The great clown Robin Williams shares with Pinkie Pie some wisdom on an old joke, Pagliacci the Great Clown. She also gets the chance we all wish we'd had: to say goodbye.
If you take the time to notice my shenanigans, YOU'VE ALREADY MADE YOUR FIRST MISTAKE.
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Why'd he have to die?!?
What's hardest for me about his death is that it might have been suicide, I mean I didn't live his live so I don't know but I'm not going to say he is burning in hell because of it
It just makes it so hard to accept it. Great fic BTW nice little tribute
4868086 He was diagnosed with Parkinsons, and was dealing with a crippling depression stemming from his former drug and alcohol addictions.
4868216 I know that, silly.
It was more of a rhetorical question.
That's the right word, right?
Great tribute.
Good bye to the man who could make everyone laugh but him self.
Nanu nanu
Good.
i imagined good old Rob' all the time, you got him perfectly, his humor, his rambunctiousness, but also his serious side, it was like watching him face to face.
Thank you for, at least a couple minutes, making him alive again.
4873285 That's about the best compliment I could get. Thank you, sincerely
Out of curiosity, I looked up Robin Williams in the search bar, and I didn't expect anything like this. Robin Williams was a truly incredible entertainer, a wonderful human being, and a pure spirit of happiness and laughter, just like Pinkie Pie.
Rest in peace, Oh Captain! My Captain!
He’s saying Hello Heaven on his radio now. RIP
I thought about him while I was reading this. His kinder side, gentle side, along with the energy, the sheer presence and depth he could bring up from his soul. Yet knowing that there might be more hidden depths to him that we did not know...that we may never know with his untimely passing. In a way he also reminded me of my own father, who passed on all too soon. This...was cleansing for me, in a way. And I thank you for the richness of this feeling I have experienced for reading this tale.