>You are Anon.
>Apparently climbing a ladder without safety training has lead you to prison.
>Explanation?
>It's against the law to put an endangered species... well...In danger. Since you are the only human in Equestria you were defaulted onto that list.
>Now, the courts has ruled that you putting your self at risk has lead to the breaking of that said law.
>This has lead you to death row, fucking hypocrites.
>Or 'deaf row' they keep saying as you were sentenced.
>The equestrian accent is weird.

>You tried asking Celestia for an appeal, but once again the law reared its ugly head. Convicted criminals are not allowed to set foot within the castle perimeters. 
>Fucking great.
>Even you solicitor bailed on you during the court case, so there no way of contacting him also.
>That's the last time you trust someone who does it for free.
>So right about now, you are shitting yourself.
>It isn't the dying part that's worrying you.
>You done that shit before, as that's how you got here.
>Your worrying because if you die here, you could end up back to earth.
>The IRS would rape you if you magically came back 'Alive'

>"Anon Y Mous?"
"Here."
>"Here what?"
>A stallion in a prison guard outfit stands before you with a list.
>You sigh.
>It feels like your back in school.
"Here - Sir."
>"Drop the attitude Anon."
>The guard open's the cell door and ushers you inside.
>Looking around the room, you couldn't call it a cell.
>There are two queen size beds with thick quilts and mattresses.
>A mini fridge.
>And a pearl white on suite bathroom with shower and bath included.
>Damn, you would pay money to stay in a room like this.

>"This is you cell Anon. I hope you will enjoy your stay."
>The guard turns to leave.
>"Oh an why don't you meet your cell friend. Happy Days."
>As right on cue a Pegasus mare walks into your cell.
>She has a bright yellow mane that been slightly ruffled with a dull light red coat.
>Probably a 6/10

>Being a mixed sex prison did surprise you.
>You guess everyone is going to die here anyway.
>So why would they care what we do to each other.

>You hear the cell door clank shut.
>Sunny days trots over to her bed and sprawls out across it.

>"So your my new cell friend huh?"
"I guess so. The name's Anon."
>You walk over to the spare bed and lay on it.
>She seems pretty calm for being here.
>Must of been waiting for a while, must of come to terms with things.
>You start to hope that she don't preaching to you about religious bullshit.

>"So what are you in for?"
>Huh, straight to the point then.
"Endangering an endangered species."
>"Wow, that's hardcore." 
>You wasn't sure she was being sarcastic or no.
>She does look legitimately awed by it.
"uhhh...you?"

>"Graping fillies and colts."
>...
>wut.
>Great she's a child rapist.
>You shuffle in your bed uncomfortably.
>And she thought your crime was bad.


>She looks over at you with a devious smile.
>The sick fuck.
>"Ah yes, there was a food fight that got out of hoof. I hid in the bush and started graping any foal who crossed my path..."
>You try and listen through her think Equestrian accent.
>Pronouncing a 'G' on rape is a little weird.
>But you gotten used to the dialect here.
>"...Well then the town guard caught me with several fillies covered in my grape juices."
>Jesus christ stop!
>You feel like you are going to vomit.

>"Took them days to wash all the stickiness from their fur."
>You look blankly at her not knowing what to think.
>"I guess you wondering why was that a crime?"
>She's insane.
>Happy Days shuffles in the bed.
>"Well a small filly got some juices in her eyes. Poor thing couldn't see properly for rest of the day, I was charged for assault. Her parents had good lawyers."

"You're sick."

>Happy Days looks at you with a confused expression with a hint of hurt.
>"It was only bit of fun."
>Fun?
>You feel your anger rise.
"How is raping young fillies fun!?"
>You practically scream at her.
>"...Whats rape?"
"Dont play dumb with me. You know unconsensual sex."
>Happy now looks like she's going to vomit.
>"You think I was having unconsensual sex with foals?"
"Yes, you described it to me, you fucking sicko."
>Tears starts forming in her eyes.
>"Please don't swear at me..who would ever do such a thing..I...I was only throwing grapes at them."
>Your thoughts freeze in their tracks.
>Wut...