First Lieutenant John "Aquila" Killinger was on a less than routine patrol flight, when he was somehow teleported to a different planet. Little does he know, he is the last hope for the inhabitants of this strange world.
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Feedback: It's sad that people/ponies/you-know-what-I-mean are dying, but you're doing a good job writing it. In other words, moar.
There's your feedback. MOAR!
well, that small foal's now an orphan
Please sir, may I have some MOAR
Btw: I hate it when women die in any story for any reason, but I will try to live through this, being as it is the best story ever.
MOAR
A very exciting/gripping chapter. Not used to seeing this amount of bloodshed in ponyville but it is effective in building the suspense. Over all, looks good. Keep up the great writing.
2798667 For some odd reason, there is an unshakable feeling that the dead mare is a Grey-furred Yellow-maned Pegasus. Dear gods let me be WRONG!
2801415 I doubt that her husband was a timelord then, they don't die
2801415 I may be a cruel, heartless, bastard, but ANYONE that kills off Derpy should be drawn and quartered... twice.
So yes, you're right that you're wrong. Unless you don't like being right, then you can be wrong about being right about being wrong, which would just mean that you're wrong about being wrong, which is a double negative, so... yes, which is what I already said.
2802761 WHEW!! One of the few times that I am extremely glad I'm wrong. Ummm... is the mare Berry Punch?
2802944 Oh, my good sir. I have already given out more information than I should.
So, I am sorry to say, you will have to wait until the next update to find out!
*insert maniacal laughter*
Oh curse you sir with the cliff hangers
2803490 It just wouldn't be the same without them
aw ya shits iten then fan
Seeing no other alternative, he clutched his rifle with both hands, reared back, and planted a boot next to the offending doorknob. The door smashed open and John quickly entered and cleared the room.
Nothing.
He was about to leave to see if he could track down the Manticore, but a quiet noise stopped him. It sounded almost like... crying?
Surveying the room again, he still didn't see anything, until he heard a rustle from underneath the bed. Unslinging his rifle and dropping to his knees, John steeled himself and slowly looked under the bed.
"...Shit."
"...Shit." what is it i foal i hope not to much cuts scars bruises and stuff
Please don't let yhat pony be Scootaloo.
*thy
I forgot to say but jet fuel is like diesel u need to keep a open flame on it for it to burn or put it under extreme heat or pressure
a spark would not ignite it