//------------------------------// // ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ˜• // Story: ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸŒŽ // by Thought Prism //------------------------------// Author's Note: I'm putting this into the body of the chapter to pad out the wordcount, as Fimfic does not count emojis as words when they clearly are. Especially when you basically use them to invent your own pictographic language on the fly. It's still the spirit of the contest, I'm sure. Given the extra time and effort readers will have to expend just trying to translate what exactly I'm trying to say here, this will most likely end up as the 'longest' story in the contest regardless. I'm curious to see how well you guys will be able to understand what each string of emojis means. Theoretically, even somebody not fluent in English could feasibly 'read' a good chunk of this. Be sure to comment with any questions and share your interpretations of the madness! ~ ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ’ญ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ‘จ It was an ordinary morning in Ponyville. So ordinary as to be clichรฉ. The sun hung ripe in the cloudless sky, and the residents were going about their lives amidst a pleasant lull devoid of monster attacks or wildly escalating friendship problems. One such resident, among the most well-known of ponies in town, was full of energy even at this early hour: Pinkie Pie. Ever exuberant, she went about her work with a grin from ear to ear, optimistic as always about the day ahead. However, a shiver unlike any she'd ever felt before crept down her spine. A dread warning from her Pinkie Sense, moments before disaster struck. For that was when, all of a sudden, ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸŒŽ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿš†๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿƒโฌ‡๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ‘€๐ŸŽก๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌAm I the only one seeing this... what do I even call this? A Doozy of the Medium? ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿดโธ๐Ÿ‘„โ˜•๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ”ฎโ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŒ„๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌOkay, something very, very fishy is going on here. I should probably get to the bottom of it! ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€โ€๐Ÿงข๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐ŸŽญโ˜๐Ÿ”š Twilight will know how to fix this! At least, I hope she does. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ“คโฌœ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”šTwilight! Twilight, it's an emergency! The author of this story has gone mad! ๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜จโ“๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”งโ“ ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌYes! Where is she? This is urgent, I need to see her like RIGHT THIS SECOND! ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ…๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„โœ…๐Ÿ“œโŒ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌDon't worry, I won't tell her you let me in. Thanks! ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐ŸƒโŒ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜•โซ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌYou're still here, thank goodness! Wait, what am I saying, of course you are. But seriously, Twilight, I am low-key freaking the heck out right now. ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ’งโœ…๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿง๐Ÿดโ›”โ“ ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌWhat's wrong? The world is broken! Cast into a depth of lunacy even Discord would not dare fathom! And nopony else seems to notice! ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿข๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿง๐Ÿดโ›”โ“ ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌAll the words in this story except my dialogue have been replaced with EMOJIS! ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ…๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌUgh, that's what Spike said! But it's true! And if it continues for much longer, both me and the readers will go crazy. Or go do something else. But I don't have that luxury! The only luxury I have is this giant portable snow cone machine. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ˆ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿง๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐ŸšถโŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌOh, good call. Even if she's also clueless, at least she'll probably also have some nice chamomile tea. I could really use a cup right about now. Bye, Twilight, enjoy your scheduling and blissful ignorance! ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐ŸŒŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿก๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ฌSorry! I was aiming for the flowerpot! ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌโ“ ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌI'm guessing you haven't noticed the emojis either? ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿœ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌFigures. Still, could I maybe, possibly, impose for a bit longer? Like, help me get used to this? ๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿš€๐ŸŒŒ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐ŸดโŒ๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸŒŽ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌWait, you do? This isn't a prank, is it? Because if it is, it's a pretty bad one by your standards. Like, I'm the only pony who's even noticed! ๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿš€โฌ†๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ’ฌโž•๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌWell, it was kinda funny at first. But I deem the joke to have officially run its course. And I'm also an authority on jokes. So, could you make it go away, please? ๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ“ฏโ˜ข๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ˜ต๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐ŸŒŒ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿดโธ๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌI'm not going to be able to unsee that, am I? ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿง๐Ÿดโž•๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿด๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿต๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿดโœ…๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ“ฅโŒ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ‘€๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ”š๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ”š ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌHey, AJ. I was just about to ask how you were doing, but that face you're making kinda tells me everything already. ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌI reckon it would. I'm trying very hard not to lose my marbles after wakin' up to a right ridiculous situation. ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง๐Ÿดโž•๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ”š๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌHold up, y'all ain't talking in nightmare runes! I thought I was the only one! ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌWoah, no way! Me too! Until Discord popped in, at least, but still. I didn't know you could also see past the fourth wall! ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿฅ‡๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ”š๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌNormally I can't, but our author pal decided I should be able to for this story. You know, since I'd taken that part over for you in that one spinoff show. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌRight, right. Not gonna have an existential crisis? 'Cause if so I am prepared to console you with snow cones. ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌNah, I went through that already when we ended up in Thought Prism's Archer crossover some years back. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌOh, he gave you your memories too! That's like the cherry on top of the sundae! ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌI never get to talk to anypony about this meta stuff. Well, besides Sangria and Ripcord that one time. Wanna chat about fanfics until the story hits precisely a thousand words and becomes eligible for the contest? ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌIt'll be fun! ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌSure thing. Do we wanna stand around out here in the orchard or go take a load off in the farmhouse? Because if we move it'll just make more emojis. And it's a beautiful day. Small mercy, that. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌYeppers, here is fine. So, how about these My Little Pony enjoyers, eh?๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ”š ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌLess of 'em around lately, that's for sure. Most of the new kids brought in by our equally marketable successors probably aren't going to find this site. I, for one, don't mind being out of the spotlight after over a decade. Back to the simple life. Or as simple as it can get, at least. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌAlso, Fimfic's userbase shrinking might be a good thing, given what some of these authors like to write about foals... ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ”š๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌNo kidding. Still, there are enough honest holdouts left kicking around to keep the new content coming for a while. ๐Ÿง๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’ฌOur man TP here is one of the good ones, if I do say so myself! ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ’ญ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’ฌWow, Pinkie, that nickname is terrible. Between that and the wordcount, I'm calling it here. ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ›‘