Halo: More than FictionThere are Halo fans, and then there are Halo fans. There are gamers who preorder the game as soon as such an opportunity is available, spend months patiently awaiting its release, attend the midnight distribution to acquire their copy, and rush home to spend hours blitzing through campaign missions. That's devotion, right? Not even close.Halo: More than Fiction4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The Halo franchise has made a hefty impact on culture worldwide, most significantly Western culture, and millions across the globe have experienced the wonder of turning on the Xbox and hearing that timeless, haunting Gregorian melody which precludes the coming joyride. It's only natural that within the fan base there would be people who take the concept of being a "fan" to another level entirely. While many are "Normal mode" fans, these individuals would be best classified as "Legendary," or dare I say "Mythic mode" fans-- those who go above and beyond the call of duty (no pun intended) to express their love for Halo
FluttershyFluttershy3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Enter her shed
And you will find
Tons of funny animals
In all shapes and sides
Stay awhile longer
In her dark womb
Madness sure will find you
In darkness it will bloom
FOP: A Tale of Two Trixies CH3FOP: A Tale of Two Trixies CH34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Timmy just stood there with his mouth open in disbelief at what Trixie just said. So much so that he barely noticed the green pencil, pink pen and purple eraser magically popping out of his back pocket.
"What did she just say!?" the pink pen asked Timmy quietly. She didn't get a response. And neither did Trixie, which made her narrow her eyes and look Timmy up and down.
"Something funny is going on her." said Trixie. She pulled down her turtle neck with one hand pulled out a chain with a silver whistle hanging on it with the other. Timmy saw that it almost glowed as if by magic. Then he saw the star engraved in the side and knew it was no ordinary whistle which couldn't be good.
"I know Jorgen really doesn't like to be bothered " She said as she turned the whistle in her hands, contemplating her next move. " but I'd feel better if he checked this out. "
"What!" blurted out Timmy and the fairies in unison.
"How could she possible know
My Little Dashie: First BathStep....step....My Little Dashie: First Bath3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Dashie?" I called out. A few tiny hoof taps sounded against the wooden flooring of my house, and a particular cyan filly darted around a corner and skidded to a stop in front of me, gazing up at my face with those large, innocent violet eyes of hers. She blinked. Not only a week ago had she uttered her first words, and just recently she had been exploring the house while I was away at work.
I set my keys in the cupboard above the sink I normally keep them in, before reaching down and grabbing the filly with both hands, setting her on the countertop by the sink. She sat down on her haunches, and continued staring up at me as I cranked the handle on the sink engraved with a large "H". Water poured out the nozzle, which quickly snagged her attention.
I had retrieved water for her before via the sink (as my refrigerator's water dispenser had been broken since before my parents passed), but, from her diminutive vantage point, she had never actually witnessed the wat
HomeWandering on the streets tonight,Home3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People hiding from the lights.
A scratch, it burns, claws so deep.
The truth is out there can't you see?
One step further in the dark,
You will always wear these marks.
You gasp, a shock, straight to the bone.
Oh please don't!
Leave me alone.
There is no hideout, no safe room,
So I wish, please take me home...
Goodbye...Goodbye...2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To you Cruel world, friends and all,
I say goodbye, as now I fall.
You've shown me pain, sadness and fear.
It cut me deep, bled out my cheer.
But still I laughed, as though to hide,
The gaping hole, my heart reside.
I wore a mask of borrowed cheer
to hide behind, to cover my fear
For I thought, I hoped, a prayer
that once I'll be, a happy mare.
But so it is not and never shall be.
The impossible wish, crushed within me
Ground to dust, from hooves to head.
It pours on out through tears I shed.
I can't go on, this pain I hide,
I've given up, can't keep inside.
So now I fall, and now I die
For though I laugh, Inside I cry...
How to Speak Sangheili 2 Oyaka! Dye-dact era ero-me!How to Speak Sangheili 22 years ago in Profiles More Like This
-Faster! Move as if the Didact himself were watching!
Jul 'Mdama! Ero Dye-dact kishu watakara aash imush.
-Jul 'Mdama! I did not expect the Didact's Hand so soon.
Infinite kushe dura gushe gu. Gek ,Ru-kiki.
-Infinity's arrival has advanced my schedule. Rise, Gek.
Eche mata, rute shibo.
-We are still preparing, Shipmaster- we still have yet to be able to activate the shrine.
Renju shuta key-ah eda.
-You are prepared now brother.
Art-ifac deda que.
-Bring the artifact's gift.
Ruke shite shina ruke act.
