The Conspiracy

       "There," you say, "finished."

       You are Anon, and you just finished your final journal entry.

       Three months of preparation and planning, all leading to this. Now was the time. You had a plan, and you were sticking to it, and these ponies will remember you not because you were different, but because you saved them, and they didn't realize it.

       You step out of your old shack. It resided on the outskirts of a town called, "Ponyville". Plus two for creativity by the way, but now you had a job to do. The town looked so peaceful from here, quiet, and serene. If this plan didn't work, there will be no more Ponyville, and the enemy won't stop there either. You grabbed your gas tank and lighter, and began your decent to the town.

       When you arrived, you were greeted with a plethora of shocked gasps and shrieks as the bright colored ponies noticed your presence. Your hair was long and unkempt, your clothes tattered and torn, your skin cut and bruised, and your face had a grimace strewn upon it.

       You continued on your path to the center of town, gathering an entourage of the local inhabitants as you go. When you arrived, you stopped and turned to face the crowd.

       "You have done this to me," you stated to the crowd, "you didn't believe me, but i'm not letting you all die. this is how far i'll go to prove my point."

       You pour the gas on yourself, then strike the lighter and hold it to yourself, igniting the gas. Behind the veil of flames in front of you, you see the terrified faces of the crowd as they scream in terror, while you stayed silent. You looked to your arms and see the skin and muscle burning and your bone scorching from the flames.

       You fall to your knees and turn to your right to see a familiar mint colored pony. You nodded, and she understood and left the scene. With that understood, you let out one final scream and fall to the ground, dead.

       Right, now that that's said and done, you had work to complete. Anon had trusted you to see this plan through, you can't fail him. Your name was Lyra Heartstrings, and you had work to do. Seven humans, and you needed to make sure their equipment was delivered with them.

       You head to the late Anon's shack to deduce where each human will be landing. Once you arrived, you head to Anon's former room, and find a map. After casting a spell engineered by Anon, seven different symbols appeared, presumably where each will appear. You cast another spell by Anon, this one should give each one a random set of equipment.

       Once everything was said and done, you head outside. The sky was dark and the town looked so peaceful, but that's not what you're supposed to be looking at. You look up and see seven bright stars that got larger and larger, and fell to the ground, one falling in the middle of town. They've arrived.

       You head home, greet Bon-Bon as you walk in, go to your room and go to sleep. Tommorow was going to be a busy day.