ACHTUHOR'S NOSEView OnlineEquastria Gilrs: Halfway to DestruactionACHTUHOR'S NOSEOn website called Fnafiction.net (which is online website like Fimfion) are bad story and I don't no how pass moderation but I try to write one anyways.
CAHPTER 2: THEY REVOCER THE MAGIC VILES BUT THEY DON'TView OnlineEquastria Gilrs: Halfway to DestruactionCAHPTER 2: THEY REVOCER THE MAGIC VILES BUT THEY DON'TTwiligt and Thom arrived at scene of magic monsters and Golriosa Diasy was floting on sky. Then bad woman from the film said "I hvae the magic and it will cause meltdown! It will be revenge for you making mess of Freindsship Games with magic and demons and aliens and monsters." "NO!" Twiilit cried. "NOT ALL OF MANTEO!" For that was the place where they were being and it was nice place and my freidn Jimmy lives there. But we need to get back to the story where we are and it was most worruing and troublesome. The bad woman laffed. "If you do not give in to my demans-Too Late!" Just then, teh pendant containing the magic liquied exploded and everything got wet and messy abd lightingy, as some of the liquid hit someboy's hpone, and all the thinbgs and made sparks. As the luqid hit quarter life teh room slowly became vaporise. "We must excape from here and fastly!" Twilighte cried out. But it was of no use, no use for now anyway, For Tim had been blowned to smitheroons, as a pylon had fgallen, and Skwashed him! Then out of now where BOOM! A bif portal opened and out fell Joe Chief from teh fanfic. "Twilight I will hlod them off," he said, before BANG! BANG! getting shotted by Cinch. "Haha!" she cried. "Stupid humen with no hed," she said, with smiles. But Noone new how she had gotted a gun. Twilightr ran fastly for the supercar and droov way once more. "We need to stop magics!" she creid. "I know woh to call!"
CHAPTER 1: WHAT IT ALL MENASView OnlineEquastria Gilrs: Halfway to DestruactionCHAPTER 1: WHAT IT ALL MENASTwilit Sprakle was studying in her was studying bedroom labratoried, wroking at a computer as she was one day a house, with vial of strange liquid nexr to her. Fellow stufent and cow-orker Tom (that's me!) sed to her, "Tilighwt Sparelk, what are you workingh on." Twiligt lookeded back at to the fellow student, and tlod him with excitement eye, "Oh I have discovered new pwerful magics similar to ones released during the Freindsihp Gamez but it is so volatile it has not a half life but quarter life so we must observe with much hasty." She turnd back to her computer ad began tipping somethnig. Just then, a Changeling fe,ll, right onto Tom's head! "Oh No!" Twiligt Sprakle exclaimed. "Where did that came from?" And she wnent to get her geode ut it was missing so she had ta borrow pendant of magics and demons. So she went over to it, and pised it up, and said, "Changleing, you die for getting on Tom's head!" And she blasted it with her geode magics and the Changeling explodd and went away. Tom was unhurt but his face was cut. "Whatch where's you shoots at me!" he said, with convicrion. "Just kidding!" And they laughed and laughed. "Oh No!" Tom exclamed. "Where id isotop? Where id magic vial?" "Oh No!" Twiligth cried. "Ut had been stolened!" So they got in Tom's car that had molotovs made of super fuel in the gas tank, and droov way. "Yes!" Tom cried. "This car goes faster than sound!" And the street went to fire because the tires were so hot, and all the Changlings Al I went on fire and pooped.
CHAPETR 3: DESTRUACTION IS IMMANENTView OnlineEquastria Gilrs: Halfway to DestruactionCHAPETR 3: DESTRUACTION IS IMMANENTSo Twilit drove along the streets of Ranooke Island looking for a American guiy. And at last she arrived and knocked on the door. And when it openedd, she cried "Jimmy! We need help to contain magic explosion!" For Jimmy was a American guy who wrote fanfictions and changed into either ponies or other humans and noone knew hwow but they needed his help becuas he was expert in magics and stuff but he couldn't fly. AQnd Jimmy said, woith lpud, "I know!" And he saw an object lying next to his door, and he went over to it, and piced it up and said "We stop the enemy now and they not blow up Manteo!" he yelled, from top of lung. So he switched on his portal gun, and Twilit used her portal to worp him over where bad woman and her cronies were standing. He piked up a building, and Skwashed them! Then he dropped the building through a partol into the Atlantic ocean where the magics would epxolde in the ocean harmlessly and not destory Manteo. "Hppray!" cried Twilight and Jimmi. "We succeeded in Wunning the Mission!!" "Not so Fast!" cired a vboice. For standing there in front of thems, was an old enemy. WHAT HAPPANS NEXT? YOU DECIDE!
EpilogueView OnlineEquastria Gilrs: Halfway to DestruactionEpilogueCheerilee finished reading the text, and facepalmed. "Rainbow Dash," she sighed. "Either this is intentionally bad, or you need serious help with character writing and grammar." "What?" Rainbow Dash replied. "Nobody will want to read it if the protagonist isn't super awesome!" "Well, who is this Tom person? Or this Jimmy person?" Cheerilee asked, confused. "They just appear out of nowhere!" "Well, that's true," Rainbow admitted. "But my grammar isn't that bad!" "Says the student who spelled 'bouyancy' at least 8 different ways in a single sentence," Mrs Harshvoice chimed in. "Be thankful I don't teach you English." Rainbow Dash went red. "So, how do I fix it then?" she asked. Her face was serious. "Well," Cheerilee said, "Start by asking whether your friends want to appear in it or not. Then work on a plot. The core story is good, but it needs fixing in order to be readable." "And that means running it through spellcheck?" the prismatic haired girl suggested. "More like a proofreader," Cheerilee sighed. "This reminds me of something a Canadian guy called PeterChimera sent me once, and that was absolutely atrocious." "But worse than this, right?" Rainbow Dash asked desperately. Cheerilee nodded. "Yes. A lot, lot worse than this. Let me demonstrate by finding the story in question for you and then..." Author's Note Well, this was a hard one to write. No, seriously, writing badly on purpose is actually incredibly difficult. This is also my only story to come in at exactly 1,000 words.