June 6th, 2012

Dear Dad,

I know you never loved me, or cared for me, so I'll make this quick, since you're not going to care about me anyway.

Goodbye, cruel world.

Now that I think about it, I should probably say goodbye to my "friends" on the OpenFeint forums before I go. Not that they'll care either, I'm not at all a popular member, and I've only been on for about two months, since I found the OpenFeint option on Fruit Ninja Lite. I don't mind if my dad reads this part, too. He has no idea OpenFeint has been my obsession for the past two months, but what is he going to do? Beat up my carcass? 

An OFer told me that I should watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, and that it helped her out of her depression. Why not? I have nothing to lose.

I found "Season 1 Episode 1: Friendship is Magic" on YouTube. maybe I'll watch a it to get my final laughs at how pathetic it is.

If you don't mind I'm going to write down some commentary as I watch this. Of course you don't mind. You're a sheet of paper.

Well, that purple pony that was running looks kind of cute.

A letter from the Princess telling her to make friends? Cheesy. This is ridiculous.

Wow, that yellow pony reminds me of me, and that orange pony with the hat reminds me of my crush, Ashley, who I'll never have a chance with, anyway.

Well, the first episode wasn't bad, let me find the sequel.

Wow, that wasn't bad either. How many more episodes are there? 

Haha, Applejack's so funny when she's tireless.

That blue unicorn is a bitch, AJ should buck her right in the face.

"It needs to be about 20% cooler?" That's hilarious!

Did they just get saved by a Rainbow-colored nuclear explosion? They did, wow. Why did that give me goosebumps?

Wow, I didn't think much of Rarity, but she's pretty clever. 

THIIIIS IS WHINING.

"I'd like to be a tree," and "Huffy the magic dragon?" that whole conversation was hilarious.

Insane Pinkie Pie was amazing!

Discord, wow, I've never seen a more perfect villain in any children's show.

Insane Twilight was even better than insane Pinkie Pie!

Pickle barrel! Kumquat! Pickle barrel! Kumquat! That is fun to say!

"We'll be able to fix that hole in the roof, but if you don't come back, we'll never be able to fix the hole in our hearts." Oh, barf.

June 7th, 2012?

Wow! That song about smiling Pinkie sang sure is catchy. I replayed it five times. 

That song about the wedding was catchy, too. Damn.

HOLY CRAP! WAS THAT JUST, A FULL OUT BRAWL, ON A Y-RATED SHOW? WOW!

Did I seriously just spend 19 hours watching My Little Pony?

I did, and now it's 4am. I better go back and write down when I think the day changed. And then sleep. I don't know if I can, I have a hell of a lot to think about. 

Right now, it's about 1PM. The cops just came to my house and took away my dad. Someone had called the cops because they were trying to contact my mom for about the entire time I was hiding from my dad in this closet. Also, I've been doing a whole lot of research on my iPod since I woke up. Apparently there's a teenage fandom of My Little Pony called "bronies." I believe I may be one of them. Those smiling ponies just make me feel like... Like I'm worth something. I feel, like I want to live, just for ponies. I think I should go now. I can't stay in this closet in an empty house. I'll write later.

I think it's about 10:30 or so. There's no clock in here, so I'm not sure. Funny story, the person who was trying to contact my dad's girlfriend turned out to be her other boyfriend. Heh. On a similar note, I was just sent to a foster home, because both of my dad's parents are dead, everyone on my mom's side wants nothing to do with me, and my dad's dead girlfriend's mom is in a mental hospital after taking out a pistol in a preschool and killing six kids. So, I have no relatives that aren't locked up. I'm surrounded by a bunch of kids that are all at least five years younger than me, and I'm certain that they're all wondering what the heck I'm writing. Oh well. I have ponies to think about. Good night. 

June 8th, 2012

My first day in the foster home wasn't too bad. After missing school the past two days, I returned to school. All the kids at school had heard about what happened, and most of them were surprisingly being nice to me. However, the group of three boys who gave me the "birthday swirlies" were using this event to mock me even more. I responded by calling them assholes (which is the truth, like AJ's element of harmony), they responded by kicking me in the shins (And no, I didn't say the AJ thing out loud). Surprisingly, after all this, I'm still happy. My Little Pony has taken over my thoughts, and I'm not going to stop it.

