• Published 22nd Apr 2014
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The Foalish Zone - DuskShadowBrony



Welcome to a land of colorful talking ponies. But this is no ordinary land, for chaos is among us. Welcome.... to the Foalish Zone.

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Discord

Author's Note:

WRITTEN BY: DGGAMES (Dead Ink) and SHAGOHAD12 (Grey Ghost)

EDITED by: Monopony (Dust Storm)

This Chapter is in Dead Ink's POV

Read Responsibly. Enjoy.

3 CHAPTERS IN 24 Hours!1 WHOOP... now read and never expect it again.

Discord smirked as he spun himself around on his dragon foot, looking at the crowd of ponies gathered around him. “Oh this is just lovely, I finally have the whole set!” He said, taking out a piece of paper, marking something with his claw.

“Now I suppose you’ll need new names...”He said, rubbing his chin, moving his talons through his goatee. “Lets start with you, my little half-dead friend.”

“New names?” The shorter male pony spoke up. “I think my name is perfectly fine, thank you very much.” His tone had a bit of a sharp bite to it.

“Shush little Dust Storm, I wasn’t talking to you, now let the grown-ups speak.” Discord said, snapping his fingers. I looked back at who Discord called Dust Storm for a snappy comeback from him, but his mouth had been magically removed. “Anyone else want to interrupt?” No one spoke up. “Good, now where was I?”

“Oh yes, my little ghost friend.”He said with glee, looking back at his current target. “Hmmm..well you’re dead, partly...sorry about that by the way, lost track of time.” He said, patting my head. “Ahh I know, Dead Ink!” He shouted, a light bulb appearing above his head, floating between his horns.

He then focused on one of the other males, the one with grey fur and white mane. “Now, what should I call you my very pale looking friend? My you look so pale, you could be a ghost!”

“Listen here, you Q wanna be!” The stallion responded, thrusting one of his forelegs out at Discord ”I have a life thank you very much, i’d rather not be the plaything of a bored frankenstein freak.”

“My dear pony, you think in such a grey color scale, I’m not a frankenstein monster. Im the God of Chaos. And you’re more than just my plaything. You six are so, so, much more. Now shush, im thinking.”

The light bulb above his head now lit up so bright it exploded. “Ding ding ding! You’re as a pale as a ghost and such a grey thinker. You can be Grey Ghost!” He chuckled to himself. “I’ve already named my dear friend Flutter Glitter here, so who by chance is left?” he asked himself.

“Did you seriously just give me the name of a Batman character?” The grey stallion responded, his eye twitching a bit.

“My dear Grey Ghost, I don't know what you’re talking about, what is this ‘Bat Man’ you speak of?” Discord asked sarcastically. His eyes focused on the one he called John.

“Well, John doesn’t really suit you anymore.”He said, looking the stallion over. ”Why must all but one of you be grey? Really limiting me here. I probably should have given all of you better color schemes. I probably should Lust for more next time.” He complained, crossing his arms. “Ah, speaking of lust, I feel yours. A lust for answers, a lust for more. you have so much lust you could just explode like….. Luster Star! that is your name. What perfection!” Discord exclaimed, pyrotechnics exploding from around him randomly.

“So we have Luster Star, Flutter Glitter, oh and sorry about turning you into a girl. The group needed one. Dead Ink, Dust Storm, Grey Ghost, and Gold Rush. Quite a group!” DIscord exclaimed.

“DISCORD!” Dust shouted, a very angry look covering his muzzle. Discord shifted his gaze back to Dust. His mouth had returned once Discord ignored him.

“Yes?” Discord asked, singsong like.

“Why are we here? What do you want from us?” He asked, shaking in anger, doing a rather poor job at hiding it.

“Entertainment. Im bored. Why else?” Discord asked.

“But why bring us? We don’t even belong wherever this is.” I asked.

“Because there’s simply not enough ponies in Equestria.” Discord.

“Thats a bunch of ponyfeathers!” Gold Rush exclaimed. “Speaking of ponyfeathers, why are we in the royal gardens? Where are all the guards?” He asked.

Discord simply looked around. “Oh yeah, forgot to turn that off.” He clapped twice. A familiar jingle seemed to come from nowhere. “Clap Off.”

The royal gardens disappeared and we looked to be in the foyer of a giant mansion. “Welcome to your new home boys!” Discord exclaimed with a southern styled accent.

I looked around us; the place was huge! I noticed mysterious collective wisps of air. One was holding a tray. If you hadn’t been looking it would have looked as though the tray was floating.

“Yes those are the Will-o-the-wisps, they do whatever you WILL them to do.” Discord said, laughing at his ingenuity. “They don't really have a mind of their own though.. sort of like undead zombie servants. Ooh, there’s an idea!” Discord pulled out a notebook and pen out of nowhere and wrote something down. The wisps simply disappeared. “Save that idea for later shall we?” he muttered. “Now on to the tour!” he said. Snapping his fingers, we found ourselves no longer in the foyer, but now we were in the kitchen. He called out each place as he snapped his fingers, giving us barely a second to look around. “Kitchen. Bedrooms. Living Room. Game Room. Workshop. Gym. Nursery. Gardens…” he continued on.

“Wait- wait a moment? Nursery?” Flutter asked, finally speaking up.

“Oh god...I feel like i’m going to vomit..”Ghost says, putting a hoof to his mouth, looking even paler now.

“I’m used to rapid teleportation, and even I’m not feeling so great.” Dust muttered, shaking his head.

Discord appeared in Flutters face. “Dont worry.. that will come in handy later.” Discord said, chuckling. He finally snapped his fingers once more, and we were in a hallway with 6 doors, a picture on each of the doors matching the tattoos on our flanks. “Enjoy, I will let you settle in before I let anything happen. Now if you’ll excuse me, i have some rainbow cotton candy to eat.” He disappeared, leaving the 6 of us just standing in the hallway.

“I need to go check my sanity.” Ghost said going into his room, gagging a bit. He shut the door behind him, the sound of vomiting being heard not too long afterwards.

“I have a triple patrol to do, and two research papers to publish.” Dust seemed rather annoyed, as if this were nothing more than a waste of his time. “Discord’s been messing with my magic, teleporting out is a no-go.”

I stood in the hall, watching as everyone else went into their own rooms. Finally i went into my own, and laid down on the bed. “Killed after doing my own job. Bucking great.” my eyes opened wide. “Buck, Buck, Buck.” Any time i tried to swear it came out… pony translated. This was going to be a long night.

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Later That Night….

Gold Rush removed his goggles, having been at the work bench for awhile. Discord had brought all of his supplies and tools to the workshop. The same ones he had been using for his work at his place. “Finally complete.” he whispered to himself. “IT IS DONE!” he said, holding up his ray.