Do you like to write your own story? Like any kinds of genres ranging from Love Story to Horror, or maybe you want to write a story about crossovers ranging from Animes to Video Games.
If you could, you can share with it too. Glad to read those writing of yours though...
If God exists, then he should try extending my deadline right now!
~ Kobayashi, Kobayashi-san chi no Maid Dragon - Episode 12
Mkim said: You gon steal muh stories and become rich
I just knows it
true dat. our storiez r gold to show m8
Are you trying to trick me into thinking you're accepting my genius thus we become friends, spend years hardening our friendship to the point we kiss, marry, have kids and finally are intimate enough to share our stories so you can steal them from me and become rich?
Magus said: I think writing is my passion, I love writing and I'm currently writing a novel that has no definite genre... I think literary realism?
No genre?
How will they know which section of the bookstore to keep it in?
I meant no definite genre, bcs it's still unfinished and even I don't know what the story is really about (but it'll be pure realistic without fantasy). probably they can place my book on the Fiction section.
Mkim said: You gon steal muh stories and become rich
I just knows it
true dat. our storiez r gold to show m8
Are you trying to trick me into thinking you're accepting my genius thus we become friends, spend years hardening our friendship to the point we kiss, marry, have kids and finally are intimate enough to share our stories so you can steal them from me and become rich?
Man are you a psychic or something? Because you knew my inner intentions before I thought about it
Mkim said: You gon steal muh stories and become rich
I just knows it
true dat. our storiez r gold to show m8
Are you trying to trick me into thinking you're accepting my genius thus we become friends, spend years hardening our friendship to the point we kiss, marry, have kids and finally are intimate enough to share our stories so you can steal them from me and become rich?
Man are you a psychic or something? Because you knew my inner intentions before I thought about it
I wrote a 45,000 word pornographic novel to relieve myself of my weird sexual thoughts. My next longest was a 6,000 word unfinished tale based on a rewriting of the Minecraft end credits. The first one never made any sense and I was completely fine with that. The second one was supposed to make sense, but eventually it became hard for me to actually write the story in a way that it stayed logical. I've basically given up on it now. You can still read what I've done on it, though. The first one is NSFW so I don't feel like posting it here.
Chapter 1
Kyra is an average 15 year old girl, but her older brother is much more. Daniel is able to read people’s people’s dialogue as if off a screen. He can’t choose who he can read, but he will occasionally find someone in his hometown that he can read. Even though he has been using this power for 17 years he still learns new rules about it all the time.
“I’m home!” Kyra greets her family.
“Welcome back! Hey, today I just found out that I can read the principal!” Daniel tells her.
“Cool! How come you just found this out now?”
“Well, I was listening to the principal’s conversation with someone and I was able to read the same conversation as text at the same time!”
“Your power is so weird.”
“Yeah, I know. I found a new rule because of this! I couldn’t read people’s speech even if they closer to the principal than the person he was talking to. That means that I can only read people when they are talking to someone I can read.”
“That’s cool. You should try talking to the principal to see if you can read yourself.”
“That would be interesting. I’ve never tried talking to a readable person before. It would be scary if I read what I say before I say it.”
The next day Daniel tried talking to the principal, but he wasn’t able to read their conversation. After he finished talking to the principal he tried reading the conversations the principal had with other people. He was able to read them. He wrote down this new rule in his journal. He had collected more than 50 rules since he started the journal a few years ago. “Font colour is randomized” and “appearance of speakers is not shown” are listed as rules despite being facts. There were some observations that he made that he simply had to guess at. Sometimes he could only read one side of the conversation. It was impossible for him to know why, so he wrote down that they may have been telephone conversations. Now that he found someone close to him that he can read, testing these theories will be much easier.
After a few weeks of research Daniel learned that the people having the conversation have to be less than 20 metres apart. The sound must be going through air. Anything from a wooden door to high humidity will result in a one-way conversation. He could have found out more, but the principal noticed Daniel stalking him and threatened to suspend him if he continued. Daniel needed a new test subject. He tried to read random conversations while walking to class. He couldn’t find anyone that he could read. He noticed someone else staring oddly at people.
“Hey! What are you doing?” he said to her.
“Oh, what! Nothing!”
“Are you sure? Your eyes didn’t look like they were just wandering.”
“Oh, why? What did you think I was doing?” she said nervously.
“Were you checking out the boys?” he said, afraid to ask her what he really wanted to know.
“Kind of.”
“Okay. Well, bye!”
“See ya!”
Daniel came to the conclusion that she was probably just people watching. He decided to look for more evidence before asking her about it. Over the following week he saw her looking at random, but no more than any other girl her age.
"Hey, do you like Jenny?" Daniel's friend, Josh, asked him during lunch.
"Kind of. Why?" He responded.
"You've been staring at her a lot recently." Daniel's heart inaudibly pounded. "She's way out of your league."
"That's not why I was looking at her." Daniel responded nervously.
"Oh, really? Why were you looking at her, then?" Josh asked him, still not convinced of Daniel's self proclaimed innocence.
"I thought she might have been up to something." Daniel said not wanting to reveal his power.
"Were you afraid that she might have a boyfriend?"
"No, it's something else. I don't feel like talking about it."
"If you don't tell me I'll just have to assume that you have a crush on her."
"You can go ahead and think that, then." Daniel said. "Are there any girls that you like?"
"There are a few, but I don't feel like telling you who they are. I don't want anyone to know who I like unless it works out. Whenever I've told people who I've liked they try to set me up on a date with that person and then they end up hating me. I don't expect you to do that, but I still feel safer if I don't tell you."
"That sounds fair. Who did that happen with?"
"It actually only happened once. I really liked Riley Hart. I was friends with one of her friends. Once when me and my friends were discussing who we liked I told them that I liked Riley. They said they wanted us to go on a date together. I thought it sounded great, but I was only ten at the time and didn't really know what to do. The date went horribly. I tried to explain to Riley that it wasn't my idea, but she still blamed me for it."
"Aw, that's too bad. I hope your future relationships will work out better."
"Thanks."
"No problem."
After lunch Daniel had art class with Jenny. Jenny was already at a table, so he went to join her.
"What are you drawing?" He asked her.
"I'm trying to draw a flower, but it isn't turning out too well."
She hands over her hyper realistic drawing of a rose drawn from above.
"What are you talking about? This is incredible! Did you draw this from memory?"
"No, I had to look at picture."
"Still, that looks amazing! How are you going to colour it?"
"I'm going to need a lot of different pencil crayons to get the shading right."
"Well, good luck!"
"Thanks!"
Jenny's friend sat down beside her.
"Hey! Did you see the new movie "Far Away Detective"?" Jenny's friend asked her.
"No, but I read the book."
"Oh, really? What did you think of it?"
"I loved it! I've heard rumours of a sequel."
"What was your favourite part?"
"I liked when he was trapped in the hotel with a murderer and knew exactly what the murderer was going to do."
"My favourite part was when he found out that there was a terrorist base under New York City. Why was that your favourite part?"
"I find it interesting seeing what people can do with powers like that. Also, for some reason I feel like I can relate to it more. I'm glad that part was included in the film. I should watch it when I have time."
"It's only going to be in theatres for another week."
"What did you mean when said that you could relate to that scene?" Daniel asked, hoping to prove that she was also a reader.
"I dunno. It just felt a bit more realistic than something like finding out that the United States government were going to bombs themselves again. Murderers are real and you could be in the same building as one."
"Mind reading isn't realistic, though." Jenny's friend said.
"Blind people can know who someone is by listening to the sound of their footsteps."
"I guess so."
After art class Daniel saw Jenny by herself. He walked up to her to ask her a question.
"Excuse me, what did actually mean when you said that you could relate to it?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have a feeling that you might be able to relate to mind reading itself."
"Oh, what makes you think that?" She said nervously.
"It's been a suspicion of mine for a while now. There are some people who do have a power similar to mind reading."
"How do you know this?"
"I'm one of them."
"Oh. Well, in that case, yes. I do have a power like that. I can't exactly read people's minds, but I can read their conversations."
"You probably have the same power as me, then."
"Oh, cool. I have to get to my next class now, do you want to continue this after school?"
"Yeah, sure." He said, trying to hold back his excitement.
Daniel wasn’t able to focus on his school work. He was nervous and excited about talking to another reader for the first time. He didn’t know which of them was more experienced with reading, so he was mentally preparing himself for whatever the case may be.
After school they met up. They hadn’t designated a meeting place, so it took a bit longer than it should have.
“So, what have you learned so far about reading?” Daniel asked her.
“One thing I’ve noticed is that it only works on humans.”
“Interesting. Anything else?”
“Foreign languages aren’t translated or romanized. I mostly just know the basics. I actually have a friend who can also read and we can read each others siblings, but not our own.”
“Really? Maybe I could go to your house for some research.”
“We also can’t read each other, so my brother would need to have one of his friends over.”
“How often does he have friends over?”
“Only every once in a while. Maybe I should give you my phone number so I can tell you when it will work.”
“Okay, thanks!”
Chapter 2
After a few weeks Daniel finally had the chance to test his powers on Jenny’s brother. They had planned this a week before. Daniel had already learned a lot about his power from Jenny. They met up after school by Jenny’s locker. She doesn’t live too far from their school, so they walked to her house. When they got there her brother wasn’t home yet.