June 10th, 2012

The kids found my "journal" yesterday. The older ones called me a gay for watching My Little Pony (they're only ten, where did they learn this stuff?). They know I can't do a thing about it, the staff watch me like a hawk. Can't talk anymore. The kids are watching me.

June 13th, 2012

I finally found a time to slip away from the kids. Now I can write. I hate this place. The kids at school quickly started to ignore me again. At least I still have ponies.

June 14, 2012

I had to cut it short yesterday because someone was coming. Oh well. So, a sudden realization hit me today. My Little Pony is just a TV show, and my life SUCKS ASS. I'm falling back into depression, but it's true. I'm useless.

June 15, 2012

There is absolutely no way to die here! The staff continues to watch me like a hawk, and has been looking at me even closer ever since I was banging my head on my bed frame earlier today. I still haven't forgot about ponies, but I curse the screen that keeps us apart. If only I could just go to Equestria, even for one day, one hour, just to meet the ponies. I'd do anything for that. But since that is impossible, I now sit here, hating life. If Heaven exists, maybe I can conjure up MLP ponies there or something. But I doubt I'd go to Heaven anyway.

June 18, 2012

I'm currently in the forbidden basement of the foster home. I stole a few more sheets of computer paper from the office and rushed down here. I just need a place to write down all my thoughts about this place. Let's start with the sleeping quarters. There's about a dozen kids stuffed into each room. Me, being the insomniac I am, can't sleep at all when I hear the snores, wheezes, and breaths of eleven other ponies... I mean people. God, did I just write that? Oh, I still love My Little Pony. With all of my existence, I can't get that show out of my head. Anyway, I'll talk about the food next. In a foster home full of kids, I usually end up with just about nothing for each meal. Maybe one egg for breakfast, a quarter of a sandwich for lunch (on weekends, but I actually get fed pretty good at school), and about two ounces of chicken for dinner. That might be a satisfying meal to some of the youngest kids, but me... Well I'm freaking starving. My Little Pony: Friendship is magic is one of the best shows in existence. Nopony is going to tell me otherwise. 

Sorry for getting off topic, again. I think it's the hunger talking. Lastly, I'll talk about the people. My major disappointment is that they're all male. I can't take being away from girls this long. As mentioned before, none of them are above the age of ten. For some reason, these ten year olds swear like sailors. They clearly weren't raised by parents that cared about them too much, if they've even seen their parents. I mean... These little col

...

I did. I just started to write colts instead of boys. I can't help it. This TV show has invaded my mind. There's no use trying to stop it anymore. But it's still fake. A vicious tease of a good reality, behind a screen of lies. Wow, that was cheesy. Urghhh... Now I'm thinking about cheese...

I drew myself as a pony on a different sheet of paper, and then threw it in the furnace, screaming "WHY CAN'T I BE YOU?"

Reality, I have five fingers. The middle one is just for you.

June 20th, 2012

Sit down and get comfy. I have a story to tell you. I'm not going to give away any of the story in the beginning, just to keep the mood going.

So, the day was Tuesday, June 19, 2012. I woke up depressed and suicidal, as usual. I went through my usual routine of eating my meager breakfast, getting dressed in front of a bunch of young boys, which is creepy for all of us, brushing my teeth, getting my school stuff, getting on the bus, sitting, breathing, responding to stimulus, I think you get the idea. It was a rainy day. Most of the people on the bus were talking excitedly because school ended a week from that day. I had nothing to look forward to in the summer, and I almost liked the school better than the foster home, so I wasn't too excited. Upon getting off the bus and entering my first period class, I learned something that was certainly important to me. Two kids from my school had ran away from home and were nowhere to be found. One of them was Luke. He was the closest to a friend I had. We didn't hang out much, but we do have a few conversations every now and then, although I've realized that he's just as bad at conversation as I am. The other kid was a sophomore named Cece. I knew nothing about her.