-He offers his knowledge in exchange for his life.
Ieshu mehe uhe-ga.
- I am willing to accept his offer...for a time.
Concerning ApplejackWhy howdy!Concerning Applejack2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Good afternoon…wait, you're not one of those oddballs are you?
What're you talking about partner?
(Partner?) Well, I've been running into these weird people who act like cartoon ponies and-
Aw shucks, I'm no such person. You can count on my word, I'm the Element of Honesty after all!
You're the Element of what?
Honesty! I'm not one to toot my horn or anything, but it's a part of who I am! Oh horseapples, where are my manners? Name's Applejack! It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance!
Your name's Applejack? (This person's probably lying to me about not being one of those oddballs.)
Yup! My name's Applejack! Gosh, I reckon you've gone through quite a few Pinkie-grade shenanigan makers this past year if you gotta doubt my ability to give out my name!
…Indeed. So…what is it you do for a living Applejack?
I'm a chemist! I work with chemicals of all sorts and sizes!
A chemist, huh? Well, that's pret
Selfish Suicide"People who kill themselves are selfish."Selfish Suicide1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Well, darling, let me tell you a story,
A story all too true.
A daughter who became a wife, a wife who became a mother.
A mother of three girls...
One just above the age of a toddler,
One at the age of twelve,
And one entering the life of a married adult.
Now, the youngest girl was watching television,
And the oldest at the neighbor's home.
The twelve year old daughter sat at a computer with her closest friend,
When something terrifying happened.
Her mother was in the kitchen, coughing.
The daughter, although unable to see her mother, only could imagine the situation.
The mother walked calmly past the daughter with tears rushing down her face,
And up the stairs she went,
Into her bedroom...
Locking the door behind her.
The daughter, hearing the door lock, didn't bother to check on her mother.
She decided to expect and hope for the best.
Five, maybe ten minutes passed, the daughter still sitting at the computer,
When the mother stumbled down the
AppleJacks Hat Is missingMy Little Pony: Friendship is MagicAppleJacks Hat Is missing4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Applejack's Hat is Missing
Twilight was studying as usual on a beautiful sunny day. She pulled one book after another as her research became more intense.
Spike sat on the steps muttering to himself with his arms folded knowing full well the he was the one that had to put all those books away, Twilight lightly put her book down and tilted her head back and closed her eyes and took a deep breath and smiled she half opened her eyes and looked at spike "whew, I haven't studied like that is some time spike I think I should take a break" she got up on all fours and arched her back and yawned.
She headed up the stairs and looked back at spike as she smiled "could you be a dear spike and put away tease books for me, I'll give you some gems for doing such a good job for me" she said, spike grumbled to himself and thought to himself I knew it.
Twilight looked at herself in the mirror and noticed her mane was quite a mess she brushed it gently and put down the
Bronic ConfessionsMy Little Pony.Bronic Confessions4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Eight months ago, those words would have sent me and half the internet fleeing in terror. It used to be the antithesis of everything we thought was 'cool'. It was a sugar-coated, diabetes-inducing parade of gumdrops and buttercups. It was what our little sisters watched on Saturday mornings while we were busy gagging ourselves at the 'girlieness' of it. But, in those eight months, a revolution has happened. That revolution has revolved around a single lesson.
Friendship is Magic.
Tack those three words onto the previous three, and you have the bait to a brilliant /co/ war, a revitalization of an entire section on fanfiction.net, and the origin of a whole host of reverse-anthro fanart. But, it is the single most bizarre reversal of thought since the homosexual revolution. Suddenly, it's OK to go into McDonalds and get the girl's Happy Meal. It
Super Milestone Wars 2 part INat and Alex Wolff are performing the song "Illuminated" from their new album "Black Sheep" during a concert in Bryant Park, New York City, when all of a sudden a portal opens from the sky. Suddenly out of the portal emerges an unfathomably large flying ship, commanding the ship is Matt Pinfield and his 2nd-in-command, a recently revived Discord. This flying ship "called the Voidspace Gunship" then fires the main cannon, causing a dark bubble to appear in the distance, engulfing the entire Earth. The Earth then appears in a mysterious dimension called Voidspace with many other alternate Earths that have been sent here by the Voidspace Gunship. Nat, Alex, and the rest of the band then transforms into the Supetastic 6 and teleport into their moon-shaped starship, the "Super Galaxy Dai-Gurren Mk-II", which was back in their home dimension. What is left of Earth is a planet-sized Voidspace bubble. And so the Supetastic 6 head to other unverses to re-form "Supetastic 6 Unlimited". To be conSuper Milestone Wars 2 part I3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
CupcakesCupcakes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Sergeant Sprinkles: World's Greatest Party Clown
Edited by Edinpony
WARNING: This fanfiction is incredibly gory, and may ruin your appreciation of a certain My Little Pony character as well as the titular baked goods. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
The air was warm, the sun was shining, and everypony in Ponyville was having a glorious day. The town square was bustling and crowded and busy ponies filled the streets. All the pony folk seemed to have somewhere specific to be. All except Rainbow Dash; her place was in the sky. She tore freely through the air, speeding one way and the next, buzzing the tree tops and racing the wind. The blue pegasus swooped over a schoolyard, much to the delight of the children, then climbed several hundred feet and dove, streaking downward as fast as she could. Seconds before hitting the ground, her wings flew open and she pulled up back into the clear blue. Rainbow felt alive.
