking my hand. "Whats that?"
"Oh this," I say, pointing at the holographic panels. "These are holograms. My ancestor invented them."
"Fascinating. What do they do?" He asked, intrigued. He adjusts his monocle.
"Quite a few things in fact. Right now they are showing videos and pictures of an experiment my ancestor started long ago." I quickly explain.
"Experiment? What was it about. May I ask?" Top asked.
"Well Sir Top. It was to see how the world, or at least Equestria would change over a time period. Several centuries to a thousand years."
"I can not be unimpressed. That is truly fascinating. But, how do these holo-grams work.?
"Oh, well you see..." I continued on. Explaining how holograms worked and what they could be used for. At the end of it, Top Hat was truly intrigued.
"...and that's why I am here. To show the princesses all that they have caught."
"Amazing. You, my kind sir, make what I'm here for seem trivial." Top Hat said, chuckling.
"What are you here for Top Hat?" I ask.
"Well. Land territorial dispute." He replied.
"That's actually important. There has been disputes in the past over such a problem that had turned into wars. Or at least family battles." I explained.
"Really?! Well that makes me feel better." Top Hat said.
"How about this. You can go in before me. I believe its a far more important subject than mine." I said.
"Oh but I can't."
"I insist. You do deserve to go first. I can wait."
"Oh thank you."
"No problem my good sir." I said with a smile.
I waited hours as noble after noble went in and came out either grumbling or happy. Finally it was Top Hats turn. I wished him good luck and he left into the throne room.
About half an hour later he came out happy. He waved to me and I waved back. Closing my panels, I walked up to the doors and thought,
'This is going to be interesting'
Author's Note
Welp, 'nother chapter done. This was a fun one to do. And Yes. Top Hat.
I strolled into the majestic throne room of the 'Great' Princess Celestia. Can't say she didn't have some ponies who didn't know how to make some beautiful buildings.
Celestia looked shocked as I strolled across the room along the carpeted path. My cloak billowed out behind me. I slow to a stop at her throne. Spinning and giving a theatrical bow, and quickly fixing my sun glasses, cause she bright.
"Hello your radiant Majesty. How are ye on this beautiful day." I say, giving a tinge of sarcasm to my greeting. "After all; the birds are sing, sun is shining...."
I throw my hands out and spin, letting out a small chuckle.
Celestia looked down at me from her throne, quickly putting on a more composed face. Taking a deep breath, she replied.
"What are you doing here Mog?" She said with a false sweetness.
I give her a small, but shit eating grin.
"Oh...well I had a little buddy of mine, and that was sarcasm Celestia, let me out of your little garden." I said in the same false sweetness.
She sighs again, oh I could see the tick mark on her head.
"I mean Mog." She said steely, with a false smile. "What are you doing here talking with me? You could be out there free. But your here." She then lights her horn. It glows with otherworldly, golden energy. "So, did you come back to turn yourself in....or are you here for something else?"
"Oh....I just wanted to tell you...." I pause, tapping my chin comedically. "No, I came to FUCKING yell at you for turning me to stone! Wrongfully!" I yell. "You never asked once, it was all..." I threw up my hands."...Shoot first and ask question never." I said the last word with venom.
Celestia stood up. "You destroyed that town! You burned down over twenty houses. Dozens of ponies were injured and homeless. Another dozen more where dead!" She cried, glaring at me.
"Oh! Oh ho ho. And here's the Celestia I know." I said chuckling, "You never asked for my side of the story, even after I helped that family. You saw me and then fucking blasted me with...whatever those things were!" I yelled. "Now that I'm here! I might as well tell you what actually happened! And what really happened on that day. Maybe you will understand why I am not at fault, but your own xenophobic ways!"
Celestia threw up her hooves and turned around, slumping back down on here throne. I hadn't noticed in all of the emotion that we were nose to nose, glaring daggers at each other.
"Fine! Fine. Tell your story Mog. It doesn't change what happened that day." She said with a heavy sigh.
"Alright, but it might change things. And my name isn't Mog." I let out a sigh, "It's Mogeme. Mogeme Genome." I look up at Celestia. "And here's what happened on that day...."
===================================================================================Over a thousand years ago....
A tall figure sat next to a stone fountain in the middle of a medieval square. Glowing holographic instruments were scattered around him and he seemed to be playing all of them. A haunting but melodious song echoed through out the town and ponies bobbed their heads as they listened and worked. The figure sung a song as he played...but it was lively as his male voice echoed throughout the town through what the town's folk thought as magical devise. Tall black boxes that echoed the minstrels music.
