The Night Is Dark And Full Of Flying Unicorns
Nightmare Moon stood up from her makeshift throne and took a single step in the other villains’ direction. A sly smirk was held firm on her lips… until it softened into a grimace and she glanced down at her foreleg. While she wasn’t looking, Bad Dude had latched his entire body around her. Again and again he rubbed his small face into her fur; almost as if continually reassuring himself that she was physically there and whole.
“Nightmare Moon… so awesome… Nightmare Moon… I can’t believe it…”
Bad Dude kept his eyes shut and his voice little more than a whisper.
Nightmare Moon furrowed her brows and gave her leg a small shake. Bad Dude didn’t budge a single inch. She looked at the rest of the villains in the room. “What is he doing?”
Sombra snorted. “I would not worry yourself too much about that, Luna.”
“Nightmare Moon!” she spat back. “Princess Luna is gone and buried.”
“That is still to be seen,” Sombra replied evenly, before returning to her original query. “Bad Dude has a terrible tendency of becoming overly excited every time a new villain decides to join our little group. Namely: he hugs the poor soul until he tires himself out and eventually releases them.” He flicked his glowing pupils in Chrysalis’ direction. “You passed out when he did that to you, didn’t you, dear?”
“Bad Dude had me around the neck for forty minutes straight.” Chrysalis absently rubbed at the area around her throat. “It was only when my children pried him off that I could breathe properly again.”
Unperturbed by the facts at hoof, Nightmare Moon gave her besieged leg another hearty shake.
Bad Dude slid down less than an inch. “Nightmare Moon… she’s here and she’s so cool… Nightmare Moon… I’m gonna need more black and blue drawing pencils for sure now…”
Suddenly, Nightmare Moon gasped and looked down again. Bad Dude’s three changeling friends had joined alongside him, each laying claim to a single one of her limbs. The three of them copied Bad Dude’s mannerisms move for move.
“And what about them?” she asked.
Chrysalis casually waved a hoof. “My children are only mimicking Bad Dude. It’s one of their favorite games to play with him. They look up to him in a way. Which is actually rather silly once you think about it… them being taller than him and all.”
Nightmare Moon gritted her teeth. “This is most undignified. The great Nightmare Moon is not merely some foalsitter for grabby little children. She is—”
“Not Nightmare Moon at all?” Discord questioned snidely. “Instead Luna in terrible disguise?”
“As I said before, the weak and frail mare known as Luna is gone,” Nightmare Moon said. “She could see full well the changing of the tide and decided to change along with it. Soon the heroes of Equestria will be overwhelmed and the darkness held at bay will again be free to spread and coerce each and every pony in the land. And Nightmare Moon wishes to be a part of that—to spread her own brand of darkness for all to witness and to be consumed by.” A faint blush rose on her cheeks. “She also wishes for a throne much larger than her sister’s… like three times larger, in fact.”
Discord’s eyes rolled around loosely in his skull. “Now you’re just being silly, Luna Moon. A throne that large wouldn’t even be comfortable anymore. But onto more important items at hand… or hoof… or whatever.” He crossed both arms behind his back and started strolling across the room. “It should come as little surprise that none of us believe you are actually who you say you are. A tad convenient wouldn’t you agree? That the Coalition of United Terrible Evils sets up a competition to find its latest member and you end up being the one to get the invite? Luna who is also Nightmare Moon; Luna who is also sister to Celestia; Luna who is also good friends with the Elements of Harmony and proud protector of the realm.”
For a small moment, Bad Dude’s quiet snores underneath Nightmare Moon pulled at their attention. How he’d managed to fall asleep and remain locked onto her leg was anyone’s guess. Tic, Tac, and Toe copied him almost instantly, nodding off as well.
Nightmare Moon curled a lip at Discord. “As if you are one to talk, Discord. Or should I refer to you with your most well-known title: Discord the Traitor?”
Behind Discord, Tirek’s heavily lined face looked up expectantly. Discord, meanwhile, smiled so thinly it was as if his lips had completely disappeared from his face. “Is that how we’re going to proceed? Really?”