“This is Dylan’s bedroom. They’ll probably be spending most of their time in here. We easily read them without them knowing.”
“Will knowing that we’re reading them have any effect?”
“I actually don’t know. I was thinking that they would talk less if they knew, but I’ve never actually told him about my power. With all the weird rules, it might change something.”
“Have you told your parents?”
“No, but I can’t read them anyway.”
“Do you think that they might be readers too?”
“I hadn’t thought of that. I don’t think they are.”
“Maybe you should just ask. If they aren’t it might be awkward, but I think there is pretty good chance that they are.”
“I live with them though. I don’t want them to think anything weird about me. You haven’t even met them, so you don’t really have anything to lose.”
“I guess so. Where are they?”
“My mom won’t be home from work until at least five. My dad gets home even later.”
“Oh, awesome.” he said sarcastically.
“My brother and his friend should be home soon.”
“Is there anything else you can think of that we should experiment with?”
“I’ve actually tried so many different things with my friend that I don’t know of anything we haven’t done yet. Maybe you could think of something.”
“I don’t know. I guess we’ll just see what happens.”
“So then I shoved him. I don’t think he’ll be picking one me again anytime soon.” They faintly heard Dylan saying to his friend.
“If I were you I would have dropped a rock on his head.” his friend responded.
“Even if he deserves it, I would have gotten in trouble. My parents would also get mad at me.”
“Yeah, I guess so. I wish bullies didn’t even exist.”
“Me too.”
When they got to the door Dylan opened the door.
“Who are you?” he asked Daniel is an accusatory tone.
“He’s my new friend.” Jenny said before he had a chance to answer.
“Mom said you’re not allowed to have a boyfriend before you turn 16.”
“He’s not my boyfriend.” she said, annoyed.
“Sure.” he rolled his eyes.
They took off their shoes.
“Do you want an afterschool snack?” Jenny asked them.
“Sure. What is there?” Dylan asked.
“We have fruits and nuts.”
“That’s boring.” the friend said.
“Can’t we have cookies or something?” Dylan asked.
“You know that mom doesn’t want you having those kinds of things after school.”
“She doesn’t have to know.”
“I still don’t think it would be a good idea.”
“I think it sounds fine.” Daniel said after weighing out the consequences. “You should just let them be happy.”
“Well, as long as you think it’s okay.” she said.
“Awesome!” the two kids said together, but not in unison.
Jenny went to the cupboard to get the cookies.
“We only have chocolate chip, but the box isn’t open.” she explained to them.
“I really doubt mom and dad would care. Just open it.”
“Okay, but if they get mad I’ll tell them that you did it.”
“I’m fine with that.”
Jenny opens the box and gives them a limit of two cookies each. Daniel wasn’t able to read them when they were talking with cookie in their mouths. This could be that the food is considered another disturbance, but he thought his power might simply not know what they’re trying to say.
“What are you doing? You have the same look in your eyes as my sister’s other friend usually has.”
“Um, well…” Daniel tried to respond to Dylan, but he was cut off.
“What’s the deal? Why do your friends do this? Do you only make friends with creepy people? Are you trying to get information out of me, but need help? I think we need to take you to a psychologist. I have a feeling that you might be insane.” Dylan talks at his sister.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this before, but I can read conversations from a distance. My friends can do it too.” Jenny replied nervously.
“Why do you want to do it on me, then? Wouldn’t you want to use it on your crush or something? What’s so interesting about me?” Dylan was still angry.
“We can only do it on certain people. You are part of the minority that can be read, but because I’m your sister I can’t read you directly.”
“That sounds pretty weird. Can you please promise to not do it again?”
“But we were planning on experimenting on you today.” Daniel cringed as Jenny spoke.
“You are one sick person. I really hope you can’t use your power to see through my eyes as well. With the way you are, I doubt you’d let me know anyway.”
“I can only read your speech like words on a screen. I promise that I can’t access any internal information.”
“I also don’t want you to bring any more of your creepy friends home. If you can’t make normal friends, then just meet up with them somewhere else. I’m sick of being your test subject.”
"Well, if your privacy means that much to you, I guess I could just get some normal friends. I'm not sure what I can use my power for if I can't use it on you."
"Maybe you join the government and become a spy."
"I don't need a job yet, and I don't think I know enough languages to do a good job."
"Are you two going to be arguing for much longer?" Daniel asked.
"Probably. You might want to just go home now." Jenny told him.
"I don't live near here. I was relying on your parents driving me home."
"Oh. Well that sucks. I hope you don't mind listening to us talk."
"Maybe Dylan's friend might want to play a board or something with me."
"It's Jeremy. Sure, we could do something together."
"Where do you keep your games?"
"Oh." Jenny said before leading them to their game cupboard.
"What game do you want to play? " Daniel asked Jeremy.
"Well, let's see what they have."
Jeremy looked through the games. Even though Jenny and Dylan were a few rooms away, he could still hear them fighting. He worried that their parents might witness it.
"You could cheat on a test so easily." Dylan yelled at Jenny.
"If nobody talks, my power is useless. It can't even pick up on sign language. " she yelled back.
He knew it was going to be a long afternoon.
"How about Boggle?" Jeremy asked for approval while taking the box out in preparation.
"Okay."
Jeremy put the box down and let the contents slide out of the lid.
"Do you know how to play?" Daniel asked as calmly as he could.
They were both actively trying to drown out the sound coming from the other room.
"I think I've played it once before, but I didn't understand it. You could you remind me?"
"You try to find words with the letters. See, here's the word "well". Letters can be touching diagonally, which is like this. Because you don't know as many words as I do, I'll let you use two letter words."
Daniel shook the game and set the timer.
"Go!" he said to start the game.
As they looking for words, they could hear the fight in the other room getting worse.
"You even have any real friends. I bet you listen to girls' conversations with their boyfriends so that you can forget about how lonely you are." Dylan shouted.
"If I hadn't been using you as my lab rat I never would have tried to save your life that one time."
"I bet someone else would have saved me anyway. You're never nice to people unless you're getting something out of it. You're a worthless human being."
Daniel started to regret playing such a silent game.
"If you don't admit that I'm better than you, I'll tell mom about your addiction." Dylan threatened his sister.
"I only did that one time." Jenny yelled back, unaware that her mom was already home.
"Did I come home at a bad time?" she asked them.
"I guess so." Jenny said, not willing to admit that they had been arguing for over an hour.
Daniel had well over one hundred points and Jeremy had just under fifty.
"It sounds her mom's home. Let's pack up."
"Aw, but I was almost winning."
"Sure you were."
They worked together to put the game away. After they finished they went to meet Jenny's mom to ask for a ride home. She accepted the request. They never found out if Jenny's mom was a reader, but Daniel didn't care anymore.
"I'm so sorry for what happened yesterday. I promise it won't happen again." Jenny tried to apologise.
"Were all those things he said about you true?"
"I guess to some extent. They weren't as bad as he made them sound."
"I don't really want to associate with you anymore."
"Aww."
"I mean, even though I learned a lot from you, knowing how you got that information I don't want to help you get any more. Sorry."
Chapter 3
Daniel no longer had a partner to research with, so he decided to try listening to random conversations to see if he could learn anything new.
“Donde es la biblioteca?” he read.
The majority of the conversations were in a different language or didn’t last more than a few sentences.
“Hey, what's up?”
“I feel like I'm being watched.”
Even if they weren’t talking about him, Daniel was still still intrigued by where this conversation was going.
“It might be that someone is listening to our conversation.”
“What? Show yourself! I don't want people spying on me!”
“They're not around here. It's a special ability that some people have.”
“That's creepy. How do you know so much about this?”
“My brother can do it. There are only a few people it works on.”
“Has he told you how he does it? Is it like an extra sense? Can I use it to spy on my crush?”
“It's an ability that you have to be born with. When he uses it, he sees the dialogue as if it were words on a screen. It is genetic, and often people with this trait have relatives who can also do it or can have their voices tapped in on.”
Daniel didn’t know whether to be scared or excited. He hadn’t read of anything knowing that he was reading them before.
“So is this person hearing me through you?”
“In a way. You might also have the trait to be heard this way, but if you only feel like you're being watched when you're near me, then that's probably the case.”
“Is there any way to stop the person from hearing what you're saying?”
“There isn't any way to disable their power completely, but there are some words that they can't hear. §f§k§a§b§3, §f§k§a§b§3, and §f§k§a§b§3 for example.”
“Why are those the words that they can't hear?”
“I don't know. The world is a mysterious place.”
“How do they see those words, if they can't read them normally?”
“They see them as random flashing characters.”
“Does the government know about these people? I want to learn more about them! Is there any way for me to know what they're thinking?”
“The government knows very little about these people. You can tap into some of their thoughts, but it takes a lot of practice. All I've learned to do is to find out their name.”
“What's the name of the one reading our conversation? Is it a guy? Can you find out where they live? Is there a wiki I can go to so I can learn more about how to mess with them? This is so exciting!”
“Their name is Daniel. I don't know the answers to your other questions.”
He was scared now. How much other information can be sent back?
“Can you teach me how to find out their name? I wonder what they like to §f§k§a§b§3. Wait, that was one of the censored words.”
