The Game of Life

by gsrsesgs

Rating: everyone
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Length: 630

"Here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to roll two dice. whatever number comes up, you have to live that many lives. In exchange, I'll grant you the peace you so desire. Do we have a deal?"

"Here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to roll two dice. whatever number comes up, you have to live that many lives. In exchange, I'll grant you the wish you so desire. Do we have a deal?"

This is a story about a nameless pony who lives twelve lives to receive a gift from a malicious entity.

inspired by the song, The Game of Life, here.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-13 20:01:12 UTC

Playing All of Us for Fools

Well, isn't this interesting? A pony, both brave and stupid enough to come to me for help! how quaint! so, little pony, what can I do for you? ... I see. Well, of course it is something I can do! however, I won't do it for free. no, i'm not talking money, material possetions, or souls, I Just want to have a little fun with you.

Here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to roll two dice. whatever number comes up, you have to live that many lives. In exchange, I'll grant you the wish you so desire. Do we have a deal? Excellent!

...

Double sixes? oh, what fun! you live twelve lives, of my choosing, at any point in time I desire! Well, let the games begin!

Ideas

1: so boring, just forget i mentioned it.

lone house in a forest.

don't know his name or description.

purposefully short and boring

2: seemed to let me do all of the things my first life didn't

drugs and alcohol, eventually thievery

"Freemane"

ends on telling of "adventuring through the forest..."

3: a hateful man,all poison to the bone

hates dad for being in prison

""

everypony always looking down on him because of his father's actions.

4: played piano, but just didn't have the eyes to read the notes

abused by his father, blind kid plays piano to escape

""

5: supported girls, of course that wasn't all

date in concert hall

"Cottonwood" brown/alabaster, green eyes. actually a changeling. OC of a friend of mine.

6: corrupted, but I guess it was a little fun

dark magic user on death row. Dies laughing.

"stone heart" white/grey, crimson eye. left eye scarred shut, gorged out for a potion.

told from audience POV, watching execution

7: cried so much, and all i did was mourn

sad due to illness, depends on childhood friend for support

8: was so rich i could have bought the world

childhood friend. Super rich

9: drew some manga (read: comics) but the deadlines left me dead

super poor. Cant think of ideas because too hungry.

"Bastion" a diamond dog, brown/black, hazel eyes.

draws comics in secret to support himself.

10: a teacher as a pedo**** who worked part-time

perverted PE teacher.

""

keep short.

11: sorry, I try to forget.

insane. Remembers past lives

"Flashback" "old paper yellow"/pinto white-black, like a really old slide-show

POV passing nurse.

12: this life is a game played by a flaky god

under discords rule

has no name. refered to as "blue-green", due to coloring.

POV discord, talking to "malevolent entity", agreeing to torture a pony for him.

My First Life...

My name...doesn't really matter. What's important is that you're here talking to me. I don't get very many visitors, living so far from any kind of civilization as I do.  You're kind of the first one in a while, so congratulations, i guess. you want something to drink? tea? coffee? no? ok, that's cool too, i guess. sorry if I'm a little awkward, i'm not the best conversationalist. lived here pretty much my entire life, collecting my own food from the trees and plants around here. there's this neat grass-like plant that only grows during the dead of winter that you can use to make biscuits! granted they're not actually that great, but it helps me survive the cold.

Eh, well, you're not here to listen to me blab on about biscuits and snowstorms are ya. I'll let you get on your way. make sure you're home before sundown, Everfree's a scary place after dark. i'd show you out, but i don't remember these woods like i used to. don't forget about me, now...bah, who am I kidding.

Nopony ever remembers me...