You know, I wasn't a particularly special person. Had a mind on me that got plenty of compliments, but always had a problem with putting ideas into action. I wasn't super strong either, only went to workout occasionally. What I was, apparently, was the one guy who could get hit by a lightning bolt in the middle of fucking New- Goddam- York, city of skyscrapers.

Now I'm in the land of the ponies, along with all my mental bullshit clogging up my brain. These people, or ponies as they prefer, are helping, but dude, I gotta tell you, this place... oof. It's something else. I suppose a nice and quiet life was too much to ask for, huh?

Strangest thing is that I swear I've seen all this before... somewhere.

Ah, who cares? Not like it's important or anything, probably just Deja vu or something.

I AM UNIT DESIGNATION LIBERTY PRIME, MADE TO DESTROY ANY COMMUNISTS THAT DARE THREATEN THE THREASHOLD OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. I SHALL- oh, ok, I can't do this anymore. Its too fun. Ok so, the situation is that one day I woke up as Liberty Prime in a land full of COLORFULLNESS and HAPPINESS! Sorry, I can get eccentric sometimes. Gotta lot of energy here for some reason. Probably 'cause I'm a robot.

Anyways, I'm just exploring this world and seeing what' up. So I hope it'll be fun, and I might just be able to DESTROY COMMUNISTS SCUM while I'm at it.

Hold on, what'd I just say?

[SOON TO BE RE-WRITTEN]

Human beings, said to be the worst of the worst. They were stronger, faster, and more advanced than any other race in the galaxy, even though they never left their planet. Legends spawned from the remnants of their culture, spreading tales of their immense might and unrivaled power. They let nothing stand in their way, not even themselves. Although each legend and tale of the race differs, they all lead to their mysterious disappearance, leaving everything behind. Few skeletons have been recovered, none completely intact. Their ruins influenced every civilization to date in one way or another. None have figured out their connections to the humans, most who claim to often experience ridicule and questioning, and it is doubted that any ever will. They will always be the mysterious parents of the world, never to be seen again.

Until one fateful day, when tensions brewed between the neighboring nations of Gryphonia and Equestria, a group of scouts encounter the last remaining human. The only catch is that the human is completely contradictory to any records resembling human anatomy.

That is because this human is a Giant, able, and willing, to hold the entire scouting party in his gargantuan hands.

[MAY BE RE-WRITTEN]

Once again, I'm back here. Chopping trees, lifting logs, all that. The same thing I've been doing for a few months now. If i had to guess, I'd say it's been about seven months since we got here. After an awkward introduction, my friends and I found our respective places rather quickly. I, oddly enough, chose the manual labor route. Ever since they resident Apple family offered me a job, I've been working every day. Doing chores and such. It was the same thing every day. Not much change, just the same thing.

It's good being here.

Alright, I'm sorry to say this, but I am currently rewriting basically all of the chapters I have so far. The ones changed/edited will have that in the title, just for difference. If by the time your reading this there's already a "Substantial" amount of chapters redone, I wouldn't bother reading the others, as I plan to make the story a bit different.

Making it through the portal was just the beginning. Now I have to face a whole other culture, with different society's and rules. I don't know how I am going to do it.

Ever since we made it here from my world, its been like hell for me. I can't say exactly how, but it seems our worlds aren't so different after all. Dealing with a whole different country was hard enough, but now I have to be known for things I did back on earth? I may have been a hunter there, but its gonna take a whole lot of convincing to get back into it, for both me and Flutters.

She's never gonna let me do anything without her watching over me like a hawk. I wonder how that's going to be.

Different world, same problems. Hooray for being different.

[SOON TO BE RE-WRITTEN]

Greetings minions of the mortal domain. I have finally been set free! I am Dr.Vorginthstein and I am here to do what many consider impossible and what nearly all consider immoral.

A very long time ago I was showing the world the MARVELS of Dr.Vorginthstein, when two particular no-funners decided that my experiments were 'wrong' and 'immoral' and that I 'must be stopped for the greater good' or some bullhonkey like that. Needless to say I was beaten, through cheap back handed methods no less, and was imprisoned. In stone. For a very long time, I think.

Well thanks to one of my brilliant creations, I've been set free, and I believe that this word has seen far too many an age without myself.

So why not give it another go, aye?

[SOON TO BE RE-WRITTEN]

Luna has lived for a long time. In this incredible lifespan of hers she has never found a suitor that would fit her desires.

She does not desire the normal. She desires the strange, weird, the unwanted of the lot. Fortunately for her, he comes around often. He often tells her "I don't know how long I'll take, but I'll come back"

To which she always ask "Promise me you'll come back?"

The answer is inside.

[SOON TO BE RE-WRITTEN]

I have made a mistake. This is obvious, as I am at the bottom of a lake. In a giant metal diving suit, straight out of one of my favorite games of all time. While this would be amazing at any other moment, it was just plain annoying now.

Along with that, I have also grown rather fond of a young foal, whom I cant seem to leave as that (basically) can kill me. So yeah, uber fun times. Non-stop.