Nightmare Moon nodded. “I see no reason to be civil or polite to any of you this night; I am a villain, after all, and hurt feelings mean next to nothing to me. Your group has power and I want to be a part of that power, simple as that. And if that means proving to you all that I am who I say I am, then I will do just that.” She narrowed her dark eyes at Discord. “You were bad and then you were good. Then you were bad again and once again good. And now you’re an honest to Celestia real ‘villain’ again? I had no idea creatures other than fish could flip and flop around so much.” She barked out a single laugh and stared at the rest of them. “If there is anyone here whose allegiance should be up for debate, it should be his. For all we know he could merely be corralling every villain in the land to stuff inside Princess Celestia’s Villain Reformer 3000 Machine.”
Sombra leveled a hoof at her. “A-ha! I knew that fat white cow was working on a villain reforming machine!”
Chrysalis gave him a reassuring pat on the back. “I believe she was only being sarcastic, Sombra. I’m sure we would’ve heard the screams by now if such a machine existed.”
“You want to tango, Little Miss Moon Pie? Is that it?” Discord cracked his knuckles as he glared at her. His nostrils flared and batches of bright fire erupted in the empty sockets where his eyeballs should’ve been. “Trying to discredit me in front of my own team? Trying to turn them all against me!?”
The room was quieted when someone began clapping dryly. Tirek, sluggishly, moved to the center of the room to stand between the two fuming parties. There he stopped clapping. “Nicely done, Nightmare Moon… Luna… whoever you want to be at the moment. But as an ageing centaur with a great need for this group at the present time, I simply cannot allow you to sully its good name so soon. You were not there when the Crystal Empire fell. You were not there the day that Discord and the rest of us laid waste to it.” His weathered eyes went from Discord to Nightmare Moon and back. “If Discord was truly a spy in our ranks—which would be rather hard to believe, considering how badly he’d want to share that juicy nugget of information with anyone that would stop and listen—then I doubt he would be allowed back into Celestia’s good graces after what he did there. Or what he allowed to happen there. If Discord was still good, he would’ve put a stop to us all long ago. Or how they say: have spilt the beans long before today. Of this, I am sure.”
Tirek flinched when Discord laid his claws on his shoulder.
“Tirek’s right,” Discord said. “So—”
That was when his eyes opened wide and he violently vomited onto the floor. A minute or so later, when the contents of his stomach had all been left out on display, he stood back up with a groan and hastily wiped at his mouth. Two thin trails of blood now ran from his nostrils to his chin.
“Sorry about that,” Discord said tiredly. “My body must’ve rebelled against me once I agreed with something Tirek had said. With luck it shouldn’t happen again.” He smirked at Nightmare Moon. “Nice try. What else you got?”
“Him.” Lifting her leg up, Nightmare Moon held the slumbering Bad Dude up into the air as if he were some secret weapon. “He believes I am who I say I am.”
Discord grunted. “Bad Dude still believes Starswirl the Bearded gives out toys to everyone on Hearth’s Warming Eve. He’d be your best friend if you simply gave him a cookie!” He giggled underneath his breath. “Did you know that’s actually how the two of us first met?”
“Enough!” Sombra roared, hurriedly silencing the room. In the blink of an eye he dissipated into dark smoke and reformed himself less than an inch away from Nightmare Moon, holding his hoof out to her. “If you are truly who you say you are, then you’ll be able to complete my test without fail. You see my hoof?”
Nightmare Moon raised a sharp brow. “Yes…”
“Give it the official villains’ hoofshake, then. If you are truly one of us, then it should be no problem for you.”
Nightmare Moon opened her mouth to laugh, but halted once she noted the stern and expressionless faces of everyone in the room. Even Discord—normally the most vivid of the bunch—held a stare so grave it was as if he’d suddenly been marched before a unicorn firing squad.
“Official villains’ hoofshake?” Nightmare Moon repeated softly.
Sombra nodded with a smile. “We all know it. Don’t you? All villains know it, from the very worst to the very best.”
