Following a hectic, and frankly violent start, Ace Ventura, along with the Mane Six and Spike, continued their investigation for any clues surrounding Ray Finkle. Eventually, they found themselves pulling up just outside a two-story stilt house, which they assumed to be the Finkle household. The place was completely desecrated by graffiti, bullet holes and paint bombs. Looking around, they saw toilet paper strewn through the trees. As the car came to a complete stop, Ace stepped out of the car and the Equestrians followed suit.
“Well, here we are,” Ace announced. “Ray Finkle’s childhood home.”
To say the Equestrians were anxious was an understatement. They couldn’t take their eyes off all the graffiti messages all over the house saying, ‘Finkle stinks!’, ‘Choke’, etc.
“… Very atmospheric…” Spike spoke nervously.
“You guys think this could be the decollate farmhouse the local mobs at the bar were wailing, stammering, and shouting about?” Pinkie asked rapidly. “The one that belongs to the Finkles, ranting about it as they were going to the pitchforks and torches store?”
“Noo…” Rainbow groaned sarcastically. “We think this rundown house on the outskirts of town, vandalized beyond belief, is a five-star hotel.”
“Oh… well that’s a relief!” Pinkie giggled.
Rainbow rolled her eyes with a hoof-slap to the head.
“So easy…”
“Think we’ll find answers about Ray Finkle here, Mr. Ventura?” Fluttershy asked Ace.
“Well, my inter-dimensional Watsons… only one way to find out,” He responded.
Ace approached and knocked against the door as the Equestrians followed close behind. A wooden peephole slid open revealing a suspicious pair of eyes.
“Uh… good morning…” Twilight waved awkwardly.
“Hi!” Ace greeted. “We’re looking for Ray Finkle…”
A double barrel shotgun suddenly slid straight into Ace’s face, while a ‘cocking’ sound was heard. The Mane Six and Spike were stiff as boards, staring down the barrel of the gun before the detective’s face.
“… And a clean pair of shorts.”
“Ditto!” Spike gulped.
An old man’s deep gruff voice emerged from inside.
“What do you all know about Ray Finkle?”
Ace and the Equestrians took a huge breath before replying in turn.
“Southpaw soccer style kicker…” Twilight began.
“Graduated from Collier High in June 1976…” Spike added.
“Stetson University honors graduate, class of 1980…” Applejack included.
“Holds two NCAA division one records…” Fluttershy listed.
“One for most points in a season, one for distance…” Rarity piped in.
“Former nickname ‘The Mule’…” Rainbow continued.
“The first and only pro athlete ever to come out of Collier County,” Pinkie smiled.
“And one hell of a model American,” Ace finished.
Everyone took another breath and let it out for relief.
“Did we miss anything?” Pinkie asked curiously.
After a beet, the shotgun reeled back into the peephole, and it closed. The door slowly creaked open revealing Mr. Finkle, an unsmiling, taciturn, elderly man holding the gun.
“Are you another one of them ‘Hard Copy’ guys?” Mr. Finkle asked.
“No sir,” Ace shook his head. “We’re just very big Finkle fans.”
“This is our Graceland, sir,” Pinkie teared up. “I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.”
The remainder of the ‘Mane Six’ and Spike shook their heads with a roll of their eyes over their pink friend’s over-exaggeration. While doing that, Mrs. Finkle, a sweet, adorable elderly woman came over and pulled the gun away from her husband.
“Will you put that gun down?!” She said. “The children are fans of our son. So nice to meet you all. I’m Ray’s mother, and this is Ray’s father.”
“It’s a real honor,” Ace smirked.
“If you call nearly getting your face blown off by a player’s father an honor,” Rainbow muttered angrily.
“Now hun, don’t let yer anger get the better of you again,” Applejack whispered to her.
She then placed her hands along Rainbow’s shoulders, slowly massaging them in an attempt to calm her marefriend. Rainbow released a slight groan, not out of pain… but rather relief as she felt any knot slowly falter.
In the meantime, Mrs. Finkle led the group right into the house.
“Well, it’s an honor to have you all in our home,” She spoke kindly. “My Ray is so appreciative of his fans. He’ll be so pleased you stopped by.”
“Are you expecting Ray anytime soon?” Twilight asked curiously.
“Oh, yes. I expect him home any minute,” Mrs. Finkle nodded. “Would you like some cookies? I just baked them.”
“YYYYYUMMIEEEEE!!!” Ace & Pinkie spoke in unison.
“I wouldn’t mind a little snack myself,” Rainbow nodded.
