How I See Things

by Big Thinker

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life
Length: 520

What happens when you try to change the outlook of a pony's emotion?

Hold on a tick, let me write the damn story!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-12 09:40:32 UTC

I happened to sign up for this.

It had been a full week since Gene learned he was a genetic engineer. His family was mortified and his girlfriend dumped him, but he can't blame 'em. Who'd want to be associated with a guy who makes ponies onto monsters? If only the experiment went correctly, that pony's wing would've totally grown back. But nooooo, the head researcher had to skip the check for any bromine atoms so it wouldn't create a chemical reaction! Anyway, now he has no home, and no job. Great to be alive, it is.. Well, moping around here wasn't gonna help him, and he'd be damn if a not-so-accomplished genetic engineer was gonna be sorry for himself! He left the alley he was currently resigned in. And made a light trot to the  community center, where he could help benefit science.

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Name: Gene

Age:19

Occupation: Genetic Engineer

Physical Discription: Average Height/Weight, Pale Green Coat and Orange Mane. Green eyes.

Medical History:N/A

Psyche History: Has killed a pony through genetic experimentation.

Special Needs:N/A

Notes: Under lots of stress, no job, no connections to family.

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The paper containing Gene's hoof written evaluation was placed on a table in a room of ponies evaluating different applications for psychological tests and experiments over a single large round table taking all of the center of the rectangular room. A unicorn mare looked up at a gruff Pegasus stallion who'd tossed the paper down.

"This is it? Where are all the applications that were sent in?"

"This is it, ma'am..." He looked down slightly in fear of being verbally attacked from the mare.

"Celestia freaking.... Thank you, Boxer, you can go now."

As the brown stallion hurried to finish delivering his packages to the other researchers, the mare  took the page in her dark blue magical aura and took it with her down the hall. She eventually entered a small room holding three ponies enjoying coffee and a chat. She quickly dismissed a aspiring entomologist out of the room to converse with her coharts. A scientist with a blue and green mane was the first to consult the intrusion. "So, boss, why are you here so early? Done sorting the papers already?" She finished with a flex of his wings. The unicorn set the paper down on a table in the corner of the room replying with a cold confirmation, sitting on the couch that paralleled it. Sporting a pink coat and a purple mane the other Pegasus pony replied, "But with all the perks of the experiment, wouldn't more ponies want to try this?" She said in a quieter tone than most, but she was still heard among the group.

"Considering having no emotions for three month I'd obviously expect ponies to be lining up for such a scientific event delving into the pony soul!"  The blue green maned pony exclaimed , throwing his black hooves in the sky.

"But this stallion," the leader of the group saidly confidently,"Is a stallion of science. He understands our cause, and wishes to be the test subject for once...."

"How did this project get funded?!"