“Seriously?” Nightmare Moon hissed, so that only Sombra would hear.
He only continued to smile.
Nightmare Moon sighed, and slowly, tentatively, she held out her own hoof—the one still gripped by the peacefully slumbering Bad Dude—and quickly tapped it against his.
“Well done,” Sombra spoke. “You have passed the test.”
“Seriou—” Nightmare Moon began again, before Chrysalis flew next to Sombra with a grin.
She held a single cupcake out to her, one of the leftovers from the party. “Care for a snack? It has been a rather… adventurous evening, has it not?”
Nightmare Moon waved the treat away. “The Nightmare needs no nourishment from you. She is fueled by pure hatred and envy! Wrath and despair! As well as the bowl of chips and dip she had less than twenty minutes ago!”
Chrysalis and Sombra exchanged glances, and Chrysalis told her, “Very well, you are now two for two. All villains must watch their figures and must therefore turn down even the sweetest of desserts. Can’t very well ask for a five minute breather in the middle of a heated battle, can we?” She paused. “Well, Discord eats whatever he pleases, but Discord doesn’t really play by most conventional rules.”
Discord lifted a fist toward the ceiling. “That’s right! I eat sweets whenever I want, darn it! No matter what anyone says!” He held a hand up to his mouth as if admitting some nasty secret. “The trick is sending all the food I eat directly into the stomachs of ponies trying to lose weight. I stay neat and trim while they have no idea why their health shakes aren’t working!”
Nightmare Moon put a hoof to her temple and gave her head a shake. “None of you are how I imagined you’d be.”
“How true.” Chrysalis wrapped a foreleg around Sombra’s neck. “The history books describe King Sombra as someone rather cold and ruthless, but the truth is that he’s actually rather cold and ruthless… and the smallest bit cute once you warm him up a bit.” She gave Sombra’s temple a small kiss, never taking her eyes off Nightmare Moon. Then she mouthed the words so don’t try anything or I’ll feed you to my hive so only she would see.
Nightmare Moon only smiled in return and said not a word.
When Bad Dude finally fell away from Nightmare Moon’s leg, all of them peered to the floor. A moment later, Tic, Tac, and Toe did the same, snoring and snoozing and appearing overall peaceful. It was a cute sight, Nightmare Moon found; an odd sight, too, given the present company in the room.
“Time for bed,” Discord announced.
***
Shining Armor’s mouth popped open the moment Nightmare Moon entered through the mouth of Discord’s flying fortress. What followed his mouth in a downwards direction next were his shoulders and his head, and eventually the contents of his stomach. Lastly his knees buckled underneath him and he found himself thinly spread out along the cold stone floor. He couldn’t have gotten back to his hooves if he’d wanted to. He felt completely and utterly gutted in that moment.
As he walked past him Discord stepped onto his back, making him wheeze. “Shining must’ve deflated while we were out,” he remarked. “Anyone know where that extra air pump went?”
In the middle of the fortress’ foyer, Nightmare Moon came to a sudden stop and held a hoof to her muzzle. “Shining Armor?”
Somehow hearing Nightmare Moon speak his name brought Shining Armor back to his hooves. At first the sight of her had made him sad—another of the good guys being swayed to the side of evil?—but now he only felt mad. Also angry and pissed off and… and… and too mad to even ponder up another term to describe himself with!
Shining shoved a hoof into Nightmare Moon’s chest. “Really? Really?” he trumpeted. “You were back for… what? A couple years at best and now you’re already going all Nightmare Moon on us? Again?” He tapped on her chest plate angrily. “You still felt neglected? Was that it? How!? Ponies freaking love you, Luna! You know how many foals dress up as you for Nightmare Night? Dress up as Princess Luna and not Nightmare Moon?”
Nightmare Moon frowned heavily and shoved his leg away. “I believe you’re oversimplifying things.”