“How very kind of you,” Rarity commented.
Mrs. Finkle hurried off toward the kitchen. Ace and Pinkie are the only ones who actually smiled toward Mr. Finkle, while the others were in a state of awkward silence. In their eyes, the guy was essentially a walking corpse. He just stared back at the group, almost as if attempting to judge them one by one.
“Wow… Ray Finkle’s house!” Ace admired. “I can’t wait to meet him!”
“We heard he has quite the reputation,” Fluttershy spoke nervously.
“If you and yer wife don’t mind, we’d like tah ask him some questions about his recent behavior,” Applejack spoke.
“Ray ain’t comin’ home,” Mr. Finkle responded.
Everyone blinked twice, shifting their eyes at one another before turning back toward Mr. Finkle.
“I beg your pardon?” Rarity spoke confused.
“But your wife said you expect him home any minute,” Ace added.
“She expects him home any minute,” Mr. Finkle emphasized. “See, the engines runnin’ but, uh—there’s no one behind the wheel.”
“Uh—Mr. Finkle—we don’t quite understand,” Twilight spoke up. “Where exactly is Ray?”
“Ten years ago, our son escaped from Shady Acres Psychiatric Hospital in Tampa,” Mr. Finkle answered. “They’re still buggin’ us to pick up his stuff.”
“Whoa, whoa, hold up!” Rainbow interrupted. “Did you just say… mental hospital?”
“You mean… Ray was committed?” Fluttershy asked.
“For what?” Spike added, curious.
Mrs. Finkle soon returned with a plate of football decorated-and-shaped cookies.
“It was all that Dan Marino’s fault, everyone knows that!” She spoke sweetly. “If he had held the ball laces out, like he’s supposed to, Ray would never have missed that kick. Dan Marino should die of Gonorrhea and rot in Hell. Would anyone like a cookie?”
Gonorrhea?
A sexually transmitted bacterial infection… usually affects the urethra, rectum or throat… take your pick.
Uh… no!
The Equestrians look on with concerning wide-eyed faces as they and Ace took a cookie.
“Hmm… what do ya know,” Ace held one up. “They’re little footballs. Ha-ha-ha.”
“How… festive!” Pinkie smiled awkwardly.
“Laces OUT!” Mrs. Finkle spoke sweetly.
*CRASH!!!*
“AAH!!! ASSASSINS!!!” Fluttershy squeaked, ducking behind Rarity.
Sure enough, a large stone smashed through the window. Outside, a pickup truck filled with drunken patrons from the Pigskin Sports Bar drove by yelling their Finkle chant.
“FINKLE SUCKS! FINKLE SUCKS!” The mob chanted.
“I told you he had a lot of fans,” Mrs. Finkle replied.
“Shouldn’t you be calling the police or something?” Spike pointed out.
“We could… but…”
Mrs. Finkle picked up the rock and hurled it straight out the broken window. It struck one of the vandals, knocking him out cold, as the truck peeled away. The group stared wide-eyed at the scene as they slowly arched their heads toward Mr. Finkle.
“She got the arm; the boy got the leg,” Mr. Finkle spoke dryly.
“Good to know…” Rarity spoke nervously.
“Um—Mrs. Finkle—before we go, may we at least see Ray’s room?” Twilight asked.
“What for?” Mrs. Finkle asked suspiciously.
“We figured Ray might have come back here to retrieve something, a personal belong he may have left behind in his haste. It would really help us locate his whereabouts.”
“Well, of course!” Mrs. Finkle smiled. “Anything for true fans of our son.”
Mrs. Finkle proceeded to lead Ace and the group up the staircase. Soon enough they were walking down the hallway leading straight to Ray’s room.
“When Ray gets back and starts kicking again, he’ll never even know he was gone,” Mrs. Finkle spoke, mid-walk. “I kept his room just the way he left it.”
“Just the way he left it?” Twilight asked curiously.
Mrs. Finkle nodded as she opened the door to Ray’s room. Ace stepped in, along with the group, who suddenly went bug-eyed!
“OOOOH…” Fluttershy gasped.
“MYYYYY…” Spike spoke wide-eyed.
“FAAUUSSSST!!!” Twilight finished.
To say Ray Finkle’s room belonged to someone clearly and ‘very’ mentally unhinged would’ve been the understatement of the century. It’s a death shrine to Dan Marino himself. Complete with life-size cutouts of Dan Marino, some with nooses around the neck, others hacked to pieces. Painted on the walls were disturbing phrases including: ‘Death to Marino!’, ‘Marino must die!!!’, and other… unmentionable terms.
