Sunset's human world origin

Location: unknown
Date: unknown, time: night

*Sunset’s perspective*

Sunset’s world was a kaleidoscope of colors. Her body was pulled in every direction, and she felt like she was being stretched. Before she knew what happened, Sunset was launched from the portal like a cannonball. She hit the ground hard, causing her to scrape her chin and forelegs. After coming to a stop, Sunset just laid on the ground trying to process all that had just happened. After a moment, something occurred to Sunset. Her hooves were hurting. They were hurting a lot; way more than her muzzle. She felt like she was going to cry because of the pain. Sunset motioned to look at her hooves and see why they were hurting so badly. When she looked at the underside of her hooves, she noticed they weren’t hooves any more. Where were once her hooves were now these claw-like appendages, very sensitive claw-like appendages. Sitting up, Sunset determined that, despite the pain shooting through her body, she was fine. She was just scraped up and would need to disinfect the wounds. Sunset took a closer look at her new appendages. They were claw-like, but they weren’t claws. There was this large, round-ish base, which was the part that was injured, and five digits, four on top and one on the side. At that point, it struck Sunset what these were. These are hands. Like what minotaurs have, but with an extra digit. Did the portal turn me into a minotaur? Sunset looked the rest of herself over. She could conclusively say she was not a minotaur, but she also couldn't identify what she was. Her efforts to identify herself were not aided by the fact she was nearly completely covered in clothing. This is - odd. She found herself to be wearing a long sleeved shirt, some sort of hooded sweater with a pocket located in front of her lower barrel, a flimsy fabric cap, some sort of shoes, a saddle bag that laid flat against her back, and hind leg coverings. Wait, there’s no slit. How in tartarus am I supposed to go to the bathroom? Sunset looked at her hands and then to the garment in question. She took her hands, slid them into the top opening of the garment, and pushed the fabric down. That will have to work. It’s going to be difficult but - hold up. Sunset found that the material was stretchy. She wasn’t able to stretch the material a lot, but the fact she could stretch it at all without any signs of it being damaged amazed her. She identified the material as being similar to workhorse’s cloth, but that couldn’t be stretched without damaging it. Remarkable. -What are these? Sunset noticed that there appeared to be a different item covering her nether region. She tentatively grabbed and stretched this secret croup cover and found that it was very stretchy and quite soft. Why in Equoes would the portal dress me like this? With no way to answer that question, Sunset moved to get up. The wounds had stopped bleeding, but the ones on her hands still stung like a zap bee. She was now on four legs but found this position to be very uncomfortable. After a few awkward steps, Sunset reared up on her hind legs to give her hands a break. To her bewilderment, Sunset found herself more comfortable the higher she went. Okay, so these creatures are bipedal. That makes some things easier.

After walking around a bit to get herself comfortable, Sunset took the time to examine the world around her. The portal was housed in the base of a large statue. The statue was in front of a large building. Sunset didn’t know what the building was for. The building was two stories tall and had a lot of windows. Maybe it’s a castle. If it was a castle, that would mean there was staff that could help her. Sunset walked up to one of the windows, rose up to her tiptoes, cupped her hands around her face, and tried to peer in. It was pitch black inside, and Sunset could barely make out the outline of what looked like desks. Okay, so not a castle. That meant that this was a school, and that there would be no one here to help her. Sunset turned back to the statue. Now that the statue wasn’t blocking her view, she could see lots of other buildings across a pathway of some sort. Many of them had lights in their windows. Their general shape made Sunset think that they were dwellings. Lights mean ponies, or whatever these things are. Maybe I can get help. She began making her way to the houses, only stopping, briefly, at the statue. Celestia probably still has her guards watching the mirror. Better wait for a few days before going back. Sunset made her way closer to the path. As she got close to the black portion, something blew past Sunset at incredible speeds. Sunset jumped back and let out a high pitched shriek. “What the buck was that?!” It moved too fast for her to get a clear look at it. All that she could gather was that it was big and had lights coming out from the front of it. Sunset looked towards where it came from and towards where it went to make sure no other creatures like it were coming. Once she made sure it was safe, Sunset ran across the path and onto some grass that was on the other side. Sunset carefully snuck up to the closest lit window and peered inside. Inside was one of the creatures Sunset had been turned into. However, this one was very rotund compared to her own rather small frame. The creature also wore far less clothing and was sitting on a couch in front of a box with moving pictures. Sunset was transfixed by the box. The box showed two other of the same creatures arguing. She had no idea what they were saying, but their raised voices and aggressive movements made it clear it was an argument. Sunset’s observations were interrupted by a loud noise behind her. She turned around to see one of the bipedal creatures climbing out of one of the fast moving creatures. The bipedal creature was shouting at her. It was clearly a language, but Sunset had no idea what the language was. Sunset knew six languages, and this one sounded nothing like any of them. Combine the shouting with the fact that this creature was much taller than Sunset, and she was getting really scared. Abandoning the idea of getting help, Sunset started running as fast as she could away from the creature, which wasn’t very fast. The space between the houses was fenced off, so Sunset was forced to run alongside the black and white pathway, but Sunset kept to the grass to stay as far away from the pathway as possible. It did not take long to lose the taller creature, as it did not attempt to follow her. With the creature being out of sight, Sunset allowed herself to slow down, but she did not stop. Sunset did not feel a need to stop. She did feel tired from her initial sprint but, aside from that, was feeling fine now.