“You are way too hyper. I can teach you how to find out their name if you stay calm.”
“Okay. I'm ready.”
“First you need to §f§k§a§b§3 really hard.”
“How do I do that?”
“You have to focus. Only think about §f§k§a§b§3. Once you have reached a state of enlightenment, their name shall appear.”
“That's so cool! I wonder if Daniel knows that I can do this.”
“Of course they can, they're listening to us right now.”
“Oh, right. Can Daniel send information to us?”
“I don't think so.”
“Daniel seems like a pervert listening to us talk like this.”
“They can't choose whose thoughts they can read, though.”
“Oh, right. I'm going to see if I can find out where they are.”
“Go ahead.”
“Meditation might take longer this time. I don't know how well I can read this, but it doesn't look like they're from our world. It seems like they live somewhere with medieval technology and a pixilated landscape. I can't see what they look like, but I doubt they look like us.”
How was she this wrong? Maybe more complex data gathering leaves more room for error.
“How did you learn that so quickly? It took me weeks just to learn how find out their names! You must be some sort of prodigy! Could you teach me of your ways? Everything I've learned about this was from my brother, but he doesn't have the same perspective as me.”
“I don't know how to explain it. I know that you can do some of it already, but I might just have a better ability to travel back through the mindwaves. I don't know what I'm doing, but I enjoy doing it. Thank you so much for showing me that this is possible!”
“You're welcome. Maybe when you do it more, you can find out how to teach it.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
“Didn't you say that the person lives in a different world than we do? Can you use your superior power to find out more about his world? I wonder what it would be like to live in a pixelated world. What would the animals look like? Would an HDTV look like an 8-bit screen? How would complex machinery like trains work? How big are the pixels? Is everything built in cubes or are there round pixels as well?”
“Ok, let me get into position. There are feral livestock that look like ours, but more cubic. There are no TVs. They don't have trains, but instead have minecarts that can be powered with magic rails. There are no circles in this world.”
Daniel started to think that she might just be explaining a fictional world for fun.
“I'm glad I live in this world. I doubt you would even be able to have §f§k§a§b§3 in that world.”
“Animals reproduce by staring at each other, and each species has only one gender. It is a much more simple way of reproduction, but it only works in a magical world.”
“What other kind of magic do they have? Tell me all you can!”
“Let me see. There is a magic dust called "redstone" which is found underground and can power things like infinite electricity. It can open doors, power pistons, ignite TNT, and perform many other actions. There are trees that can grow instantly. "Enchanting Tables", as they call them, are made with simple items like diamonds and books and can make tools and armour more powerful. The books that are around the table, the more powerful of spells it can conduct. However, you must sacrifice experience points which are obtained from killing creatures and harvesting materials.”
“That's amazing! It would be fun to visit there even if just for a day!”
“Wait, I think there's more. There is another world that the inhabitants can travel to. In order to go there, they must make or find a doorway made out of solidified lava. They then must form a fire at the base of the doorway to activate it, which causes a purple aura to take place in the doorway. Upon entering they will find animals and materials that are unique to this other world. It is here that animals called "blazes" live, whose floating bones are made of magic. These bones can be used for making potions. They must place one in between three rocks to get started. They can then place water filled glass bottles on each of the three rocks. They must first brew in a fungus only found in that world in order to make potions which will help them directly. Another type of magic is the creation of matter. In that world they are able to mix water and lava to create an infinite supply of rocks. Monsters will also pop out of nowhere and will leave behind parts of their bodies upon death. The destruction of matter also exists. They can throw objects into a cactus or into fire and the objects will be gone.”
“How are you able to figure all of this out?”
“Minecraft wiki. I'm not actually able to look into people's minds like that. I knew that you didn't play Minecraft, so I could talk about it and you wouldn't know what I was talking about. I'm quite proud that I didn't laugh at any point, because usually when I play a prank like this I end up making it obvious that I'm joking.”
“So all of that was just video game lore?”
“Yes. You should play it some time, it’s really fun!”
“Maybe I could borrow your account before I risk buying it.”
“Okay. Maybe you could come over next weekend.”
Daniel wanted to try to communicate with them. He tried telepathy, but it didn’t work.
“Hello?” he whispered, hoping that they would respond.
“Hello!” he said a bit louder, but still nothing.
“I just want to talk to you.” he said desperately.
“Wait, are you actually trying to talk to me?” the readable girl says back.
“Who are you talking to?” her friend asks.
“The person listening to our conversation. He’s trying to talk to me.”
“Really? What did he say?”
“So far he only said “I just want to talk to you.” Let me finish.”
“So, where do you live?” she said to Daniel.
“I live in the US. I don’t want to say any more than that.”
“Oh, cool. So do I.”
“How are you talking to her?” her friend asks him.
“I’m not exactly sure. I’m just talking normally and somehow she can hear me.” Daniel responds.
“He’s literally just talking.” she relays back to her friend.
“How did you figure out my name?” Daniel asks her.
“Well, it’s not something that has direct instructions. I have to calm myself down and stop thinking about anything else. If I do it right, the name will appear as it does on the person’s birth certificate.”
“Hmm. Have you heard of other people getting more information about the person?”
“No, I haven’t. If I can find out their name, there’s probably some way of getting more information. Whatever we’re doing right now is one way to get more information, so doing it secretly might also be possible.”
“Is there anything else you’ve found out about tracking people back through their power?”
“Probably, but I’m getting a headache from this. Could I just give you my cellphone number or something?”
“Yeah, thanks. That would be great. I didn’t realise this was hurting you.”
“I’m used to it. Anyway, my number is ***-435-1237”
“Okay, thanks.” he said, putting the number into his phone contacts. “Wait, what’s your name?”
“My name is Crystal. Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.”
“Thanks.” he said, typing her name in. “So, goodbye for now.”
“I hope to talk to you soon.”
“You too!” he said.
Daniel sat down to reflect on his first conversation he had using his power to communicate. He had forgotten to ask her about how she knew about the censored words, but he didn’t want to bother texting her. He started thinking about what censored words even are. Can the power just not read them for some reason? Why hadn’t he come across them before? Was Crystal able to censor words from being read? He came to the conclusion that he should just wait until he can ask her.
Chapter 4
It had been two weeks since Daniel had first talked to Crystal. He had texted her a bit, but he wanted to wait until he had the time to talk to her before asking the important questions. He had already finished all of his homework for the day, so he thought it would be a good time to talk to her.
DanielS452- Can you talk?
crystal_kitties- Sure.
Daniel called her.
“What did you want to talk about?” she asked.
“I was wondering how your power works. Are you able to prevent me from reading certain words, or are those just naturally censored?”
“There are a few words that are censored for everyone. Anyone who can be read has a list of words that are censored from being read from them. The words are taken from an international dictionary, so if the person’s native language doesn’t have a version of that word then they have one less censored word.”
"What are the universally censored words?"
"The taboo words from any language are always censored. For some reason there are some random ones as well, but they're too obscure to come up in regular speech. My brother thinks there might be a way to read censored words, but he hasn't been able to yet."
"Are you able to deliberately censor words?"
"I don't think so. Because my brother can't read me it's hard to know if I've successfully censored a word."
"Do you not know any other readers?"
"They're pretty rare. There are some people who I think might be readers, but I'm not sure. It's hard to tell if someone is a reader."
"I found out about a girl in my school being a reader, but it felt like a lucky coincidence because I overheard her talking to her friend about a movie based around mind reading. I can't think of any repeatable way to figure out if someone is a reader."
"How do you know that she's a reader?"
"After I gathered enough evidence to assure myself that she was a reader I asked her directly, and she confirmed to me that she was. I learned a lot about my power from her, but after I met her family I didn't want to be friends with her anymore."
"Aw, that's too bad. I wish I had the courage to ask people if they are a reader. I'm not all that confident about my suspicions, so I'm afraid that they aren't actually readers."
"Well, it was nice talking to you. That's all I wanted to talk to you about."
"I don't get to talk to you very often. Are you sure you don't want to talk about anything else?"
"I don't know. What would you have in mind?"
"Uh. Have you watched anything good on TV recently?"
"I actually don't really feel like talking to you just to keep you company."
"Oh, okay. Bye then!"
"Bye!"
They both hung up. He thought it would have been rude to ask her age, but by how she spoke he figured that she was around twelve.
Chapter 5
"Hey, you know that senior Daniel?" Daniel read with his power.
"Yeah, what about him?"
"He kinda creeps me out. The way he always stares into space like he's communicating with his home planet telepathically. I wonder what he's up to."
Daniel realised that he was still staring into space. He took out a book from his backpack so he could pretend to read it.
"Maybe he's just deep in thought."
"I guess he could be. He's fairly social, though. He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be spending that much time just thinking about stuff. I've even seen him do that when he's with his friends."
"I think you care too much. I doubt he's doing anything bad."
"You can never be too careful. I think we should **** him just to see how he reacts."
Daniel got curious about that word was. He could think of so many words that work in that sentence.
"I don't know. Isn't that going a bit too far?"
"Come on! It'll be fun!"
"Maybe, but it still seems a bit harsh towards someone who just looks creepy to you."
"For all we know he might be planning on doing something even worse to us. I think it sounds fair."
"Okay, fine, you can **** him. I won't be taking any responsibility for anything that happens."