“Well… I think it’s safe to say Ray Finkle has officially secured taking the #1 prime suspect position on our list,” Pinkie pointed out.
“Gee, no kidding!” Rainbow remarked sarcastically.
“What gave you that there idea?” Applejack added.
“I’ve seen terrible things from the Ministry planning horrible acts at Wrestlemania,” Fluttershy trembled, hiding in her mane. “But this… this really scares me.”
“I agree,” Rarity commented. “This positively takes revenge to a whole new level.”
“… Ooh boy,” Ace gasped.
“What a sports nut, huh?” Mrs. Finkle asked.
“You got the ‘nut’ part right,” Rainbow muttered.
Within the center of the room was a movie projector.
“May I?” Ace asked.
“Oh yes, by all means,” Mrs. Finkle nodded in approval.
Mrs. Finkle shut the lights off. Ace turned on the projector and the group gathered together to watch. The film flickered over the ‘Marino must die!!!’ graffiti. It’s the final play of the Super Bowl. Marino took the snap, Finkle kicked, and the ball sailed wide. The film repeated itself to infinity, as the group looked on worried and concerned. As the realization swept over their faces, Twilight spoke up.
“Girls… Spike… I think we found our motive,” Twilight pointed out.
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Later on, following their excursion in the Finkle house, the Mane Six, Spike, and Ace Ventura found themselves back at the Balbo Gas Station. Ace was currently in the payphone trying to calm Melissa, who sounded pretty stressed on her end. After everything they witnessed and learned, the group couldn’t possibly get out of that crazy place fast enough. Now it was a race against time to prevent what was coming next.
“Melisa, it’s Ace,” Ace spoke over the phone.
“Ace? Where are you?”
“I’m in Psychoville and Finkle’s the Mayor. Where’s Dan Marino?”
“Marino? Why?”
“Because he’s about to join Snowflake,” Ace responded. “I gotta know where he is.”
“Okay, hold on…”
Ace waited impatiently, as he could hear Melissa checking what she needed to find.
“Come on…” Ace muttered impatiently. “Come on…”
As Ace waited, two paramedics departed from the gas station office rolling a dead body on a gurney. The area of the sheet that covered the face was a giant red spot. The Mane Six and Spike watched wide eyed as the paramedics loaded good old Mr. Bilbo into an ambulance and drove away, ringing the station bell one more time.
“You know what? After everything we’ve seen, this just feels like a warning of things to come,” Rainbow spoke nervously.
“That’s not disconcerting at all,” Spike remarked sarcastically.
As they watch the paramedics climb aboard the ambulance, Twilight noticed something very ‘ominous’ in the background.
“Guys… what is that?” She pointed out.
Everyone (Minus Ace) turned toward the direction Twilight was pointing to. They noticed what resembled a figure in a dark cloak, standing there… staring at them. It was clearly female, if the slender frame and long silver hair protruding from the robe didn’t tell them anything. The figure reached their arms out from their cloak and produced an hourglass which they flipped over so the sands would fall. They placed the hourglass upon the ground and looked back toward the group. Though the figure was a good distance away, Twilight could hear them speak through her magic.
“The end is near… the end is near…”
In a quick blink of an eye, just like that, the figure disappeared. Everyone looked around in confusion, trying to see where the figure had gone off to. But they found nothing… absolutely nothing.
“Wut in the name of Faust was that?” Applejack asked.
“Boy, this adventure gets weirder and weirder,” Spike commented.
Meanwhile, Melissa had just gone back on the phone with Ace.
“Ah, he had practice. Then… he has a commercial shoot out at the Prescott Sound Stage.”
“Where is that?” Ace asked.
“It’s on Route One by the Six cut off. Thirty minutes outside of town.”
“Okay, that’s about fifteen miles from me. Call the police. Get extra security over there now.”
“Ace, tell me what’s going on… Ace?”
The payphone dangled off the hook, as Ace and the Equestrians were in the car racing out of the swampland, the detective’s head now back out the window so he could see. They left a faded, old, barely legible sign in their wake: the ‘F’ in ‘Finkle’ replaced with ‘ST’ in spray paint.
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Meanwhile, at Prescott Studios, Dan Marino was in the process of filming a commercial for ‘Isotoners’. The all-star was completely oblivious to the fact he was in mortal danger, as he continued with his rehearsal for his advertisement.
“Hi, I’m Dan Marino. If anyone knows the value of protection, it’s me. So I protect the hands that protect me. With Isotoners.”
