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alai20


Always open to edit, usually no longer then a week, tops. I like to debate, watch Supernatural and Sherlock, and YouTube. (That's about it, really. I know. I'm really boring.)

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Speeding Shadow will conquer the world with her terrible excuse for a southern accent and jokester attitude, starting with a certain someones' empire.

(Side note: It was two a.m. when I wrote this, apparently I was so tired that I wrote a story. I don't even remember writing this, tbh. Let's see how this turns out.)

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EDITS/COMMENTARY

I said smugly to the colt who was questioning me.

I have no idea how the word colt relates to real horses, but colt for ponies means a male child. Stallion is used for male adults.

“We’re already granting you immunity for everything you’ve already done,

Immunity? Like, immunity from diseases, or does immunity mean something else that I didn't know about? I think you might have meant amnesty.

What else is there that you want?” He inquired.

Don't capitalize he.

The colt awkwardly pursed his lipstogether as I gave a small smirk.

Needs a space there.

“But first, I need you to answer a question for me,” I paused shortly, not really giving him time to answer.

This should be with the last paragraph, because this isn't the other guy talking.

“Tell me hon, who else is on duty at this hour?

Same issue as above.

“Hm. All those men, coming for me, of all ponies? Momma always said that I would be an eye catcher.

:rainbowlaugh: Reading this in your sassy voice you do sometimes makes this so much funnier. Oh yeah, and men should be stallions.

Now, along with full immunity

Same issue as the second comment.

His earpiece lit up, and he touched the side.

When did ponies have earpieces? And when did they light up? (No, seriously, do real earpieces light up whenever audio's coming through them? Because that's pretty cool, and I'll also look for that whenever seeing someone talking to themselves before assuming they're crazy.)

Ahh, good times.

Ahh should have one h.

“Mrs. Shadow?

When did you get married? Or is Speeding Shadow married, but you're not?

President Baer

Is s/he a pony? That's a odd name for a pony.

I could finally kill the woman

Mare is the proper word for ponies.

Portable shield, much? But, alas, I need to pretend that’s bad. Nobody has caught on to my trend yet, so let’s just go for it.

Is the reader supposed to be confused, or is that because I'm sporadically reading this while flipping between tabs typing out edits?

“Fine. Get me out of these stupid cuffs and onto the road. The Grand Office is about… 51 minutes away from here, maybe? I was planning to arrive before sunset.”

Where are they? This isn't Equestria, for sure. You might want to clear this up earlier, but if that was intentional then I'm fine with that.

this one was a colt.

Should be stallion.

Jeez, was this guy, like, the most generic person in the world or something?

:rainbowlaugh: I love it when characters notice tropes.

Agh, my arm!”

Should be foreleg for ponies, or just leg.

What did my mother say before you killed her?

It'd be cool if you added some foreshadowing to this when Shadow saw this guy walk up.

“Well, she said something about… a Daniel.

Is this Daniel a pony too?

I wanted to shoot his other arm too,

Should again be foreleg.

I hurt his shooting hoof, and that’s enough for me.

How would a pony shoot with hooves? The way I've seen stories get around this is in Fallout Equestria unicorns shoot with their magic and pegasi and earth ponies hold the gun with their mouths and pull the trigger back with their tongues.

The sheriff confessed.

Might want to add in their what the emotion in his voice was when he said his line.

when I heard the click of a loaded gun.

I thought Shadow shot his shooting hoof.

He shot at me, and I dropped to the ground. I got up again

You also might want to add the pain that's she's feeling right now, and where she got shot at.

We struggled for a bit, too close to use our guns on each other. I knew that he would tire first, and I’m pretty sure he knew that too. We stood and observed each other.

That was fast. You should describe more of the fight.

Well fine. I’ll find a way,

Should be a comma between well and fine.

Standstill my butt.

:rainbowlaugh: Without the cuss word this just adds to the comedy of the story. You would think such a bada** character like that would cuss, but it's even funnier when she doesn't, and uses a substitute instead.

I hate this stupid job,” I muttered.

This is a job? And she hates it? You might want to foreshadow this earlier on in the story.

Overall, I thought it was pretty funny. Considering it is a short story, it makes sense that this isn't building up to something else, but you may want to hint a little at what her overall objective is in this mission. Some parts at times were a little confusing, but that might just be because I'm reading this about one paragraph at a time before commenting on something. That southern accent also added to the comedy of the story.

6739861 Thanks! I totally understand when you said some parts were difficult to understand, I didn't even know where I was going with this. Thanks for commenting :twilightblush:

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