Zack enters the courtyard to his apartment complex. It's a pitiful, little yard, mostly sand than grass. In the middle of the yard is a dried up pool, cracking against the wear of time. Around the yard, in a U-shape, are the apartments, two floors worth. Almost no one lives here anymore. The town isn't the greatest around, and by that I mean, there are constant drive-by's, every other house lives a drug dealer, and the neighbors aren't too nice.
Zack's apartment is on the second floor, third door from the end, number 32. He climbs the crumbling stone stairs to the second floor. Near the top sits a blond girl roughly his age crying into her hands. He stops behind her and without looking at her asks, "Are you okay?"
The girl jolts up from the sudden interaction. With no warning what-so-ever, she elbows him behind the knee causing it to bend in. Zack couldn't support his weight, so he falls backwards down the stairs. Step after painful step, he rolls back down stairs, landing on the ground in a plume of dust.
"Screw you!" The girl yells at him and stomps away.
Zack coughs out some sand that flew in is mouth. He groans, tries to pick himself back up, but fails. The pain is too much. His wrist is swollen, his back feels misaligned, and his ribs want to jump out of his chest and run away.
What the girl did was uncalled for. All he wanted to do was help.
Zack tries to get up again, using his good hand to support himself. Failing to stand up, he sits up instead. First that guy hits him in the face with an urn, then this girl knocks him down the stairs. Zack sighs, wrapping his arms around his knees to wait out the pulsating agony in his body. Just as the aching in his bones dulls, his mind goes to the urn. He looks around for it, knowing he couldn't hang on to it as he fell and it must have landed near by.
He spots it nuzzled on a small hill of sand. It looks unharmed though quite dusty. What's this thing made of? From what it's been through, it seems like it can take a bullet without getting a scratch. Zack crawls to it, picking it up. What did that guy mean when he said, "She's your problem now?"
Zack turns the urn over, inspecting every piece of it. There's no logo on it, no "Made in Chine" or something similar. It's just a plain blue urn. Zack tries to take off the cork, but it refuses to budge. He bites down on it and pulls on it to get it open, but no dice. It won't move. He spits out some more dust and sand. The urn took a nasty fall too so of course it's dirty. Zack grabs his sleeve and rubs away the dirt from the urn.
The urn shakes violently as if Zack poured salt over it's wound. The cork shoots off, hitting Zack on his already injured forehead. Smoke and lights erupt from the open mouth of the urn as a blue fog encircles Zack in a warm embrace.
A girls voice moans from within the fog. It contracts to form the body of a pony. The pony is blue, sporting a long flowing mane of blue with lighter blue streaks. (It seems blue is a constant theme here.) On her flank is a blue wand, the same one on the urn. Around her legs are gold bands, one on each of her forelegs and two on her hind legs. She is wearing a gold headband with a sapphire over the forehead area and a horn tipped off with a gold cap. So technically, she's not a pony, but a unicorn.
She stretches like a cat and yawns. "Here Trixie goes again." The unicorn clears her throat. "The Great and Powerful Trixie will grant you three wishes and only three wishes! Choose wisely. I don't have all day for mere mortals like yourself! Trixie has universes to conquer!"
Wait..Zack Branigan? ...I think i know what that last wish was. images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101013084302/en.futurama/images/e/e9/Zapp_Brannigan.png
3225033 That was completely unintentional, I swear.
Hmmm.............. I like this. Keep going.
3225138 Thanks, I plan to
3225379 Um thanks... I think
Keep rocking dude
3226098 Will do
Continue or die
3228204 I pick "or"
3228209 ok you picked or for 400 the question is "who helped faust make the friendship is magic charicters when it was in beta"
3228255 First off, it's Faust. Secondly, Lauren has always loved MLP since the first gen so her pre-beta ponies could be credited on her childhood friends since Faust clearly stated most of the Mane6's adventures are based of her own games she played with her toys when she was young. But if that isn't good enough, it all started when Faust went to Hasbro to pitch her Galaxy Girls idea. Instead of giving her the go ahead, Lisa Licht showed her their latest mlp animation and asked if Faust can do anything with that. This is when the magic begins. Lauren got started on her pitch bible, creating a few early sketches of the Mane6. She brought in past associates Martin Ansolobehere and Paul Rudish to help out. After a few sketches, Hasbro requested more so Lauren then brought in Dave Dunnet and Lynne Naylor to develop the background and imagery of Equestria. The pitch bible was accepted and now we have the wonderful show known as My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
3228326 thx I knew something was wrong with the question...or maby I just worded the entire thing wrong
3228366 it's cool so did i win the 400 points?
3228382 da now you can open the door
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And 4
Each has a different prize for you
3228409 I pick "and"
3228456 the secret door "and"
Holds a moon rock signed by Luna, 5000 bits and a plushie royal guard *gives said items*
See you all next week on Equastian Jeopardy Pro
3229545
No I want it noaw!
3233841 no you wait impatient fou
Or nightmare moon will kill you