AppleconomicsAppleconomics3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(Pony Permutation Project: Episode 9)
Early one afternoon, two unicorns walked together along one of Ponyville's side roads.
"Thanks again for accompanying me, Twilight."
"No problem at all, Rarity. So, can you tell me now why we're headed to Applejack's? I thought she was supposed to be busy today."
"Field testing." Rarity gave a confident nod towards a familiar barn as they approached it.
"...still not following."
"A couple of weeks ago, Applejack was planning her annual family reunion, and said that she needed somepony to help cater. Since a certain one of us we know quite well owed all of us an apology at the time, we figured she'd be the best one to tap. Thus, I went about crafting a most... fitting outfit." The two stopped in front of the fence to Sweet Apple Acres. "Ahh, here we are. Once again, my brilliant sense of style in action!"
Twilight looked towards the front of
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #104/05/06!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #104/05/06!2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
#104) Aren't bronies and furries the exact same thing? I think it's funny that so many bronies get offended when they're compared to furries. I don't see furries getting quite as offended about the comparison. Hah.
Answer: This is really the million-dollar question: are bronies and furries the same thing? The answer is, awkwardly, a little bit of both. Let's set the cards upon the table: there are all sorts of variables that come into the equation when defining exactly what a brony is. That's the first difficulty; if a brony is merely an adult watching the show, then you can't effectively argue that they're furries by definition just for doing that. If you did, then any parent watching the show with their child, or anyone who watched "Watership Down" or "The Animals of Farthing Wood" as children, or myriad other cartoons about animals, would be furries, which is ludicrous.
Just watching "Friendship is Magic" doesn't create a latent association with furries, despite what s
Learning to SmileLearning to Smile3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Cutie Mark Poems
Ponies with Amorphis
[Click here for the accompanying song]
Learning to Smile
I was a child of stones
A daughter of the rock farmers
No joy was known there
But gloom and endless working
Under the hot, blazing sun
The barren fields, all without green
Granites were our flowers
Our grass made of sand and gravel
I breathed the choking air on the wordless world
I walked on soil bare of seeds
In a poor family among rocks
A child was born with a bright mane
Pink coat in colorless home
Such a punchline in a grey world
Gathered rocks in silence
Aching hooves our pay for a hard work
Dust on my eyes and throat
I dreamed of world out of my life
I breathed the choking air on the wordless world
I walked on soil bare of seeds
Throughout the days I gazed repressed at hollow skies
A solace for indifference
The tremor passed over our farm
TF2 - Respawn Family"Medic. . . . . Medic . . . .!"TF2 - Respawn Family4 years ago in Romance More Like This
No, no, no, he didn't like this, not one little bit. He was being shaken by a large, warm hand on his shoulder, and the doctor screwed his eyes up tighter.
He was in the middle of a dream, where he was at home, in Germany, safe and warm and away from all the fighting and gore, able to laugh and have fun genuinely, without fear or memories of death, destruction and murder.
No, no, no, he didn't like this at all.
It wasn't right. He could laugh and have fun here. This was home.
Finally, he awoke, eyes blurred, even with his circular glasses on, the ceiling blindingly white, as he realized he was in the Respawn Room, the room next to his own infirmary.
"Doktor . . ?" came a large voice that the Medic could not pinpoint. His head was heavy and vision swimming in the pale, sterile-smelling room.
Medic finally managed to sit up, shakily propping himself up onto his elbows. He felt as if he was detached from his body, like he was just rudely awakened
A Captain's LegacyA Captain's Legacy3 years 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
MLP: Eyes and Hourglasses, Chapter IIMLP: Eyes and Hourglasses, Chapter II3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
MY LITTLE PONY: EYES AND HOURGLASSES
Chapter II: "The Welcome Wagon Comes to Town"
Written by Diane N. Tran
For the first time in her mail-mare career, the pegasus named Derpy Hooves was late in a delivery. That delivery consisted of one single, solitary letter to be dropped off at the very last residence of her rounds, Ponyville's Old Clock Tower. When she arrived at the building, she was, of course, as punctual as ever, but the mail-box was still missing from the lawn and she didn't have the courage to knock on the door again.
Dressed in her saddlebags, pacing back and forth, she was at a loss of what to do at the moment, so she paced some more. If she left it on the doorstep, the wind could blow it away. If she slipped it underneath the doormat, it might not be seen. Then a thought came to her, perhaps she could squeeze the letter between the cracks of the door.
Placing the letter between he
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #97, 98, 99!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #97, 98, 99!3 years 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
Phoenix Wright: Pony Attorney - Chapter 1Phoenix Wright: Pony Attorney - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
June 17, 1:15 pm
"Why did you bring me here, anyway?" Phoenix inquired, deciding that he might as well get to the point.
"Because you're a defense attorney, of course." Celestia replied. "I, well, someone who I know, requires your skills."
"So, you want me to defend someo- er, somepony?" Phoenix said.
"Exactly. The trial is tomorrow. I will give you the details on the way to Ponyville"." Celestia walked through an archway out of the high tower room that led to a staircase.
