Rainbow Dash lives an exciting life and is swiftly becoming the most daring, awesome pegasus in all of Equestria. She would gladly give it all up, though, just to confess her love to Applejack.
"Beat it! Beat ittt!" A thug shrieked as he and his comrades fled out through the front of the partially demolished nightclub. "Midnight's gone! Buck! Get the buck out!"
"Hey!" WHURRR-CLANK! Stu Leaves pivoted his mech around, grabbed a table, and flung it after the stallions. "You forgot your change!" SMASH! As the debris and splinters settled, he pivoted and smiled down at Rainbow. "Heh... do you get it? Because it's like I'm giving him change for a money payment that never happened, when in fact I'm only promising to deal more pain and—"
"Rule Number One of Awesomeness!" Rainbow sneered. "Don't ruin the moment!"
Mulia lifted her head from where she hid it in the downy chest of Gustave. "Are... are th-they gone?"
"Looks like it," Donut Joe said, squinting at the delapidated entrance. He turned to smirk up at Stu. "Way to go, feather-cap! You really gave them the run for the money!"
"Is this real life?" Gustave murmured.
Mulia patted the griffon. "Just roll with hit, Le Grande."
"Good timing, Stu!" Rainbow's voice cracked. "I'm sure I would have found a way to turn things around eventually, but your arrival totally made things a heck of a lot easier! Now we just gotta—"
"Erm... hold up one second," Stu said. WhurrrrCLUMP! CLUMP! CLUMP! He marched the heavy machine past her.
She blinked, craning her neck to see him approach the stage. "The hay are you doing...?"
"What else?!" Stu undid the last bound creature and then ripped the lids off the cages capturing the rest. "Freeing these innocent citizens! They were about to be eviscerated, after all!"
"Stu, wake up!" Rainbow grunted. "None of them are real!"
"Still, they deserve better!" The stallion said from within his mech. "After all, a few of them helped me find this place! And you wouldn't believe who they looked like!"
"Lemme guess..." Rainbow leaned against a table, folding her front limbs. "They looked just like the Apple Family."
Stu gasped, swiveling around in his steamy metal walker to gawk at her. "How'd you know?!" Just then, a stampede of mules, diamond dogs, and buffalo ripped past him. "Whoah! Not so fast!" He reeled in his suit, almost tipping over like a giant metal tortoise. "Eheheheh..." He performed a creaking salute, joints steaming. "You're mighty welcome, citizens!"
"Unnngh... Stu..." Rainbow facehoofed, sighing. "They're not real..."
"Sorry..." Stu fidgeted like a shy toddler inside his mech. "I-I guess I can't help it. This whole city is so nasty and mean. Did you know that I woke up to a bunch of colts banging all over my suit with baseball bats?"
"No kiddin'?" Donut Joe exclaimed.
"Hey, Joe!" Stu waved a metal hoof—inexplicaby tearing a part of the stage to shreds. CRACK! He winced, then conitnued: "Nice to see you guys in one piece! Especially you, Rainbow!" He smirked. "So you're the 'Blue Jay,' huh?"
"I guess," Rainbow said, wincing as she stretched and unstretched her artificial wings. "For some reason, the dream thinks I wanna be this rogue anti-Shindig bandit or something..."
"Heh... lucky you," Stu said. "I've no clue who the 'Red Rook' is. Apparently he's a former protector of Shindig turned into a 'traitorous' protector of the abused populace of Philanthropy. Heh... who'd a thunk it, am I right?"
"And then you met members of the Apple Family...?"
"Well, they weren't the actual Apple Family," Stu said. "I mean, this is just a dream world, and they certainly weren't named the same." Stu shrugged, venting steam from his suit. "Wish I could explain it! It's almost as if some of AJ is here with us."
"Yeah," Rainbow said, nodding. "I've noticed that myself."
"Wait..." Mulia blinked. "You mean to say that this friend of yours is... somehow trying to help you through the dream?"
"It's a long story," Donut Joe muttered.
"Well, we're all ears!" Mulia exclaimed. "Isn't that right, Gustave?"
"This place smells like rat feces."
"Ermm..."
Rainbow squinted at Stu. "You okay there, buddy?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah..." Stu nevertheless huffed and puffed. "But darn if I wish I could get a breath of fresh air." He shuddered in his suit. "I've been stuck in this big ol' thing since I woke up in Philanthropy. It's nice being able to rescue ponies and be a hero, but what I wouldn't give to sweat a bit less, you know?"