"I wasn't expecting you to. You'll still help out, right?"
"I guess I could help out a little."
"Thanks!"
"What's up?" Daniel read in a third colour.
"We were just talking about a **** we're going to play on Daniel."
Daniel was relieved about wording, although he also became even more confused about what they were planning on doing.
"That sounds fun! Can I help?"
"Yeah, sure. We think he might be an alien. Can you think of a way to prove it?"
"You guys actually think he's an alien? What gave you that idea?"
"I never thought he was an alien. Jake saw Daniel staring into space and somehow came to the conclusion that Daniel is an alien."
"You make it sound so illogical."
"It is illogical."
"Could we try dropping water on him and see if he melts?"
"I don't think he's that kind of alien."
"What kind of alien do you think he is?"
"I'm not sure, but I think he can communicate with his home planet telepathically."
Actually, I did make some weird My Little Pony fan fiction that's a bit longer (around 7,000 words). It's supposed to be a script for a stop motion movie I would make using the shit I have in my bedroom and the MLP toys, but I never found Fluttershy and generally the script is pretty autistic (I naturally assume that if something I make is sub par then it's probably because of my autism). Here it is, if you could get through it. BTW I just found out that MAL does have a max number of characters for a post.
EMPEREUR: Have I stolen all of the most important gems on the planet yet?
OTIS: No, your highness. The “Elements of Harmony” are still where they belong.
EMPEREUR: Then make Pharaoh and Astronerd steal them for me. And stop calling me high!
OTIS: I’m not! I’m respecting that you’re…
EMPEREUR: Yeah, yeah, whatever. Get those elements of whatever for me.
PHARAOH: Yes, sir!
ASTRONERD: Considering you don’t even know what they’re called…
PHARAOH: I said we’ll do it!
(later)
PHARAOH: What was that about? He doesn’t deserve anything he has.
ASTRONERD: It’s just that…
PHARAOH: As I said, he doesn’t deserve anything.
(in Ponyville)
PHARAOH: Well, boss says that Twilight Sparkle has the elements in her house somewhere.
ASTRONERD: Well, when should we break in? It’s not like you can go into someone’s house undetected.
PHARAOH: He said she’s out with her friends for most of the day, 9-3.
ASTRONERD: How does our boss know so much about Twilight? Was he stalking her?
PHARAOH: When we told him about the elements he read about the owners. He also said that she lives in the weirdest house ever.
ASTRONERD: What, a tree?
PHARAOH: Maybe!
They look around a little.
ASTRONERD: Oh my gosh! I was right!
PHARAOH: Let’s go in!
(They check the door)
PHARAOH: It’s locked!
ASTRONERD: We can go through the window!
(They start climbing through the window)
ZACHERY: What the heck are you guys doing?
PHARAOH: We’re uh…
ASTRONERD: Giving Twilight a present!
PHARAOH: And we’re sneaking in so it will be a surprise!
ZACHERY: What are you giving her?
PHARAOH: If we told you, you might tell her.
ZACHERY: What kind of animals are you anyway?
PHARAOH: We’re going to a costume party! We’re going as penguins!
ASTRONERD: That’s why we’re giving Twilight a party gift!
ZACHERY: OK! I won’t stop you!
PHARAOH and ASTRONERD: Phew!
ZACHERY: Must be a small gift considering you hid it in your costumes!
(They finish entering)
PHARAOH: That was a close one!
ASTRONERD: Where are the elements again?
PHARAOH: I have no idea!
ASTRONERD: Well we are in a library, maybe they’re in a book!
PHARAOH: Well, I’ll see how they’re organized first. (Looks through books) Aha! The books are organized by type!
PHARAOH: And the elements of harmony would be under…
ASTRONERD: History! These elements were used to banish someone evil!
PHARAOH: Like our boss!
They both laugh.
ASTRONERD: Under history there is Starswirl the Bearded, ancient illnesses, Aha! Elements of Harmony!
PHARAOH: Well, open it!
ASTRONERD: That’s what I’m doing!
(He opens it.)
ASTRONERD: It’s empty!
PHARAOH: Maybe the book with the elements is in her room.
They go to her room and open her dresser.
PHARAOH: Found it! Guess you were wrong!
ASTRONERD: Well, that was a waste of time to look through the books!
TWILIGHT: Well, that was a nice outing with my friends!
PHARAOH: Let’s get out of here!
(In the castle)
CELESTIA: I’m here to inform you that some unknown robbers stole the elements from Twilight’s house at 1 PM.
TWILIGHT: That’s when I came back from playing with my friends. How could I have not noticed them?
CELESTIA: I don’t know, but the strangest thing is that they had told a zebra named Zachery that they were dressed as penguins for a costume party, secretly giving you a gift.
TWILIGHT: Well I didn’t find any gifts.
PINKIE PIE: I think the gift is this awesome mission!
RAINBOW DASH: Pinkie! This is serious!
CELESTIA: Penguins come from Sphenis, a country quite close to Equestria, yet it is still about a day’s boat ride away.
TWILIGHT: Can’t I just teleport us over there?
CELESTIA: No, because you might teleport some of the penguins out with you.
PINKIE PIE: What’s it like over there? I’ve never been outside of Equestria before!
CELESTIA: It’s cold all year round because they don’t have anypony to move the sun and moon. They’ve adapted to that kind of environment. They never have to wrap up winder and have no hearths to warm.
RARITY: I guess one scarf won’t keep me warm this time!
CELESTIA: They put the elements in the jewel safe in their castle. The boat should take you right to it.
PINKIE PIE: Ooh! Straight from castle to castle!
APPLEJACK: With just a day long boat ride in between!
TWILIGHT: I can use my magic to make the boat faster. It can take us there in an hour!
(At the harbour)
TWILIGHT: So where’s the boat?
PEG HOOVES: Yarr! Who ye be?
TWILIGHT: My name is Twilight Sparkle and these are my friends.
PEG HOOVES: Where’s ye saillin’ t’?
TWILIGHT: We’re sailing to Sphenis!
PEG HOOVES: I onlay has two boats that’ll make et. The “Blue Muzzle” and the “Death Ship”.
FLUTTERSHY: We’ll take the Blue Muzzle! I don’t go anywhere near anything with “death” in its name.
TWILIGHT: Is it safe to use magic to make them faster?
PEG HOOVES: Don’t yeh dare use magic on the Blue Muzzle. It ruins the finish. I don’t mind if yeh use magic on the Death Ship though. She’s in terrible shape anyway.
FLUTTERSHY: I don’t care how long it takes! I’m not taking the Death Ship!
PEG HOOVES: There’s also the price difference. The Death Ship cost’s eight bits teh sail, but the Blue Muzzle cost’s one hundred bits.
TWILIGHT: How much money do we have?
APPLEJACK: One hundred bit? Are you crazy?! I need that money to fix up the farm!
RARITY: I could work out a deal!
APPLEJACK: Are you suggesting prostitution?
RARITY: No! I meant I could fancy up the ships so more ponies would want to sail in them.
RARITY: (To Peg Hooves) Sir, if I fixed up your ships and made them more appealing would you let us ride the Blue Muzzle for free?
PEG HOOVES: Nope! My ships look fine!
TWILIGHT: I guess we’ll just have to ride the Death Ship!
FLUTTERSHY: Nooo! I won’t ride the Death Ship!
RAINBOW DASH: Come on, pony up! Besides, this just makes it more of an adventure!
TWILIGHT: We’ll take the Death Ship!
They go on the boat.
TWILIGHT: Ok! I’ll use my magic to make the ship go faster!
FLUTTERSHY: Can you please use your magic to make the ship less scary?
TWILIGHT: I don’t have that kind of magic!
RAINBOW DASH: Why don’t you just use your sleeping spell? She’s getting really annoying.
TWILIGHT: Sure thing, Rainbow Dash! I wouldn’t want her to suffer anymore.
FLUTTERSHY: Oh, thank you Twilight!
TWILIGHT: Ok! Here goes! (Bzzzt)
PINKIE PIE: What a peaceful sleeper! Wanna draw on her face?
RAINBOW DASH: I don’t have a pen with me, but I did find these glasses!
PINKIE PIE: Well, put’em on!
Rainbow Dash puts glasses on Fluttershy.
APPLEJACK: Heh! Heh! She sure does look funny!
PINKIE PIE: I think I’ll look around the ship for other things to do. Hey look! I found a throne! You must do as I say or to the gallows with thee! Hee hee!
TWILIGHT: Pinkie! Get down from there before it angers an evil spirit!
PINKIE PIE: Oh Twilight! You read too many books! Oh wait! My Pinkie sense is telling me that Twilight’s right.
TWILIGHT: Good! There’s tons of things here to play with.
PINKIE PIE: You’re right!
Pinkie goes to the other side of the ship.
PINKIE PIE: I wonder what this does!
Pinkie picks up cannonball that has a solid tail.
PINKIE PIE: Maybe it’s a bat!
TWILIGHT: Don’t you dare get that anywhere near me!
PINKIE PIE: Maybe it’s a bowling ball!
RAINBOW DASH: Then what’s the tail for?
PINKIE PIE: Or maybe it goes in this thing sitting right in front of it.
APPLEJACK: Ain’t that kind of obvious?
