//------------------------------// // Moving Ponies // Story: Whose Line: MLP // by Harbinger Of Mist //------------------------------// Hello once again! Welcome back to the studio that never sleeps! ...Because the author says so. I thought we couldn't be meta! I'm the host and he's letting me do whatever I want. Now let's move onto a game called-- Don't we have a guest to introduce? *Glares in irritation* Let's move onto a game called... "Moving Ponies!" This is for Solid and Blunt. What? Shouldn't this be my turn? Yeah, we're supposed to be the "dynamic duo". It's what it says on the cards. Now how this game is played is Solid and Blunt are going to play out a scene, except they cannot move their bodies on their own. They will need the assistance of a couple of audience members to manipulate them to progress the scene. So... *goes into audience* Let's see... Aha! Nice, stoutly built earth pony here. What's your name? Big Macintosh. Mac for short? Eeyup. Just checkin'. Big Mac everyone! *Audience applaudes* Alright, big bro! *Head's down to the stage and stands next to Blunt* And... Oooohhh! This'll be good. What's your name? ...Shining Armour. Ah, f***. *Scampers over to Big Mac in fear* Shining Armour, everyone! Give a round of applause for a our helpers! *More applause* Hmhm... Alright big bro... *Clenches onto Big Mac and whimpers as Shining arrives onstage* *Drapes front hoof over Big Mac and pushes Solid away from the other side* *Returns to desk* Alright! Now we can get onto the show! Now Big Mac is going to manipulate Blunt's movements by moving his body parts -legs, head, wings- individually, and Shining will do the same for Solid. (Gulp) Uh, does the "no magic" rule apply to audience members as well? Ehhhmmm... Whichever you think would be funnier. *Memories of Dead Bodies and Dubbing rush through* S*** For starters, get your respective actors into starting poses... *Arched low over one knee, face staring intently outward, left hoof above eyeline, right hoof pointing out into distance* *Turned to his right, left leg forward, right leg bent, body low to ground, torso angled far back with chin facing as far down as possible, right hoof pressed to forehead with elbow jutting out in front, left hoof out to side curving downward* Okay! So now the scene is... Solid and Blunt are trapped on a deserted island and they are desperately trying to flag down ships to rescue them. Whenever you're all ready, take it away! Blunt was staring far out into the ocean. He and Solid had woken up on the shore of some unknown island just recently. "Gah! I can't tell if that thing out there is a ship or not!" He lifts his hoof away from his head and angles it to the sky. "Curse you, Celestia! Why have you forsaken us?!" "Quiet!" Solid responds. "I'm trying to think of a place to put down this firewood!" He was carrying a load of twigs and branches under his left hoof. He soon unwrapped his hoof and dropped the wood where he stood. "That'll have to do." Blunt stands up straight, -"Oh, my back!"- and points an accusing hoof in Solid's direction. "What good is that going to do?!" He turns his head to face Solid. "Have you been in the forest this whole time!" "Well, I found just more beach on the other side. So we're definitely stranded." He twists around, spreads his back legs over the branches, tilts his head down and flails his front legs out into the air. "But this magnificent firewood I collected should be enough for a smoke signal!" Blunt scuttles around on his back hooves to face the sea once more. "Wait!" He shouts. He points one of his hooves out to a dot he sees out on the horizon. "I see a new boat coming!" He points out the other hoof. "Or is it over there?! My eyes are playing tricks on me!" "Oof!" Solid grunts as he belly-flops the stick pile. With wide strides in his steps, Blunt turns around to face Solid again with his front hooves still extended. "What are you doing now?!" "I don't have any matches!" Solid answers back. "I'm trying to set the wood on fire with my body heat!" He then proceeds to wiggle about all over the wood. This form of agitation seemed to suggest something a little different... "Have fun with that..." Blunt turns back to water with a look of confusion on his face. He straightens out is entire body and begins to hover above the ground. "I'm gonna try to get a better view of this ship!" He lifts and holds himself static several feet in the air, touching his hoof to his forehead to block the sun. Cheering could be heard from another dimension. "I think I can see it now! It's getting bigger! Yes!" He begins to fly around the beach in a circle stuck in his "super-mare" pose. "Da da-DAAHH! D-DAda-da-DAAAAHHH! We're saved!" Solid had gotten back onto his hooves and was moving sporadically. He was tilting and turning his head, flailing his front hooves in the air, hitting himself in the face and stomach, and even gyrating his hips. "I'm so excited, my heart is racing!" He proclaimed. "I need to do some deep vein thrombosis exercises! Ow!" Blunt lands back in his original spot with his entire upper-body pointing to the sky. "Thank you, Celestia! You haven't forsaken us!" he turns around to see his friend climbing onto a large boulder behind him. Solid had his legs spread out to different points of the boulder for stability. "I'm going to make sure it doesn't miss us!" He begins moving his flank around in irregular patterns. He was swaying himself side-to-side, up and down, and in circles. Blunt couldn't help but fall down limp to the sand and laugh out loud at his comrade's display. Meanwhile, in the studio... Shining Armour had a sinister smile on his face as he had a firm physical grasp on Solid's haunches. He had him propped up on the four corners of Star's chair and was moving his flank around to make it look like a demented lap dance. Drew and the audience were in hysterics, the former bending over out of his chair and unable to hit the buzzer. Star was still trapped in his seat and on the receiving end of the funniest show of his life. He was curled up in the fetal position and was turning side to side trying to contain his own laughter. Am I getting their attention yet?! Oh my god... Stop please... Oh god!! *Bzt! Bzt! BZZZZZZTTT!!* No more! *Audience applauds and continues to laugh* *Scrambles back to his seat with a look of naivety* *Returns back to his seat while leaving Star with parting words* A little lamb can be just as dangerous... I'm glad I wasn't a part of that... Ahaha... AHAHA! *Wipes his eyes clean of tears and puts his glasses back on* I knew something was gonna happen, but not that! What happened? I didn't see anything... I deserved that. But man, that'll be something I'll remember for all the right AND wrong reasons. Oh we'll all need time to recover. We'll be right back... And now, a word from our sponsor...