open 1x1 The World they once knew

[Mr. Critical 433]

A land of magic and friendship no more. After the the tyrant king had taken the throne from Celestia and Luna and stealing their power, he utterly destroyed the land and the love that once fueled the land. Growing desperate, a group of unicorns in grey robes are relying on their last attempt to dethrone the mad king. The incantation was almost done, but before the spell was done, soldiers broke in and had them either killed or hauled away. The spell was in progress, but they got more than they bargend for. What was once a land of bright sun and weather, is now a land of depression, constant rain, and a decimated landscapes. Braking through the skies and rain, a meteor fell from the skies, carrying the land that was once Equestria's last hope.

[Commander Tangent 861]

Friedrich sat down in the trench.

 

yet another defeat. This time at the hands of the Americans. They had been totally annihilated by the "Devil Dogs" in Belleau wood. The sight around him was sad. Beaten, battered, and bloody. Thoes were the only three words needed to describe his fellow soldiers around him. They were all tired, hungry. And they had all lost friends.

 

Friedrich stood, and put on his helmet before walking down the trench line towards the mess area. He knew battle was coming, and he refused to die on an empty stomach. Little did he know of the battle he would soon face.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron was working in his lab, working on various projects. Trying to get it all done before his deadline. His coat was stained with some chemicals, but due to some... alterations. It did not harm him, but he rid it before it could or damage anything else. HE was too focused on his work, but something was coming that he did not know of, or was prepared for.

[Commander Tangent 861]

Friedrich continued down the trench. It was oddly devoid of anyone. Like as if there were a retreat ordered that only he had not heard. He then felt an odd tingle on his legs. Like when you sat on them too long. He shook the feeling and kept walking, but the feeling stayed.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron could feel something. As if his body was falling asleep, but as he went along, its feeling increased. He began to check the outside and saw it was night. How long he had stayed up was unknown to him. The sensation increased, now he felt a falling sensation. the room began to fade away, as if he was sinking into a void. His mind was racing to find a way to explain it. Maybe he was hallucinating from a gas leak. Last time he encountered a T-rex Heffner. What it was this time, he could not wait to see. Yet he hope it would end fast, he had work to do and couldn't trip balls for too long.

[Commander Tangent 861]

He felt it. the feeling overcoming him. At first he did not know what to think. Then it hit him what this might be.

 

"GAS" He yelled as he stumbled down to he knees. He began to panic, desperately grabbing for his backpack. He grabbed it, and ripped it open, attempting to find his gas mask. But alas, by then, his fingers had gone numb, as was the rest of his body.

 

NO, not like this, I don't want to die to this....not now....  His mind raced as he tried to pick up the gas mask, but failing  to each time. Then, everything faded away.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron fell through the void. The sensation of gravity on his being was constant. After a few minutes he could feel a sense of wind and a smell of burning stone. Aaron was feeling something else as well. A large shock was felt and a loud crash. Aaron opened his eyes to see that he was in a new location, rain pelting him as it poured through the new hole in a roof. "What the..."

[Commander Tangent 861]

Stahl panicked. His vision faded to white as he felt he was falling through a dark void. The world around him was nothing, as was he. But then suddenly, he was hurled onto the ground with a loud THUMP.

 

He got up and looked around. The area was definitely not France, that was for sure.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron dusted himself off and got up from where he was lying. He began to survey his surroundings. He noticed the architecture and noticed it was not that of any current or past forms of buildings. He then heard something come from the next building over, whatever it was, he was not alone.

[Commander Tangent 861]

Stahl heard noises from all around. He could not locate them, as they seemed to be echoing around the structure he was in. He hefted his rifle, and checked it. 

 

No ammo.... meaning his only weapon was the 12 inch bayonet on the end of the rifle, and the rifle it's self.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron went to investigate the sound next door. He exited the door to find that the environment was a cold and rainy place. He would say it was Seattle but the buildings were throwing him off. He opened the back door to find two creatures cowering in the corner. Aaron tried to shoosh them. They pointed to the living room part of the house and Aaron went to investigate.

[Commander Tangent 861]

Stahl looked around this new area. It was odd. Dark and gloomy. It reminded him of of several of the villages the had been caught in the crossfire of the great war. But tha damage here. It did not look like it was from weapons. It looked like a major disaster had happened.