Five linemen proceeded to grab Marino and ran off the camera, just as the commercial came to an end.
“Good. Remember, exit camera right,” The director instructed. “That’s to your left. Alright, let’s get ready to shoot this. Helmets on this time!”
The linemen grunted as they dispersed.
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On the busy streets, Ace sped through a red light causing several cars to skid in every direction. The Equestrians watched the devastation before them, their eyes wide with horror.
“Yep… their weekend is officially ruined,” Rainbow concluded.
“Agreed!” The group nodded quickly.
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Back at Prescott Studio, Marino was sitting in the make-up chair while a girl applied some make-up on the all-star athlete.
“See, in 82 we just choked,” Marino informed the make-up girl. “We had a chance to win it and we didn’t—”
“Dan, are you ready?” The director called out.
“Ah, sure!” Marino answered, facing the girl. “I’ll tell you later.”
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Cops were racing onto the lot as quickly as they could, just as Marino was on center stage for another take. All was quiet on the set… cameras were rolling… speed applied…
“… And action!” The director cued.
“Hi, I’m Dan Marino,” The athlete smiled. “If anyone knows the value of protection, it’s me…”
An old clip of Marino getting sacked played on the ad. Cops scrambled on foot to the sound stage. The commercial was winding up, as the linemen readied themselves.
“… So I protect the hands that protect me. With Isotoners!”
Once more, the five linemen grabbed Marino and ran off camera.
“And cut!” The director yelled. “That was good. Again from one.”
But two of the linemen kept running, with Marino in their grasp…
“I said cut!!” The director yelled.
… and they kept running…
“What the hell are they doing?!” The director called out.
… right out the studio door. It was then the cops finally arrived and raced after them. The two linemen, the real ones, stumbled out of the dressing room clutching their hands in pain. Ace, the girls, and Spike skid around the corner right toward the studio, looking ahead and spotted the two kidnappers in Dolphin uniforms dragging Dan Marino to their getaway vehicle.
“THERE THEY ARE!” Spike pointed.
“LET’S GET ‘EM!” Rainbow yelled.
“How do such burly men manage to move so fast in those uniforms?” Rarity asked curiously.
Everyone, minus Ace, stared at Rarity with confusion.
“Actually, that is a reasonable question,” Pinkie piped in.
They turned their attention back to the studio, as Marino was shoved into a black 81 Ford Bronco. They drove off just as the cops emerged out of the building on foot. They were too late. Ace was already in hot pursuit, nearly running the cops down.
“Ace… ACE… ACE!!!” Fluttershy screamed. “LOOK OUT!”
But Ace merely plowed through them as the officers cried out.
“S’cuse me, gentleman! … Pet Detective!”
“Official Freelance Police Business!” Pinkie added.
“I hope one of them was Aguado,” Rainbow chuckled.
“Agreed,” Spike nodded.
The car eventually caught up with the kidnappers’ vehicle. Ace head was out the driver’s window through the entire chase. Just as he was gaining up on the bad guys, that was when the shooting began. Ace wisely tucked his head back in the car.
“They’re shootin’ at us!” Applejack yelled.
Unfortunately, due to Ace being unable to see through his broken windshield, he poked his head out again. The kidnappers were shooting again, forcing Ace to swerve and dodge the bullet shots.
“COME OOOOON!!!” Ace called out. “WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH YAH?! CAN’T C’YAH HIT ME?!”
Rainbow joined in, sticking her head out and calling out through her window.
“YEAH! I’VE SEEN BETTER SHOOTING FROM A.J. WHEN SHE AWESOMELY BUCKED THOSE APPLES INTO THOSE TARGETS ON THE TREES!”
Applejack blushed over her marefriend’s compliment, as Rainbow pulled her head back inside and looked back at her marefriend with a playful smirk and wink. The kidnappers shot again; one bullet was about to hit Ace in the face.
“ACE! LOOK…” Twilight began.
… But Ace actually ‘caught’ the bullet in-between his teeth.
“… out?”
Ace proceeded to take the bullet out of his mouth.
“Dude! That was AWESOME!” Rainbow cheered.
“Nice catch Ace!” Pinkie smiled.
“What catch?” Ace questioned.
The Pet Detective merely flicked the bullet out of his hand, as the Equestrians looked on with wide bug-eyes. Just then, as the kidnappers were shooting one bullet struck the front of the car and ricochets off the grill hitting the left tire. Ace started losing control.
“Ah, jeez!” Rainbow shrugged.
