A Self Insert Is In Your Bed
warewolves
You dump your bills on the floor, heaving a sigh as you close your eyes. Your brain didn’t want to admit it, but you knew what day it was. Sure, normally a Monday was always a terrible day, the end of a wonderful weekend of peace and potato chips. However, there was an even bigger reason why you were dreading today.
You wonder how many would call you insane for saying you are worried about your bed. At the very least, they might try to make lewd jokes about it. Your lip curls up in distaste, there were some things you just didn’t joke about. Unless you were drunk, in which case all bets were off.
Opening the door to your room, you are forced to consider the fact this pony was unlike any you had seen. It was a red and black Alicorn, and its butt had a picture of the universe, at least from what you recognised, on its flank. At the moment the alicorn was smoking a cigarette while somehow texting into a phone. As your eyes met, the pony gives a smirk.
“Hey, I’m Gary, but you can call me Stue-d, stud. I stuttered a bit there.” This ‘Gary’ sits up, tossing the cigarette onto your table, leaving burn marks. You silently mourn it, knowing those kinds of marks never came out, and said a lot about you, who owned the room. Picking up the cigarette in disgust, you toss it into the bin, and turn to Gary.
“Listen, Gary-” Unsurprisingly, he cut you off as he leapt into the air to hover slightly above you. Secretly, you wonder if that was due to you being taller, and him feeling ‘less’ because of it. Shaking your head, you force yourself to focus. It didn’t matter who was bigger. Well, you wouldn’t deny it wasn’t a bad thing either.
“Listen, I’m a human who just became the seventh element and I’m currently looking for the other elements so I can convince them I’m a good guy despite the fact I grew up in the Everfree but am apparently a human.”
Wait, what?
Forcing your brain to disregard everything you heard, and decide to just focus on what Gary was asking for. At the very least, he hadn’t done any harm beyond marking your furniture. Silently you mourned the fact your standards had lowered so much a mark was considered a good outcome.
“You just missed them, take the thingymabob to the dealio and you can find them.” You decide to just make something up, knowing if this pony was smart, he would instantly recognize it from the bored expression and obvious missing words.
“Of course!” And so, Gary Stue/d grabbed your computer, and smashed it into your bed, creating a purple portal. You watch as he gives a single wave, and jumps into it. As it vanishes, you fall to the ground, tears coming down your eyes as you begin to pull at your hair, staring toward the ceiling.
“My computer!”
“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooe!”
Well... that was short and sweet.
*chuckle*
I was gonna leave a joke self insert comment, but my feet are frozen/asleep, and I'm not in the right mindset, but great job on the chapter anyways
I....
Don't think....
I liked this one.
I'm sorely tempted to do this.
Where do I sign up?
5534087
In the story description, there is a link to the blog post. Just click on that link, read the instructions, comment your proposal, and go from there. It's open to anyone who wants to participate.
5534073
On that day the Titans received a grim reminder...that they lived in fear of mankind.
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Oh god. I dont know how the protagonist survives this. A red and black alicorn oc, who is the 7th element, and is apparently a Gary Stu?! Just kill me now!
Should have said "shove a knife into a donut" instead, Anon....
5534266
Pfft...
5534162
Indeed. And that's something I noticed only AFTER I made that comment.
5534471
No biggie. Hard to remember what the story description says after 30+ chapters of random, gratuitous, pony-in-bed disasters.
5534484
More to come, I'm sure.
You had me at 'dealio'.
wat
5534991 No, it really is. That's the reason is my favourite pillow. (also, I overslept to work. Staying up till 2 AM is bad)
Argh... Self-insert is bad enough, being a fanfic of yourself, but a Gary Stue as well? We're gonna need more bleach.
<'cause those things are smelly.)
Just kidding. This story was a fun little poke at ...the denizens of the shallow end of the pool.
5534266 please... just explain this image to me.
~Leonzilla
Aw, you poor dumb. Everyone knows you stab Stus and Sues on sight.
The computer will be mourned....
5533776
Legally, it had to be, lest the author was sued for grievous mental harm.
Please
...sunset is the seven
Its the 8th you're thinking about
11519610
Ah, but traditionally on FimFiction the self-insert second-person protagonist was the sixth element 'cause Sunset hadn't been invented yet.
Sunset is the element of Done With Your St:
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