I continued the rest of the day normally. I didn't do my homework for any of my classes, and they're back to getting mad at me for it. At lunch, I sat at my usual spot at the "nerd table" and didn't say a word. Then I went home on the bus, to reflect on yet another thing that went wrong in my life. After my small dinner, I went to bed. When I closed my eyes and started to drift off, I suddenly felt that something was... Odd. I tried to push it off, but my curiosity got the best of me, and I opened my eyes. I was staring at a black ceiling, laying on a black ground, with pitch black walls around me. I was sure I was just lucid dreaming, so I just rubbed my eyes with my hoof and then went along with it.

...Hoof?

I looked down at myself. I was... Red. Not my skin, but my... Fur? I felt my head. My hair was still the same style, but felt thicker. Although I still believed this was a dream, I was startled by the sound of footsteps coming. I looked forward and saw two ponies walking towards me. The one on the right seemed vaguely familiar. She was a mint green unicorn with an off-white mane. Since I only knew the names of the canon ponies at the time, I didn't know that this was Lyra Heartstrings. The one on the right had a black coat, and bright white, glowing eyes. The pony was in a full suit of armor. Extending their hoof, this pony tried to help me up. I was still shocked to move, so they set it down. In a stallions voice, he began talking. 

"You're probably very confused right now." He said, as I gave a weak nod, "Allow me to introduce myself. You can call me Saibot. I am the leader of Gamma Pony Force 9, or GPF9 for short. We were assigned the task of recruiting six new ponies to control the Elements of Harmony. The mane six became disconnected to the Elements after Rarity got her big break as a fashion designer and moved far away to live her dream. We first tried to only replace Rarity, and find a pony that held the element of generosity, but no one we could find in Equestria fit the ticket. So that's when Lyra here joined our team." He nodded at Lyra, who continued.

"I had knowledge of alternate dimensions through my studies, and I knew that people like you were out there, we just needed to find a way to reach you."

Saibot continued. "So me, Lyra, and a talented pony known as Dr.Whooves built a portal to suit this purpose. It took about three weeks of construction, but we finally finished. The first person we teleported here was a sixteen year old boy named Drew. But you should know him by his stallion name, Rainbow Eclipse. We gave him the element, and tested it... Nothing. That's when we found out the mane six only work when together. It's all or nothing. So we had to recruit five more humans, each we knew were willing to become ponies. You are one of the lucky five. If you have any questions, you should see Appleseed. He's another one of the five recruited humans. He's likely at Sweet Apple Acres, or wherever Applejack is right now. Good luck, and enjoy the ride."

I blinked. I was suddenly in a new place. My back was to the Everfree Forest and I was looking at the entrance to Ponyville. Inside, these were my approximate thoughts: HOLY CRAP I'M IN PONYVILLE THIS IS SO FREAKING AMAZING I CAN'T BELIEVE IT I HOPE I GET TO MEET APPLEJACK AND CHEERILEE AND TWILIGHT AND... But on the outside, I had a blank stare. I first looked down at what I looked like. I was a red stallion, about the same color as Big Macintosh, but nowhere near the amount of muscle as he had. My hair, from what I could see, was a burnt yellow color, and in a somewhat bowl-cut shape, like the hair of Dumbbell, one of the stallions who calls Rainbow Dash "Rainbow Crash" in Sonic Rainboom. Except, these weren't just TV episodes anymore, this was real. The last thing I looked at was my cutie mark. I penciled in a simple quarter note on my OC's hip when I drew it, but this was two lime green pairs of eighth notes. (I've always liked music because it was my escape from reality before ponies.) It looked... amazing! The rest of me looked like a better drawn version of my OC. My one last realization before I walked on was that I was naked. A thought ran through my head. Who made my body? Did they like... Sculpt me, and my new... Pony areas? Nevermind. I should stop thinking. I know everyone... Everypony else was naked, also. But it still felt awkward. I decided to suck it up and walk on. Next Chapter: Part 2: As You Waste Your Days With Thinking Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 14 Minutes