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MemoryLane


I enjoy memes and hating myself to the point where people in my vicinity get concerned.

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Once a year, the Townsend occurs. It is a weeklong tradition held by all of Equestria where, for a full week, everypony falls into a very deep -- almost comatose -- state. Nopony knows why or how it happens. It just does. So far, nopony has found any consequences to this strange occurence.

Then, one year, ponies start to go missing.

Then, the next year, more ponies start to go missing. Every year after, some ponies just seem to poof, and are never seen again. Nopony knows what happens to them, and those who try to learn, disappear.

Jazz is a very regular pony. In fact, there's nothing special about her at all. She has many good friends, a crush, even a well-respected family. She lives an average life in the little town of Stableside. That is, until she is unable to fall asleep the night of the Townsend.

This starts a series of events that will shatter Equestria forever.

Follow Jazz, as she embarks on the journey of her life. Just what secrets do the Townsend hold?

For everything you are worth, hide.

Chapters (4)
Comments ( 40 )
Meeester
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Interesting.

5020008

Haha, thanks Meeester!

-Cyneryk

5020008

Holy shit you liked something.

HELL HATH FROZEN OVER.

~Skeeter The Lurker

On a side note, I do agree with him.

This is quite interesting.

~Skeeter The Lurker

If this is what you like to write, then why don't you do it more? I've only just started reading it but it seems pretty good.

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Pfft, everything I write, I write it because I like it. This, and all my other stories included. This one, I just wrote it just... well, just 'cause.

Haha. Oh, and thanks!

-Cyneryk

...yeah, I'm keeping an eye on this one.

Nice to see you finally put this up! I'd almost forgot about it until now, actually. :rainbowwild: One of these days when I promise to look over something I really should make good on my word, I always feel bad when my plans to help out on a fic get derailed by life. :facehoof:

You use sleep as a very effective story tool, I've noticed.

Silly little pony. Leave. A note.

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For my last two stories? Yes.

As for why? I have no clue. I guess there's so much mystery around the concept of sleep, it just has so much story potential when involved.

-Cyneryk

I need a blood moon. Now. :pinkiecrazy:

I'm intrigued. Please continue.

Jazz? :raritystarry:
Oh. It's an OC Jazz, not Best Background Pony. Scraught. Reading this anyway.
It's not pristine. There are several questions, such as
-Why didn't she just stay in bed regardless?
-Why didn't she try to wake Crest?
-How does she know that not falling asleep will lead to disappearing?
-How does everypony sleep for a week without wetting the bed?
and so on. Don't think I'm about to overlook the minor mistakes, either. A big ol' blast of blood imagery in the first chapter is a bit over-the-top, and runs the risk of being cheesy if the following chapters aren't able to maintain the atmosphere. The atmosphere is good, though, and it's got me interested. I like Jazz, and even if the premise hasn't quite been straightened out yet, she and it go well together. I'll look forward to reading more of this when it emerges.

It certainly does have an interesting premise. I would have preferred the blood imagery be postponed a chapter or two in order to soak up the atmosphere a little before things went to hell, but equestrians embracing something almost Cthuloid with an air of merriment is something worth exploring. How long has this been going on? What do other ponies think about it?

I gave this an upvote and put it in my horror library. Please continue this story.:raritystarry:

Wow. The mood setting and introduction of that first chapter was excellent. You got that eerie, chilling vibe just right; typically that's something hard to accomplish. Is this going to be continued, because it certainly deserves to be.

You have got to continue this and continue it soon. It may only be one chapter in but already you have captured probably the truest essence of horror writing. No blood, no monsters, not even tangible threat, just a deep feeling of something being terribly wrong. That is horror and Jazz's terror is contagious. Keep this up and you will have something that will make people keep their closets closed at night.

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He's right. Too many good fics die off before they get their momentum going. I don't want this to be another example.

Obligatory its alive, but seriously it is good to see you back and dealing with what ever kept you from writing, looking forward to more.

Baaaaaahhhhh noooo how could you leave us there after so long? :applejackconfused: Please, do continue. I'm not usually one for horror, but this sounds like the kind of horror I would like. More focused on the story rather than tearing everyone into a bloody pulp. I muuuust know what happens!

The idea of a townsend is a creepy idea. Something just so different and ominous is treated as natural. It's got a good vibe to it, and it's a very neat idea. Equestria is ripe with horror potential.

I'm interested in seeing where this will go.

Words cannot express how glad I am this updated. It means I don't have to add it to my list of dead stories, and I swear I die a little with each click on that shelf's bookmark.

You're not bad at writing emotions. I usually find that hard to accomplish, but you pretty much nailed Jazz's own thought process and actions appropriately. She wasn't underwhelmed by the situation (something that people do too much in horror or shocking scenes), and she also didn't immediately go and get prepared for doom. She did what her panicked mind told her. You nail that vibe that makes her seem believable, if that makes any sense.

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Thank you! I hope to make up for my inactivity by doing my best to make this story the best it can be.

Thank you for the feedback!

Yay new chapter, and COLT was it a heart-thumping one! My poor heart is still a pitter pattering. Can hardly wait to see what happens next. If we meet any of the other poor ponies that couldn't fall asleep, or if poor Jazz meets her end. Keep up the good work! :pinkiehappy:

Not even four steps later, she heard the mighty crash of the glass doors exploding just behind her.

I wonder if waking up to massive property damage is a common part of townsend.

If Jazz was voiced, what would she sound like?

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Huh, never really contemplated that too much. I always viewed it as a naturally sweet voice, but rather plain with a decent range. Sunnysplosion is a decent example.

Oh, you poor dear. You're safe, but now you're backed into a corner.

Ah, perhaps someone else else has a few answers? On a slightly more sinister note, why leave the cell locked?

Silly Jazz, you're supposed to tear up or rip out small clumps of your tail hair over the course of several painful hours and tediously tie them together to form a kind of improvised string with a loop on the end to catch and drag the keys. Sure, it sounds unflattering, but you're not exactly in a position to care about dignity or anything other than function. Just make damn sure you do a good job on the knots.

At least that's along the lines of what I would try if I were imprisoned with no clothes, no people, and the keys sitting a mere taunting distance away from the bars. Come to think of it she could just chew up her satchel and use that instead, it sounds less painful.

This is a damn good story, mate. Keep writing and I'll keep reading.

God, you fucking idiot!
Why are you going outside?
Jazz is living the life of a stupid horror movie character!

God, glad I came when it started again!
Someone else is awake? cool!

Please continue! This is a great story!

Me gusta! A dead story for me to read

Just as someone has already said, it's the best kind of horror - "no blood, no monsters, not even tangible threat, just a deep feeling of something being terribly wrong". Please make this masterpiece alive again :pinkiesad2:

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