HoNk hOnK, It's Party TIME

by Shadow96

Chapter 3. MOTHERFUCKING mareacles

Previous Chapter

It's a beautiful day all across Equestria. What?!? Equestria! Where is my dear old Alternia? Oh. I remember. It was all destroyed. My master finally came. And I should be dead now. Well, I'm not, And I see there's a story to tell. So let's begin where it finished last time.

There was the mischievous battle, between evil, and greater evil. Which one is which, is your choice. They fought, splitting realities in halves, like they were their friends, moments before. And then, at the time the borders couldn't hold the realities apart anymore, everything turned white for the fighting ones. And, in matter of facts, there was a big explosion. I see they are waking right now, slowly gaining consciousness, so let them continue our story.

You have no idea, why you motherfucking began to fight. It was just like you had to. MOHERFUCKING HAD TO, EVEN AS A HIGHBLOOD. But the feeling was gone. Apparently not only that feeling. There should be a wall right over there were you were fighting. There wasn't.

What did just happen to you? You were fighting something you didn't knew. That was new to you. You knew everyone. But you haven't even seen something like it before. There it was, standing in the middle of a room, in a gap of space, created by a collapsed 4th wall. It's eyes were full of anger, but it was not looking at you. It was looking through  you, as if you were air. Nothing.

Afterword:

I know this is no ending. I know I have not even started, but I'm shit at writing. After reading my own texts one more time (god thank you, my eyes haven't burned out after I read it) I decided it's to sadistic of my side to let people read things like this. I mean, my fanfic is crap. One of the best craps I have seen. Which means it is tottaly not reading material (good crap=shit reading material). I was thinking about some more epic fighting between Pinkie and Gamzee. Then they would help each other, when Celestia comes to banish them or something. Then, after killing Celestia, I had no idea what I could write next. So I stopped where I was, which means up there.

You see, all I could do next was just more crap, so I'm quitting.