“Am I really, though?” Shining’s eyes bugged out from his head as he continued to rant. “Misunderstood? Neglected? Is that what brought this relapse on? You know how many times Cadence and I invited you over for dinner? Or to the Crystal Empire for a nice getaway weekend? It was you that never showed up, Luna! We had the guest bed made and everything! Got in your favorite breakfast cereal, too!”
Nightmare Moon pursed her lips. “Luna was… busy at the time. I’m sure she regrets—”
Now Shining was literally pacing around the foyer, one hoof raised high above his head as if that somehow acted as a visual exclamation point to aid in his speech. “I know what this is about! I know exactly what this is about! You got sick of ruling, didn’t you? You spend a thousand years on the moon doing next to nothing, and the moment you return, Celestia has you cleaning up all of Equestria’s bureaucratic nonsense! Now instead of slaying dragons, you’re slaying mountains of paperwork! Now no Discord’s to get stoned! Now no new foreign lands to discover, either!”
“Isn’t it Twilight Sprinkle that does all that stuff now?” Chrysalis murmured to Sombra.
“Sparkle!” Shining corrected sharply.
Chrysalis grinned. “I know what I said, sweetie.”
Shining continued, “You just think that since the Elements took your old job, you’d go right where the action is! What better way to shake things up than by turning into a villain again, right? Isn’t that exactly what this is?” A bead of sweat rolled down his face. His cheeks flushed crimson. “Well, you know what, Nightmare Moon? I’m gonna tell you something that I’ve never said to anyone before—something so mean and terrible I hope it haunts you for the rest of your days!”
He stormed across the room and stopped only when his snout bumped into hers.
“I think you suck and I don’t like you anymore.”
Nightmare Moon gave him a half-smile. “Is that so?”
“It is.”
She turned away from him, and found Bad Dude curled up atop Tirek’s back, using his cape as both a blanket and a pillow. She met Tirek’s gaze. “I don’t wish for Bad Dude to see what happens next. Take him somewhere where he won’t disturb us.”
“It is late enough already,” Tirek replied. “Bad Dude should’ve been back in bed long ago. I’ll see he gets there.” Then he exited the room with Bad Dude in tow.
Shining Armor’s lips flipped uncontrollably between a smile and a grimace. He gulped dryly. “What are you going to do to me?”
“For insulting Nightmare Moon like you have?” the villainess spoke to him delicately. “How about I show you the moon? All of it? I know it must be rather full this evening, and I’d just hate to have you miss out on it.”
Behind Nightmare Moon, Discord swiftly ran out from the room as fast as his thin legs would carry him. “I need popcorn!” he shouted back. “Right this instant! Something interesting is about to happen! Don’t do anything until I get back, okay?”
***
The cool wind on the fortress’ roof whipped Shining’s long mane around his head. He quivered out a breath and watched as his hooves trembled on his lap. Underneath him was the basket to the catapult the Coalition used to loft heavy objects into the sky to blast to bits with their magic. Now it appeared as if they’d planned on firing him out into the night air instead.
“I take back what I said!” Shining yelped. “I don’t think you suck! In fact, I think you’re cool now! Super cool!”
“That’s nice.” Nightmare Moon flashed her fangs at him; the light from the full moon above making them glint in the pitch-black dark. Her hoof rested on the catapult’s only lever. “But a little late, I’m afraid.”
By the lip of the roof, Chrysalis growled deep in her throat. “We’re not really going to let this happen, are we? Shining’s our hostage. We were going to do things with him! Ransom or something of the sort!”
Sombra laughed happily beside her. “As much as I had wanted to torture the imbecilic Prince myself, I can’t help but find death by catapult most hilarious. It’s almost like throwing smelly trash away. I approve wholeheartedly.”
A thin arm wrapped around Sombra’s side. With his other hand, Discord stuffed as much fresh popcorn into his mouth as he could fit in there before he choked. “For once, I agree with King Crystal Method here. This is fun! We should’ve shot Shining off the roof ages ago! I wonder how many flips he’ll do before he lands.” Then he laughed and ate another handful of popcorn. “Think he’ll be able to see his house from here?”
“But… but…” Chrysalis muttered. “What about my unicorn sandwich?”
