A Mod Gone Wrong.

        Sketch woke up one saturday morning in his room, he heard the familiar beeps of incoming messages from his skype. He reluctantly rolled out of bed, hopped in his computer chair, spun around, and opened his skype. Apparently one of his buddies had been flooding his skype with messages over the past five minutes.

(The following are the skype messages between the two friends)

[7:33:39 AM] Sketch: Hey Shawn, why have you been spamming skype all day again you persistent noob?

[7:33:56 AM] ϟнαωη820: Ten messages isn't spamming at least not that bad of spamming...

[7:34:14 AM] Sketch: Yes it is and you know it, so what did you want?

[7:34:43 AM] ϟнαωη820: I got a request from some mod author or someone, they want me to beta test their mod and apparently its multiplayer

[7:34:50 AM] ϟнαωη820: I need to test it in multiplayer as well

[7:35:09 AM] Sketch: Is it for a game we both have or am I going to have to download something else?

[7:35:26 AM] ϟнαωη820: Its Minecraft, so no need to download that again

[7:35:49 AM] Sketch: of course it is.... what's it called that. So I can download this thing

[7:36:26 AM] ϟнαωη820: It was sent to me in a private message, i’ll have to send it to you it from its link

[7:37:24 AM] Sketch: fine, email it to me, and I swear if this is a prank for sending you that Nicholas Cage virus I SWEAR I didn't think it would give you nightmares

[7:37:51 AM] ϟнαωη820: Oh, ha ha sketch, I can take a prank but that was freaky.

[7:38:02 AM] ϟнαωη820: I’lll send it to you in a second

[7:38:41 AM] Sketch: fine, but you know you loved those pictures of Nicolas Cage

[7:39:09 AM] ϟнαωη820: Yeah well after closing the 600th window it lags

[7:39:55 AM] Sketch: you really went that far? I made it so everytime you close it two more open, why didn't you just ctrl+alt+delete it? That's all you would've had to do

[7:40:36 AM] ϟнαωη820: You screwed up a bit, when I did that it just shut it down and opened it again

[7:41:37 AM] Sketch: ah... I think I made it to invasive...moving on, I got the email

As Sketch opened the zip file with 7zip, installed it while he made some toast while he waited, after ten minutes it was complete and he sat down, crumbs covering his shirt as he started up minecraft.

[7:54:23 AM] Sketch: Hey, got a new Slendy skin, tie and all, you still got that OC skin?

[7:54:44 AM] ϟнαωη820: Rick? Yeah, I still have this skin

[7:54:47 AM] ϟнαωη820: Never change it

[7:55:14 AM] Sketch: dude, go for variety, last week I had the Daft punk skins

[7:55:34 AM] Sketch: anyways, I started up Minecraft, what do?

[7:55:40 AM] ϟнαωη820: I made the character and the skin, I’m going to stick with it

[7:55:44 AM] ϟнαωη820: Alright, let me get the server up

[7:55:54 AM] ϟнαωη820: You should still have the IP in your server list

[7:56:09 AM] Sketch: Can't computer wiped last week, remember?

[7:56:42 AM] ϟнαωη820: 84.25.168.220:25565

[7:56:48 AM] Sketch: ah

The two companions loaded up the server, and loading screen glitched to black for a split second, confusing Sketch.

[8:00:19 AM] Sketch: Dude what the- it just went black, you sure this is legit?

[8:00:31 AM] ϟнαωη820: Its just loading the world for you, this is a new map

[8:00:34 AM] ϟнαωη820: I’m already in

[8:00:38 AM] Sketch: fine

[8:00:40 AM] Sketch: ...

They began to roam the world, oddly shaped buildings and villages were scattered around, villagers were nowhere to be seen though.

(The following is in game chat)

Sketch: Are there no villagers or mobs in this mod? I have not seen anything, not even one spider.

Shawns820: Well, its just a beta, so it might just be items or a new dimension.

Sketch: Like that pocket dimension mode?

Shawns820: Oh the server swap mod? Nah, like a new world, just gotta find the blocks.

Sketch: A whole new world

Sketch: A new fantastic point of view...

Shawns820: Sketch...

Shawns820: No.

Sketch: Fine, no magic carpet ride for you.

After hours of exploration they find some obsidian and decide to make a portal to the Nether, however when they finish constructing the massive fixture something is wrong.

Sketch: Dude... It’s freakin’ pink!

Shawns820: No, it’s lightish red.

Sketch: Yeah, they already have a color for that.

Sketch: You know what it’s called? PINK!

Shawns820: Fine fine, lets just go, next on the list is the End.

And so they both ran through the portal, but as soon as they did Sketch’s screen turned bright white and his computer shut off..

“What the heck Shawn!”

 Was all he had time to say before he blacked out, unbeknownst to him the same exact thing happened to his friend on the other end.

Sketch’s eyes began to flutter open as he began to wake up in the middle of a grassy area, his vision come to and he sits upright in shock at his new surroundings.

“Why am I in a garden? Shawn, if you drugged me a- Wait, why the heck am I wearing a morphsuit mask?!”  Sketch screamed as he looked down, he saw he was wearing a pinstripe suit, a red tie, white undershirt and had ivory white gloves with point tips.

“Why am I cosplaying as Slenderman?!”

As Sketch began to freak out there was a rustling sound coming from the bush to the left, his head immediately turned towards the noise. He cautiously stood up and crept his way over to the bush, fearful for what might be inside. Standing in front of the bush now he jabbed his left hand in there, nothing at first, then a large red bird cawed and flew out of it. Sketch stared at bird in confusion.

How is that bird bright r- is that bird on fire?!

At the same time he was thinking that the bird just squawked and and flew out of the area.

