As the Wheel TurnsAs the Wheel Turns1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the Wheel Turns
Snips and Snails were dripping sweat as they struggled to drag along the heavy wooden cart that dug into the ground. The cart plowed up the dirt and left a sizable trench in its wake. They looked at one another, tired and worn out from pulling the new tyrant of ponyville to the edge of the forcefield. They stopped for a moment to take a quick break. As soon as they had stopped, a glowing red whip snapped at their backsides from mid-air.
"Pull you fools!" the whip snapped it at them twice more. "Somepony set off the magic forcefield and Trixie intends to punish them!" shouted Trixie as she prepared to whip her subjects once more for good measure. She did not have to go through with the final whip, as the two simpletons had begun to move twice as fast as they previously were. Snips craned his head back towards the unrelenting whip wielder.
"But wouldn't it be faster if we had some wheels?" he asked nervously, his voice higher than usual.
Trixie's head snapped up and he
Sweet Song Chapter 2Sweet Song Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sweet Song was walking alongside her new friend. They were on their way to school. Almost three weeks had passed since Sweet Song had saved Dinky from the bullies. Since that day they had always stayed together; the more time Sweet Song spent with Dinky the more she found out how alike they were.
Dinky came by every day to pick up Sweet Song and they both went to school together. In recess they spend time reading and talking in the library, and they followed each other home from school.
There had not been any confrontations with Lily Feather since that day; Sweet Song and Dinky had tried avoiding her as much as possible and it looked like Lily Feather did the same.
"SO," Dinky began. "My mother asked if you wanted to have a sleepover at my house here next weekend? Or rather I asked if it was ok and she thinks it was a GREAT idea," Dinky said while smiling to Sweet Song.
"SURE!" Sweet song said grinning "I'll ask my mothers when I get home, but I think it's ok."
They soon arri
Zebra SpeakThe Zebra speaksZebra Speak1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She speaks like a neat freak
She speaks like a poet
With a freaky mystique
She speaks not often
But her words are far from weak
Some might shriek
When the Zebra speaks
To inform the meek
When things get bleak
But she knows their shrieks
Seldom reach their peak
Because when the Zebra speaks
Her wisdom louder shrieks
Lyra HaikuThis pony shall bringLyra Haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Hands across Equestria
So vote for Lyra
A Brony goes to Ponyville and Scares EveryoneWe find our hero sitting in front of his computer screen Looking at R34 images of Ponies, hand down the front of his khaki shorts, he has to lean forward slightly due to his obese frame and stubby arms, though the task is such a heavy strain that he has to lean back every now and again to catch his breath, The chair squeaks and creaks rhythmically causing his Cat "Fausticonilicious" to leave the room in Discomfort, "Oh I wish I was in Ponyville!" He cries out, hoping a nearby mystical Pony related Entity could pick up his pleas through the basement where his "Computer Dungeon" is, Our Brave knight (Which will now be called "Brownie" because I really cannot be bothered to think up enough heroic terms for this guy) then calls it a night and sleeps in his chair, he opens his eyes after what appears to be five minutes and for no apparent and or logical reason he finds himself in the Everfree forest!A Brony goes to Ponyville and Scares Everyone9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"OH CHEESE AND CRACKERS!!!" Brownie exclaims!, "I think I'm in the Everfree forest!!", Brow
Song of Star-SwirlSong of Star-Swirl1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MY LITTLE POEM
Ponies with Therion
[click here for the accompanying song]
Song of Star-Swirl
In principio mundus inquietus erat
Vis magica liber sine magistro volabat
Woken the world from the primordial sleep
Woken the force from the abyssal keeps
Dancing waves of magic over the world
Lawless force obeying no mortal soul
In olden times, times of the tribes
His gaze turned to the stars:
Apprentice for the guides of sky
Gave new names to the laws
O pastor equinorum
Scientia magi caela aperit
Star-Swirl of the shrouded past
Learned the meaning of might
Bending force under his mind
Rewrote the magic's laws
Within a toll of the small bells
He created the formulae
Unveiled the primordial secrets
Crafted order into chaos
Founded the school to the magic
Of unicorn laws
Of mortal kin's fate
To shape their own path
For their care the world
For their care the never-ending
Princess InsomniaShe dresses in blues deeper than the oceans of Neptune,Princess Insomnia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dissonant is the face of fear projected on her face by her shadow,
When she speaks her words cry like the last breath of a god on his faded throne,
Her soul is a supermassive black hole and her brilliance cannot escape.
