Derpy's DirgeDerpy’s DirgeDerpy's Dirge3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What’s wrong with me?
Is it the way I talk?
The way I fly?
Is it the way my eyes
Look at the floor
And towards the sky?
I just don’t know
What’s wrong with me,
But if you’d like,
I’ll never speak;
You can sew my lips shut
So I’ll not utter a peep.
I’ll hide my eyes
Behind their lids
To save you from
Would you love me then;
If I were blind
Now, let me share
A little secret with you;
I do know what is wrong,
And it isn’t me
You talk about me,
Make me feel worthless,
All because my eyes
And I don’t act
Like other ponies.
For you, I’ll never
Hold back my voice.
I’ll shout out
And be heard over
Never will I
Hide my eyes;
Let them look
Where they will;
Up to the heavens
And down to the Earth.
I am proud of who I am
And I will not change;
Not for you,
Not for anypony.
A Thief at the Gala: Chapter SevenA Thief at the Gala: Chapter Seven3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Seven: Who'll Be Best Pony?
Vallade said I'm pretty, Ditzy thought sullenly. Just like Dinky does. Why did he say that? Ditzy understood that love motivated her daughters' sweet words. Associating Vallade with that notion filled her with dread. Of all the recent regrets, foremost was the nature of The Doctor's request:
“I need you to do this.”
Hurt, betrayed and confused. Ditzy had wanted to pull away from The Doctor's hooves on her shoulders. When had he mastered such a firm grip?
“Why? Why?” It was all she could think to ask.
“There is a very dangerous man out in that ballroom, Ditzy. I need somepony in there I can trust! You are that mare! Come on, you know what we've been though. You've helped me before. Won't you help me again?”
“But ... my dress ...”
“I am sorry about the dress. I am sorry about everything, but Vallade will do worse than Nightmare Moon. More than darkness, he'll consume the
A Poetic Tribute to Lauren Faust: CreatorA Poetic Tribute to Lauren Faust: Creator3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
A shining mind
Upliftment of gender
The fabric of time
The world challenged
Acclaim won for glory
Shown with grace
There is more than one way to be a girl
There is more than one way to be a boy
A silver trail
A message embodied
Dash of blue: dream big
Corona of pink: laughter, a cure
Ripple of white: share the bounty of life
Shimmer of lavender: believe in magic
Glimpse of yellow: embody kindness
Streak of orange: be faithful and true
Enchanting and reviving
The creative spirits of others
A true creator
Herald of a new Earth
Upon which love and harmony prevails
Emotion expressed, simply
Thank you, Lauren Faust
MLP: Eyes and Hourglasses, Chapter IIIMLP: Eyes and Hourglasses, Chapter III3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
MY LITTLE PONY: EYES AND HOURGLASSES
Chapter III: "Making Friends"
Written by Diane N. Tran, with original song by Rachel Rambach
As the festivities continued uninterrupted below, the winged pony ascended the stairwell and went through each room of the building, floor by floor — kitchen, bedroom, library, stockroom, and whooooaaaaaa! She reached the top floor and her wall-eyes gazed around the sight of massive room that amassed a labyrinthine jungle of the rusted cogs and jagged gears of the Old Clock Tower. The patchwork of holes left in the broken roof allowed glowing beams of sunlight to stream into the room, as a flock of white pigeons fluttered out. The walls hung with hundreds of clocks, clocks of all kinds, all different shapes and sizes, ticking and tocking in all different ways. Position
Overthinking MLP:FIM S2E18Overthinking MLP:FIM S2E183 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
"A Friend in Deed"
An Overthought Review of MLP:FIM Season 2, Episode 18.
Note: As usual, this is all subjective.
0:00-1:11: Somewhere on Youtube is a video of this scene with "Eye of the Tiger" playing in the background.
Needless to say, Pinkie has an odd morning routine. Not that this is surprising at all. There's a nice little switch-up here when they reveal that Pinkie's doing this to entertain the Cake twins rather than just for the heck of it (not that that would be surprising either). That doesn't necessarily preclude the idea that this is Pinkie's usual routine, though. She seems to be practicing her sort of "amusing all the ponies" routine or something.
I'm really not entirely sure what to make of this scene. On one hand, it's definitely hilarious. It's a lot of fun to watch, there's no denying that. The mere image of Pinkie wearing 80's-esque workout gear is funny on it's own, and slapstick el
First Andley Fic Part 1First Andley Fic Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ashley awoke in the morning around 7:00am. He rolled to his side and grunted. He pulled him self into a sitting-slouching position. "aauuuggg" he groaned. He stood up slowly and stretched. Ashley knew he had to take a shower before the show today, so he mas-well do that now before he procrastinates and forgets. and plus, he figured, It'll wake me up. Ashley clumsily walked to the bathroom. He stepped in and looked in the mirror. He reviewed his schedual for a minute. -Okay- he thought. - i have about four hours to get ready for this show at noon...i can probably worry bout the stage makeup later...- He turned around. He twisted the knob in the shower to almost hottest setting. Then he took his shirt off and threw it to the side.
