It started like any other day. I woke up and after some toast for breakfast, I went to school. School wasn't fun at all, then again, when is school fun? My name is Jan Glitter and am 19 and a senior, yet my classmates still think they can bully and ignore me.
Today is a Monday, and unluckily we played soccer today, and my classmates pretended I wasn't even there. That just made me depressed. A bit later I did a presentation, which didn't go so well either. By the time I came out of school, I was incredibly depressed.
I walked in my room in the tiny flat I live in, and I just fell into my bed crying. I cried for a long while, long enough to the point where I had no tears. I cried until my stomach rumbled, telling me I needed food.
“Stupid school” I mumble to myself as I go out of my room to get some lunch. I make myself some toast and spread a bit of Nutella on them, you know the special peanut butter stuff? I stick the knife I used to spread the peanut butter in the sink and bring the toast back up to my room.
The rest of the day I spent playing online games and talking to friends of mine. I’m great at talking to people online, because it involves no major emotions, unlike in real life, where everyone seems to judge you. It’s the reason I’m quite shy around real people. Whenever we could present something we liked in school, it almost always ended with people laughing at what I decided to choose. Add to that to the fact that every pupil of my grade either ignores me, or makes fun of me, and then you pretty much know me.
Skip ahead a couple hours to begin the actual story you came here to read. And it’s nighttime. I had just logged off of Palringo, talking to a good friend of mine. I got myself ready for bed, and quickly fell asleep. That's when it happened, the voice and the laughter.
“Want to have a little fun?” it asked me.
“Sure, my day has been complete anti-fun all day.” I thought to the voice in my head. How does my life come to talking to a voice in my head?
It was at that point a flash in my room made me wake up. I opened my eyes, and I wasn't in my bed anymore. A Frankenstein-like creature stood in front of me. It had the paw of a lion, the talon of an eagle, the hoof of a horse, and the other hoof was that of a lizard. he had the tail of a dragon or a snake, and the body and head of a horse as well. Atop his head stood two horns, one of a deer and one of a goat. A goatee extended below his mouth. It began to move its mouth, and the voice I heard in my head came from his mouth.
“Good, because i have something fun planned for you.” He said maniacally
“What do you mean by fun? And who are you?” I spoke as I looked at him. “And where am I?” I asked, quite scared and not sure what to do.
“Oh me? My name is Discord, The Lord of Chaos. And for fun? You will learn that soon enough. now as for where. Welcome to The Foalish Zone.” It simply chuckled.
“Uhh.” was all i could mutter.
“Awwe, you actually look like my old pal Fluttershy. Thats a good name for you Jan Glitter.” I watch as Discord reaches above my head. I look up and my name is spelled in big bold 3D letters above my head. He grabs the word Jan and squishes it in his palms, then puts it back. Above my head then read: Flutter Glitter.
It was at that point, 5 other what looked to be cartoon ponies appeared around me. I felt confused. Thats when a mirror appeared in front of me. I screamed my head. I was a pony too! I had a cyan colored coat and black hair, or whatever you call the hair. My hair also had a bright green highlight in it. I even had a tail!
“This is going to be so much fun! Just wait until you meet your new friends!” He giggled.
This chapter is a bit short. Flutter is an amazing role player, but seems to be the most SHY of us at writing. also due to the face that she lives in Germany, i had to edit. so any grammatical errors are on my part really.
4327557 A German foal huh? Interesting.
4327593 not really... in real life jan is from germany... but he speaks english completely
I know you talk with my charname but when you talk bout rl lets keep the facts right. Im male irl not female, despite the name.
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4331510 she's not a fluttershy... The way her hair is done reminds discord of fluttershy. Flutter glitter is fluttershys offspring in fact.... In non TFZ canon, when we roleplay flutterglitter is offspring of fluttershy and glitterfang. So flutter glitter is not a fluttershy, but more of an anti-fluttershy....
Stupid discord and disharmony
About the name.... She's gonna be called flutter glitter.
4331473 I can't answer all of your wquestions.... But for the turning into a foal... It hasn't happened yet so how do I possibly show those emotions.
Otherwise as usuall thank you for the review maroonlover
4334641 no I'm saying she doesn't react to being turned into a foal.. .she can't... She hasn't been turned into a foal... Yet. Don't worry we will all get our times as foals.
4334669 she's not really an antiflutter... She's just flutters disharmony element equivilant.
Basically none of discords methods make sense... And although the elements aren't really anti elements of the real ones, but they represent discords version of them. So she is still kind. But flutter is like the vessel of discords version of kindness, as I am the vessel of pinkie pie. Im uber ecstatic, but I'm quite quiet
4335603 zubric is just looking over his chapter on gold rush.... I will warn you now, only dusty and gold are not previously humans.
And my chapter will release same day... Mines been done since I uplodaed lusters... But I have some things that required being released after everyone else is released.
So yeah... Mine is a little rushed... And I was listening to some good music while I was doing it... So I expect criticism.... I was in an angry writing mood when I wrote mine. But I do like how it turned out. Its ironic because I'm never that angry.... If you could see my face: I've been up since 9 am saturday.. it is now 12:30 am Sunday. I went to work at 2 pm and worked 9 straight hours on my feet. I'm still smiling and happy....
It took darkentropy sheer stupidity to just make me pissed.
So yeah... My character is like the ANTI real life me.
This whole message and I didn't answer your question: I'm shooting for Monday cause I work all day tomorrow.
Uh oh.
Nineteen and crying on a bed because of school? Hey everyone give me hate as I am gonna criticize this feeble person. When I was young I was bullied I stood strong against them and they learned eventually to not mess with me, when I was young the only time I cried because of a bully was when he followed me home and lit me on fire,when I was young I learned that you are more useful when you turn depression into hate and anger, when I was young I sent six bullies to the hospital and was hated for the crime of defending myself. The point remains I don't have much respect for those who cry instead of standing strong. Hold fast and remember;hate is a gift and anger is strength. Though I'm kind of a dick to people. If this is a real person though things will get brighter you just have to hold on. Sincerely a relic of violence who hopes no one follows its path. Stand strong.