Chapters Fat Albert, Super Jerk, and the Goblin Tower
***A/N: Well, this is officially going to be the weirdest story I've ever written. It's halfly based in real life, and the other half ponies, with crossovers into 40 other series(es). I wonder how it's going to turn out.**
"SPIKE! HAVE YOU SEEN MY BOOK ON THE HISTORY OF CAKES?" Twilight yelled, trotting down her library's set of wooden stairs. The book's check-in date was today, and Twilight couldn't miss that, or else she'd get an earful from her panic side. Twilight didn't have to worry about the money side of all that; she lived on goverment stipends, for gods sakes. She hurriedly scoured all the shelves in the library, only to have a sudden remembrance of where it was.
"D'oh. It's with Pinkie."
"PINKIE! WHERE ARE YOU?" Twilight cried. She had arrived at Sugarcube Corner just moments ago, only to find a desolate shop. But Twilight didn't give up. She needed that book, or else the voice in her panic side might speak again. Twilight headed up the stairs to Pinkie's pink door, and knocked.
This is crazy, Twilight thought. I'm going in. Oh, this is going to be so fun, Twilight thought, delivering a weak kick to the bottom of the door. Daring Do said from her first-person perspective that this was as easy as pie- CRACK
On second thought, this is a Pinkie pie. After Twilight got out of the fetal position of sucking her hoof, she tried to think logically here.What would Pinkie Pie do to hide a secret? she thought, and then was struck with her own hoof in the face.Absolutely nothing.
Twilight turned the doorknob with a whir of her magic, and took a peek inside Pinkie's room, only to find white space.
Dear Twilight,
oh hi twilight ill be in the portal if you need me. i dropped the book in the portal. its not mine this time. took all my belongings with me. grab my halberd from the banister and bring cake.
Your Friend,
Pinkie (Diane) Pie
Twilight sighed yet again. Well, at least she got mine and her names properly written, thought the grammar nazi. Knowing better then to question her, Twilight grabbed the halberd with her mouth and stuffed a cake in her saddlebags.
``````LEVEL 1: EASY AS BUCK
Fred leaped from the couch, ever-happy.
*cue morgan freeman's narration*
"Hi, ya'll, I'm Morgan Freeman, and I'm here to tell you that it's not good to brag to your friends. You could make them angry, or worse!"
A old-timey diner glass window separated Twilight from this horrid scene, and she looked on in confusion. Morgan Freeman's voice had the sound of crystalline through the glass, making him sound jumbled and *gasp!* sarcastic.
"Well... that was random. Where am I? What are those things? And why do I feel deja vu?"
LEVEL 4: PINKIE PIE STYLE Meanwhile, in Pinkie Pie's verse, only 3 levels away from Twilight...
The evil forces clawed at Pinkie's ammunition, and she managed to force them away for just a bit longer, separating them from her stuff.
Back to Twilight's verse.
Twilight had finally gotten past the retro glass, and was now entering a thin, blue, liquidized mirror.What is this stuff? she thought.
Exhausted, Twilight fell asleep as she exited the mirror and passed into mushrooms. Specifically, the Mushroom Kingdom. What she didn't seem to notice was the ginormous gorilla resting on her backside. And smiling.
And now back to Equestria...
"Now, Angel Bunny, eat your carrot," Fluttershy chided as Angel pushed the carrot away yet again. Angel Bunny hasn't eaten for weeks, Fluttershy thought. This is for his own good. Angel's eyes widened as the icy Stare made its way into his poor eyes, and he quickly devoured the carrot.Dangit, lady. You're really getting on my nerves, Angel thought. I'm ditching this hellhole, and fast. And with that, Angel yelled, "HADOUKEN!" and jumped through the portal that sprouted from the ugly blue ball of fire.
And what Fluttershy didn't see was what made it interesting. A bright flash of light keelhauled her vision, and all her memories were swept up like donuts at a soccer game. Instead, they were replaced with years in the Granite Orphanage, with her and her sisters wanted as adopted daughters, a single name present in her mind, her own:Jennifer.
C L O C K T O W E R
-Fin P1
Alright, everyone, it's voting time! Vote which Clock Tower Ending you want to see Fluttershy in. And if you don't know what Clock Tower is, look it up or else. In other news, I need all the randomness I can get! I'll take anything!
Fat Albert, Super Jerk, and the Goblin Tower
20 minutes after Fluttershy's disappearance...
BREAKING NEWS!-BREAKING NEWS!-BREAKING NEWS
A/N: This just in! Submit an idea for anypony and get it in here! Also, please be sure to give suggestions for future expansions!
Fat Albert, Super Jerk, and the Goblin Tower
Today's Date Is Obscured With Muffins
Discord twiddled his little draconequus thumbs as his master plan came into play; the whole of Equestria stuck inside his pretty little portals; and no, no; Discord was no cheapskate. There was a special reality made for everypony, specially made for the utmost chaos possible, and they were delightfully endless!
=SOMETHINGRANDOM=
Ditzy Doo stared at her land of muffins. She was, after all, the queen of them all, and they would treat her as such, succulently jumping into her mouth. After all, a dream this all was, even in discorded reality. Ditzy felt a slight pop to her thoughts as she woke up, startled, and stared at the perfect Ponyville. Nothing was wrong in her mind. After all, she recognized her faults already. There were no more for Discord to make.
