Hello Bronies! Yes I know I should be working on 13 years and 13 days, but I really needed a break. I've decided to make an OC more like me and describe his life as a forgotten person.
Down the street a pony was walking up. His eyes gleamed in the rising sun. The cool wind blew back his mane, blowing over his ears. A wave of dust picked up and carried it self across the span of the land. Suddenly the pony was gone, disappeared with the dust. Pinkie rubbed her eyes. "Wowie I must tired, for eencie weencie second there I thought I saw a new pony there." Another wave of dust picked up, and headed in the town. The wind died down. "Ah oh well, might as well head home!" She said as she began hopping home. She stopped mid-bounce as she spotted the same pony. He was talking to a contractor somewhere a third into town. "Wha-!?" her jaw dropped. The pony turned and saw an over-excited pink hurricanes headed his way. He pulled on his hood and dashed into the alley only to find a fence. "Heeeeelloooooo?" the pink blot of glee questioned. "Hmm... I really should get some sleep." She walked out of the alley. A blur jumped down from atop the roof. The cyan pony recovered and walked out making sure that no blob of happiness confronted him. "Sorry 'bout tha' one there, she tends to be excited for guests." The contractor said in a tone of understanding. "yes I see, I'll make sure to avoid that one." the cyan pony examined, the breeze blowing back his black mane. "I was new here a couple months ago, that pony took so much effort into welcoming me. Man tha' nigh' was a sure party." the contractor said pulling up the 'FOR SALE' sign in front of the worn down tower. "I'm not one for partying or socializing with those off lower study." He paused to sign the papers, "you sir have a fine day, you do your job excellently." He started to walk off. The contractor turned, "thank you!" "hmm I believe in order to get better at this teleporting business I should get a couple dozen book for the week to perfect the art." He'd always enjoyed talking to himself. He always knew what he meant even if he didn't.
After settling in the homage He'd purchased he decided it be time to go to the library. He put on his cloak and belt. On his belt were several point of curiosity, for instance his knives and antidotes. Medi-packs and other devices such as an enchanted tablet to the scientific hospital in Canterlot, a gift from his last friends, who have, moved on. This was kept in a pouch, to be used it required as drop of blood a tear and a hoof print from three different ponies. After his belt came his metacarpal guards and cannon guards (pony equivalents of shins), made of complete steel. Then his iron horseshoes went on last. After done getting decked out for whatever might be out there, being as paranoid as he was, he walked out the door only to see a pink smiling figure right in front of him. As his heart rate tripled he slammed the door and ran upstairs."I knew this is where you lived!" Pinkie shouted from down stairs. "Oh whoops, I'll be back! I have a picnic to attend!" Figuring this was a ploy cyan pony decided it best to climb out the back window.
After closing it behind him he looked out at the view he had from the slim windowstill he was standing on. Over the vast hills he viewed he saw a checkered red blanket with 6 ponies having lunch. A picnic. The pink pony mentioned this. Then he saw her. Waving from the area at him. She shouted and pointed and the others took an interest in what their friend was pointing at. After they all made eye-contact he dove for the ground. Even he could hear the gasps and hollers about this 'suicide' attempt. He landed soft as ever and started for the library at a quick trot while the pink menace was having a picnic.
And that is chapter one. 0_o what a new story?! Yeah I couldnt think what to do next for the other. Brohoof!