//------------------------------// // Week 1 // Story: The Journal of a civilized Parasprite // by Psycho-genius brony //------------------------------// Day 1 This is my first day on the road and I've almost gotten killed already. I floated through the woods stopped to eat a zap apple, and then a pack of timberwolves attack me. Thanks to my ability of flight, I was able to escape. I have a few seeds in my satchel. Luckily for me, I discovered a two rocks one denser(I avoided a sexual joke) than the other. I can probably carve words into the softer rock. I believe that I can use arcane words to focus magic. I may be able to enchant my stuff if I can find any magic infused gems. I am on the edge of the Everfree forest. I will perch in this tree I'm writing on to sleep for the night. Good night, every sentient being! Day 2 I am writing from under a discarded couch in Fluttershy's attic. The dust bunnies are soft enough to sleep on though. It appears Fluttershy isn't as Parasprite friendly as she used to. I wanted to stay and I was somewhat defiant. Then her assertiveness kicked in and since I'm able to use the STARE myself, I ended up having to flee from an army of Fluttershy's pets, led by High Commander Angel, to avoid getting murdered violently and painfully. This is my second close call this week. There is an old superstition that says things occur in threes. Maybe it will be the that one and I'll survive life's third attempt to kill me, or it will be the other superstition where called third time's the charm. I hope not. Good night again all sentient beings! Day 3 I decided to leave Fluttershy's attic. Bad idea. Now I've been taken captive by Angel. I believe that he's going to starve me into submission and the interrogate me to tell him how to vanquish a parasprite for good. I'm starving! I ate all the crumbs I got from my friends and I'm tempted to eat my Zap apple seeds. I think I'd get shot by lightning if I tried to eat them. Angel has been trying to murder me endlessly. He's tried knives, chainsaws, warheads, a piano, fifty four bullet shells, and an electric chair. I hear him rummaging around in Fluttershy's shed. He's got a bottle of gasoline and a lighter! Crap! I'm going to throw the journal out of the way so it doesn't get burned. Good night every sentient being. Day 4 Note to self; Stay away from fires! He burned me for 46 hours. My skin is charred and my eyes are discolored. I have one red eye and one blue eye. I suppose my blood was de oxygenated by all that smoke and one eye got all the oxygen. I'm going to put this down for a while. Angel has a cup to drown me in. I don't want it to get wet. Peh! Pooh! I was drowned in that until 11 at midnight! This is getting aggravating tommorow, I will try to find a way to escape. Day 5 I've closely observed all of the things trapping me here. If my eyes aren't too damaged, there are 50 guards around my cage, a wire cage, the guards wield blobs of sticky gelatin. If i get hit by it, I can't fly I get stuck to the ground and I can't move. This is like a maximum security prison. There are three exits to this room. A tunnel where Angel comes in and out of with weapons of torture. There is a window above my cage, and for some strange reason, I feel like flying into a power socket to get out. I think I would set on fire and electrocuted from that. I'll wait until Angel leaves the room tommorow to try to get out. Day 6 How do I explain this? I finally got out of Fluttershy's basement torture room, but I used an unexpected ability. I will explain how in story-telling mode. I sat in the cage waiting for Angel to leave. A few minutes later, I opened my mouth and ate the front side of the wire cage. I flew out of the cage at full speed. I headed for the door, but the guards had already mobilized to seal off my probable exits. the window and the door were blocked, so I flew at the power socket and what occured next was completely ballast. I went into the socket, turned into electricity, traveled through the wires, and came out inside Pinkie's oven while she was baking a cake. I was hungry so I stole a few bites of the cake while it was baking. Luckily, I got charred black, so I was camoflaged to the oven walls. When Pinkie took opened the oven and took out the cake, I hid under the cake pan and flew out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I'm hanging out in her room right now. I'm hiding in the one spot she'll never look. I'm hiding in her mane. It was either that or the inside of the cupcake on her bedside cabinet. Day 7 I find that sleeping in her mane was a bad idea. She took a shower this morning while I was sleeping. I almost drowned. I know that I can stand drowning easily, but I was suffocating on her hair! It tasted sweet, but also somewhat sad. It's like tasting your own blood. It tastes slightly good, but the feeling of it is somewhat awful. I'm heading to Rarity's today. I hope to steal some magic induced gems. Then again, I need a job. I don't feel like taking them without paying. I don't have any bits, but I can't ask for them either. I've been told that my eyes glitter like gems, so I'll leave one behind. I think I'll leave behind my blue eye. I think that it seems as deep as the sea. I'm going to trade an enchanted gem for one of my eyes. I think I can find a leaf to make an eyepatch for myself. Anyway, I decided I'm going to hang out on Pinkie's roof for tonight. It seems safer than staying in Pinkie's mane. I should probably go nocturnal. It seems safer to do things at night rather than day. Good night, every sentient being.