Sombra looked at her uneasily. “Your what?”
Nightmare Moon stomped a hoof against the roof. “Enough talk! It has been too long since Equestria has feared the likes of Nightmare Moon! But not after tonight!”
That was when Nightmare Moon leaned forward and whispered three short sentences into Shining’s ear. In the midst of his loud blubbering, Shining suddenly ceased and took a second to study her. Then he blinked and went back to his continued sobs.
“Scream for me, Prince!”
Nightmare Moon yanked on the lever and the basket to the catapult shot up and ejected Shining Armor faster than anyone’s eyes could follow. As he screamed and went plot over tea kettle again and again into the darkened night sky (his flailing silhouette momentarily overlapping the perfectly white moon), Discord counted on his fingers each and every time he completed a flip. Regretfully, he lost count after a full thirty-two rotations.
“Oh, those screams bring me back,” Chrysalis spoke dreamily. “You know I almost married that unicorn?”
“We know, we know,” Discord replied dryly, “but sadly he’s now married to the ground. And from what I understand, they’re in a rather committed relationship.” He waited for someone to laugh. “Get it? Because he smashed into the Earth and died? Because he won’t have anymore relationships afterward on account of being so dead? Anyone? Anyone at all?”
No one on the roof answered him. Chrysalis and Sombra seemed too occupied at the time.
Nightmare Moon took her hoof off the lever with a sigh.
“All this murder has made me famished. What is the food situation in this place?”
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Well, that was certainly an obvious 'free the hostage' bit for Luna. Rather silly anyway.
The three sentences spoken to Shining Armor:
Good work.
Sleep well.
I'll most likely kill you in the morning.
This just got a bit dark...
I feel like Nightmare Moon is still good, and by shooting him from the catapult she let him go. When she whispered in his ear it might've been information or something.
You know there's a net waiting at the end of that Shining Flinger Lunamoony just fired off.
THIS HORN OF MINE GLOWS WITH AN AWESOME POWER!
Servent: . . .
Servent: What shall we do, our Lord?
Superior: Send him......TO. THE. MOON.
Servent: B-but sir-
Superior: I said send him. That's an order.
Servent: . . .
Superior: GO!
--a few hours later--
Pony who was launched to the moon: So....who sent you to the moon, shining?
I'm expecting Nightmare Moon actually sent Shiny to the moooooon when nobody else was looking.
Also, I'm mildly surprised. How does Princess Celestia not even remember Bad Dude's real name yet? Or does she and she's just trolling everybody?
Yay, an update!
I'm still not sure whose side Nightmare Moon is on. I doubt I'll be completely certain until the story is over...
Since I can't think of anything more to say here, I'll answer your questions. I'm doing quite well! I'm in the middle of reading two books: Hamlet and Pride and Prejudice. Furthermore, I just finished Warriors: Dawn of the Clans, Book 6: Path of Stars. I'd say it was pretty good, though not nearly on par with the other titles I mentioned. But I have a wide range of tastes in books, and so I liked it all the same.
7350114
The short answer? Hers.
Also, the author's name has Derpy in it. But the avatar is King Sombra, folks.
PHILOSOPHICAL OVERLOAD! MINDS EFFING BLOWN TA HELL! YES!
...I don't believe this switch-side act at all. It would've been a lot more believable if Luna claimed she'd spent all that time in solitude getting more and more worked up, thinking about what happened over and over again and again. She just wanted love, she just wanted everypony to notice her as well. And what did Celestia do? Celestia threw her to the moon, then let her subjects forget about her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt as though Celestia couldn't have cared less about her, just about her image as a kind and loving princess, and the anger and hatred she felt about that would twist her back into Nightmare Moon.
well at least that's what would've made the so called 'transition' more believable to me, even though I am 100% sure that Luna is just being a double agent.7350162 Yes, that is the simplest answer to give, but it could be interpreted differently. While it is possible that Luna is working only for her own benefit, and is siding neither with Celestia nor C.U.T.E. permanently, I'm unsure that her loyalties lie with only herself. I'd give each choice about 1/3rd chance: Celestia's side, C.U.T.E.'s side, or her own, independent side. I'd probably weight it towards C.U.T.E. and herself, though, because everyone'e expecting her to be a double agent for Celestia, and Naturalbornderpy might lean away from that ultimately (although the signs point in that direction).
