Every Brony's Dream PARTE 2!!!11!1

by Fiddlesworth the bear

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Adventure, Human, Dark, Sad, Romance
Length: 2745

hes bak and ready to take upon all the evil horses

neck beard has mysteriously cum back to lyfe and now hes going to team up with dickscord and destroy all horses!

PART 3 FAGS

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-16 18:52:07 UTC

the legend says

*=whisper

*he's a brony

*Neck Beard- Neck BEard- Neck Beard

Yo Neck Beard he was just 14 when his parents built a very

strange machine

It was designed to view a world unseen

(he's gonna catch em all cuz he's danNeck Beard )

When it didnt quite work his

folks they just quit then Neck took a look inside of it

there was a great big flash

every thing just changed

his molecules got all rearranged

(pBEard Beard)

When he first woke up he had realized he had snow white neck beard

and glowin green chest pubes

he could jack off through walls

dissappear and fly

he was much more unique then the other guys

and it was then dNeck Beardy knew what he had to do

he had to stop all the horses that were cummin through

he's here to fight for me and you

(he's gonna catch em all cuz he's Neck BEArd gonna catch em all

cuz he's Neck Beard gonna catch em all cuz he's)

* He's Dann

neckbeard mets dicksword

im really lazy and its late at night and i dont care all too much about this shit story so heres how its gonna go! first neck beard wanders into a dark and moist cave and finds dicksword fiddling with his balls then dicksword says something about friendshit and how magical it is then they go and start making plans to defeat the horses!

docksword and Neck Beard make plan

The damp dark and spooky cave really added atmophere to the story and to their plan...there plan to kill all the horses. The first step to killing all the horses was to have a trap. Dicksword's plan was to have a huge rodeo for all horses in horseland. cuz as we all know horses love music and rodeos and shit. so thye prepared by going to partyville and buying lots of streamers and balloons and bought some mad music from their favorite band "dubstep". Then after da store they brought all their decorants to an abandoned suspicous shack in the middle of an bandoned mine field and sat up da party. of course they needed a DJ and a disco ball. They poot Dickserd in a horse outfit so he could be the DJ and then covered neck beard in glitter and hot glue and hung him from the roof of hte celing to be disco ball. Now all thye needed to do was make an adertisement to lure in hte unknowing hrses.

da invitasions

Since Neck Beard already had the hot glue and glitter sticking to his hot bawd he decided to use it to his advantage and go into horse town land to invite da evil horses to da bash. as he approached village he noticed hte horses were doing evil thingsss. horse things such as killing humans an trotting around like smelly butt faces. He was scared at first thinking that his plan woulnd towrk but thne he remembered "exie" and then it made him happy and sad at same time and decided to invite horse. so he went up to the first horse that he noticed, it was spyke the most spooky horse. he arrived him hesitantlly and sad "cum to partay, its in some shack in a mind field" so spyke nodded and yelled "EVERYONE CUM TO DIS COOL PARTAY THAT THIS DISCO BALL IS HOSTING THE PARTY SHALL TAKE PLACEIN 5 MINUTES" Neck beard didnt expect things to erect so quickly so he waddled his way back to shack and hung himself from roof of ceiling. soon the killing of evil horses shall commence!.

let da partay starte

all da pon HORSES, (lol i almost said the word in which i cant say (pony)) arrived at da suspicous shack in 5 minutes. As they all arrived discarsiputality yelled "LET DA SWUARE BEGIN MY HOME DAWGS". all da horse were ready to dance but thye noticed something wierd. no horse would ever speek jive..which means its da one and only DISCARSE!! all hte horses got into battle ready stances and were about to pounce when neck beard yelled "ALLOW PLAN B TO COMMENCE!!11!1" and then neck ebard dropped from the roof of the chack ceiling and crushed some of the hroses. the remaining horses started to do teh clippoty cloppity and ran at disdicksward. but disgard new what plan c was and did it. thats when he took a button out of his skin pocket and pressed it. the chack suddenly  asploded and shrapnel flew everywhere and killed remaining horses. everything seemed dead ecept Neck Beard and not disccord. Neck Beard shrugged not giving a shit about how his new team mate died and rolled away into the sunset....but thats when princess horse flew in and yell "ha! you no kill all horse!" and then she through him onto jail and now neck beard is stuck there in jail..BUT DONT WORRY THIS IS NOT THE END OF NECK BEARD SO STAY TUNED FOR PART 3 OF AMAZING AVENTURE

OH GOD I JUST REALISED ITS NOT 1000 WORDS SO HERES DA CREDITS WHERE I JSUT TALK ABOUT WHATS ON MY MIND

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