We are the ponies. Your technological and biological distinctiveness will be added to our own. Resistance is futile.

@HunterSClopson  
Sorry. I can come up with ideas, but I’m not much of a writer. :-(

@JP  
I WANT this fanfic.

@James Rye  
Nah, I made it up on the spot.

@JP
 
You have that from a fic somewhere? o.o

♫ We all danced in friendship, trapped in This Machine.  
Don’t know how long I’ve waited, as the princess watches. ♫

@JP  

Great job with that paint.

Nurse: Ah, you’re awake!  
Twilight: What… where am I?  
Nurse: In a hospital. You got injured in a mortar attack.  
Twilight: Mortar what? What are these wires doing in my head?  
Nurse: Oh, they were just part of the VR we fed you to keep your brains busy. You’ve been unconscious for almost a year. We’ve been rebuilding your body during that time. It’ll take a while before you can walk again, though.  
Twilight: What? A VR? Was all…  
Nurse: Don’t ask. The program says “Friendship” but I don’t know what it really simulates.  
Twilight: It was… it was a dream? All my friends? Just a dream? Where am I?  
Nurse: It seems you do have a slight brain damage if you can’t remember.  
*nurse opens the curtains, revealing crumbling buildings and a war-torn landscape*  
Nurse: See? It’s a war out there. The war has going on for 20 years now. Anyway, welcome back, Sergeant Sparkle. I’ll notify Major Trixie about your situation. She’s been anxious to talk to you again.