"Wait, TOMORROW!?" Phoenix blurted out. "You've summoned me to a brightly colored world where horses TALK, and tell me that I need to be able to defend someone in court THE NEXT DAY!?"
"I believe you mean ponies, and... well, it WAS on short notice.." Celestia mumbled sheepishly, turning and heading down the staircase. "Follow me."
"Oh, this is going to be fun..." Phoenix thought to himself a
As the Wheel TurnsAs the Wheel Turns2 years 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
To HaveTo Have4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As soon as the Sisterhooves Social race ended, Dinky the unicorn ran up the bleachers to her mother. "Didja see us? Didja? Didja?" she asked, grinning like her face would split.
Derpy grabbed her daughter and swung her around. "Butter and excellence, the cute badgers sing!"
Violet Sparkler trotted over. She stopped next to the bleachers, and nervously rubbed one forehoof against the other. "Hey, Miz Hooves?" she said, "I know Dinky and I aren't real sisters, but, um, thanks for letting us compete together."
"Kumquat and the entrance," said Derpy, nodding.
"I mean," said Violet suddenly, quickly, as if she'd been holding the words back for too long, "I've never had a little sister, and when they put Dinky in my foster home I was so happy there was another unicorn there, but she was just so sad, and she missed her mother so much."
Derpy looked at Violet (and a tree to the left), intrigued.
"And when she got to go home, she
Twilight SwitchTwilight Switch3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(Pony Permutation Project: Episode 8)
"...and that, Spike, is the official meaning of life," said Twilight Sparkle as they walked along one of Ponyville's roads.
"Whoa, Twilight," said Spike, his voice laced with awe. "Really?"
"Really really!" said Twilight, smiling with pride. "At least, as applied to bunnies. Ponies and dragons are a teensy bit more complicated, so our answers will take me a lot longer to come up with. Probably years!"
"Well, I'll help you find them however I can." Spike chuckled. "Though somehow, I don't think Angel will be all that pleased with your findings..."
"Oh, wow, good point. Well, maybe Fluttershy can talk him dow-" Twilight paused, thought about the possibility for a few seconds, then said, "You know what, you're right. Let's just not tell him. He seems to have fun with his life--if all of a sudden we tell him that he actually has no true free w
Our Little CelestiaOur Little Celestia3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Little Pony is a trademark of Hasbro Inc.
A fable loosely inspired by My Little Dashie. A tragic tale about the dangers of allowing dogma to be an excuse for persecuting others who may be different and have attributes and gifts that are not understood. Warning: The content of this story may be ideologically sensitive to some readers.
Our Little Celestia
They say that time heals all wounds. But that's not true. Sometimes, time only causes the wound to fester—to become infected and burn with the fire of loss.
I have told this story at least a hundred times. And every time is like opening the wound afresh and pouring salt into it. So now, I write it down on paper so that those who wish to hear the tale may read of it. For I will never tell this story again.
It was the year 1903, and dust roared across the vast farm fields of Missouri. In those days, I was the head of a small family owned farm in a rural community. The summer h
Discord's Joy Twenty years.Discord's Joy3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Twenty years trapped in that ungodly hell of stone for a second time.
Twenty years of plotting my revenge, of making the ones who trapped me again suffer.
I thought that I would be stuck in my prison for eternity.
But soon, I was free.
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #85, 86, 87!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #85, 86, 87!3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
#85) Why do bronies have such low self-esteem? On websites like Bronysquare and Ponysquare they're always wallowing in self-pity about how much their lives suck, and they come across as being really pathetic. Many of these people don't even know what suffering is. Even if their lives do suck the internet doesn't need to know about it!
Answer: While I'd like to say that people suffering from life problems should be able to receive help online, I do find myself getting annoyed by most of the excessively 'emo' internet comments I come across. I see bronies claiming that they're going to commit suicide more often than I'd like I've never seen any of them actually go through with it and plenty do wallow in self-pity, as you say. Then again, it's not hard to see why. Chances are that bronies aren't the most popular kids at school. Those that gravitate towards fandoms tend to be your typical 'nerd' types, which plenty of bronies are. It's no surprise that some of t
Deeper Than Friendship: Chapter 11Deeper Than Friendship: Chapter 113 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sun poured through the drawn drapes of the small, cottage bedroom, illuminating everything in its short radius with a dim light. The room was still somewhat dark, but if a pony needed to, they could easily make their way through it now. Rainbow Dash grunted, slowly rising up from the bed and rubbing her head. She licked her chapped lips and stretched out, her joints cracking in complaint. She shook out her mane and lay back on the bed, wishing for sleep to imprison her within its relentless grasp once more. Sadly, after a short period of time it was obvious that she was awake and it was going to stay that way until the sun set again. The blue pony rose once again, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and observing her surroundings. The room she found herself in looked exactly the same as it had the previous night, and with it came back the pleasant memories as well. She smiled, checking the side of the bed adjacent to her, and when her eyes fell upon wha
The Mane Six Play: Slender - Part 1The Mane Six Play: Slender - Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So, you're SURE this isn't, y'know, gory or anything?" Twilight asked.
