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'Visions are worth fighting for. Why spend your life making someone else's dreams?'

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When Twilight Sparkle learns that Barbara, Queen of the Communists, plans to detonate bombs all over the world to turn everyone into communists, she must team up with Tempest Shadow to save both humanity and ponies from Marxism in a gripping, mesmerizing, and utterly bizarre tale written with a predictive text generator.

This story was adapted into an audio reading by Curtis Wildcat, which you can listen to here!

Chapters (6)
Comments ( 38 )

There is no 'Queen' In the working class, Only Comrades!

Anyway random story and i approve

Harry Potter and the Rest of the Sentence, anybody?

The sun looked down at Twilight. “What are you doing?” It demanded.

“I'm going to Tempest's house,” Twilight said.

“Why?”

“To ask her to be my wife.”

“Why?”

“So we can concentrate on death.”

“That is acceptable,” the sun said. “Proceed.”

The sun quickly accepted that Twilight was a millenial...

...Okay. I don't have time to look at this now, but judging from the final few paragraphs, it's absurd enough that I know I'm going to like it. Marking this as 'Read Later'.


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Come to think of it, I think some years back someone tried something similar with a Harry Potter fanfic of sorts. It seemed a bit dignified in its absurdity.

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I believe you are thinking of Harry Potter and the Portrait of what appeared to be a Pile of Ash.

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Comment posted by BurningSkies deleted Jul 19th, 2019

Holy shit! That plot twist/ending/cliffhanger is perhaps the most unexpected, impact-full and emotional one that I ever read! I went from laughing my ass of to quietly staring and rereading the last sentence over and over again in disbelief!

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Yeah, that caught me by surprise, too. When the text generator suggested it, I thought, "Huh... well, let's see where this goes."

“She was carried away by the state and put in Germany,” Spike said sadly, “and then given a forklift and then drained of her riches.

By Klaus the Forklift Driver?

Wonderful.

Are the movie rights up for sale? :rainbowwild:

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It'd certainly be a weird movie, but yeah, I'd be up for seeing an adaptation.

Awww, that ending was lovely. :twilightsmile:


Lastly, I've been working on this story for two months, but Ultra-the-HedgeToaster's story, "Botnik Sparkle makes a hoof" came up first

Oh, err, woops! :derpyderp2:

Hmm, it seems we both started writing around the same time. I guess I got "lucky" getting mine out first. :twilightsheepish:

The funny thing is, I was actually worried someone else might do this exact thing before I got the chance to post mine - especially, after this thread popped up in my feed about an OpenSource text generator that, in fact, had been given some pony training data to work with, able to produce pony-crossover gibberish by itself with little human input other than an initial paragraph. Furthermore, BradyBunch's My Little Bot, a parody of bot-written content, caught my attention about 2 weeks into writing "Botnik Sparkle" - and quite a few people did note the resemblance to Botnik's Harry Potter novel. I wouldn't have been surprised to see others, inspired by the tale of a happily stoned Fluttershy and her friends drinking the Elements of Harmony, to take Botnik for a spin themselves before my story was ready.

Me having this nasty case of "being a really slow writer" and "unable to create unless all the stars magically align perfectly", I feared I might get beaten to the punch. I didn't expect I'd be the one to... err, punch someone else! :derpyderp2:

Woops! :twilightblush:


Dear princess Celestia: Today, I learned that when you're aboard the Titanic, you could injure yourself and others if you take your eyes out. [...]”

A subtle jab at Harry Potter for the impracticality of gauging one's eyes in a critical moment. :trollestia:


“My name is no longer Spike,” the prison said. “It is Springwater Station. [...] Farewell, friends...”

Aww, will Twilight ever see Springwater Station again? :fluttercry:


“Nooooo!” Barbara screamed.

The flamingo grabbed the Queen of the Communists and then stomped her into a large bowl until she was smooth and fluffy. It added a cup of fresh parsley and a pinch of garlic before eating the bowl and flying back into the sun.

YIKES. Graphic. :twilightoops:


“Spike, how many more bombs are in Germany?”

“About 20 billion.”

Hmm. I should probably be concerned about that, considering that's where I live. :trixieshiftright:

“And how do we get into Germany?” Twilight asked.