PINKIE PIE: Yeah, I guess so. I’ll just turn this around to put this thing in.
RAINBOW DASH: First rule about death ships is to never aim a cannon at yourself.
PINKIE PIE: Don’t be silly Rainbow Dash! I’m just loading it. Oof!
The cannon fires at Pinkie Pie.
RAINBOW DASH: See?
PINKIE PIE: Ok. I guess you’re right.
RARITY: Can you please just teleport the whole ship over?
TWILIGHT: I can’t teleport buildings or vehicles. We’ll just have to wait.
RARITY: Well, how long is it going to take?
TWILIGHT: The ship ride is about an hour. We’re half-way there.
RARITY: Can you please use the sleeping spell on me too?
TWILIGHT: Sure!
Twilight puts Rarity to sleep.
PINKIE PIE: I’m bored! I think I’ll push random things into the ocean!
Pinkie Pie pushes ice, sticks, and wood into the ocean. She tries to push Twilight in.
TWILIGHT: Don’t push me in! I have the most powerful element!
PINKIE PIE: You represent it. They stole the elements.
Half an hour passes.
TWILIGHT: Rarity! Fluttershy! Wake up, we’re here!
RARITY: That didn’t feel long.
TWILIGHT: You were only asleep for half an hour! Well, let’s go to the castle.
JUOLS: Who goes there?
FLUTTERSHY: I think I’ll go back in the ship. I hate dragons.
RARITY: Well, you sure are blinged out!
JUOLS: Oh, thanks! You wouldn’t believe how many gems I have in my cave!
RARITY: Could I see them?
TWILIGHT: Rarity!
JUOLS: Sorry, I’m afraid that if I let anyone in they might steal my jewels.
RARITY: Well I don’t need them anyway!
JUOLS: So you were planning on stealing my gems!
RAINBOW DASH: Just use the sleeping spell on him!
TWILIGHT: Oh! Yeah! Right! (Bzzzt)
PINKIE PIE: Ooh! Now we can sneak past!
APPLEJACK: With you it’s not really sneaking.
RAINBOW DASH: That’s kinda why she did it.
PINKIE PIE: Oh yeahh. Silly me.
ROCKER: I’ve never seen you before!
PINKIE PIE: That’s funny! I thought everypony knew me!
ROCKER: Every… pony?
TWILIGHT: Why, what do you say?
ROCKER: Everyone, like any normal penguin.
TWILIGHT: Interesting.
ROCKER: This is private property! You can’t enter without something for the king!
TWILIGHT: We came to warn him about someone he stole stuff from.
ROCKER: The king doesn’t steal anything! He gets the Pharaoh and Astronerd to do it for him.
TWILIGHT: That’s what I meant.
ROCKER: Well, that case, go in! The king is waiting for you!
APPLEJACK: Oh Celestia! He’s an idiot!
RAINBOW DASH: But that’s good!
TWILIGHT: I guess. Wait, where’s Fluttershy?
APPLEJACK: We left her on the ship!
PINKIE PIE: I’ll get her!
They go back to the ship.
PINKIE PIE: She fell asleep!
FLUTTERSHY: Sorry. You guys were talking for a long time to defeat the dragon I thought I’d sleep until it was over.
TWILIGHT: And you just expected us to wake you up?
FLUTTERSHY: I’m sorry.
TWILIGHT: Just be glad we remembered you.
EMPEREUR: I wasn’t expecting any visitors!
PHARAOH: The purple one’s Twilight! She almost caught us!
TWILIGHT: “The purple one”?
PHARAOH: What else would I use to describe you?
EMPEREUR: So these are the ponies that you stole those gems from?
RARITY: The dragon has lots of gems, why would you need ours?
EMPEREUR: I gave him those gems!
TWILIGHT: Well, we’re here to take ours back!
PHARAOH: I knew they looked important.
TWILIGHT: Of course they’re important! They are the elements of harmony! Each one of us represents one of the elements. Pinkie Pie’s is laughter.
PHARAOH: That’s one of the elements?
PINKIE PIE: Without laughter we could all go insane!
TWILIGHT: Rarity’s is generosity.
ASTRONERD: (To Empereur) You need way more of that!
TWILIGHT: Rainbow Dash’s is loyalty.
EMPEREUR: You two have enough of that!
TWILIGHT: Fluttershy’s is kindness. You have none of that for sure. Applejack’s is honesty and mine is magic.
EMPEREUR: That’s really an element of harmony?
TWILIGHT: Magic is referring to friendship.
PHARAOH: You could use a little more of that.
TWILIGHT: Your lack of harmony may be why you’re so mean and possibly why all you want to do is steal gems.
EMPEREUR: Naa. I’m just evil.
RAINBOW DASH: Twilight, you just seem to know everyone’s problems.
PHARAOH: I believe that our problem is lack of harmony.
EMPEREUR: What?!
ASTRONERD: I agree.
EMPEREUR: Otis, you still agree with me, don’t you?
OTIS: I’m sorry, but you’re a terrible friend.
EMPEREUR: I hate all of you!
PHARAOH: We hate you too!
EMPEREUR: I’m still your king, so it doesn’t make a difference.
PHARAOH: Twilight, use your magic to summon a giant gemstone.
EMPEREUR: Are you trying to bribe me?
A giant gemstone appears and kills Empereur.
PHARAOH: He died as he lived, with a lot of power.
RARITY: That jerk ruined the finish.
PHARAOH: You can have as many gems as you want from the royal vault.
FLUTTERSHY: Shouldn’t those be returned to who you stole them from?
PHARAOH: They don’t mind.
RARITY: Oh Celestia, that’s a lot of gems!
PHARAOH: We have an impressive collection. Oh! Here’s your elements of harmony.
TWILIGHT: That reminds me. We went on a quest for our elements of harmony, but we didn’t need to combine our powers of friendship to create a rainbow.
PHARAOH: How many times has that happened?
TWILIGHT: Twice.
PHARAOH: Maybe it doesn’t have to happen every time.
SKELETOID: I am Skeletoid, dragon of the underworld.
PHARAOH: Forget what I just said.
TWILIGHT: Rainbow power activate!
PHARAOH: That guy probably only came because of what I said.
TWILIGHT: No, because of what I said!
PINKIE PIE: No, because of what I said! Wait, what are we talking about?
TWILIGHT: We believe that it was only the mention of needing to use the elements of harmony that made the dragon randomly appear.
PINKIE PIE: Does that really work? Cupcake! You lied, Twilight. You lied.
TWILIGHT: I guess it was there the whole time and it was just a coincidence that we happened to be talking about using the elements of harmony.
PINKIE PIE: Well, duh!
TWILIGHT: I guess we should get going now. No point of just hanging around.
PHARAOH: Actually, I wanted to show you to the town. You are their hero, you know.
FLUTTERSHY: Please don’t make me do this.
TWILIGHT: You can just put us in your newspaper. We really gotta go.
PHARAOH: I guess so.
TWILIGHT: Kay. Thanks. Bye.
(At the Death Ship)
TWILIGHT: Well, I’m glad that worked out.
RAINBOW DASH: Are you going to wake up the dragon?
TWILIGHT: Someone will wake him up.
FLUTTERSHY: Thank you.
PINKIE PIE: Twilight, could I buy any drugs? It’s going to be a long ride home.
TWILIGHT: We couldn’t even afford to use the Blue Muzzle. How could you possibly afford drugs?
PINKIE PIE: That penguin said we could take as many gems as we want. We could buy some drugs to use on the ship. You know how much I love baking.
TWILIGHT: Ok, but I can’t because I need to be sober for the conference with Princess Celestia.
PINKIE PIE: Oh well. Not everypony has to join. Anypony else want to get stoned?
FLUTTERSHY: I couldn’t do anything like that.
PINKIE PIE: I didn’t expect you to. Aren’t you just gonna sleep the whole time anyway?
FLUTTERSHY: Yes.
APPLEJACK: That would ruin my health. I need to work on the farm.
PINKIE PIE: Sounds reasonable.
RARITY: I wouldn’t dare do anything so horrible. That’s for street ponies, not for rich unicorns like me.
PINKIE PIE: Rainbow Dash, you’ll still join me, right?
RAINBOW DASH: You do not want to see a high pegasus. Imagine a sonic rainboom. Now imagine them everywhere.
PINKIE PIE: Oh well. You guys will still watch me, right?
TWILIGHT: Yeah, sure.
PINKIE PIE: Good. I’ll get some pot. You wait here. I won’t be long.
Twenty minutes later Pinkie comes back with red eyes.
TWILIGHT: What took you so long?
PINKIE PIE: Well it’s a long story. Do you guys want to hear it?
RAINBOW DASH: Definitely! You tell the best stories!
PINKIE PIE: Thanks! Anypony else?
All: Yeah!
PINKIE PIE: I went back to the castle and took a few gems. It looks like a dragon’s cave, but bigger.
RARITY: We know, we were there.
PINKIE PIE: Oh, right. So I took a hoof-full of gems and put them in my saddle bag.
RAINBOW DASH: Where did that come from?
PINKIE PIE: One of the penguins gave it to me.
RAINBOW DASH: But they don’t have ponies there.
PINKIE PIE: He just attached two regular bags together. So I went to the village and everyone was staring at me like I had done something wrong.
TWILIGHT: You’re a different species.
