It seems to be the average day in town, folks casually ambling into the coffee shop, seeking the holy caffeine to kickstart their work days, fillies and colts cantering to school as fast as they can, ... View MoreIt seems to be the average day in town, folks casually ambling into the coffee shop, seeking the holy caffeine to kickstart their work days, fillies and colts cantering to school as fast as they can, their middle-aged parents falling behind them. Teenagers blabbering on about the hot gossip in school, and as you pass by them going about your day, the sun beginning to kiss the lit up sky..
.. you feel something strange. It's sort of like a breeze is flying by your hindquarters, or maybe like a section of fur has suddenly been taken off. Curiously, you look behind yourself and nothing seems to be off. No one else seems to be reacting to anything in particular either, but when you look down at your flank..
Something seems odd, that you can't exactly pinpoint. It's almost as if your flank is... blank.
Because it is.
And as you start to notice this staggeringly terrible fact, you notice a very strange sight passing behind you in the opposite direction. A zegasus, wearing your cutiemark, as if it was copy and pasted from your hindquarters to theirs. They look back at you from the sides of their eyes, and suddenly start to speed up, frantically attempting to get away from this area as fast as possible. #rp