Was a little weird to read about Twilight and Tempest sneaking their way into Germany. :twilightsheepish:

“Tempest and I need to get to East Germany and disarm the bombs.”

Well. East Germany. I suppose that makes more sense then. :trollestia:


To create this story, I used the predictive text generator offered by Botnik, and used several different text files as databases, including transcripts of all MLP: FIM up to season 9, pancake recipes, historical descriptions, Rogue tips for an RPG, Halloween safety tips, and Carl Marx's Communist Manifesto.

That... sure is an odd combination of sources. :rainbowderp:

Then again, for an upcoming chapter in my own Botnik-story, I've combined Friendship Reports with 1000 fanfiction short-descriptions and Wired Product Reviews.

The results are... interesting.

Dear Princess Cel–

Dear Princess Celestia's computer.

We 5/10-recommended phones are awesome mares. The only negative thing about friendship is being attacked by Microsoft.

Twilight Sparkle had another improvement at Canterlot University with her extended family during Hearth's Experience.

It's always your phone or even the entire hive of Equestria that's hard to believe in, but they might just drive you mad at Alexa and Google assistant faster than anyone expected: Celestia is mishandling your programming service in Ponyville willingly, given Thorax works in mysterious ways to erase certain alicorns of Equestria. However they will always have a place in our lives on the outskirts of where the keyboard usually resides.

Today I learned what the chemicals in friendship are: A 2.9 Ghz sunflower and the secret of the great and powerful i7 CPU leave a valuable American life in your hands; wonderful gold springs have been romanticized as of late.

Embracing USB ports can be hard for a shy yellow coloured pegasus pony from Cloudsdale, and I hope Microsoft sticks with the Crystal Empire for help investigating a mirror universe you don't wanna go to.

Today is a wondrous and powerful computer designed for every friend.

Your typical gaming machine,

Big Macintosh

:derpytongue2:

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Oh darn, I had meant to thank you for helping out with this story by providing the Botnik database for all the episodes to date, but I forgot. So... sorry and thanks!

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“My thighs are always there to make sure that our enemies will be executed,” Tempest boasted, and not unreasonably.

I have never seen something more perfectly in-character in one of these stories than this right here.

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Things being erased from history is the best running gag. XD

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The bed of migration.

Sun's a fucking badass.

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This truly is a weapon to surpass Metal Gear.

In all seriousness, I want to know more about your method here. How much was actually your doing?

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Thanks! And to answer your question, I'd say it's about a 60/40 blend. As I said in the opening chapter, I had a rough idea of the plot before I started, but most of it was made up on the fly based on what the generator put out, including stuff being erased from history. The best way I can describe it is that you're using a gps to guide you as you drive through an unmapped location: sometimes the route you're guided to is interesting and you keep going, sometimes it's not so good and you need to take a detour, and sometimes you have to turn back and try something completely different.

That said, I still had to do a LOT of trimming, revising, and condensing to take this from 'pure gibberish' to 'somewhat coherent.'

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I'm impressed you didn't go full predictive. :)

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Oh, that would have been easier, but the results would have been a lot messier. I think the best predictive text parodies are where it looks like it could kinda pass for the real thing, if it weren't so obvious that it was all gibberish.

“Move, mouse,” Tempest said, “unless you'd rather be forced to endure poverty.”

The story of how I lost my home.

Tempest got to her favorite hooves.

This is fantastic.

The places you choose to let the predictive generator write, and where you keep the continuity it sets are awesome. I love how so many ridiculous things happen and just have to remain that way because the RNG has spoken.

Barbara frantically squeezed her fingers, but all that came out was 2 eggs and vanilla extract.

This was the moment I remembered the pancake recipes being part of this. Glorious.

“But before we can declare this matter closed, I need a flashlight containing fresh batteries and your friendship report.”

Some of my favorite moments were these where it's not quite so blatant, but still certain where a phrase came from. The flashlight with fresh batteries being from the Halloween safety guide, that is. This was fantastic, and severely underrated by people who just couldn't appreciate the good subtleties here among the nonsense.

I absolutely loved it.

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It was quite interesting to see what the generator came up with!

...I'm convinced. Someone has to do a dramatic reading of this.

Looking at this from a time when text generating AI are making headlines for being too good, just what generator did you use for this???????????????

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I used the Botnik generator, which you can find at this site.

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