Good news: I am alive
Bad news: I am stuck in equestria
Really bad news: I am a feared pony and I have NO IDEA WHERE I AM! GET ME OUTTA HERE!
ACCESS FILE: JANE KRIOS
GENDER: FEMALE
HEIGHT: 6'2"
HISTORY: SERVED NATIONAL INTELLIGENCE DIVISION (NID) FOR 7 YEARS, RETIRED AND BECAME HIGHLY SUCCESSFUL ENTREPRENEUR
PERSONALITY: FINDS HAVING M9 AT HER SIDE A 'COMFORT' TOOL, RECOMMEND ALLOWING HER TO KEEP, DOES NOT TAKE WELL TO MAJOR CHANGE, MOSTLY PASSIVE UNTIL ONE TRIES TO TAKE HER BELONGINGS
BIO:*REDACTED*
AGE: TWENTY SEVEN (27) YEARS
DIPLOMAS: MASTER IN ROBOTICS, MASTER IN PROGRAMMING, BACHELORS IN CHEMISTRY
ACHIEVEMENTS: RENOWNED FOR BEING PHYSICALLY FIT, VERY FLEXIBLE AND MORE AGILE AND RESPONSIVE THAN THE BEST
CONTINUE? Y/[N]?
HAVE A NICE DAY
THANIX SUNG
"You too, you worthless piece of tech"
*BLAM*
Why won't someone save me from this monster deep within?
Please, make it stop, make the voices go away, I'm begging you
Don't leave me to their voices, their whispers
I don't want to hurt anybody, these voices are wanting me to kill
Kill, kill, kill, kill
All they want me to do is spread death and destruction across the world
Please, don't leave me to this monster!
Hello?
Hello!
Anyone there?!
Please... don't leave me to these monsters...
Celestia? Luna? Someone? ANYONE?!
I don't want to be alone...
I sat bolt upright, immediately regretting that as my back cracked with disuse. I sucked in a breath through my teeth, waiting for the pricks of pain to settle, and stood up
CHAPTER 2
I suddenly awoke, feeling like trash as my headache came back, but I found myself not in the truck, but next to some aluminum sheets. Standing up, I saw that the lighting was dim at best, thanks to the overhead lights it illuminated the football-field of parts, wait, football field? It looks more like a massive warehouse. I guess they weren't going crazy when they said that this thing could fit a house in it, but it makes me wonder, why is all of this in here? They could have filled it with lead, but why didn't they? I quickly took a look at myself and found that I am no longer human! I became a pony, a fucking pony from the show. I never watched it, but not because I hate it, I just don't care about it, and I never had the time to watch it. Four-legged walking from a two-legged memory was rather difficult at first, but when I took a few more steps I got a good pattern: right-right-left-left, right-right-left-left, and headed in a random direction, hoping it lead out, but was thoroughly disappointed when it led to a pile of scrap metal. A piece of metal was unnaturally reflective and I saw that I was an oak brown unicorn about a foot shorter than before, with a trim, lithe body and long, toned legs, while I never saw the picture I did look up the bios on some of the characters and thought that my muzzle looked like Celestia's, but with the lower jaw being rounded instead, my eyes were their usual bright crimson, like a blood vessel popped inside of the irises and never clotted, my horn was about a half foot longer than the average unicorn's horn would be for my size, and my flank was adorned with a ternary bit in front of an animatronic hoof that almost hid the beaker and flask behind it. I always wondered what magic works like, if it was by spells or if it was by will, I know the more work that needs to be put in the harder it is do actually do it, Twilight was beaten by Trixie when the latter used the Alicorn Amulet. I took a look at the pile of scrap and lit my horn up, planning on forming a pair of mechanical hands for use, like I did for my teacher when he asked us to build something robotic, while the 'demonstration' could never work (I removed the motors later on) I knew that the format I used will work, with little power consumption and very little friction, allowing for fast, responsive movements for delicate work, due to my design, I was asked by my instructor to test how little power it could use and was surprised when I told him it could run off of two AAA batteries from energizer for several days. When he showed me his left hand it was made of metal, but was a far less effective design since it could not run for more than a few hours on a single charge, I let him use the left hand I built and kept the right one for parts. Now, I put that knowledge to build a pair of mechanical hands I can use in place of simple gripping of objects with my hooves or teeth. The parts started glowing a similar color before they glowed a dull orange, heating up to melting as I separated the different metals for different purposes: steel for the base parts of the fingers and motors, copper for the wires, titanium for motor parts, iron refined into steel, any rust was taken out and left in a large pile away from the floating balls of liquid metal, then I started separating out those into smaller balls until there was only pairs of steel the same size, the copper was all multiple lines of rope, the aluminum the same way as the steel, and began the process requiring the most effort: forming the parts and fitting them together. I started with the base pieces and worked my way through the smallest spheres, making them double-layered for a sense of touch, soon the fingers and their respective pieces were finished and the motors were only requiring their wires, the hand requiring places for me to put batteries in, and then places for the actual hands to be attached. I didn't bother trying to disguise the fact that they were metal and dropped them to the floor when I was finished, my slow and tiring work had bore fruit and my patience had paid off, in front of me were a pair of gleaming, stainless steel, lightweight, touch-sensitive hands, hitting the floor, I soon slipped into unconsciousness for the second time today...