PINKIE PIE: Yeah, but I helped save their whole country. Anyway, I went to the drug mart and bought some drugs with the gems.
RAINBOW DASH: Where did you learn about it? It doesn’t grow in Equestria. In fact, where did you learn about drugs?
PINKIE PIE: On Empereur’s desk there was a newspaper. It wasn’t written like our books. Most of the letters looked upside down and or backwards and the “e” had three lines coming out of it, but the letters corresponded to the Equestrian equivalent because I could read it perfectly. The headline read “Mareijuana is now legal.”, so it must have been illegal before right now. It’s amazing that the drug store was opened that quickly. Anyway, I went to the drug store and asked for some mareijuana and he said “you mean marijuana?” I said “yes” and he asked me how I wanted it. I asked him how they served it and he said I can buy a bong to smoke it. I said “what’s that? Does it have something to do with smashing something on metal?” and he said “no, it’s a glass bottle that you can use to smoke weed.” I said “I didn’t ask for weed, I asked for.. marijuana.” He said “weed, grass, marijuana, trees, pot, whatever you call it, it’s still the same thing.” I didn’t think I could afford the bong, so I asked him about the other options.
RAINBOW DASH: I’m pretty sure you had enough gems to buy it.
PINKIE PIE: I guess you’re probably right, but I didn’t know how much it costed or how much the gems were worth, so I decided to play it safe and asked him about the other options. He said he also sold something called a joint and I said “a joint? Like in your legs? I’m not going to smoke someone’s body part to get high. I’m not that desperate.” But then he said a joint is like a weed cigarette. So I said “what the hay is a cigarette? I can’t even start to guess what it is, it has such a strange name. I hope it’s safe, ‘cause it doesn’t sound like it.” So he said “Sa cigarette is a piece of paper with some kind of plant material wrapped up inside it. You light it on fire and suck on it. If it’s weed inside you can get high.” So I said “wait, you light it on fire and suck on it? Wouldn’t that hurt?” So then he got mad at me and started yelling “you suck on the other side, you stupid retard.” as if it was common sense. What’s a retard anyway? Something that tards again? And then what’s tarding? I know a turd is poop but this isn’t returd it’s retard. I didn’t ask him that because he was mad enough. Then he something really racist to me he said “go smoke your hay, you stupid horse!” I’m not a horse, I’m a pony! Does he not care that I helped save his country? When I asked him that he kicked me out of the store. His store was called “Raging Stoner”. He did rage out at me, but what’s a stoner? Someone who throws stones? He did throw a few stones at me, but that wasn’t what angered me the most. What angered me the most was the fact that he expected me to know everything about weed despite coming from somewhere without it. What an idiot. I had to search for what felt like an hour but was probably only a few minutes. I had finally found a place labelled “Drug Store”, but when I went inside it looked nothing like “Raging Stoners”. It was just a medicine store. Just when I was wondering if I had come to the right place, I had gotten to the back, and there was some weed! They asked me if I had a prescription and I said no so they said they weren’t allowed to give me more than a gram and I said that was fine because I didn’t need any more than that. When they handed it to me I didn’t know how to hold it, so they told me just to balance it on my hoof. I didn’t want to lose, so I asked for them to strap it on. They strapped it on with some kind of clear sticky strap. They lit it up, and some how it didn’t burn my hoof. I started smoking it outside and crazy stuff started happening.
TWILIGHT: You weren’t supposed to smoke it until you got back here.
PINKIE PIE: I know, but it was just so tempting. I tried to resist, Twilight, I really did. But my mind got the better of me. Once I took that first puff I knew it was a mistake. Actually, at first it was fun. Everything was smiling and pink and it was raining confetti, but then a big cloud of dark, black smoke appeared, and I knew it was something BAD. A group of ponies dressed in black outfits appeared.
RAINBOW DASH: The shadow bolts?
PINKIE PIE: Yeah, I think it was! Well, I asked them what they came here for and they said “your brains! We want to put them in a trophy case.” I laughed at that and I could see them dying. I laughed some more. “You’re killing us.” they said, so I laughed them to death. I thought the battle was over so I was going back to the ship when as if out of nowhere a deep voice calls out “where do you think you’re going?” I turned around to see no one talking. “Where are you?” I asked. He didn’t answer. Instead he said “I have a series of fights waiting for you. If you win every fight I will fight you at the end, but I doubt that will happen.” “I’m ready for the first fight” I say, and a random lion appears. I tried to remember how to fight a lion in the tundra and then I remembered so I picked up a pink bunny and threw it. It didn’t do much. So I start hitting it with a rainbow I had found. It was a very useful weapon, but right before I did the final shot, the rainbow broke. So I stole a pair of wings from a local penguin, flew up to a cloud and kicked it at him. That was the final shot and the round was over. Next there was a rotten looking pony with more worms than my baked bads. It was a zombie pony!! He was an earth pony so he couldn’t have teleported or flown over here and it’s too far to swim, so I don’t know how he got here. Nopony would let him in their boat, so he must’ve turned into a zombie after he got here. Maybe he was created by that voice! I tried to avoid him at first because if he bit me I too would become a zombie pony. But then I realized that I had to defeat him in order to enter the next stage. Then randomly out of the corner of my eye I saw this cyan coloured blade on a stick. It was very long and flat. I decided to equip it by putting my tail into the stick so that my tail was “holding” it. I whipped my tail at him and he got hurt but he kept walking slowly towards me while saying “brrrains” in a slow, creepy voice. It’s almost like he wants to die, like he’s coming back for more, so I whipped my tail at him again and the same thing happened. After I hit him the third time the blade-on-a-stick fell out of my tail. He kept coming after me so I couldn’t put it back in my tail. Then I thought of a great idea! I decided to run away from the blade and then after he reaches me, dash back for it. I ran away from the blade. I had to wait a long time for him,. Once he was far enough away from it, I went back to it and kicked it at him. He fell over, then disappeared. All that was left of him was two pieces of his flesh. It was time for round three. I didn’t know how many rounds there was going to be, but I was expecting a lot. This was probably the weirdest round. I was expecting something like a flaming octopus that shoots bananas, but I wasn’t prepared for this. What I saw before me wasn’t some crazed monster. What I saw was myself! I thought that maybe when the changelings were shot out this was one of them that landed here, but when I asked her if she was a changeling she said “no, silly! I’m you!”. Only the Queen of the changelings could talk, so I believed her. So I asked “exactly what and who are you? You can’t be me. I’m me.” So she answered “I’m a clone created by that voice that’s giving you all these battles. I was created to destroy you.” So I said “how did he know I was going to come here?” So she said “he didn’t. He works really fast.” “But I just got here” I said. “Really fast” she said with emphasis. Next she explained her training. “For the last ten minutes I was told to hate you. I didn’t really understand it. He told me though a speaker “walk up to that glass. You must destroy the pony you see in it” so I said “I see myself. Why do you want me to kill myself?” So he said “no, you idiot. You must kill your original.” So I said “but without my original I would cease to exist. I like existing, it’s practically all I do.” So he told me you were his arch nemesis since about five minutes ago, whatever that means. He kept on trying to force me to hate myself in order to willingly kill you. I got bored of that test so I lied that I had lost the fear of death and was ready to kill you. So then he tried training me to use a bow and arrow. He was explaining it through the speaker how to use it and how to make it inflict the most damage. After he had explained it to me I asked “what are these hands you speak of so frequently?” He had a major spaz attack, but eventually he calmed down and asked me “why didn’t you tell me this earlier?” “I was afraid you’d get mad if I interrupted.” I informed him. So he reminded me that he got mad at me anyway, so it didn’t help anything. Then he asked me “if you don’t have hands, what do you have?” I guessed he was some sort of penguin, so I looked out the window at the penguins to see what they have and we don’t. They don’t seem to have necks, but they have nothing in the place of a neck. We actually have a lot of things that they don’t have like ears, tails, hair, a gap between our eyes, a longer body, and hooves. Then I realized that they did have something at the end of their wings that looked like they could be used to pick stuff up and they also have some sort of flippers attached directly to the bottom of their bodies, so legs attached. They are strange looking creatures. So I answered the voice and said “I have hooves. They help me trot, but they’re flat, so I can’t pick anything up with them.” So he said “we don’t have much time left. I’ll have to train you in hand to… I mean hoof to hoof combat. Can you kick?” I reminded him that he just created me and that I didn’t know anything. He didn’t know anything about pony anatomy so he was telling me way harder techniques than I needed to know, Eventually he realized that it would be much easier for a pony to kick than for a penguin to. So he told me all I have to do is either just push one of my back legs out as hard as I can or for extra strength I could jump onto my front hooves