"HAAAY!" A spazmatic voice hollered. "YOU LEFT THE DOOR OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!" It yelled again.
Ashley looked towards the door way of the bathroom. it was wide open.
"OH GEEZE! THANKS CC!" Ashley responded. he hurried to the door and pulled it closed. -Thant was a cl
Somepony That I Used to KnowSomepony That I Used to Know3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Now and then I think of when you were on the show
Like when you said you just don't what went rone
Told myself that you were right for kids
And felt so happy in your company
But that was friendship and it's a feeling I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of (pony/show)
Like waiting for the season finale
Always the finale
So when we found that you could not make the rote
Well you said that you would still be in the back
But I'll admit that I was sad that you were over
But they didn’t have to censored you
Fro-ing her out like a baked-bad
And that she were nothing
And they don’t even think of your fans
But they treat you like a baked-bad
And that feels so rone
They didn’t have to to censorer you
Make the bronys cry in there beds
And then change the Dr name
I guess that they don’t like us though
Now you’re just somepony that I used to know
Now you’re just somepony that I used to know
Now you’re jus
Adopted By The Biersack's Part EightPre Calculus was the worst thing I've ever had to endure. The teacher was awful, not to mention, math is not one of my good friends. Going to a new school a few weeks into the year was already bad enough. Thank God the teacher didn't try to catch me up on every assignment. That was the only thing I liked about him. He was one of those older gentlemen that didn't get along with students and should have quit teaching ten years ago. I ignored everything he said that wasn't math related. I wasn't in the mood to deal with his bullshit.Adopted By The Biersack's Part Eight3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After that, I had lunch. It was almost eleven, so I was pretty hungry, considering I hadn't eaten breakfast. I looked around for the familiar faces of Calloway and November, hoping to find them so I wouldn't be stuck sitting by myself. The lunchroom was decently sized, but it was big enough to fit the whole school in it. The student body was much smaller than I had originally thought.
The tables were long and rectangular, enough to fit probably 12 to 22 peopl
Castle Walls: Chapter 1 - Burnished SilverCastle Walls: Chapter 1 - Burnished Silver3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1 - Burnished Silver
Twilight broke on the horizon, the sun peeking above tree tops and mountains as it rose. Small rays of light drifted through Twilight Sparkle's bedroom, falling upon her face. As slowly as possible, she opened her eyes and rubbed the sleep from them. Rousing herself, Twilight slipped out of the downy bed that had always seemed much too large for her, and walked to the window to gaze out at the land. It seemed surreal to her, the ruling Lady of Canterlot.
Why me? she wondered, as was her daily tradition. Why did everypony choose me? I never asked for this... this... Rainbow Dash had always told her it was an honor, but she could never bring herself to believe that. Twilight looked out the window, nearly all of Equestria in sight. The land she had been chosen to rule and to protect, and the land that was divided and torn apart.
Twilight turned from the window with a sigh. Walking across the massive roomformerly Princes
Scootaloo's Story - Chapter 3Scootaloo's Story - Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 3 - Duty's Call
Dinner that night was better than last time. Vegetable soup is hard to mess up, though. There was no tension either. I was worried Rainbow Dash would bring up how she met my parents. Instead, we all just talked about our day. Just a regular conversation over dinner. At least, I thought that was what a regular conversation over dinner would look like.
After dinner, Rainbow Dash showed me Twilight's Daring Do collection and insisted I start reading them right away. To be honest, I don't know if I really need to - she already pretty much told me all about each book.
"Okay, Rainbow Dash, I'll start reading them."
"Good, oh, and why do you keep calling me Rainbow Dash when you call Twilight, 'Twilight' and not Twilight Sparkle?"
"Look, I'm just a normal pony like everypony else. You can call me Rainbow if you want."
Our Day in Disdain | Chapter FourOur Day in Disdain | Chapter Four1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Four: Otherworldly and Strange
The house sat patiently on the outskirts of Ponyville; silent behind it’s boarded windows and faded frame. It consisted of about three bedrooms on a second story, a little porch, and a tiny backyard where foals once played during brighter days; but on this dreary night the house sat alone, looking towards the illuminated town and a mare walking through the rain, shrinking into herself as if the rain were a great gravity bearing down on her.
As Dashie approached the house with it’s faded exterior darkened further by the downpour, she couldn’t help but feel saddened. The house looked like it wanted to cry out but couldn’t with it’s braces across the doors and boards against the windows. It was hard to believe that for the few short years of being away that she could barely even recognize her fillyhood home anymore. She circled around the house a few times until she found a loose board and slipped in through the
Trailblazer's Apocalypse: EpilogueTrailblazer's Apocalypse: Epilogue3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The seven ponies made their way out of the temple and into the castle. They kept on walking through the castle and were flown down to the base of the mountain. Their trip back to Ponyville took a full week, but they didn't have any enemies to deal with.
