Out-Of-Context Title Ideas · 9:22pm Mar 17th, 2021
- “Really, Cricket? Really?”
- Classic Methods
- Pharynx Gets Stuck In His Own Bag
- ”Pharynx, are you genderfluid?”
- The “Pits” Of Tartarus
- Yellow Snow
- Criticism
- Venom Tells Everyone To Shut Up
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Crystal was dumbstruck. “Why would anypony want to smell like something with ‘harrowing’ in its name?” she asked.
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Twilight turned and bolted out the door she’d just come through, her cap falling off her head and being immediately forgotten. “Spike! Spike, get the revolver!”
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"How is any of this my fault?" Sombra asked.
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“Look out!” one of the citizens shouted, pointing down the road. “It’s a bathroom!”
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This is for the original fiction, but eh, I can still add some funny quips here and there. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Well, time to head on over to her brother’s place. She could already see light pouring from his window as she walked. She stopped in front of the door.
“Come in, Lis. We heard your footsteps out there already.”
Oh come on, she didn’t walk that loudly.
"These baby-smashing hammers are great!" - Jake the dog
Lisa, sadly, has to abandon her oatmeal.
Lisa stood up, letting out a heavy sigh. New day, new things to do. She walked to the door and opened it.
“Took you long enough,” Timothy snickered. “I was thinking just now that I might have to barge in on you again.” He paused, looking over his sister. “…Actually, before we meet up with Sam, do you wanna head over to town hall and clean yourself up a bit? Grab some breakfast or something? You look like crap.”
Wow. Way to keep it subtle.
"Nopony will think less of you if you choose not to stay and fight. Honestly, I wouldn't blame you. But I promise you this: I'm not going anywhere. Whether alone, or with you all at my back, I'll stand and fight for Ponyville."
-Pony Gear Solid-
"When the ponies of Canterlot see our armor rolling through their streets, when they witness the vaunted Royal Guard withering before a hail of rockets and bullets, they'll know that the future has come to... I'm sorry, Lieutenant, am I boring you?"
-Pony Gear Solid-
Slight spoilers below the break.
This one's from the chapter I'm currently writing.
Recently, I asked someone for a favor. There was something I needed help with and they agreed and gave me that favor.
because this chapter I'm writing is getting kinda long tbh and it hasn't even gotten to the longest part I have planned
o As they’re walking to the place where the breakfast buffet is being held, Timothy asks Lisa to guess how old he is, just as a bit of lighthearted joking.
§ Leads to a slight existential event in Lisa instead.