The sun was rising in Ponyville, and one pony in particular was up early for that day's business. Thompson Lordsworth had drunk just a bit too much coffee last night, and couldn't sleep as a result. As he made his way through the town he couldn't help but notice that everything had gone all screwy. The houses were floating, ponies were going crazy and quite frankly he just couldn't get his head around any of it. He decided to head for Twilight Sparkle's library, believing that she would hold the answers to just what on earth was going on. As he did so he noticed that everything seemed to speed up for a while, resulting in morning turning to late afternoon before his very eyes. He assumed that this was just part and parcel of the chaos surrounding him, but then he looked at the library, which he had reached by this point, and saw Rarity, Applejack, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy appear before his very eyes.
"Oi, Girls!" He shouted as he ran towards them."Do any of you know what's goi-" He began before he heard Twilight's voice from above him.
"Look out! Here comes Tom!" She shouted.
"Tom? Who on earth's To-" He said before a great big rock came smashing down on his head. He was dazed, near death, but in that instant. He had a vision.
Before his eyes he saw lights, colours, shapes. It was like he'd drunk far too much expired milk and was only now paying the price. The shapes constantly changed until they seemed to stick on a coherent form. A human, sitting at a computer. He muttered to himself as he typed.
"he...decided..to...head...for...Twilight....Sparkle-No wait, I can't put that in yet its early morning and that bit took place in the afternoon, I think. Oh well, the readers ain't gonna notice, are they?" He said as he continued typing. Then white light began to fill Thompson's vision as the rock was lifted off him, but that was, as difficult as this may be to believe, not important right now. He stared blankly up at the ponies surrounding him.
"I'm sorry sir, are you all right?" Twilight asked him, the other ponies either off bickering about some random comment or about the rock that struck him.
"I......I see it all." Thompson said, dumbstruck.
"Pardon?" Twilight said in confusion.
"I SEE IT ALL!!" Thompson cried out as he got up suddenly and ran off. He ran and ran until he reached the Everfree Forest, at which point he stopped to collect his thoughts."I am original. I am inserted. I am free! The chainsof this reality that other ponies are permanently shackled to do not have me! I CAN DO ANYTHING!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs."Now just one thing remains to know....What to do?"
ehhhhhh im not sure if i entirely like where this is going....ill track it but i think you should have waited until you had a couple chapters before posting because I didn't get a good enough feel from just the one.
That sounds like it has very much potential in becoming a very good story ! I can help out if you'd like, re-reading, feedback and such.
"We are only as free as our maker allows us to be." -Character from a fanfic I have not yet finished (at at this point probably never will).
The problem with knowing that you're a character in a book is that there's really nothing you can do about it. If he believes otherwise Thompson is a fool. All you'd need to do is press delete a few times and he's go back to not knowing, which means that if he is allowed to continue down his path that he is still doing what you want him to.
Unless he is simply misunderstanding what it is that he is seeing. Perhaps I'm simply off my rocker, but if there are other worlds/Universes then it is quite possible that rather than actually creating anything we are simply recording the events that have unfolded (albeit imperfectly) rather than truly creating them which would make us Scribes rather than Authors.
41048 deep. I wonder if there is a universe were our world is a TV show/book/movie?
Damn it, I was about to make one with the same idea.