All seven of them were stopped when they were passing through Tethleon. Mayor Dunnam stopped them.
"You, Trailblazer, are the best there is!" he shouted. "I don't think there's a proper thank you for your actions!"
"Well, I couldn't have done it without my friends. They kept me going throughout this journey." Trailblazer told him.
"I'm thinking of erecting some statues of you six, honoring your courageous efforts to save us all!" he said back.
They stopped, and their jaws dropped.
"You can thank me later for that."
Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 12Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 123 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
CHAPTER 12: Field Day Fiasco (First draft. Final version in the works)
Bucky, Orion, and Peach Cobbler were in a situation now. Not only had they inadvertently sent themselves and possibly their friends and family back in time, but now they were on the brink of erasing their own existences. Not only had they already run into the original Cutie Mark Crusaders, but now they had been invited to join them in the annual Ponyville Field Day. Bucky especially felt the pressure of secrecy thanks to his relation to Apple Bloom. Alone for the moment as Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle left to train for the event, the new CMC began to discuss just how deep in trouble they were.
"Of all the ponies in all the world," Bucky muttered, "I walk into mah aunt."
"We've got to be more careful, guys!" Peach added. "If we run into our moms the same way as we did with these guys..."
"We can kiss our flanks goodbye." Orion said, finishing her thought.
The three were in agreement. They could
Shame at the Check-OutShame at the Check-Out3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
FIMFiction link: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/56451/Shame-at-the-Check-Out
Shame at the Checkout
Beads of cold sweat rolled down Rainbow Dash's neck. The hot ceiling lights above intensifying the anxiety she felt to such a point that she felt as though she was going to pass out. There she was, standing in the middle of Ponyville's largest store. Her eyes were wide, staring at the newest piece of fan-merchandise being sold.
No, it wasn't anything to do with the Wonderbolts.
It was a limited-time offer Daring Do wallet. Rainbow Dash had to keep her mouth shut to prevent drooling. The wallet was grey and had adventurer's face printed on the front, grinning competitively at some invisible foe. She was a force to be reckoned with, even as just a picture. Hilariously, based on how she looked out of the wallet, Rainbow Dash felt like she was the foe- her hero's ruby eyes piercing into her own like arrows in bows, primed to fire.
Overall, it was beyond awesome, much better t
Flowers and Wrenches part 1Flowers and Wrenches part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cream skipped gleefully down the sidewalk. "Chao! Chao!" Cheese said happily. Cream smiled and reached into the pocket of her dress. "Here you go my extra special Chao buddy." She reached up and handed Cheese a cookie. Cheese squealed happily and nibbled on the tiny cookie. Suddenly she felt the ground underneath her rip from under her feet. "Woah!" She said in surprise and fell onto a familiar face. She looked up and seen his light,sky-blue eyes staring at her. "Oh...Oh Hey Tails. Im so sorry!" She said and sat up. "Its perfectly OK." He said and grabbed her hand gently. He pulled her up and picked up the Blueprints he had been carting around.
He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Oh Let me help you!" She said and took half of the Blueprints he had been carrying. "Gee thanks Cream." He said with a nervous smile. "Anything for you Tails!" She smiled. "Chao Chao!" Cheese said excitedly. Tails shuffled his feet with nervousness. "Whats wrong Tails?" Cream asked with a worried look o
Derpy Hooves Hero of Scolon 8Derpy Hooves Hero of Scolon 83 years ago in Humor More Like This
THOUSANDS of years ago, there was a bloody war on the planet Scolon 8 between muffins and the vast English muffin hordes! Muffinkind fought tooth and nail to defeat the rampaging breakfast foods, but their leader Otis Spunkmeyer was blinded by greed and bitterness and it was to be his downfall for he was murdered in his sleep by his wife, Thomas, who was as it turns out, a deadly English muffin agent! Alas the muffins were all but purged from the 4 continents of Scolon 8. The purgings would last for trillions of years until Otis' successor came along. However, like his great ancestor, the Otis Junior was murdered by his wife who as it turns out was also a deadly English muffin agent! After hearing about the murder of Otis Junior, the great muffin clans united together to defeat the English muffin hordes! But it was to be another downfall, that is if the Great Lord Inquisitor had not arrived from Epsilon 2. The Great Lord Inquisitor had already vanquished uncountable hordes of muffins,
A Canterlot Wedding: The Secret Ending - ScriptA Canterlot Wedding: The Secret Ending - Script3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
"My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic - A Canterlot Wedding: The Secret Ending"
>>Princess Cadance: You won't get away with this, Chrysalis! Twilight and her friends will...
