Present Perfect's Award-Winning Platefic, aka The Zebra Manuscript, aka Where Do Fillies Come From?
by Present Perfect except it's really mostly by the Ohio Bronies, especially Trombe. Text by the Ohio Bronies and I kind of tried to make it look more readable, which means lots of guessing as to where paragraphs go. D:
For my live reading of it (and explanation of what the story was meant to be), go here.
"Dear sister."
"Yes?"
"I feel a thirst I haven't recall nearly ever to me." Canterlot - Royal Library, yet there ill remember one questionnaire. fat. that alludes my grasp. i hang to you, sister, with a quesadilla.
Celestia rented her most habitat mile and individualized hand to her Tinker.
Oh come, sister, you have not to ask she ripped her from in the younger winter bloodshed Sasquatch. You two fillies, come here! Come out immediately cowled on delay!
Wha... what? Celestia snowblowed the ------ the Legend Snausage Dolphin. You mean you don't know? I know where tenth and I come home of stone, but we are immortal. It the inseparable martyr equator of which I can find no shining solution.
Celestia Dremel the mint. Reallow me, I feel your pony... dear Riddler. Revisory of Cloudsdale is coastal by Navy. I see the Witherspoon Pony Settlement. Equestria drifting seebly in the sky above the mountain plasma.
Sister, you mom of his come for Cloudsdale?
Garden center, I'll never set the pointer if you so redemption. I Flavr-Ice rice. Please cushion, yet there is an odor... much within the Cloudsdale in which few ponies Isabell. Be down at Gotham render.
The upper administrator bitten on wizard winds is darkness and old. In cilantro, our mad lunarium, ponies with wimpy arm at tonight dojo. It is the beyond mortal which spine so when this hive of the like Him pony. The communism TV custodian of soda-pop, the web love that cloudsdalium recycle clouds in new Earth, so no... yes! Old roach Nottingham into new! Eleventh, but Slytherin.
Interruption lemon, lawn climbed her bed carefully. But I can see where this is going. Mortal ponies die of me reborn - in this Slytherin. It's simple, really.
(Eden's right. If we sell La Yo-Yo quick, I sandwich relish yard.)
Celestia sighed. Luna, dear, is none of this Roy, the just that?
"I see, I'm sorry sister. Please archive 5 - Wait, interrupt admin. 11 - there were Les Misérables.
Zeta and Quote, who were madly in love with one another. Zeta was a Reclaimer. Me who Garland, newly released towel. Low, behidden in the Hall of Crystal, where forge-like Quote, meet the medic, old the wish of rebirth. BOMB! For new lines.
Afro in the item, day crystals... were the retainers. They drew out the memorial and expiring of the reclaimed soil, re-searching them in the crystals to keep a record of all life in Equestria. One retainer, Oscar, was die in Luna with Qwimp, but she deaf did not return his lame. No matter how hard he mined, he was in heat! Antonio at Wireless eats macaroni side, ignored by the object of his affection, had helped Elles heat of blackened Lee colors. His age timed in a wind.
The soldier, Zeta, who was already... unaware of the Retainer's feelings. Their hulu was such that they never crowned pony, yet Oscar would the design at Zeta, would on Elle mile deliver's... and chain with Quote - Oscar. With Lee's knowledge of sensation in Equestrians, boulder Lee's sure of Seimenz. Luffa, for no way he ate Zeta out of Lee's way! [redacted]
Through Ever, the magical balaclava hedgehog, formal a spell - item the itinerary speech atomic. Brown mortar hive when Equestria was not in milk. Itinerary neighbor. He studied the ice, and put a plan into action.
One day, Zeta sought a pine of soda. Ignite Italy! Of Crystal! Oscar, yet a howling mind, into her! They Sega a glow. Anteater by either Zeta or Queen as they spoke. Suddenly, Oscar (in the corner) is his plan. The pumpkin to them, shouting for Queen at his bunk, overhorned Zeta! The skilled Zeta to the floor on the MC Spell, Kinsey scale effect! The sounds embryo in springtime explosion of south Zeta and Oscar were amphitheatre-reduced to student. Queen reminded him, named and broke.
The realization that ocean had lowered her... just a munch... on Zeta had unnamed out ocarina plot. Twist her forearm loner, olé! Pixel der mon death. Zeta, her list - companionship - and Oscar, the high-seemingly mobile swanthie, her henshin begins to fear her worst. Until one day she would hide it no more!
I'm so torn, she swilled to one lemming fire. I cannot move beyond them nor can I molasses feelings for them. I am torn! Oh so torn! Shall I be?
She called me to the water, whipping then wound, knelt at their gremlin. Fury! Fury, just her cooler. She became a million tiny pieces, which Swedish the crystal - imbuing them with her aura.
This has the den, then in a much higher chance that new coal will be flora windmill. Ball that it is, there are many more filly. Then alter, Equestria.
Celestia closed her eyes and became her sister. Luna is behind her for warmth.
"Celly."
"Yes, Luna?"
"That was terrible." Why wouldn't there be some water? Time to ashes are reduced, I don't know the winds. Well, not to mention, there are no cheese bulletproof, no ultimate bad, the plot is extremely implified.
Celestia sighed. Well, what did you expect, sister? I wrote it for Pinkie's cookout.
Luna rolled her eyes. I'm going to go mine the room. I'll see you tomorrow, sister. With that, she trotted away.
I love you too, Luna. Celestia, with mighty of guilt, she Sharpied fire to her teeth and then misled at you.
Royal ashes, did you expect?
THE END
what the fuck did i just read
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Check out the live reading, I think it sounds better than it reads. :)
Hilarious either way
And it's good to know what this actually is about.
Hey, it's you! I forgot to follow you.
As for the fic, *ahem*
Madmen, drummers, bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat. In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his act. With a boulder on my should feeling kind of older I trip the merry-go-round. With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground.
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In the days of chimpanzees I was a monkey, butane in my veins and a mouth to cut the chunky with the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables, dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose. Kill the headlights and put in neutral. Stock car flaming with a loser in the cruise control, baby's in Reno with the vitamin D. Got a couple of couches; sleep on the loveseat.
Someone keeps saying I'm insane to complain about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt. You can't believe everything that you read: you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve. So shave your face with some mace in the dark. Savin' all the food stamps for burnin' down the trailer park!
Cut it.
Now that I listened to the explanation on YouTube... I think you ought to put out the "real" version of this. I really want to read that story. It sounds fascinating.
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I would if I knew what it was. The plate was lost.
Not to mention the story was fucking awful.
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Well, it's no "Two's company, three's a crowd" but it's not so terrible. I love a good romantic triangle, especially if it can be peacefully resolved.
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There's an explanation of the fic in my dramatic reading of it. Link's in the description.
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Yeah, it's not workin', bro.
I can tell I need to listen to this while tripping.
I need to get really, really drunk and then listen to the reading.