Suddenly, Dash remembered that she had somewhere to be; she was
Once upon a timeOnce upon a timeOnce upon a time3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When it's getting tough
There's one thing that you need
One thing, we call Love
Once upon a time
When you can barely stand
There's one thing that you need
You only need a Friend
Once upon a time
When you seem to loose
I'll be here with you
The Light in the DarknessThe Light in the DarknessThe Light in the Darkness4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She panted, heart pounding as she stood in the center of town. She could hear the blood coursing through the veins in her ears, sounding like the roar of a distant ocean. Her mind was numb, barely registering where she was or that she was covered with a sticky red substance, the pungent scent of copper filling the air. Her eyes slowly fell to an object on the ground: a stained knife that glinted in the midday sun. Next to it was a growing red pool. Her eyes trained on the pool and slowly moved to its source.
The deed had been done.
Luna's Moon hung high above Equestria, its gentle rays bathing the countryside in an eerie glow as it slowly trekked across the cobalt-hued sky. Near Ponyville, the light illuminated a lone figure winging somewhat less gracefully than normal above the town. It was very late and she was exhausted, but Rainbow Dash didn't ca
your body against mine.Bone came with the bar when it changed owners. The former was her lover, a young man who promised to whisk her away from the city and take her to a land where they could flourish. He had been saving up for a vehicle and a decent amount of gasoline when he was hit by a truck of commanders and their blue shirts on the way to arrest another political prisoner. Bone found him sprawled out on the concrete surrounded by the other inhabitants of the lower city, wondering who he was.your body against mine.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“He was mine,” she had whispered to herself.
The new owner bought the bar from her with the promise that he’d make it the place her lover had, but it was all a lie. He was a fat man bent on gaining money and bedding whores. Bone assumed it was because he had hopes of moving up the ladder rungs, to a shiny apartment up on the hills and away from the grime they suffered through against the walls. She didn’t argue when he pushed her around. She kept serving drinks in the hopes that even
Liason In a LaundromatThere is a scream before time stops. A woman is lifted through heavy doors by gloved hands. Her body cloaked in low murmurs, weighed down with the urgent scream of sirens that split the night.Liason In a Laundromat2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her fingers lie curled like soft-shelled snails at her thighs. Headlights stream out behind them, gold slug-trails instead of the silver gilt webs of spider-spun lies, and guilt written on the faces of youths loitering ill-spent in half-empty hostels on cracked sidewalks; trying to catch a glimpse of half-naked flesh and trading green paper or little packets of white snow for favours.
Glass litters the road at the man's feet. A man in uniform writes in a notepad, watching him press a damp shirt over the gentle black pool forming in the hollow of his collarbone. Intern street surgeons suturing a new, primitive tattoo on his neck to mark the occasion of virginity taken away. Their toast was premature.
"Tumble and a rumble in the Laundromat, eh?"
"Yeah, she got
God's MorticianIt wasn’t as if Thomas had known what to expect; it just that he hadn’t expected, well, this. He read the obituaries every Sunday out of a mixture of habit and morbid curiosity – or as he liked to call it; “professional interest”. At least that’s what he told his wife, anyway, when he noticed her brow furrowing, or her lips puckering into something dangerously close to resembling a pout over breakfast. She didn’t like dead people; his “clients”. She didn’t like hearing about embalming, or caskets, or hilarious anecdotes of “you’ll never believe the cosmetic work I had to do on this corpse today! The man’s accident left him without a face!” and the like. And she never visited him at work. “It’s one step above grave-digging if you ask me. It’s mortifying being married to a mortician!”God's Mortician2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thomas wasn’t much of a conversationalist. He didn’t much like people, and they didn