Insaneville

by Lord Faggot

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Human, Comedy, Romance, Random
Length: 530

An insane human makes his way to Ponyville through unknown means.

Bob Good is talking to himself in his cell, as usual, when he has a vision of technicolour horses. Small, technicolour horses. Join him as he goes through random things! There's a huge variety!
Celestia and Luna are concerned of this creature in their world… Mostly because he's insane but yeah.

TL;DR:Insane guy in Equestria.

There will be inter-species sex. God damn. And a lot of blood. Oh, so much blood.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-10-03 14:48:20 UTC

Clocks tick for mankind...

Bob Good was talking to himself, about clocks, like usual. When a bright light surrounds him and he has a vision! A vision of him "interacting" with these small technicolour horses. Like... Technicolour ponies... Enough about that! Bob Good soon fell asleep pretty much as soon as he closed his eyes, what a quick sleeper. Wish I could do that. Anyways, Bob Good dreams about the U.S.A and oil. Yep. Anyways, next part.

Bob Good wakes up... In a white room with a red carpet that seems to lead to a throne with a white technicolour Unicorn-Pegasus with another throne with a dark blue technicolour Unicorn-Pegasus. Now, Bob has seen crazier shit in his mind so he was ok with this. The blue one talks first.

"State thy name, creature of the unknown!" The blue one demands. Bob Good is about to speak when the white one speaks.

"Luna, it might not be able to understand us... Or maybe we can't understand it."

"I can understand you FINE, my dear." Bob Good states. Celestia and Luna turn back to Bob Good with surprised looks on their faces, obviously they didn't expect him to speak their language.

"Our former demand still stands. State your name." Luna says to Bob Good, waiting for an answer. Bob thinks for a minute before replying.

"Bobby Goodington...," Bob Good doesn't keep a straight face before changing his answer, "can I phone a friend? I seem to have forgotten!"

"What does thou mean thou have forgotten thine own name!? How old are thou!?" Luna demand shouts at Bob Good thinks profoundly for a minute, then another and another before replying.

"Can I pass this question? My knowledge does have limits!"

"What do you mean your knowledge has limits? Have your forgotten everything?" The white one asks in a motherly tone.

"Ding ding ding! We have a winner! Which box do you choose, my dear?" Bob Good inquires, and then three boxes, all different sizes, appeared out of nowhere!

"H-how did thou summon those without any magical trace? Did thou even USE magic!? Explain NOW!" Luna shouts at Bob Good. Bob stares at her blankly for a moment before replying again.

"Magic? What do you mean, my dear? It is simply a projection of my mind into the real world." Bob answers. Luna and the white one looks at him confusedly, then the white one speaks up.

"And how exactly did you do that?" The white one asks and then the boxes disappear, looks like no prizes for them. Bob Good looks at Luna, then back to the white one.

"I have no idea whatsoever! I guess it was my special magic! Now excuse me, I need to go talk about clocks." Bob begins to walk away when he's picked up from the air an brought in front of Luna.

"We don't like it. It should be tossed into the garbage outside." Luna is about to throw him out before the white one grabs him with her magic and places him back onto the floor.

"What." Is what Bob Good says, before falling into a coma due to not taking his medicine.