Gunslinger in Equestria

A World of Colorful Hooves

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Make a Fanfiction Percy de rolo in my little pony

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Here’s a fun crossover fanfiction concept where Percival "Percy" de Rolo from Critical Role gets transported to the magical world of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It has a mix of humor, action, and personal growth as Percy adjusts to Equestria's whimsical world.

Title: Gunslinger in Equestria
Chapter 1: A World of Colorful Hooves
Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III woke with a groan. His head throbbed as if he’d spent the night in a tavern—though he'd certainly remember if alcohol had been involved. Sitting up, he blinked at the strange environment around him.

The sky was unusually vibrant, too bright for Whitestone. Flowers in impossible colors bloomed nearby. Slowly, he rose to his feet—only to stumble back to the ground, his limbs feeling... off. His hands, the precise tools he used to craft weapons, were no longer there.

He glanced down.

Hooves.

His heart skipped. "What in the Nine Hells—?"

Standing on shaky legs, Percy looked at his reflection in a nearby pond. His sharp blue eyes were still there, but his hair—now an ivory-white mane—tumbled messily across his face. His coat was an ashy gray, and to his horror, a pair of large wings rested on his back.

"Oh no," he muttered, ruffling his wings in frustration. "A pegasus. Of course."

A strange symbol adorned his flank: a silver pistol crossed with a clockwork gear.

"Well," Percy said aloud to no one in particular, "at least I’m still on brand."

He reached for his belt—his faithful pepperbox pistols were missing. Of course. They would be.

"I am going to kill Vox Machina if this is their doing."

Just as he started to contemplate how to fix this, a voice interrupted him.

"Hi there! Are you new in Ponyville?"

Percy spun around to see a bright pink pony with impossibly curly hair. She bounced in place, radiating enthusiasm.

"I’m Pinkie Pie! What’s your name, new friend?"

Percy grimaced. “Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Ro—”

Pinkie gasped. “Whoa! That’s a huge name! Can I call you Percy?”

"...Fine."

“Great! Follow me—I'll throw you a 'Welcome to Ponyville' party!” Pinkie beamed and started hopping toward town.

Percy stared after her. “A... party?” He muttered. “This world is insufferable.” But with no better plan, he trudged after her.