and push both my back hooves out. After that he released the completely synthetic shadow bolts and the battle had begun. Well that’s my life up to now.” So I said “I’ve had an interesting life too, but it would take way too long to tell. Hey! Now that we know ourself we should stand up the the voice!” Tehn the voice told us “no! You’re supposed to fight! That’s why you’re here!” So my clone answered “you gave me two options: either get killed by my original or kill her and therefore cease to exist. But she gave me a third option: to team up and defeat you and continue to live. Her idea sounds best!” So he gave in and said “Ok. You can team up, but I’m still going to give you more monsters to fight.” We agreed that this was fair and we got ready to fight. The next beast we were to fight was a dragon. He was green and scaly and flew around shooting fireballs everywhere. When the fireballs hit the ground they didn’t seem to do anything, but when one hit a local penguin, he was instantly vaporized. We were really scared but then a bow and some arrows fell down. I think he was mocking our ability to hold things, but then I saw a tree with sap dripping out and I got an idea. “Hey! If we dipped our hooves in that sap, we could hold stuff! Then we can shoot the dragon with the bow and arrow!” I told my clone. She liked the idea so she put both her hooves in the sap and picked up the bow with one hoof and the arrow in the other. It didn’t go as planned. When she first tried to use it the first problem was standing up on her hind hooves. We can all do this for short periods of time, but she needed to concentrate on her aim as well. I decided to hold her up, but then we reached our second problem.She had a hard time picking up the string and the arrow with the same hoof. After much difficulty she accomplished just that but when she tried to shoot at the dragon, both the arrow and the string stayed stuck, a problem she fixed while trying to line them up by using her back hoof, a solution that will not longer work. So she kept pulling hoping that eventually it would fire. Unfortunately this wasn’t the case, and the tension built up from her pulling was released, resulting in her punching herself in the face extremely hard, as well the bow itself breaking. We no longer had any weapons, so we were forced to fight the dragon with our bare hooves, which was extremely hard until the voice said “I will give you a second bow so I can watch you fail again.” A bow dropped from somewhere. I decided to try a different strategy. I asked my clone to hold me like I held her, and she accepted. After dipping one of my hooves in sap, I tried holding the wooden part with that hoof and the string and arrow with my mouth. I aimed at the dragon and shot. I missed, but my technique did work. I trotted over to where the arrow had landed and found the stick separated from the arrowhead. We only started out with ten arrows and my clone had already broken one arrow while trying to line up the arrow and the string. That means we only had eight arrows left! I knew I had been standing in the same place for too long because the dragon shot a fireball at me. I was lucky to have noticed it and gotten out of the way or else I would have died. I went back to my clone and asked her to hold me up again, which she did. I shot another arrow at the dragon and hit it that time! Then it got angry and started charging at us and then I remembered something. So I told my clone “pick up that bluish jagged thing and hit the dragon with it!” She did what I asked her to do and with a few hits the dragon died. The voice was mad at us. It said “why was that sword still there? I thought I had removed it after that round!” I said “oh that’s what that’s called, a sword? And no, you were too busy focusing on the next round or something and forgot to remove the sword.” Then he said “that was the last battle. You can go home now.” So I asked him “What about you? Weren’t you supposed to be the last battle?” He answered “Oh right, I forgot. Let’s get this started!” He didn’t sound very happy. When he revealed himself I was very surprised. He was the ghost of the king penguin. I ran over to him and tried kicking him, but my hooves went right through him. He laughed at me like he had the upper hoof or wing-thing in this case, but I informed him that he actually couldn’t hold any kind of weapon. So he said “well I guess it’s a tie. Neither of us can kill each other.” We were about to forfeit, but then I remembered my secret weapon. I said “you can’t harm us, but I have a weapon that I don’t need to hold.” I started laughing and he started dying. “What’s happening to me?” he asked. I told him “this is the power of laughter. Even your ghostness can’t protect you from this.” Then he faded away and I went back here and told you the story of my adventure.
TWILIGHT: That was an epic story. We should get going now.
They get on the Death Ship.
PINKIE PIE: Do you want to hear a song I wrote about my adventure?
RAINBOW DASH: Yeah, sure.
PINKIE PIE: Everypony listen up.
I was in a land
Where they waddled when I ran
And then I found a man
Who created quite a fuss
I was all alone
Until I got a clone
And together we owned
All the monsters that came for us
RARITY: That was beautiful!
FLUTTERSHY: Please put me to sleep now, Twilight!
TWILIGHT: Sure thing, Fluttershy! (Bzzt)
PINKIE PIE: Now all I need's a baking game.
APPLEJACK: What in the hay does that mean?
PINKIE PIE: Something to smoke to! How about I take a puff every time I see water.
RARITY: You would never stop smoking!
PINKIE PIE: How about every ship?
TWILIGHT: There isn’t a ship for miles!
PINKIE PIE: Do we have a dartboard?
TWILIGHT: I’m the only one who can throw a dart.
RARITY: Ahem!
TWILIGHT: I mean only unicorns can throw darts and we can bullseye from a mile away!
PINKIE PIE: How about every time somepony farts?
TWILIGHT: I can’t remember ever farting.
PINKIE PIE: Maybe you should start.
RARITY: Ew. Why would you even think that?
PINKIE PIE: How about you guys try to reach the crow’s nest and every time you fall down I take a puff?
TWILIGHT: Pinkie! That’s evil!
PINKIE PIE: Okay, how about an easter egg hunt? I hide the eggs and you close your eyes. Whenever you find one of my eggs I take a puff!
TWILIGHT: Don’t hide them too easy!
PINKIE PIE: I won’t!
Pinkie Pie hides the eggs.
TWILIGHT: I found one on the deck!
RAINBOW DASH: I found one under the deck! This is hard to pick up! Oh, got it! How did you hide these anyway?
PINKIE PIE: Rarity helped me.
RARITY: I wasn’t going to play, so I thought I might as well.
PINKIE PIE: Well, two puffs for me! Oh! That’s good!
TWILIGHT: Pinkie! You hid one on the death throne? I told you not to do that!
PINKIE PIE: One more puff for me!
RAINBOW DASH: You put one in the cannon? How do I get it out?
PINKIE PIE: Push it down! Ok. There’s one more egg!
TWILIGHT: You didn’t hide many eggs.
PINKIE PIE: It doesn’t take much to get high.
TWILIGHT: I can’t see any more.
PINKIE PIE: Sometimes it’s the things you can’t see that are the most important; things like gravity and flying sea monsters.
TWILIGHT: You hid an egg in the mast?
RAINBOW DASH: You can’t use x-ray vision!
TWILIGHT: How else would I find it?
RARITY: Why does this boat even have a mast? It doesn’t have a sail.
TWILIGHT: Maybe somepony lost the sail, but it doesn’t matter because it uses magic.
RAINBOW DASH: And maybe they kept the mast for the crow’s nest.
APPLEJACK: Well enough chit-chat. Get the darned egg outta there.
TWILIGHT: If I use the ghost spell we’ll all fall in the water.
APPLEJACK: Can’t you just teleport it out?
TWILIGHT: Yeah, I guess.
Twilight teleports the egg onto the deck.
PINKIE PIE: Well, that’s all of them. How high am I?
RAINBOW DASH: How many hooves am I holding up?
PINKIE PIE: Three, you silly flying, talking giraffe.
RAINBOW DASH: Yep, you’re high.
PINKIE PIE: How is this ship made entirely of cotton candy and not melting? Maybe it’s magic cotton candy!
TWILIGHT: Please don’t eat the ship!
PINKIE PIE: I would never argue with a giant talking jelly bean.
RAINBOW DASH: The problem with Pinkie Pie is that she’s always high. Drugs just give her an extra boost.
PINKIE PIE: Don’t be silly Dashie, that’s the best thing about me.
TWILIGHT: Don’t do anything stupid when we’re talking to the princess.
PINKIE PIE: I’ll try not to.
RAINBOW DASH: Pinkie Pie, if the princess looks weird, don’t say it out loud. You’re not supposed to be high.
PINKIE PIE: Okey dokey lokey!
APPLEJACK: Why did we even agree to this?
RARITY: I hate the smell of pot.
PINKIE PIE: Oh, I didn’t get poop weed.
RARITY: I just don’t like smoke at all.
PINKIE PIE: Oh Celestia! I can see some sort of blocky grey blushing cat that has pink icing and dark pink sprinkles all over his discolored brown body doing a blocky sonic rainboom and saying “nyan nyan nyan” over and over.
RAINBOW DASH: Wow. You have a wild imagination.
PINKIE PIE: Now the sky is darker blue and there are square stars exploding everywhere.
The ship docks.
APPLEJACK: We’re finally back!
TWILIGHT: Wake up, sleepyhead!
Twilight wakes up Fluttershy. Everypony gets off the boat.
MUMMY: Hey, I’ve heard that you guys saved our country again. Congrats and thank you!
TWILIGHT: Thank you and you’re welcome!
RAINBOW DASH: Ha! Ha! That sounded like you were talking to yourself!
CELESTIA: I see you regained the Elements of Harmony! Did you learn anything new on your adventure?
TWILIGHT: Yes! I learned that usually if somepony’s bad you can make them open up to the magic of friendship, but you can’t become friends with everypony. Sometimes evil lies deep in their heart and you need to take them down.
PINKIE PIE: I have two hooves!
CELESTIA: Everypony in Ponyville will open up to the magic of friendship, but there are some evil creatures like the changelings that won’t, so this will save some time.
PINKIE PIE: I have three hooves!
RAINBOW DASH: Considering the fact that you wanted us to retrieve the elements after somepony stole them just proves how often we have to use them. You went one thousand years without using them. In just the last year we used them three times.
CELESTIA: Actually, I’ved used them twice over the thousand years. Once to banish the ursa major and once to defeat Laser Slash, a pegasus with a laser tail that destroys everything!