"Nope, it's still supposed to scare the pants off ya though!" Pinkie answered, bouncing up and down with excitement. "Well, you're not wearing pants, though... Now that I think about it, ponies really don't wear pants that often. Why did ponies start sayi-"
"That's enough, sugarcube" Applejack said. "It don' make much sense, but let's talk about the game and not why ponies don' wear clothin'."
At midnight in the library, the study was pitch-black except for the small amount of light coming from the computer screen that illuminated the faces of six ponies. The room was covered in a blanket of darkness as Twilight opened the ominously titled "Slender". Suddenly, the title materialized upon the dark background in a crude, but frighteningly so, font. As swiftly as it had come, the title disappeared, and Twilight found herself in a forest, with a mission to "Collect all 8 pages".
Well, let's do this." Twilight said reso
Satw International Cell Block TangoSatw International Cell Block Tango3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
SatW- International Cell Block Tango
The SatW females are singing how they killed their lovers 'who had it coming'
based on the Chicago song "Cell Block Tango"
SatW belongs to Humon
the people singing are based what I think would be best for their personalities and not so much paring (so expect some crack along with head-canon and 'canon') some words were changed,
South Africa: "And now the 6 marry murderesses of the cook county
jail in their rendition of the cell block tango"
Sister Germany- Italia!
Sister Germany- Italia!
Sister Germany- Italia!
You know h
Rainbow Dash vs Mare-Do-Well: the Complete Battle.Rainbow Dash vs Mare-Do-Well: the Complete Battle.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A certain pegasus flew back into Ponyville to find the entire town completely deserted. She flew all around, obviously checking the homes of her friends. Twilight’s Golden Oaks Library was all books and no ponies, every dessert in Sugarcube Corner was left untouched by Pinkie Pie, Sweet Apple Acres had no work of Applejack’s done, the Carousel Boutique had no Rarity for all those dresses, and Fluttershy’s cottage didn’t have a single living thing even living there.
Once Rainbow Dash checked everywhere else, she did find one caped figure standing in front of the town square. Next to the figure was a life sized statue of Rainbow Dash, but it was wearing a helmet, a red cape with a golden zipper, red strap on and a cloud making a yellow lightning bolt on it, and four golden gauntlets with tiny white wings for each hoof of the statue. The helmet and gauntlets were rainbow colored and had golden coverings to assure they were made of metal.
Once she flew close enough,
Karakuri Burst Ch.1Bloody hands shook while pure white teeth ground together. A plump lower lip trembled and a single blood-red eye filled with tears. Breaths came in tiny bursts while young lungs struggled to remain operational.Karakuri Burst Ch.13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Twelve years old, already forced to murder. Tears began to fall as the gun slipped from her hand, clattering to the cement below her feet. Numbness spread from her hands and worked its way up her arms toward her chest.
The menacing, attention-grabbing sound of stilettos rang in Rin's ears as she stared at the body of her victim, hands cold and clammy. Untold lengths of cyan hair poured in front of her as a young woman placed both hands, manicured and ornamented with polished acrylic tips the same color as her hair, gently on her shoulders.
"Is that all you can do?" she sweetly hissed in Rin's ear, sending goose bumps up the girl's arms.
"M Miss Miku I don't " Rin began.
"You don't what?!!" Miku screamed, pushing Rin to the floor. With a cry, Rin hit the ground and
The Mad Lord SombraThe Mad Lord Sombra3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
[The cover for the book is a black as night, and the book is bound by a magic seal which only shadow magic can open. The pages aren't even weathered, despite the book being obviously old. This is evidence of magic weaved into the pages. The entries are in a dead language known as Old Equestrian. The first entry reads:]
Hours. Endless hours, pouring over every ancient, dusty tome of knowledge I could find. I am so close, but so far...
My name is Lord Sombra of the Crystal Empire, "loyal subject" to the Crystal Queen. Pah. She is not worthy of the title of ruler. She is weak. She spends her time fawning over the peasants, and catering to their every whim. A proper Queen would rule her subjects! Dominate them! No... she is no Queen. She is a peasant like the rest of them. Nay, worse than a peasant. She is dirt on the face of this Empire.
But a new day approaches! The Queen knows not of the studies I have conducted in my personal library. I am beginning to learn the art of shadow magic fro
Rainbow in the sky: Chapter 4Rainbow in the sky: Chapter 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 4: A day at the beach
Being a member of the weather ponies wasn't an easy job although most of the ponies didn't know it. For most citizens it was only natural that the sky was already prepared for the daily weather when the sun announced the beginning of a new day. Moreover pushing fluffy and light clouds or bringing little rain clouds didn't look difficult either for them. It seemed trivial and so most ponies didn't even pay much attention to the sky and when they saw Rainbow Dash napping they just thought the Pegasus mare was being lazy again. The truth however was the completely opposite.
Although the main weather for all of Equestria was planned by the weather factory in Cloudsdale each country had to made their own plans of how to organize the weather of their country. Sunny days, a little storm and even rainbows had to be planned and organized by the captain of each country's weather team. For Ponyville this task was part of Rainbow Dash's job. At the beginning of