FLASH! Epcot materialized in front of him, smirking. "Well, all you had to do was ask, silly!" She pulled at a red lever. "Zoop!"
PHWISSSSSH! The front of the suit spread open like a metal flower, and Stu's body slipped out in a pool of his own sweat.
Whump!
Rainbow winced. "Ah jeez. You okay?"
"Phweeeeeeeee..." Stu swiped his naked brow and smiled in relief. "Never betterrrrr." He shuddered, lips curved. "Though I could use a drink." With a calm breath, he looked down at his body... then shrieked like a filly: "MY WINGS!"
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...Not that I would understand the mechanics involved in being placed inside a suit like that for a number of hours, but...it took him that long to realize his wings were gone?
Also, it kindasorta seems like Gustave is becoming a little more lucid. That, or his random statements just happen to coincide with the situation at hand.
Heh.
Heh. Eat it Stu.
Forrest Gump reference. Stupid is as stupid does. Well, it ought to be. Just replace what with as. And it seems right somehow, equating Stu with Stupid. They even have the same first syllable!
I'm so glad you gave such strong hints that Applejack feels something for Rainbow as well, otherwise I'd be so stressed right now I couldn't focus. Seriously how do you do it? I've been actively reading stories on here for over 2 years, and nothing gets me like your writing. Your stories feel like such an adventure, with such powerful ups and downs that it makes them all so much more intense. I'm a filmmaker, and recently I've started doing a lot more serious work, (I'm director of photography for a feature film coming up, not a huge budget, but it's solid, and it'll be in 250 theaters in England), not trying to brag, but the point is I wish I knew a writer as talented as you in real life. I swear, I am so sick of reading cliche, boring scripts where I can't connect with the characters it sickens me. Everyone is far to focused with the visuals, which is funny since I'm a cinematographer. But to me cinematography isn't all about the aesthetic, (though that is obviously a large part of it). It's about capturing a story, and emotion. Good cinematography keeps you sucked into the film, and makes you feel for the characters as your writing does. I may of just highly digressed, but the point remains the same. Even though I compliment your writing ALL the time, I still feel like I don't do it enough. I look forward to the day where I may be able to work on a film written as well as one of your stories. (Also, I actually am on a computer this time haha, so don't let me get away with any typos I missed, you grammar nazis).
5699346 Well, since you issued the challenge…
It's may have, not may of.
Also, don't use commas before or after a parenthesized clause or sentence.
Some paragraph breaks would be nice too.
Sincerely, your neighborhood grammar nazi.
5699401 nice, i perciate the gramer help!
Well, the gang's all here. Initiate operation: We're going to attempt to save Applejack from bad guys, temporarily have our flanks handed to us only to turn the tables in a hilarious, nonsensical, and quite spectacular fashion, while gaining an appreciation for harmony, finding another chaos shard, and forcing our enemies to gather together to counter our composite badflankery. Or as I like to call it: Plan
StupidAwesome.Which brings up a thought: Won't it be terrible if/when Shindig and sons join the alliance of flankholes and villainy? If they know anything about Applejack, they'll be able to track her to ponyville. and if they start sniffing around there, they'll find Rainbow in a heartbeat. She's not exactly a low profile individual.
Hmmmm, how very interesting.
"Heh... lucky you," Stu said. "I've no clue who the 'Red Rook' is. Apparently he's a former protector of Shindig turned into a 'traitorous' protector of the abused populace of Philanthropy. Heh... who'd a thunk it, am I right?"
I wonder if Philanthropy is the rightful owner of the sim. We are assuming that Applejack is the dreamer who augmented Dashie and Stu with special abilities, but what if it's Philanthropy himself?
From what Stu said, it would certainly seem that they are not necessarily in agreement, or that Philanthropy (the city) has welcomed Shindig with open forelegs.
Stu at the end of this chapter
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No, it's just fantasy.
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She feels something for both RD and Stu giving them MacGuffins. She doesn't know the others so she isn't really aware of them as much as Blue Jay and Red Rook.
I can't blame them for running away. After all, no one wants to be defeated.
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Are you saying they're trapping in a landslide with no escape from reality?
But you wanna be fair!
They told him don't you ever come around here
Don't want to see your face, you better disappear
Edit: I see everyone else already did this.