[Mr. Critical 433]

@@Commander Tangent

 

Aaron skulked the area out. He was not debating the logistics of bipedal equine, but something had them spooked. Turning the corner, he could see a figure in the shadows with a spear like object. It looked like a weapon of history, but couldn't make it out. He searched his pockets for a weapon and found his multi-tool and some other things. The multi-tool will have to work if its dangerous.

[Commander Tangent 861]

@@Mr. Critical,

 

Stahl saw another human enter the building. He lowered his rifle to the ground, but was prepared to use it if whomever this was ended up being hostile.

 

"Achtung, Sie da. Wer sind Sie? Wo bin ich?" He said to the figure in German. If he did not speak it, he could always try English, thought it was a bit rough for him.

[Mr. Critical 433]

'Damnation. I knew I should have taken that German class' he thought to himself. Aaron was not a talker and was looking for a way to communicate. He found a white sheet on the table and took it, tying it to a fork, signaling his surrender and want for peace. The bipeds looked in confusion. Aaron waved them away to hide and they did as he ordered.

[Commander Tangent 861]

@@Mr. Critical, 

 

Stahl looked confused for a second.

 

"Eine weiße Fahne ..... ergeben? ....... oh Frieden......" He cleared his throat, " Peace ?" He said in a heavy accent. 

 

It appeared this man wanted no confrontation. He grabbed his rifle by the sling, and hefted it onto his back, before looking to the person.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron heard the word peace and cautiously stepped out. He stood before him in his lab coat and jeans. He tried to see the figure before him. But he was in shadows, making it difficult to see him. He continued to wave the flag with a nervous smile. Aaron could see that he had some kind of military uniform on him, but couldn't make out what time period.

[Commander Tangent 861]

@@Mr. Critical,

 

Stahl stepped out of the shadows and towards the other human. He looked him over before looking to him.

 

" You are not German....are you American" Stahl asked in a thick accent. He had picked up a bit of English from prisoners and interrogations, he needed to so he could crack them, " Were are you from....were are we ?" He asked.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron nodded when he asked if he was American. He could get a good look at him and saw that he was wearing a WW1 uniform. Must be reenacting a war. Though his German accent was not half bad. Aaron tried to figure a way to communicate. He didn't have any paper on him. He made a motion to the outside, the grey and foggy weather with unfamiliar landscape. As if asking if he knew where they were.

[Commander Tangent 861]

"Speak in english please. While I my not understand the language totally, I can get a general idea of what you are saying." He requested from the American.

 

He did not seem to be a soldier, so he was safe for now. And they had the more immediate problem of figuring out were they were.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron looked around the room, frantically. He found a piece of paper next to a quill. He began to write down what he wanted to say to the soldier. Hoping his message would get through. Handing him the note, Aaron stepped back to let him read. The note read as such. 'I don't speak. So don't expect anything. I wanted to know if you knew where we were? My name is Aaron. I'm a physist in the United States. I'm 19 years old and live in El Paso Texas. Who are you?'

[Commander Tangent 861]

@@Mr. Critical,

 

"I am Friedrich Stahl. From  Berlin Germany. My family is from Seelow Heights. I am what you American's call a "Stormtrooper" . As for where we are, I have no idea....last I remember I was camped outside of belleau wood in France. Just got out asses handed to us by you marine core" He said, some anger in his voice.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron was utterly stumped. He understood his words but, at the same time it was impossible. He took another piece of paper and began to write on it, telling him his thoughts. 'That's impossible. America hasn't been in a war with Germany since around the early 1940's. I don't even think our navy is focused on France at the moment. We've been focusing our attention on the middle east.' Aaron began to ponder the turn of events.

[Commander Tangent 861]

@@Mr. Critical,

 

"What do you mean 1940's ? It is 1917.... And your Whole damn military is after us. Why would anyone ever be focused on the middle east at a time like this ?" He asks, quite confused as well. 

 

It was an odd situation, but Stahl was forming a small hypothesis in his head as to why there was a discrepancy.

[Mr. Critical 433]

Aaron handed him another note, it was a bit scraggly from writing a bit fast. "That's not possible. Its 2014. Unless you some how were able to super charge tacion particles to the right wavelength. Then it could be possible that you are from world war 1.' Aaron was pacing, his lab coat following him as he began to think. Then he thought of a game changer. The equine in the back room. If it was possible, one or both of them had traveled through time and space. Aaron motioned his lips to silently say "Remarkable."