Ace’s car swerved off the road into a park, plow-knocked over some box poles and did a little job off a tiny mound of land making everyone float up for a split second.
The car landed back on the ground, smashing through several benches and tables. The various pedestrians scrambled out of the way as the vehicle flipped over a few times, before landing on its wheels with a horrid *SMASH!*. The girls and Spike clung onto anything that bolted onto the somewhat still-intact car; they were all petrified with mortal terror of surviving the crash. Ace, for the most part, was unfazed by it and released a sigh of passive aggressive annoyance.
“PPPHHHEEEEEEEW…” Ace sighed in relief.
Suddenly, Ace’s prized white pigeon landed on the car door right beside him. Ace cracked one eye and spotted the bird. Then, with a sudden quick lunge he successful trapped it within his grasp, forgetting all about Marino entirely.
“I did it! I did it!” Ace cheered. “I caught the white pigeon! I caught the white pigeon!”
Ace jumped out of his car and skipped around the park with the pigeon held high over his head. To the naked eye, he looked criminally insane.
Ace Ventura *Sings*
I caught the white pigeon,
I caught the white pigeon,
I caught the white…
Suddenly, Ace slowed down and looked around warily. There was now an unusual number of birds perched on the telephone wires around the park, along the monkey bars, and even the swings. The sky grew darker, as he slowly turned and tried getting back into the car. Suddenly, all the birds took flight.
Ace set the white pigeon free and started to run, but it was too late. The birds were on him now. Pecking, gouging, and ripping his flesh. Ten birds flew away with a leg; five flew away with an arm. Twenty others tried to take Ace’s left arm off, while half his face was missing…
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
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Ace was back in his wrecked car with his arm hanging out the window; the Equestrians were staring through the busted window frozen in terror. A small boy pulled on it.
“Hey mister… hey mister…” The boy spoke.
Ace suddenly came to, staring at the boy with a crazed expression.
“That was a really neat crash, mister,” The boy continued. “Do it again.”
Once more, Ace breathed one more sigh of relief and then Ace the key to start the car up. The busted vehicle drove back onto the highway like nothing even happened. The Equestrians were still stuck in their terror-faced state.
“Okay, first off… how the Faust did we just survive all that?” Twilight asked. “Secondly… HOW IS THIS CAR STILL RUNNING?!?!?!”
“It’s the 1972 Chevrolet Monte Carlo,” Pinkie answered. “It takes a lickin’ but keeps oooooon tickin’!”
“No wonder folks complain about the driving in this state,” Spike groaned.
“… Can we go home now?” Fluttershy whimpered.
Wonder who that woman was. She might be Phantom Dragon's kidnapper!
Okay, I'm confused, are they in their pony forms, or in their human forms?
Now that was awesome. That part's always been my favorite scene.
The case has gotten more interesting: Ray Finkle was in a psychiatric hospital and blames Dan Marino for his misfortune, and a mysterious figure appears and disappears before our protagonists.
Unfortunately, Ace, Spike, and The Mane 6 arrive too late to save Marino. Mind you, the chase was one of the funniest I've ever seen, especially when Ace stops the bullet with his teeth (Who's this guy's dentist?). Now there are three who have to save. Will they be able to make it in time?
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Ah, yes, of course, thank you.
There's some sufficient amount of evidence that Ray Finkle is definitely behind not only a few recent disappearances, but possibly involved with a murder. The biggest hint is that he blames Dan Marino for that loss at the Super Bowl, rather than taking responsibility for having failed in that kick. But things have taken a more personal turn now that Dan Marino of all people are kidnapped. As if that's not enough for our heroes, some mysterious figure is sending a warning which could possibly foreshadow the fact that the worst is still to come. The fact they are even still standing is a miracle onto itself.
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If this woman is even involved with this case at all, she's making her presence felt. She wouldn't have appeared if not for a reason.
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Definitely a memorable scene with that whole chase. Ace is definitely not like many detectives. Most of them hardly catch a bullet with their teeth, though we have seen one who are so strong a bullet wouldn't even pierce their eyes.
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That's going to depend on how quickly they can gather all the evidence that Finkle is truly the mastermind behind all this insanity. But gathering information from one location is not going to be enough, even if the evidence there is difficult to dispute.
Little notes here. The Aris Isotoner gloves being advertised in the commercial were both extremely popular for being used and promoted by athletes during the '80s and '90s. Notably, they were also the brand and type of gloves that figured in the murders of Nicole Brown Simpson and Ronald Goldman, and used in the O.J. Simpson trial.