I wonder what those sentences were? I sense that Luna/Nightmare Moon is up to something here. Perhaps she is "freeing" Shining Armor by launching him out of a cannon? Whatever her plan is, it succeeded.
Now we will hopefully get to see what happened to Shining Armor.
Continuing with my spree of sadistic comments, I agree with my past self that this is an EXCELLENT time for someone to be a realistic, non-PG villain: of course, Luna is faking, telepathy bs right before he hits the ground, yada yada. Curse you, T for Teen rating! First RD, and now we can't get any fun out of Shining... A shame.
She's so totally faking.
Finally!
Didn't think it would take almost a month for the next chapter to come out. But it was worth the wait especially with that whole scene with Bad Dude being latched on to Nightmare's hoof.
So I'm pretty sure everyone knows that Nightmare Moon is faking, I'm hoping the next chapters will at least tempt Luna to turn to the dark side for real. Of course she's going to have to be very careful while she's in their base since they'll obviously be watching her every movements looking for anything to prove she's faking.
Fun
Shining's not dead, is he.
Torn between wanting to believe you're taking this story someplace darker versus laughing hysterically at Nightmare Moon/Luna launching Shining out of a catapult.
Was calling her Luna here intentional? Because it made me imagine her slipping from the Nightmare Moon voice into regular Princess Luna.
Okay I'm going to try to be as nice as I can about this, but having C.U.T.E win every single encounter they're in with the heroes is getting beyond predictable and boring (like it just seems like the mane six and everyone else that isn't evil is just made incompetent so the villains win every time.) so I'm hoping Luna (because it's obvious she's faking) can take them down a few pegs.
Hahahaha, awwww, Bad Dude's adorable XD
Nicely done.
So that's why my diet isn't working... Does anyone know a counterspell?
A dragon would stay dead, but paperwork...
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*looks on the profile pic*
Seems legit.
Good chapter!
Can't wait to see what happens next!
Luna has been eating a lot of cake lately, I take it.
"I'm not saying she has one, of course. Just... hypothetically."
Dammit Luna, stay in character.
Well, now Cadence only needs to throw Luna, and then everybody's even.
Okay, that's just plain eeeeevil.
Somepony caught him... Cmonnnnnn.
Also Bar Dude hugs were adorable!!!!!
7351380 At the end of this arc a lot of shit shall be hitting the fan. I expect to lose some readers in the process, sadly.
7351167 Accidental Luna word. And things will get a tad heavier in the next (final?) arc.
7350973 A month? More like 21 days.
And I was working on other stuff in-between. Hey, still better than a chapter a year like some other stories around here! 
7350938 Glad someone found that funny.
7350932 Rated E for everyone, actually. And I plan on hurting ponies fairly soon. Their hearts, mostly.
7349998 I know, right?
Chrysalis didn't even kiss Bad Dude goodnight!
7349972 I aim for silly. Or dumb. Or dark. Or... let's just say I aim for everything and see what I hit?
holy buck things just got intense
King Crystal Meth
7352719
I certainly hope that's not how Luna was aiming.
7352719 as long as it is physical harm, possibly involving Pinkie turning evil, I am just fine with hearts being hurt.
May the blood fuel you, Sata-...... I mean, violence is good. Do more.My money is on Luna unorthodoxly rescuing Shining from CUTE via catapult.
Discord vomiting reminds me of Stewie in Family Guy.
I wish all hoof shakes were that simple.
“The Nightmare needs no nourishment form you. She is fueled by pure hatred and envy! Wrath and despair! As well as the bowl of chips and dip she had less than twenty minutes ago!” Love this quote!
Shining—you continue to impress me, my proving how much of a dolt you are. Way to represent the pathetic stallions of Equestria.
