My App Stories for Ponyville Ciderfest

by ImThatGuy


Humdrum Time

You appear alone somewhere on the streets of Maretropolis. An eerie silence permeates through the nighttime air as the streets lay abandoned, save for the distant call of carriages and sirens on some distant street. Honestly, if it were any more deserted a tumbleweed would roll across your feet.

“Hello there.” A strange voice says behind you.

You swiftly turn around to see a diminutive pony sporting a red cape and small mask that covered his eyes.

“I’m Humdrum.” He says, “I’ve been ordered by the Power Ponies to keep an eye out in this area for strange, glowing, magical pages that have been appearing throughout Maretropolis. The Mane-iac’s been after them as well, no doubt with some seriously evil intent on her mind.”

“Oh, I see. “You say, “Well it just so happens that I’m also looking for the same pages.”

Humdrum stares intently at you for several seconds, seemingly gazing deeply within your soul, “Well you don’t look like you work for the Mane-iac.” He says, “Her evil cohorts usually have a more sinister look about them.”

He suddenly produces a page from the Book of All Stories and holds it out for you, apparently expecting you to take it. You stare back at the tiny hero, somewhat amazed and somewhat concerned by his willingness to trust a stranger.

“Um, thanks.” You say, tentatively taking hold of the magical page from his eager hooves.

“Yeah, the villains around here usually ignore me, so I have free reign to move around the city and find things.” Humdrum sighs, “It can get frustrating sometimes, but that’s the life of a sidekick I guess.”

You take a look around and your surroundings are still quite empty and desolate. There is not another sign of life, be it hero or villain, for miles. You once again look at the smiling sidekick who stands before you. You feel a sense of pity for the sidelined sidekick, as he kindly smiles up towards you.

“No need to reward me by the way!” he says, “A good deed is its own reward.”

[CHOICE]
What should you do with the page?

>Leave the page with Humdrum. (Hero)

>Use the page to throw a party. (Chaos)

[ENDING A: Hero]
You kindly thank Humdrum for his relentless pursuit of goodness and justice. You feel a profound sense of pride for the little guy as he sports a huge smile on his face.

“Thanks Humdrum.” You say, “I think you should keep this. Give it to the other Power Ponies to keep it safe. You’ll make a great hero one day.”

Humdrum beams with pride and accomplishment as he takes the page from your hands. As the glowing page touches the hooves of the small pony, it seems as if the magical light starts to radiate off Humdrum himself. It was as if whatever magic was held in the page filled Humdrum with new determination.

“Your effort will not be forgotten, citizen!” Humdrum salutes you, “You can rest assured that this page and this city are in capable hooves.”

“I can see you are a very fine pony, and I wish you the best of luck in fighting the forces of evil.” You say happily.

And with that you leave the page with Humdrum who returns it to the Power Ponies for safekeeping. 

(+1 page for Heroes)

[ENDING B: Chaos)
You think it over and say, “You know what, this place is so quiet that it’s kind of creepy.”

Humdrum looks at you puzzled, “What do you mean?”

“I think it’s time for the sidekick to have some fun!” You say.

With a stroke of your pen, you write that a huge party spontaneously erupts after Humdrum gives you the page, and sure enough that is exactly what happens. Instantly the silent streets come alive with music and bands of ponies, playing nearly every kind of instrument imaginable appear before yours, and Humdrums eyes. The sweet and delectable scents of foods of all kinds waft tantalizingly through the air as food vendors pop up on either side of the street. Ponies file their way onto the previously abandoned street, pulled in by the cacophony of sounds from the musicians.

“Holy popping pony party!” Humdrum gasps as the crowd of ponies begin chanting his name with reverent pride as they dance through the enlivened streets.

“Come on kid.” You say, “I think it’s time someone showed you some appreciation.”

You toss the page to one of the random party goers and go have fun with Humdrum.

(+1 page for Chaos)