Following an incident involving mislabeled sodium and an exploding toilet, Celestia orders Sweetie Bot to register herself as a lethal weapon.
Join Sweetie Bot in her harrowing fight against mountains of paperwork and underpaid government employees.
Something silly started a couple years ago in response to a prompt from this group.
Probably should not be taken seriously. At all.
This was one of the funniest fanfics I have read in a while, and I have been binge reading fanfics all week. Great job!
This is pretty silly, I was wondering if you wanted any criticism? There's a few moments where the pony in question, or bot, could simply have their thoughts being displayed instead of narrative. Also, something like this:
Her empathy chip was overheating, so all she could do was slowly reach up a hoof, retrieve her now-useless paperwork, and slowly trudge away.
Maybe have her look inside her body to see that it was overheating? Sigh and walk away.
Why can't I like this multiple times?
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My first thought to reading this was having Sweetie Bot take her head off and hold it in her hooves as she looked back inside herself; but I don't think that's what you had in mind.
The fun levels are at maximum efficiency.
That's some awesome science.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
This is so fucking beautiful I'm crying and laughing at the same time
Celestia is smart, she aimed her missile st the target. A missile named Sweetie Bot and it true.
And Sweetie Bots praises were sung for all time!
Like protocol initiated!
This gave me the greatest mental image of Sweetie Belle just rocket farting all over the place.
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That is exactly the image you were supposed to get.
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Well, as they say, great success.
This was a triumph!
I'm making a note here: Huge Success
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.
Anyone care to explain? I'm not sure I understand here.
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Spot fires are little fires that pop up when fighting wildfires, sometimes by blowing embers, and they must be put out quickly. A spot-not-fire, then, is a place where there is no fire and therefore Sweetie Bot needed to make sure there was fire there.
The entertainment levels seem to be malfunctioning. They are reading a value greater than 9,000.
this was great!
And this last, tiny, little bit of text bumps the story from my "Good stuff" shelf to my "Favorites" shelf. I haven't laughed that hard in days.
Set phasers to hug!
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This is golden!!!
WTF?!
what is this, the Department of Redundancy Department?
Sequel please
This is a good thing and you should feel good for having made it!!!!!
(Flashback to college bureaucracy)
Yeah, Sweetie earned everything she got post-rampage. Magnificent work.
I can just imagine her jetting by, and then a few moments later, a few ponies walk by and ask "Okay, who farted?".
And because of the lack of seriousness, I can't help but imagine Friendship is Witchcraft Sweetie Bot voice.
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The thing is that government building like that are just that frustrating. I mean, have you ever had to deal with Social Security?
So, does Sweetie Bot now have a position as the captain of the royal guard?
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Nice to have a good establishment for the tone in a starting chapter.
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But seriously, it's actually more accurate than it sounds.
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A question for the Ages.
Sequel please?
rogal dorn: yay bureaucracy
Lmao
I think the word you are looking for is camera.
Where is the fuel for a jet engine stored if there's space for retractable wheels, a retractable tail, a speaker and an oil container inside her, along with all the batteries and computer parts to simulate thinking? Does she have ten seconds of propulsion and that's it? If so, isn't it a waste of resources to implement a jet engine?
*Burghley's theme intensifies
ROCKET LAUNCHERS?!?! Multiple? It would be pointless without ammunition. There are multiple rocket launchers, with rocket ammunition, lasers, which need a lot of power to do any damage besides damaging organic eyes, so there would have to be large batteries, along with an angle grinder, lots of fuel, and a flamethrower, along with the jet engine, retractable tail, and computer parts, all in a robot the size of a dog.
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A dog with the strength of fifty gorillas that could rip your arm off and beat you to death with it. So there's a -little- bit of concern there, a smidge or so.