There was white…
And white…
And even more white.
The white stretched as far as the eye could see. White to the left. White to the right. A white sky and a white ground. And in the middle of this big white-spirit stain there sat two ponies.
“Check…aaand….mate! I won again.” The black pony said with a huge grin on his face.
“sigh” the other one sighed. “I always forget I can’t use my tactical display any more with these stupid hooves.”
“You mean, you can’t cheat anymore.” The black one remarked. “I think this puts the score at 437-419 in my favor. Wanna play again?”
“yeah, why not. It’s not like I can do something else besides playing chess and staring into the void.”
They were just about to start there new game when suddenly a booming voice echoed through the white.
“TREMBLE PUNY MORTALS? FOR I HAVE ARRIVED.”
“What the…!? Who are you.” Jasper said.
“I AM THE MASTER OF THIS WORLD, I CONTROLE EVERYTHING THAT IS, HAS BEEN, AND WILL BE. WITH MY AWSOME POWERS, MY SUPERIOR INTELLECT AND MY STUNNING LOOKS, I RULE ALL. I AM…”
“Let me guess…you are the writer of this story, are you not?”
“WHAT!! NO I’M…EH…I…Okay fine I am the writer, what gave me away?”
“Well, that part of ‘superior intellect’ I could believe. How else would you come up with such a fascinating character as myself. But ‘stunning looks’? Don’t you think that’s a bit over the top.
“Nope”
“So, what are you doing here?” Jasper asked.
“Yeah” Casper said “and why did you kill us. But more importantly, when will you bring us back to life.”
“Well, that’s just why I’m here. I seem to be suffering a few minor setbacks because of school and other things. Soooo….I’m afraid you will stay dead until further notice.”
“Wait a sec. Are you telling us you are pulling the plug.”
“Maybe.”
“But why!?”
“As I said, there are more important things that require my attention. And besides, I really have no idea how to continue this story and I can’t continue to pull nonsense out of my ass.”
“So you’re just dumping us.”
“No, if I have time I may write another story and maybe if it’s possible I may bring you back. But for now I’m taking a break from writing until I have more time to write.”
So, what you are saying is, that because of a lack of inspiration, the lack of a decent story and a lack of common sense you are using a lack of time as a lame excuse to stop writing this story?”
“Ehhh….Yes”
“YOU BLOODY WANKER!!”