PROLOGUE
Pinkie Pie jumps out from above the camera, the cameraman knowing this would happen because he wrote the script- I MEAN HE WAS SURPRISED AS A PINK FLUFFY PONY JUMPED OUT OF NOWHERE!
((Monotone uninterested voice) Hello, I am the sarcastic narrator to this greeaat story made by some *BEEP*ing *BEEP.* I will be reading as it goes along, making *BEEP* comments about everything. Enjoy if possible.)
“HI,” Starts Pinkie Pie, “I’m Pinkie Pie, you must be (reader’s name here)! I am SOOO glad you came here! My name’s Pinkie Pie, but I’m sure you know that!”
(If Pinkie’s enthusiasm could be used like we use electricity, it’d power the world ten times over.) She bounced to Ponyville, the first place this *BEEP*y story takes place. Pinkie Pie went where she normally works as she left view of the camera. (As if that was important, might as well have said she left the scene or whatever. Detail makes bulk to look professional.)
A bunch of humans are surrounding Ponyville, angrily ranting about how much bronies suck. The complaints go as follows: “MY LITTLE PONY IS A GIRL’S SHOW! STOP WATCHING IT! PERVERTS!” “WHY IS THIS WORLD SO *BEEP*ING GROSS!” “I’LL KILL BRONIES!”
The ponies were getting annoyed by this, they can’t even go through their daily lives (except Pinkie), the humans disturb their sleep, distract them, and break the town. Due to Twilight’s recent appliance of a barrier to Ponyville, she hasn’t slept for at least 3 days, much less spend time studying. Her pain was unbearable and at times the barrier broke because Twilight passed out. This cycle has been going on for 3 weeks now. It was time for change. Twilight passed out again. Pinkie doesn’t notice jack *BEEP,* and Spike can’t send messages without hit concentration.
Rotius ran his hoof through his mane, not being perfect and getting in his face. What an annoyance. Rotius had recently disguised as a pony, thinking he’d just settle in Ponyville. The calm life lasted a single day before the other humans found a way in. He was why they were there. Rotius is a celestial being, born below the Underworld (better way of saying Christian opposite of heaven plus I’m not Christian.) Rotius got the abilities to disguise, use magic, and overall warp reality around him. His sister, Kenata, lived with him.
“Rotius, I’m bored. Can I eat the humans?” Asked Kenata softly.
“For the last *BEEP*ing time, Kenata, they’d be stringy and gross. NO.” Answer Rotius, annoyed.
Rotius left the small house to meet the humans. He transformed to himself. A black humanoid figure, covered in a red liquid, glowing red eyes, a grin even the god of hate and torture couldn’t beat, hands that weren’t really hands, more a putty-like substance, hair being spiky pointing down and out of his eyes. Terrifying to see.
Leave this place, my sister’s been begging to eat your annoying *BEEP*s for a long time now. I’m tempted to let her. Being eaten alive isn’t comfortable, you fat *BEEP*ing *BEEP*s. He grabbed one and stared him to death, setting an example. The others ran away. Rotius became a pony again, dropping the human.
