The author threw up his arms.
"I just can't think of anything funny, humorous, or lolzworthy! This is becoming a problem! I'll be brutally mass murdered if I don't give the readers something within the next few days!"
Suddenly, a warped sound came out of his speaker.
It was the voice of a hamburger.
"Authorrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.................................." It said.
"Lolwut is it troll god?" Asked the author.
"Well, you see-" Began the God, but he was interrupted.
"Hi author! I'm Pinkie Pie!"
"I know. I created this version of you."
"I know! And I'd like to tell you hi! Also, happy Hearth's Warming!"
Pinkie then went away.
".............."
"................."
"That was weird."
"You have no idea what I have in store for you, you poor wittle Troll god. Now I want a PROPER crappy self insert! My name is not Mr Fatass, it is-"
"STFU author. Now listen up."
The author was dramatically dragged into his absolutely awesome computer, which then experienced a blue screen of death.
"Author, I want story. I want trolling. You stop writing, you never go back to Earth."
Some ridiculous crazy amount of time later.
The author walked up to the god.
"I have finished writing a nice, long novel for you. Can I go now?"
"About that, your PC experienced a blue screen of death. YOU CAN NEVAR GO BACK!"
"But-"
"TROLOLOLOLOL."
The god then hypnotized the author.
Then he punched a muffin, and was arrested by the muffin police, who were led by none other than Derpy. Derpy then punched the god in the face.
I did toy with the idea of bring the Empire to Equestria and watching the chaos unfold
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THE NUMBER OF FAVES ON MY STORY.
IS TOO DAMN HIGH.
A bit of both really. Love chaos and power and the best one of all...trolling my foes into surrendering a war
3665808 THE NUMBER OF FAVES ON UR STORY.
IT'S TOO DAMN LOW.