A being of ambient landscapes, she's not afraid of the dark.
Still every night is her nightmare, seen by the audience of a million sleepers
in her moonlight-gilded prison where she sleeps in the void without a head and encases her heart in a fragile urn.
By day, she wears a mask of light to protect her from her other self,
At dusk, she watches the black rose garden grow in her budding heart,
At twilight, she dances with mirrors under the rising blue moon of hope,
At night, she cries a million heavenly stars which cast moonlight upon all the land.
But one day, her freedom will howl the black winds of fate and shatter the Earth...
Trixie HaikuNo talent has sheTrixie Haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Great and Powerful Trixe
But quite an ego
Derpy HaikuA wonder is sheDerpy Haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A pony of novelty
Whose name is Derpy
A Lonely PerformanceA Lonely Performance1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hatred. Pure, bleeding hatred seeped from the magician's emotional wounds. Her head hung low as she dragged her hooves across the rough path in a daze that only shattered dreams can bring. Cold, broken and alone, the pony meandered across a desolate wasteland of her own exile and creation, mentally condemning that purple unicorn who had punched a pony sized hole in her world, the night only backhoofing her with her own loneliness as she stared at the slowly moving ground.
Stumbling in blind and empty rage, the unicorn cursed as her hooves slowly lost traction in her trance of anger, her mentally weakened form flailing and falling to the dirt as she continued to curse the wretched mare. Never before had the weary pony felt such comfort in the feeling of gravel against her fur, her motivation to stand up and continue aimlessly winding down the path fading quickly. She watched as a cloud of dust rolls over her, irritating her purple eyes shut as she slowly began to give up any hope of sal
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #88, 89, 90!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #88, 89, 90!1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
#88) I'm in love with Fluttershy. Kids at school have figured this out, and I can't hear the end of it... They do nothing but hate on me because I have sexual feelings for Fluttershy. Why are they doing this? Why can't they leave me alone? They even went so far as to follow me home and ah, watched me through my window having ah intercourse with a special Fluttershy plushie of mine... They went and told the whole school. I didn't even know they had followed me! After this, everything got worse.
I attempted (but luckily failed) suicide because of all these horrible things...
Answer: I'm not sure what sort of advice you're expecting here, so I guess I'll just have to throw a few responses at you from different angles and see what sticks. A part of me hopes - and knows - that this question is a joke, but an even larger part of me hopes that it isn't; it would be highly interesting and entertaining if you really did have these feelings for the character of Fl
Couple of Showponies Chp. TwoCouple of Showponies Chp. Two1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright, everypony! Positions!" The loudspeaker broadcasting the announcer's opening speech let out a high-pitched screech which caused a collective cringe amongst the assembled Wonderbolts. "Okay, let's hope we're the only ones who heard that!" Spitfire rolled her shoulders and looked back at her team with a smile. "Remember your formations and you'll be golden."
"Just like you, boss," the soft-spoken Misty pointed out with a chuckle.
"Ha!" Spitfire faced forward once again, her muscles tensed for the take-off. "You could only be this golden in your wildest dreams, fillies and colts." A sharp whistle sounded, and without another word, the Wonderbolts moved as one, swiftly soaring upward toward the warmth of the summer sun.
Spitfire hadn't planned anything particularly awe-inspiring for today's show; the Canterlot ponies were amazed by even the smallest feats, and besides, the princesses weren't attending this show, and it really took the pressure off her team. Some ponies would say S
A Captain's LegacyA Captain's Legacy1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Captain's Legacy
Shining stared up at the oak door that towered above him. It was a normal door, no different than a typical door one would find inside a house. But given the contents stored away behind it, it had an unusually grand feel to it, and Shining couldn't help but feel dwarfed in its shadow.