Young colts and fillies sand along with the minstrels song, some dancing but all laughing. The minstrel smiled as he sang and played.
As the song ended he set down his instrument and look at the foals. "More, one more!" Some called while others called "Another, another one please!" The minstrel only laughed and shook his head.
"Not today foals, its getting late and your parents want to get you home."
"Pleases Mr. Mog? One more?" Said one filly.
Mogeme looked down at the filly, he smiled and ruffled the fillies mane. "Alright...one more it is. Then off you go to home alright."
"Okay Mr. Mog!" All of the foals cried. Mogeme chuckled. He re-summoned his instruments and struck a tune. "This one's call Loreley . I hope you all enjoy." He raised his voice at the end so the towns folk could here. Several parents smiled, watching their foals. The old blacksmith smiled and shook his head, and went back to forging the sword.
The song slowly woved across the town...echoing throughout the small town. Then an explosion accord. Then another, and another. And they started to circle around the town. Mogeme stopped playing, standing up. He recognized where the explosions took place. Every place he set up a speaker. Someone or something blew them up. No, he shook his head. This was a terrorist attack.
"Fire! Fire!" Mogeme heard a pony yell. Looking towards the shout, he saw several of the house catch and erupt in to flames. Hearing a wimpier, he looked down and saw the foals gathered and held close to him. "Mr. Mog? What are we going to do?" One of the foals asked.
Mogeme smiled at him. "I'm am going to help put out the fire. I need all of you to stay near the fountain. If the flames get too close, get into the fountain and hold your breath under the water, the fire won't hurt you there. Understood?" He asked. The foal nodded his head.
"Are you leaving us?" Another asked. Mogeme looked at them and shook his head. "No, but I am going to help others. Alright?" They nod.
"Ok, I will be back soon." Mogeme waved and ran off towards the flames, hoping he could save anyone who was still inside their homes. He ran past homes he knew where empty. "HELP!" He heard a pony cried and saw one of the houses was on fire. Inside he saw a mother and their foal.
"Hold up!" Mogeme called, he ran up to the down and grabbed the handle. It was stuck. "Back away from the door!" he turned and ran his armored shoulder in to the door. Again and again till it broke open. Climbing in, he step over debre and into the roaring flames. Thanking himself for wearing his glasses and his hard carapace for skin. He braved the flames, heading towards the back room where the fire hadn't reached yet, but the smoke was approaching. Being glad that he was able to breath in these toxic environments, he burst through the burning door and into the last room.
Cowering in the corner was a white unicorn mare and her daughter. She was holding onto her filly and shivering with fear. "Hold on, I'm coming to get you out of here!" He called over the roar of the flames. The Unicorn nodded. Then a timbered creaked, and started to come down. Mogeme dove across the room and grabbed the unicorn mare and her daughter and crashed though and window. Shielding them both from the flames, debre and glass.
Mogeme turned to see the house burst into a fire ball. Turning back to the mare and her filly, he ushered them towards the fountain. A place her thought was safe. Then a blast of magical energy flung past him.
"STOP VILE BEAST! YOU SHALL BE PUNISHED!" A loud but royal? voice cried.
Mogeme turned and saw a large rainbow blast of magical energy rush towards him and the two others. He quickly pushed them and himself out of the way. Turning to yell at the being who attack them, he stood with his middle finger up and saw as another unstoppable blast of rainbow energy blast him dead center in the face. Stone slowly creeped along his 'skin' and till darkness covered his eyes. he heard the townsfolk nearby yell as everything disappeared.
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"...And that is what happened that day. I didn't attack the village, but was attack. Me and the entire village I lived in." I said, my eyes moist from telling the story. "That is what happened that day. So you see Celestia, I wasn't at fault."
Celestia looked down, her mane covered her eyes. Slow...silent minutes past before she spoke.
"Guards....please escort Mr. Genome out of the castle nicely." A pair of guards appeared and walked towards me. She look up with a haunting look in her eyes. "I hope you have a place to stay Mr. Genome." Then she teleported out the throne room in a flash.
The guardsponies motioned with their heads for me to follow them and I complied. As we walked through the castle and out the front doors to the main gates just beyond the courtyard, the only thing I can think about as I cross the gates threshold and into the streets of Canterlot is....what happens to me now? Where do I go from here?
Author's Note
I hope you enjoy this. Personally its better than what I had written previously for this chapter. Now onto planning. FUUUUUUUUUUCK!
Thanks to Moonlit for the help