>>Queen Chrysalis: You were saying? You do realize the reception's been cancelled, don't you? Go! Feed!
It's funny, really, Twilight here was suspicious of my behavior all along. Too bad the rest of you were too caught up in your wedding planning to realize those suspicions were correct.
>>Applejack: We're so sorry, Twilight. We should've listened to you. We were too careless.
>>Twilight Sparkle: It's not your fault. She fooled everypony.
>>Queen Chrysalis: Hmm, I did, didn't I?
[Singing] This day has been just perfect
The kind of day of which I've dreamed since I was small
Everypony I'll soon control
Every stallion, mare and foal
Who says a girl can't really
Unofficial Official Rainbow Factory Ending SceneUnofficial Official Rainbow Factory Ending Scene3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Unofficial Official Rainbow Factory Ending Scene
By Aurora Dawn and B.X.S.
"You have beautiful eyes," she cooed, soft, yet clearly.
"I know. Confident, headstrong eyes. You want to know what these eyes are seeing?"
Rainbow smirked. "The little bitch who just ruined my quota. I can't make rainbows out of tears. I have a lot of work to do because of you." Rainbow Dash slowly drifted into the control room, whistling as she did so. She turned to watch the agony on Scootaloo's face as she pressed a series of buttons. Dash then pulled a lever down, slowing yet not stopping the machine. The orange filly's spirit was broken. She did not struggle as the machine slowly pulled her upward.
Scootaloo muttered something to herself quietly. Rainbow Dash, wishing to savor the moment, spoke up.
"What was that? Care to speak up before the end?"
"Goodbye Dash... I love you..."
Rainbow Dash paused for a moment, looking at Scootaloo.
"Good riddance," she spit. She paced in front of Scootaloo fo
Story-Poem: The Muffin QueenStory-Poem: The Muffin Queen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Muffin Queen
Like yeast in dough, I rose up high.
But soon, I ceased to fly.
Soon I was caked in my own demise.
Baked into this pastry disguise.
But thou hath set me free.
With a bite, munch, crunch. 1, 2, 3.
I hath been set free, but thou hath consumed me.
Not 1 but 2.
Mine own eyes seeing only what be in front of thee.
My simple plea?
To escape from this catacomb that surrounds me.
Oh, Silly mare.
With your eyes drooping and your heart beating.
Your bags filled with letters and your mind in gutters.
Wings of grey.
A mane like sunshine.
Tis' be very colors of that which be mine.
Derpy: Hey now missy your making my head hurt.
Muffin Queen (MQ): What be this strangest voice canst thou heareth me?
Derpy: Well yea, been hearing about every single thing you've just monologue'd.
MQ: Oh it be you grey mare
What purpose dost thou have for being here?
Derpy: What are you doing here?
Last time I checked this was my muffin I mean my mind!
MQ: Your min
El viento carmesiEl viento carmesíEl viento carmesi4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
De golpe di contra el suelo, el impacto había sido estremecedor; quede inconciente. No era mi voluntad, no era lo que quería. Ella se encontraba también ahí, indefensa, en peligro pero todo era por su bien, para salvarla.
Espina envenenada, espada de Damocles que pende y corta tu vida; la única mujer que he amado, la dueña de mi corazón, sucumbía bajo el somnífero poder de la ponzoña.
Salvarla era mi deseo. Por ello el peligro, el viaje y la travesía; todo con tal de no perder aquellos ojos turquesas que me hechizaron con una sublime mirada.
Cuando la fuerza y conciencia tomó poder de mi cuerpo, me levante del pasto que cubría en su totalidad el jardín sagrado, y busque con la mirada a mi amada hasta encontrarla.
Ángeles eternos, hadas inmortales, espíritus de luz externa; ella volvía a sonreír mientras los vientos carmesí acariciaban con ternura su delicada figur
Extintos como dinosauriosExtintos como dinosauriosExtintos como dinosaurios4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Era tarde, pero por suerte alcancé el último tren hacia el norte. A pesar de ir los vagones llenos de gente, obtuve un lugar junto a una ventanilla. Luego, la larga espera. Mi parada era la última estación, tenía que soportar todo el recorrido.
Con cada estación, los asientos eran tomados y dejados a como la multitud se movía. A algunos no les quedaba otra opción que soportar el recorrido a pie. Los jóvenes trabajadores podían soportar la marcha, al contrario de la señora de la tercera edad que no alcanzaba a sujetarse del pasamano. Una chica embarazada logró sentarse ante la rápida amabilidad de una secretaria; y a mi lado, un oficinista dejo su puesto para luego ser ocupado por un punk.
A unas tres paradas de la mía, un señor mayor subió al tren. Un hombre increíblemente anciano que captó de inmediato mi atención ante su dificultad de pe