Sunset just kept going and going until she was in a much better lit area. There were a lot of these creatures here; almost all of them taller than her. Sunset slipped into a back alley to stay hidden. That was when she remembered, she was covered in blood. Her hooded sweater was red and able to hide the blood stains, but the bottom of her muzzle and hands were still covered. On top of that, she didn’t know the language. So, she couldn’t explain why she was covered in blood. She needed to get washed off. It didn’t take her long to find some random junk that had collected some rain water. Sunset knew it wasn’t sanity, but not getting mobbed took priority right now. As soon as she was done washing off, Sunset started on her next steps. She had two days to wait before it was safe enough to go back through the portal. That means she needs to find food, water, and a warm place to sleep. As much as wearing all this clothing seemed odd at first. Sunset found there was a very good reason. These creatures have very little fur, and it’s bucking cold here. Considering it was already dark, Sunset decided that the first thing she would find was a place to sleep. The large dumpsters were an option, but Sunset preferred something less gross. Sunset spent what felt like hours searching, until she found a group of these creatures wearing tattered, dirty clothing gathered around several tents. What are they doing? While she was observing them, one of the creatures spotted her. Sunset was about to run, but the creature spoke in a very gentle tone that put Sunset at ease. The creature motioned for Sunset to come over. Sunset did so slowly, watching the creature for any sudden movements. The creature smiled at Sunset and appeared to ask her something. “I don’t know what you're saying.”, Sunset said in Ponish. The creature gave her a puzzled look then called for one of the other creatures. Sunset was, again, ready to run, but the creature that came over did not look threatening. The first creature made some more gestures with its forelimbs. “I’m looking for some place to sleep. I’m cold.”, Sunset continued. The first creature turned back to the second. The second creature shook its head and spoke again. Are they trying to understand me? Sunset was obviously shaking at this point. The second creature went somewhere else and came back with a blanket. The creature gave the blanket to Sunset which she accepted. The first creature then motioned for Sunset to sit down and handed her something that smelled like food. Sunset sat down and accepted the cylindrical metal thing. Sunset didn’t know what the food was, but she still ate it. It was really good. Sunset tried to levitate the metal thing back over to the creature, but when she tried, she found that she couldn’t feel her magic any more. I can’t use my magic. What happened to my magic? Is this a punishment of some kind?

Sunset lived with the tent creatures for the next two days. Following them around and mimicking their actions. Sunset learned that the first creature’s name was Blackfeather, and the second creature’s name was Doc. The tent creatures called her ‘Little Red’. She continued to try her magic, but each time nothing happened.

Back in front of the statue
Date: Two days later, time: night

*Sunset’s perspective*

Her time in this world has been interesting, but it’s time to go home. Sunset walked up to the statue and placed her hand on the portal. Nothing happened. Sunset removed her hand and placed it back on the portal, but still nothing happened. “No,no,no,no!” Sunset was now banging her hands on the statue, but quickly stopped when she was, not so subtly, reminded that her hands were injured. “I’m stuck here.” Sunset racked her brain for everything she knew about the portal. “The portal closes for 30 moons after being open for” and that’s all the book said. The book had been damaged and some of that page was missing. Giving it a conservative estimate: the portal was open for two days before I went through it and it closed the night I got here. The portal is only open three days every 30 moons. That means I’m going to have to survive here for 30 moons, great. My best bet will be with those tent creatures. They seemed nice. With that, Sunset began making her way back to the tent creature’s camp.