Reviews from pre-readers: "i really hate to say this. i try to find something positive about any fanfic, no matter how bad. but this is total garbage. it is ill-thought out, has unrealistic dialogue, and pointless, stupid endings." "the first couple sentences were okay" "I thought it was beautiful and elegant... The plotline is deep, and the character development is so pure and honest it made me cry." "I never asked for this." "Aw, and I was actually hoping for a real story this time." "Now this... This I can fap to." "Why." "what the fuck did i just read" "Wat." "TL;DR" "Go an hero. Right now."
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you filly fondler? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Junior Speedsters, and I've been involved in numerous secret flight missions with the wonderbolts, and I have over 300 confirmed sonic rainbooms. I am trained to be an expert flight specialist and I'm the top ace pilot in the entirety of equestria. You are nothing to me but just another 2 dimensional ground walker. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in ponyville, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the ponies? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am flying my F-18 to your place right now, its been laser designated to be destroyed, you better prepare your lack of plot-holes. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred flight patterns, and that's just with my navigation turned off. Not only am I extensively trained in flight, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Royal Equestrian Guard and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the village, you little shit. If only you could have known what uncelestian retribution your little "pony" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit pony all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.
Reviews from pre-readers:
"i really hate to say this. i try to find something positive about any fanfic, no matter how bad. but this is total garbage. it is ill-thought out, has unrealistic dialogue, and pointless, stupid endings."
"the first couple sentences were okay"
"I thought it was beautiful and elegant... The plotline is deep, and the character development is so pure and honest it made me cry."
"I never asked for this."
"Aw, and I was actually hoping for a real story this time."
"Now this... This I can fap to."
"Why."
"what the fuck did i just read"
"Wat."
"TL;DR"
"Go an hero. Right now."
1071580 I really hope that this is satire, and you're just being in character...
It's just the same thing twice, and they both end too quickly! Be creative, for Satan's sake!
This troll fiction makes me disappoint.
I think a Funnyjunkie of certain caliber could do alot better, brony or not.
meh
1078121
Ok, this just proves you are a troll and therefore this story is garbage. Good day *proceeds to turn fic into spaghetti and then flies away.*
1085216
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you filly fondler? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Junior Speedsters, and I've been involved in numerous secret flight missions with the wonderbolts, and I have over 300 confirmed sonic rainbooms. I am trained to be an expert flight specialist and I'm the top ace pilot in the entirety of equestria. You are nothing to me but just another 2 dimensional ground walker. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in ponyville, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the ponies? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am flying my F-18 to your place right now, its been laser designated to be destroyed, you better prepare your lack of plot-holes. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred flight patterns, and that's just with my navigation turned off. Not only am I extensively trained in flight, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Royal Equestrian Guard and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the village, you little shit. If only you could have known what uncelestian retribution your little "pony" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit pony all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.
1085840 I think I love you.