“I don’t like the looks of this... “

While Sketch pondered how he got there or why he notice he had something in his pocket, he pulled out a small black pearl.

“Wait... either I’m in a movie or this is an ender pearl...”

Sketch threw it on the ground five feet away and immediately teleported there, pearl back in his hand.

“Wow... I don’t know where I am, but I think I’m going to enjoy this...”

Sketch chucked it out of the garden, going far out of sight

“Let’s see where this ends up.”

Sketch smiled mischievously as he disappeared.

Shawn slowly creeped back into the waking world, a good portion of pain flooded his system causing him to groan in pain. Slowly he placed his hand on the ground trying to push himself up only to fall to the ground again.

“Surround the intruder!”

As Shawn opened his eyes all he could see around him were yellow blurs. He was still on the ground, head sideways.

“Stand down captain, it looks to be in pain.” A kind voice said.

“But it’s armed!” A deeper voice shouted.

“No, the sword is sheathed and the creature is laying on the floor, stand down.”

“Bu-”

        “Stand down Cpt. Iron Hoof.” The kind voice said in a stern tone.

        “Yes your majesty.” He said, Shawn could he loud clops after that.

“Iron hoof...” Shawn chuckled weakly. “I’ll be honest... Never heard a name like that before.”

“And we’ve never seen a creature like you before, what’s your name?” The kind voice asked.

He began to think, for some reason two names came to mind. Shawn and Rick.

“I believe it is Rick, you will have to forgive me, my mind is a bit fuzzy.”

“Okay Rick, why are you here and how did you teleport into the middle of Canterlot?”

He began to think.

“Something about a portal, I was following or chasing someone or something.”

“What were you chasing? Is it dangerous?”

“I believe it can be, I can remember explosives, traps, and fire around it, but I think it ca-”

“Princess! A monster has appeared in the market!” Another male chime in.

“Bring in a small platoon and comb the city for it, what did it look like?”

“It looked like a Diamond dog, stood on two legs, wore a suit, and had no face!”

Shawn’s eyes opened wide. “That’s it! That sounds like the thing I was chasing.”

The room falls silent for a moment.

“Send in all the guards, this creature is very dangerous, get all the civilians inside!” The kind voice bellows.

A series of ‘Yes princess!’ echoed throughout the room as they all made their way out of the room, their footsteps fading away.

Shawn began to push himself off the floor, struggling slightly, then suddenly began to float off of the floor.

“No need to struggle, we will take care of your injuries while we capture the creature.” She said.

“You have my name but, I do not remember hearing yours.”

“My name is Celestia, Princess of Equestria.”

        The pearl landed in the middle of a small market place, and apparently it was not the most subtle of entrances as all eyes were on him the second he appeared. Beneath the mask a mischievous grin formed on Sketch’s face. In silence they all stared at him, frozen in terror, but he stood there for another reason, he was surrounded by pastel colored ponies.

This is a new dream, Slenderman with ponies, eh, it works

        One of the ponies with wings approached him from the side.

        “Stop right there! What are you?”

        Sketch’s head slowly turned to face the guard, with the Ender pearl still in his right hand he balled it up into a fist, worked the pearly to his thumb and used his thumb to flick it, landing right in front of the guard. He appeared in front of the guard, motionless, not saying a word, the guard getting all the more frightened.

        “Stay back!”

        The guard took a few steps back, Sketch flicked the pearl with his thumb again and this time appeared behind the guard. The guard was mildly startled and unsheathed his sword, however as soon as he did Sketch grabbed hold of it in his left hand, flicked the pearl and teleported with it, leaving the guard unarmed.

        Having no need for it, he laid the short sword on the ground to his side, he looked up and noticed a fruit stall across the market, he flicked the pearl and teleported over to the stand. Staring down at the frightened stall owner she is trembling where she stands, Sketch reaches out slowly.

        “Ahhhhhhhhh!” The pony screams.

        However, he isn’t reaching for her, but for one of her apples, he takes it in his grasp, and polishes it off on his suit. What happened next truly terrified them, as he pulled up enough of the morphsuit mask to reveal his mouth as he took a bite out of the apple.

        “If they have no idea what I am, I wonder how badly something peeling off part of it’s face to eat will scar them?” Sketch thought.

        After eating the apple down to the core he pulled down the mask again and threw the pearl over the buildings behind it. He immediately turned around and bowed in an over dramatic fashion before disappearing in a puff of purple smoke.

Shawn laid in what appeared to be a infirmary, his eyes finally adjusted to the point where he could make out shapes. He saw his armor and sword laying on the table across the room.

“Finally awake? Celestia said you were some monster hunter.” A female voice said from the doorway.

Shawn turned to look at her, and what he saw almost made his brain implode.

“What in the world? Are you a pony, that can talk?”

 Shawn scratched the back of his head.

 “Can’t say i’ve seen that before.”

“Of course I’m a pony, what else would I be?”

She looked at him skeptically, raising an eyebrow

“Well, pardon me, I come from a place where ponies can’t talk.”

“Well we can and do here, why were you wearing all that armor anyways?”

Shawn scratched his chin in thought.

 “As I said before, my mind is a bit fuzzy, I believe I was chasing something and we had come across a portal of sorts. I guess that I had the armor to protect myself from it.”

“Is that monster really that dangerous? It’s been teleporting around the city eating apples, I heard the guards said it’s dangerous, but all it does is stare at them. What’s does it want?”

“I’m not sure, all I know is that it follows it’s targets. After a long time of its miss matched teleporting it finally does... Something.”

“Something?”

The pony seemed a little frightened at his vague answer.

He sighed. “I am sorry I can not give you a better answer, I can only remember so much and even then I feel as though something is wrong.”

With that the pony left and Shawn fell back asleep while Sketch wrecked havoc on the citizens of Canterlot, those poor ponies...