‘Finally, the serum is complete.’ The scientist hugged the phial with a giddy glee, looking toward his notes as he corked the fluid, and placed it in a beaker. Locking his door, he trotted down toward the Scientific discovery office. Once they saw his invention, they would have to give him a meeting with the Princess.
‘There’s a lot of Pegasi around today…’ Glancing up, the scientist adjusted his glasses, and then widened his eyes. There were no wings on the back of the ponies. Turning, he saw a poster about the exact same serum he had just created, and the free taste testing going on in the square he had been going to announce it.
“Tonic! Tonic! Get yer tonic! Guaranteed to make you fly!” There she was, a white pony with pink bobbing curls and a music Cutie Mark. Growling, he marched over and thrust a hoof at her, face beetroot red and scrunched up. Blinking, he coughed, took a step back, and began his rant.
“What are you doing with MY tonic! I just created this!” Breathing through his nose, his glare sent children crying. The mare looked him over, and then pulled out a notebook titled ‘research notes’. It was in a different hoofwriting too. Snatching it, the scientist could only widen his eyes as his notes, perfectly scripted in a different hoof, opened before him. What was more, the dates were different.
“But, it, I-” The scientist’s mind failed to compute the situation before him, and he fainted. Taking the note back, Sweetie casually burned them, looking down as a twinge of guilt passed through her before getting swiftly squashed. Levitating the pony, she placed him on the stand, and wrote out a note.
’You will find the proper notes under the desk.’ Slipping it under his hoof, Sweetie teleported away as a spell weaved through the air, quickly rousing him. Snorting awake, the scientist read the note, and pulled out exact duplicates of the notes he had just created, ink dry and writing formalised.
“Mister, may I have a potion?” A young white filly with curled hair approached, and the scientist rubbed his eyes, seeing the Cutie Mark. Confused as he was, he numbly hoofed over a potion, and rubbed his temple. Smiling sweetly, Sweetie turned, trotting away with her potion. Turning around a corner, she glanced back.
The scientist hoofed out another potion, and sighed, unable to comprehend the events of today. According to the documentation, he had submitted the potion on Monday, despite it being Wednesday. What’s more, he had an appointment with Princess Celestia on Friday. While he should be happy, his brain kept trying to work out how this was feasibly possible.
‘I wonder how he’ll handle this,’ mused Sweetie, turning and heading toward her inn. Arriving, she rummaged through her saddlebags, and gave the egg a gentle pat, smiling as she looked out the window. Finished that, she drunk down the potion, and dove out the window, flying toward the castle entrance.
’It shouldn’t be too hard for Celestia to pass me off as an Alicorn again.’
zis dis plefaxafrupp dreck fut di penk caxalo dit axas bun te bict
6128796 does that even say anything? or was that gibberish? (I am asking seriously as i really dont know)
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Je, ug'lo axafserutorupp lidd.
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It is indeed gibberish. But it's a cipher.
sooooooonnnnnn
Red Bull?
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!111ONEone
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Pum'rr axadmit Pum idniz zint yeep ciphol waxas loraxatow te zo ulr.
Pum sponk velo timo slyick te bigulo uk yeep ciphol zon zo sito ulr. Dimaxagino vupp sulpliso hon Pum beuct zis lidd axabtol kivick an. Vust baxachol zon bigulick uk semo kiffolisk ciphol.
Ah the joys of being in on a joke.
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Worr, censidolick zaxat Swootio dis keick te slupp zo hero Ariceln zick axagaxain...
A 'Plincopt' lobolonco disniz te vust eb pit chlotst.
I am thoroughly confused on this inside joke with the cipher :/
Worr di beuct zo slaxansraxatel
Pum onjeupp usick zis ciphol dit dis whighrupp axamusick te waxatst doepro fo cenbusow.
The countdown is nearly over~
DAMN YOUR MYSTERY!
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Someone mind explaining the infamous comment section cypher? Or do I need to get the government involved?
Worr, zis dis haxat whaxappons hon yeep axawaxaupp zo daxaupp up dimpeltaxank cruo dis bigulow uk. Arse, doepro soom te riko zo weld well pit ret.
Can someone please, in non cipher, explain where this cipher reference comes from?
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Have fun.
Hoofwriting
[technically since she's a unicorn she could also use hornwriting. But Equines don't have hands.]
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Poor scientist.
http://tinyurl.com/whoisbestpony = www.fimfiction.COM
http://tinyurl.com/whoisbestprincess = Gibberish Translator
http://tinyurl.com/sweetiebelle =
Tick...
BRAAAAACE!
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I guessed right as to the ultimate nature of the hunt.
who is best pone takes you to vocaloid pony on google images
I'm glad everyone made funny comments using the gibberish thing, now that the link died :,)