NEW STORY! · 9:40am Jan 21st, 2013
So, at work today an idea hit me. My latest story is somewhat of a self-insert as its about my OC, but what about an actual self-insert story? I have no idea what all the details of it would be and 90 percent of it is going to be written off the top of my head, but its not meant to be a serious story because its self-insert and I hate that kind of story being posted as a story. Stories like that are for the author only because it helps them escape their own reality and momentarily live in a world where everything is going perfect for them and I understand the need to have that sort of feeling and I wish people wouldn't throw it out into everyone's faces and scream "READ THIS SHIT!"
With this story its mostly being done for simple shits and giggles, follow along if you like, ignore it if you like, I honestly don't care. I'm mostly posting it so my skype friends can get a few cheap laughs and blah blah blah. So for readers who give a good god damn (and skype people) heres what i've got so far!
I know that as you read this you probably don't believe a single word of it is true and probably think its just another one of those Doctor Who Crossovers. But trust me when I tell you that every word of this is true and I will never forget the amazing adventures I had with the Doctor. I wish they didn't have to end, but I couldn't just leave my life behind. As wonderful as that would be there are things here that are important to me and require my attention. But enough about that, you are all here to hear about all the stuff I saw in Ponyville. It all started...pretty strangely.
It was a normal day(well night), I had just gotten off work (which sucked as usual) and sat down at my laptop in an attempt to escape the rut i've stuck myself into in life. I opened notepad, turned up my music, locked my door, and started to write. I was trying to update a couple of stories and trying to convince myself that people still read what I write. It was while writing a tidbit about the Doctor that I paused and gave out a loud sigh.
"Man...Why can't the Doctor be real?" I let myself think aloud. It was the middle of the damn night, who was gonna hear me? I silently hoped that something exciting would happen and even peeked out my window wondering if that tell tale noise would begin ringing in my backyard like all Dr Who fans do. (Don't lie, you've done it, you know you have!) Of course I was dissapointed.
All I saw was the usual darkness of my backyard. Reluctantly I went back to my writing, but nothing would come to me. It would be another night without the fulfillment of an update and simply a night of depressing blank notepadedness (yes its a word, shut up). In frustration I turned to video games, throwing in the latest zombie game for the Wii-U, let out my anger on some unsuspecting useless zombies and eventually grew bored with it and just let the TV drone on in the background while I attempted to return to notepad. Again, no luck, a few sentances here and there but nothing worth posting about. All in all, just like every other night.
Now this is the part where you all expect me to say 'And then the Doctor showed up and awesomness happened!" well no. He didn't show up. He crashed.
That last line will most likely be edited out but meh.
...Lol, never read a Self-insert that started like this! At least you're making it fun, some of the others I've read were...unbearable...
738601 Thats why I always steer clear of them, cause they are all about the author. A story is meant for the readers, especially when you throw it out there for them to read. I figured I could just have a little fun with this.