"Not fun," sulked Discord. "Not fun."
Ditzy stared at the piece of work, her eyes bulging out of her head, mouth salivating.
Instead of taking it, however, Ditzy became enveloped in a black, steaming aura, sizzling Discord's many pairs of sunglasses right off his face. Her face became solemn, eyes in the natural pose of cross-eyed forgiveness, and body in a holy aura as she smiled.
"Ditzy? Holy crap," Discord mumbled, his face a pale white.
Ditzy's eyes flashed with the true, pure fires of hell as she confronted Discord head on, the knowledge of a thousand nations reflected in sorrow.
"The world is in deep change. A new world order has been set forward. As we welcome these changes, I heard you, the people of the world, cry out: “Will there be muffins?”. The answer is no. There will be no muffins in the new world order. The illuminati said so. Meditate. And repent."
Discord stood still, his body becoming pure stone from the iciness of her gaze, the pure knowledge and wisdom, so did not falter in moving.
Ditzy, however, walked along the path to an unperturbed Ponyville, and resumed her derp-eyed state as she smiled.
"Though the world order is coming, it is not here yet. I will endulge myself with a muffin."
-Fin P2
**A/N: I've only got 3 suggestions thus far. PLEASE send more and favorite and stuff. Also, I'll take 400-word prompts for ponies who have not been done yet. From now on, ponies are 1 per chapter. If it happens once, a pony will never appear again (excluding mane 6. actual plot there.).**
Fat Albert, Super Jerk, and the Goblin Tower
Lyra Went Down To Georgia
Lyra stared at the humans as they mocked her, pointing and flipping the bird. And she was pissed. No; where she was right now was the discorded reality she dreamed of, but it seemed that everyone had hands but her. Her dream was to be the only one with hands; to show all of them that hu-mans were real. But ever since Discord got trapped in Ditzy's reality, he couldn't undo all of the portals as they closed up behind all of the ponies.
"SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!" Lyra screamed, already in fetal position.
"Why, because we're the superior species," the mob of Humans chorused, "with OPPOSABLE THUMBS?"
"AAGH!" shouted Lyra, tears streaming down her face.Make it stop, thought Lyra. MAKE IT STOP!
Her thoughts switched to her hometown; how everyone believed in Humans over there. Oh, what she would give to be there now. Discord's spell transferred her to Marega, her hometown, to give her a little contest with his buddy, the devil.
=RANDOMSOMETHING=
The devil went down to Marega, he was looking for a soul to steal. He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind and he was willin' to make a deal. When he came across this young mare lyrin' on a harp and playin' it hot. And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said:
Lyra sighed and turned off the gramophone.
"Devil, that's way too cliche. Everyone's going to expect that. No way am I doing something everyone will expect," Lyra sighed.
The devil popped out of his girly singing voice, slightly irritated things weren't going the way he planned.
=RANDOM CRAP=
"I'M LYRA!" shouted Lyra as she used her DS to navigate through her possible cars.
In a fast and furious race of hands versus hooves on the A button, the devil got his way and got Lyra Heartstrings as his racer. Lyra mentally checked it off as another reason she needed hands, as she got stuck with being the devil on her little LCD screen.
The devil's the worst, thought Lyra.
And through the chaotic magic running her nightmare, the two beings swarped through the LCD screen of the DS and onto the race track of PonCom vs. Nintendo Racers, eyes darting to the finish line.
=RANDOM STUFF=
Toad was a tad older then you'd normally expect; after all, it had been 50 years since the last mario game once PonCom stole the franchise. In that time frame, Toad had grown a mustache. A really long mustache. It was so thick, actually, that it was the race track today, and the bumps and snumps of the track were lice in his long, hairy mustache. Ew.
Today's track had a catch, though; due to the extensive pain for Toad if you went around it more then once, you only needed one lap to win, but you had to go all the way around.
NICE TRY, MORGAN FREEMAN!
"AWW!"
=RANDOM LUNA REFERENCE=
LYRA
The Levil stared down Lyra as he flexed his newly-grown hooves, with the ends of fingers tapped into them. He and Lyra had become meshes of each other, but due to the prize at stake here, DeviL still had hooves.
"DON'T MESS UP! THAT'S MY BODY YOU GOT THERE!" hollered the Levil.
3
VERSUS
2
DEVIL
"Oh, come on!" yelled DeviL as she peered at the newly-grown fingers on her mint-green hooves.
"I WANT MY BODY BACK!"
1
GO!
-Fin P4
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Fat Albert, Super Jerk, and the Goblin Tower
A drop of sweat ran down DeathRiseRobo's face.
I've put in too much plot development, they thought. Time to wingit!
The story rumbled, and the most drastic change possible happened:
And the last words the story thought were:
WHAT THE FU-
Author's Note
Twilight gasped for breath. Flying really is hard, she thought. Using the last vestige of her strength, she looked around. It was pitch black; the only pony there was Pinkie, twiddling her thumbs in a most un-Pinkie-like manner. Sitting next to her was Morgan Freeman with a sign saying, "Get Me Out Of Hell!" Thinking it strange, Twilight wobbled over to her, off-put by the new balance on her chest.Stupid, curly wings... she thought.