The old grandfather clock down the hall let out twelve loud booms.
It was noon. The high sun's rays shone through a nearby window and across Shining's stationary, white frame. It warmed his fur while he kept his blue eyes locked on the door.
His parents always said how the attic held an eclectic assortment of things, from old music records to hardcover books that hadn't been opened since his grandparents lived in the house a decade before.
Shining imagined his deceased grandfather, the stallion with the amputated hoof and a pair of wild, yet kind, eyes. Shining imagined his still-alive grandmother, the sweet mare that would always have a batch of cookies at her house for him and
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #97, 98, 99!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #97, 98, 99!1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
#97) I am an open brony with everyone, except my parents. I'd tell them, but my dad will not approve. He even disapproved and called me gay when I was really into "Phineas and Ferb". Imagine if he found out [about "Friendship is Magic"]! There's no way he would approve. But I want to buy merchandise, shirts, and other stuff. So what do you think I should do about telling my parents?
Answer: Your dad sounds like a royal prick. I don't know what his upbringing was like, but your sexuality isn't defined by watching a simple TV show. "Phineas and Ferb" might be geared towards an audience younger than yourself, but I'm not sure why it would be considered, in his eyes, to be 'gay'. I think he might be getting mixed up between watching something that's distinctly effeminate and watching something that targets kids in general. If anything, "Phineas and Ferb" is a show pitched at boys (although, naturally, it does have universal appeal) and so I can see why you'd be worried about
Unsure - Chapter 1Unsure - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter One: This Feeling...
The shy Pegasus fluttered to the ground onto the path leading up to her front door, exhausted after another long day living her life in the crazy little hick-town called Ponyville. She smiled as she thought about the place. Sure it was a little hick-town...but it was her little hick-town, and she loved it. As she slowly entered through her front door, any and all of the animals that had been sleeping peacefully in their homes and habitats inside awakened and flocked to her, awaiting their nightly feeding. She giggled lightly at the sight and headed into her kitchen to gather their food.
"Don't worry, everyone. I won't keep you waiting." And that she didn't. Minutes later the birds had been given seed and were perching comfortably in various places around the cottage, the mice had been given their favorite cheese, and a satisfied Angel Bunny happily munched on the only carrot that he had been presented
When the Autumn LeavesWhen the Autumn Leaves1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Equestrian Year
Ponies with Sonata Arctica
[Click here for the accompanying song]
When the Autumn Leaves
The wind brings signs of colder mornings,
Prolonging dusk surpasses the light,
Gone are those days:
Summertime of warmth and laughing,
Summer's time to slumber now
(For) some time
Reaped the harvest, filled the stocks,
Found the scarves and boots from loft,
Gathered firewood to keep our hearths lit and lively.
You can see how the time of green is gone:
Its course is old and fading, losing its vividness.
Months of winter holding near,
We are watching the autumn leaves
Glowing bright in their gilded colors.
Season of work after the summer growth:
Memories of the vivid days still in mind.
Season of change before the winter rest:
Painted world before the snow-white veil.
Bid your fa
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #91, 92, 93!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #91, 92, 93!1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
#91) Me and my boyfriend have been bronies from the beginning and we've been thinking about having a kid. We heard somewhere that they can inject animal DNA into the womb in the first few weeks to give the child animal-like features. We think this would be the coolest thing ever but we fear others will frown on it and our beautiful pony child will be looked down upon. What advice do you have for me?
Answer: I think your sources are quite credible. You can, indeed, inject animal DNA into the womb to create animal-human hybrids. That's why you quite often see dog-boys, cat-girls and giraffe-children walking around town centres. It's becoming more acceptable nowadays, but you might want to give it a few more years before you try it out, just to avoid the beast-baby facing ridicule at school. They may have an elephant-teacher, which would help the child feel more 'normal', but if all the class-mates are human, or another form of animal hybrid, it could be difficult for them