Eleven authors worked to create a story together, writing just one hundred words each — but all they had to work with were the one hundred words that were written by the person before them. This is probably the most random thing you will ever read.
Eleven authors worked to create a story together, writing just one hundred words each — but all they had to work with were the one hundred words that were written by the person before them.
Presented to you now is the result of their combined endeavours... although, upon reading, it will quickly become apparent that the use of the 'Random' tag is well justified.
For Princess Twilight Sparkle, today started out like any other day.
She got up, had a shower, put her regalia on, had breakfast, made a checklist of the day's activities, double-checked the checklist and then sat down with a book - as was her forte - while waiting for her friends to arrive.
But after a while, it became apparent that her friends weren't going to turn up. So, with a sigh, Twilight put her book away and went outside. Taking in a lungful of crisp, fresh air, she pondered where her first stop was going to be.
Twilight went over to Sugarcube Corner, where Pinkie Pie lived. As she trotted over to Ponyville Town Square, she noticed that nopony was outside.
When she arrived at the bakery, she realised the door was shut. It was blocked and had a sign on it saying 'Condemned.'
Suddenly, Twilight heard something moving inside. She lit her horn up, ready to fight, and blasted the door open. It broke several paintings, and burned some walls as she walked in to find a zombie.
'Pinkie, what are you doing?' Twilight asked nervously.
Pinkie stared at Twilight with a very big grin on her face. 'You know why that sign says 'Condemned' on the door? Because I did this!'
Pulling away a blanket, she revealed a pegasus stallion lying on the floor.
'His name was Slide Fortissimo. He wanted a delicious cupcake — but since he began playing the trombone professionally, I started to get a little bit jealous. I've been watching him and now he's dead!' Pinkie began to laugh maliciously. 'Also, Twilight... I want you to go bury his body!' she shouted.
As the Crusaders went to find the blank flank Pinkie mentioned, she tried to recall what on Earth... Equestria... What's the planet called again?
She couldn’t remember. Her mind was hazy, memories and trains of thought beyond reach.
'It's almost as if somepony only gave me a hundred words of background information,' the pink anomaly wondered aloud, before laughing. 'But that's silly, who'd do that?'
She vaguely recalled watching for ponies and being very mean to one tangerine - or was it orange? Some citrus fruit - mare who'd tried to talk to her.
Pinkie closed her eyes and fell on her haunches. She crossed her forehooves and closed her eyes, deep in thought.
Images of ponies and their names appeared in her mind's eye, finally stopping at an image of a tangerine-coloured mare. Pinkie flinched at the appearance of a red exclamation point above her head and looked up.
'What happened?' she murmured, just as she was startled by a hard knock on the counter from a teal-maned crystal unicorn stallion. 'Whoopsie daisy!' Pinkie said. 'Sorry, here's your blueberry muffin!'
Pinkie gave a relieved sigh as she watched the stallion leave.
Something about him made her nervous. Actually, something about crystal ponies in general made her nervous. It hadn't always been like this, but after the whole thing with the sleepover, Pinkie was wary around them. Still, she couldn't turn away loyal customers.
'Okay, who's next?'
The bakery door opened. She glanced toward the newcomer idly, before dropping her cookies in shock.
'Hey!'
'Oopsie!' Pinkie gave the fuming stallion an apologetic smile. 'I'm having an off day...'
Her thoughts wandered back to the tangerine coloured mare. She was the pony from her vision... but who was she?
More than a few heads turned at Pinkie's claim of an off day, nervous expressions abounding. She quickly prepared a second batch for the stallion, presenting him with one of her brightest smiles. It seemed to mollify him, and she was left with only the mare.
Itchy back, pinchy knee and twitchy nose?
She never experienced that order from her Pinkie Sense before. Was it new, all those things happening at once?
'You seem startled.' the tangerine mare smiled at her. 'Don’t be. I came for you after all.'
Pinkie's eyes widened and her cheeks heated. 'Ah-bwuaah?'
Pinkie soon bounced back with the two cupcakes, one in a hoof and the other balanced on her nose. With a flick of her head the cupcake landed on the counter, the other one quickly joining it.
'That'll be five bits!' Pinkie said as she smiled at the mystery mare, who began digging in her bag for the money.
'Here you are,' she said, holding the bits in her teeth as she dropped them on the counter. She then collected her cupcakes, taking a bite of one and humming contentedly as the taste of strawberry washed over her tongue.
The tangerine mare trotted through Ponyville, finishing off her cupcakes as she came to rest at a tree just outside town. Looking around, she saw that she was alone — at which, her form changed to that of a supposedly reformed Lord of Chaos.
'This has been a rather... interesting day,' he said. 'Zombies, cupcakes... and poor old Twilight Sparkle stuck at the hospital with a stallion she doesn't even know. I dare say that my little scheme to shape the very fabric of time and space has worked.'
He cloned himself, each clone giving him a round of applause.