Sombra—don’t quit your day job. Stand-up ain’t for you.
Moony just launched him back into the hooves of the Elements, didn't she?
7361043 What's a long chapter to you? 1k isn't really anything. 2 - 4k is a nice meal with drink. 5 - 7k is a buffet with double dessert (still edible in a single sitting, though). 8k and up is where I start looking at the clock and wondering if I have enough time to read it all. (Btw, I also haven't finished FO:E yet, either. It's good, but... 20k chapters? I have to remember where I left off!)
I normally laugh at Shining Armor in this story. Am I too numb to feel two broken bones... Never mind. I don't find the thought humerus.
7360792 Or to the moon. She could've easily insulted his honor... being a guard and all.
Wait. If he died then would his prince-captain of the royal guard status make him a Hero King?
7361058 I'm so glad you have the exact same opinion on chapter lengths as me. That makes your work even more awesome! Have you seen the story "The Sweetie Chronicles: Fragments"? As much as I want to read that, I'm not going to because of the chapter length. Too busy.
I read it as “How about I moon you?”. That was a disturbing mental image conjured.
7362478 And so she shoved Shining up her butt...
7352719 So, in other words, you can't write anything about ponies without it eventually turning into misery and suffering, even if it starts out as a light comedy.
I believe a new term for this sort of obsessive psychosis must be invented...
Seriously, you seem to be taking this from the tone of "Animaniacs" silliness at the beginning and turning it gradually into "Nightmare on Elm Street".
That sort of tonal whiplash gets an F- grade in creative writing 101! *writes it in RED INK to totally obliterate your self-esteem and smashes your participation trophy with a ballpeen hammer*
And then Deadpool shows up and shoots Bad Dude in the face, because Deadpool deals with villains that way.
7367010 I've written a lot of genres. And had some long stories go from goofy comedy to dark. Some people look forward to it. Some don't. If you take a look at 75 percent of my total stories (the one-shots mostly), you can plainly see I have the ability to stay in a certain genre for an entire story. I've even done some multi-chapter horror stories that don't randomly switch to light-hearted comedy.
Honestly, I'm getting sick of your stick. If you don't like the story then why are you reading it? Here's an idea: stop reading this story or its comments and spend that time writing something of your own that isn't a troll fic. You seem to know an awful lot about writing, so it shouldn't be a problem. There's a big difference between people that actually write for themselves and others and the people that simply want to step on what others have made.
I still get nervous each time I release a new story or chapter, but I do it because I like creating and I like receiving comments and input in turn. But what you're offering... I'm not even sure what it is anymore besides a series of random words and jabs at anyone that'll take the time to look.
To put this long note into perspective, I've almost been on the site for two years and have never been so blunt with someone before, including those that have completely trashed some of my stuff. I make fun of myself for being Canadian and "nice" and all that crap, but honestly I don't feel the need to go out of my way to put people down, even on the internet where everyone is anonymous.
But, hey, aren't you special? You made a nice guy pissed off for once! Congrats! Hope you laugh yourself to sleep as you must do every night.
7367123
Yeahhhhhhhhh.... kinda proves my point.
You're focused so intently on pain and torment to the point that its the only genre you can maintain in tone.
Whether or not you're 'tired of my shtick' or not is immaterial. My analysis of your collective works has reached the only obvious conclusion possible based on the demonstrated evidence.
7374682 I like Pineapple Pizza! Especially with ham and a nice thin crust and maybe some Jalapeno peppers-
Oops. Just had a foodgasm...
I think Dissy's going to need some aloe for that burn.
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Oh! Naturalbornderpy. The thing that you need to know about Alondro, and makes dealing with him easier. Is that he's a shitposter and a troll. Seriously, that's about him in a sentence.
Now about the genre thing, yeah things went a bit dark here and there, but honestly I'm looking for the reveal that he's not dead but was secretly teleported to the moon. I mean she did say he'd see all of it, and I'm sure she has somewhere there he'd be able to survive.
Still cool to see Luna playing NMM, it should be fun to read.