RAINBOW DASH: That sounds like me!
APPLEJACK: You’ve never needed the help of a laser to destroy stuff.
RAINBOW DASH: I meant her name!
CELESTIA: It’s purely coincidental, it happened 692 years ago. Nopony has heard of her.
TWILIGHT: Why did we need the sixth element?
CELESTIA: With the five element set you can only use it three times. Only the six element set could return Luna to her natural state. And only you, Twilight, could get the sixth element.
TWILIGHT: How many times can the six element set be used?
CELESTIA: The six element set is the full set and it can be used infinitely.
APPLEJACK: Let’s just hope we don’t have to use them again soon. It sure is hard and time consuming.
FLUTTERSHY: And sometimes it’s really scary!
Everypony laughed.
I never got into it really even though I have a few story ideas I passed by a few people before who said they were good
zombie_pegasus said: I wrote a 45,000 word pornographic novel to relieve myself of my weird sexual thoughts. My next longest was a 6,000 word unfinished tale based on a rewriting of the Minecraft end credits. The first one never made any sense and I was completely fine with that. The second one was supposed to make sense, but eventually it became hard for me to actually write the story in a way that it stayed logical. I've basically given up on it now. You can still read what I've done on it, though. The first one is NSFW so I don't feel like posting it here.
45,000 words? Wow I only wrote a few erotic romantic comedic poems before.
traed said: I never got into it really even though I have a few story ideas I passed by a few people before who said they were good
zombie_pegasus said: I wrote a 45,000 word pornographic novel to relieve myself of my weird sexual thoughts. My next longest was a 6,000 word unfinished tale based on a rewriting of the Minecraft end credits. The first one never made any sense and I was completely fine with that. The second one was supposed to make sense, but eventually it became hard for me to actually write the story in a way that it stayed logical. I've basically given up on it now. You can still read what I've done on it, though. The first one is NSFW so I don't feel like posting it here.
45,000 words? Wow I only wrote a few erotic romantic comedic poems before.
The actual subject matter in it varied a lot. Over 10,000 words of it was just about the main character playing Minecraft with his girlfriend. There was a single sex scene, but the majority of it was just whatever the fuck I could possibly write to get myself turned on. I had a checklist for what I wanted to write about and it also eventually became a long-running thing that I just did for entertainment every night. I did run out of things to say in it, so I did my best to logically end the story, but in reality the ending didn't actually do much. The main guy went through like 5 girls and the last one was supposed to be his "true love", but she was also 50 years younger than him so their relationship probably wouldn't last long anyway.
I started writing a small cyberpunk novel last year, but I'm afraid it passed so much time since then that I lost my initial drive and will probably never finish it. I'll try to give it one last chance this summer after my exams are over, but to be honest I'm not that optimistic about my chances.
Basically it follows the story of a former hitman that was set up during one of his contracts. He got into a trap and was fatally injured, his target offered the chance to live his life as a cyborg in exchange for his loyalty for the infiltration agency his target was running. The novel doesn't have much of a focused story, but instead follows Lucien's experiences as an infiltrator, sometimes he must play a low life cyborg gladiator, othertimes he is a influencial human businessman (his agency has the means to temporarily disguise him as a human) and his adventures are mostly used to showcase the world and build his character.
This would be the premise of said world:
"Lucien remembered the incident, 'The '42 Crisis', people called it. All cyborgs need to take special medication called Cyberzyne, in order to prevent neuroprosthesis rejection. In 2042 a radical anti-cyborgs terrorist group called The Red Right Hand infiltrated most of the major Cyberzyne shipments and poisoned the medication. What had transpired for the next two days reminded Lucien of those old zombie apocalypse DVD movies from early twenty-tens; it was a massacre just like the Lieutenant described. When the death toll had exceeded 5 mil worldwide the authorities became desperate and sent in AFVs with TFs to defuse the situation. Lucien had gone rogue at that time just like all the other cyborgs, but he later saw news recordings of Nagmachons and Caimans storming public places and shooting EMP projectiles meant to disable all electronics within its blast radius. The operation was a success and the crisis ended, but at a great cost. The projectiles were designed to incapacitate huge heavily armed military robots; against civilian cyborgs the high energy level became lethal. In the end The '42 Crisis summed 7.3 mil deaths and over 17 mil casualties. When the dust settled, people demanded an explanation and someone had to take the fall. The Red Right Hand had started it, but the authorities had the final saying. They covered everything up by publicly declaring that a big geomagnetic storm caused EM disturbances and interfered with cyborgs' augmentations making them to go rogue. When once humanity was eager to explore augmentation and test its limits, now having seen the worst it had to offer, they feared and hated it. Before the '42 Crisis anyone with any kind of electric implant was considered a cyborg and given that more than 80% had at least a infolink or a GPS implanted, it was concluded that a new classification was necessary. The new cyborg would be anyone with more than 15% of their bodies augmented; old people with artificial hearts and lungs, unlucky children that lost their limbs in accidents or at birth and heavy-duty workers, all in the same boat with the same black flag raised above their heads. They released a new cyberzyne version, more potent, but which 'regrettably' caused addiction. Human 'monitors' were trained and assigned to a cyborg counterpart in order to assist them and oversee their medication. The drug ensured that cyborgs depended on humans and would never riot and the monitors guaranteed a close tab was constantly being kept on their lives. In the end cyborgs became second class citizens, with limited rights depending on their monitors' approval. Some took the job with good intentions to support their relatives and friends while others did it only to get revenge and used the occasion to terrorize the cyborgs with no consequences whatsoever. It has been going on like this ever since that incident that yes Lucien remembered, but he stayed silent once again, like his training taught him."
I write [anime] x reader one shots just for my fangirling needs lmao I never want to try writing a whole story with many chapters because my mind is not very creative to think of a good plot.
Sometimes I write stories as a way to vent. I take negative emotions and put them out as words. My signature is an example. I move at the sound of a familiar beat, though my eyes reflect a stranger's heart.
You should see my expansive universe. It's not 100% mine, but it's a lot of deviated canon, crossover, twisted fanficton material, and i for one enjoy it for what it is, complete chaos.
Although my writer's block has unfortunately prevented it from being fully written yet, I do have it all laid out. And more characters and subplots on the way in the not too distance future.
I used to write more stories before, than I do now. Usually shorter stories. However, I have some pretty good ideas that I'm working on, which will be much longer.
My Advanced English teacher hosted a horror story wiring competition for middle school and highschool students , I was a 2nd year middle schooler at that time , I wasn't planning on joining since you had to write it in the school and the time limit was only 1 hour ... but I eventually joined and got the second place
Stories...Um. I remember writing some when I was in high school, they're all unfinished though and they are not good. Makes me laugh when I read them while getting some things from the box where I keep them. I also used to write poems about my crushes before too. Just that though, I don't have any technical knowledge and passion when it comes to writing fiction or non-fiction. I'm a casual reader though.
I write a ton of fanfiction and the odd short story and poem. My longest fanfic is almost 15,000 words long, but most of them average 7,000 words. They tend to be action adventures with romance as a subplot, but I do like to write a heartwrenching angst fic now and then.
Haha, that sig makes me glad people can't send me messages.
Anyway, I'm writing a story right now. I like the way it's turning out, I like writing for it every day, I like that there are people who read it too. I am so happy :-) lol
I'm writing a science fiction/fantasy novel right now. It takes me a while to write it because I am not the kind of guy who remembers the stuff he needs to do very well but once it's done I think I might actually send it to a publisher.
holysauron said: I'm writing a science fiction/fantasy novel right now. It takes me a while to write it because I am not the kind of guy who remembers the stuff he needs to do very well but once it's done I think I might actually send it to a publisher.
Looking forward to it... ;)
Just... If you could, share it with us too... :D
If God exists, then he should try extending my deadline right now!
~ Kobayashi, Kobayashi-san chi no Maid Dragon - Episode 12
holysauron said: I'm writing a science fiction/fantasy novel right now. It takes me a while to write it because I am not the kind of guy who remembers the stuff he needs to do very well but once it's done I think I might actually send it to a publisher.
Looking forward to it... ;)
Just... If you could, share it with us too... :D
I've only written a general outline and the first chapter yet. It's too early for showing. Otherwise I would be glad to show you. All I can tell you right now is that It's probably going to be your average good vs bad story but with a quirky side to it.
I finished writing my first short novel on CritiqueCircle website, 4 chapters (drama) with many events inspired by things I experienced myself...Next week I'm publishing a short story there as well.
A pair of eyes appear disguised,
I take flight and stay high in paradise,
With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice.
I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies,
It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites.
I have written original work before (unpublished, alas) but I find myself centering on fan-fiction nowadays.
I do enjoy fan-fic, as I can take established characters and change their voice just enough to suit my sensibilities. Much like comic book writers do, I'm sure.
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I write alot of stories back then, even post it in a certain block named Fanfiction.net but left it a long time ago
But i still wrote stories just for myself when i am bored and have nothing to do lol
It is one of the things that i do when i am sad or too happy and want to express all those feelings lol
Been there done that and it was fucking miserable and all of my works are the same way i view humanity total fucking garbage. I used honeyfeed for a bit of while but now yeah its pretty much just a dust collector. Wouldn't reccomend this profession to anybody at all honestly.