In addition, for those in the know and growth here in Florida during that time, Marino's celebrity was quite renowned. Before his retirement, he'd founded a special chain called Dan Marino's Town Tavern, which eschewed the standard sports bar motif with a more upscale presentation, with locations in Fort Lauderdale, Coral Springs (which is the one I went to a few times in the early 2000s as an elementary school student), Orlando and St. Petersburg. Sadly, all locations have now closed, and it dovetails with a notable end of athlete-fronted restaurants, with the notable exception of Michael Jordan's group.
The chase scene is definitely one of funniest moments in this movie and shows how impressive Ace is when he caught the bullet with his teeth
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I've worked with Dan Marino for his 'Foundation' with the autistic community, I know how great a guy he is. I've had photos with him after giving a speech representing his goal of helping autistic youth apply for work on the field. I know of his reputation so that information is not new for me. But for everyone else who didn't know him... well this helps.
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Definitely one of the highlights of the feature we do make note of that one. But there definitely ought to be a disclaimer that states 'Don't try this at home'. But then again, if you've experienced how Florida drivers are, you won't believe how dangerous those drivers can be.
Well the Finkle household sure was charming... For the parents of a psycho bent on revenge. And that was some car chase. It's a wonder they survived that
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Yeah, you can tell something was wrong with the parents. The dad I probably would not want to go bowling with. And the mother, while she seems sweet, I think we can tell she has some sociopathic qualities through her sheer disdain of Marino. Not just the fact she's in denial of the fact that her son escaped from a mental institution and is running around doing god knows what.
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Me: Poor Mr. and Mrs. Finkle, taking a lot of torment because of their son...
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Me: If only she understood sarcasm...
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Me: Like very clean...
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Me: That's a lot of stuff to remember...
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Me: I am a sucker when it comes to sweets.
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Me: Dan Marino...Could he be another connection to this?
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Me: Like we're at a Superbowl party...
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Me: Wowsa!
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Me: Sweet Jesus!
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Me: I couldn't agree more, Fluttershy...
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Me: *nods and writes down Dan Marino's name*
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Me: Ya think?...
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Me: Boy do I know it.
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Me: Let's hope we're not too late.
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Me: I'm lucky I only take the bus.
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Me: Honestly, I don't pay attention to sports as it's not really my thing.
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Me: Be easy on them Ace, they're doing their best!~
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Me: Nevermind that now!
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Me: Ah ponyfeathers...
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Me: Ace! *points at the surrounding*
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Me: Sorry Fluttershy, but we can't leave without Phantom.
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Not with 'Dan Marino' specifically. His Foundation. A means of which my first actual jobs took place. One year it was a library, then a hospital, and even the old school I went to for autistic youth like myself. Each of which during a course of a single summer until eventually I actually went out into the world for some part time and full time employment. All before working a full time job I actually enjoy. I merely met Dan Marino on several occasions.
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That was epic!
Wow, this chapter gave me chills, not to mention shivers *whew*, loved the chase scene lol, time is running out.......oooooo boy *shaking*
By the picking of my thumbs something evil this way comes
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Discord's Theatre, Galaxy Branch
Postwar: No offense, but my childhood home is a lot cleaner than this.
Sunset Shimmer: Same here.
Grogu whimpers as he didn't like the state of that place.
Everyone face palms this, including
Sunset Shimmer: Rainbow, this is Pinkie we're talking about here.
Postwar: Whether in this world or any other.
Ben Solo: What's a Watson?
Sunset Shimmer: Not a what, who? Basically you can call him a sidekick to Sherlock Holmes, one of his world's greatest detectives of all time.
Everyone was surprised by this.
Petro: Well that sure looks welcoming.
Mando: What you really needed was a blaster.
Han Solo: Same here.
Postwar: Some use blasters, some use Lightsabers. Me, I use both.
Ahsoka Tano: No. All of you are well informed.
Leia Organa: At least all of them are well informed of their targets.
Ganodi: Uh, copy the moves of someone who brought their entire town ruin? Not likely.
Leia Organa: She sure loves laying it down thick, doesn't she?
Postwar & Sunset: It's Pinkie Pie, don't question it.
Galen Marek: Better than having a blaster pointed to your face.
Postwar: From which ones? Storm Troopers, Bounty Hunters...
Galen Marek: All of the above.
Ahsoka Tano: Nice to see their relationship still remains strong.
Postwar: But you know, given how those two are a couple, I'm surprised your AJ and Rainbow aren't a couple.
Sunset Shimmer: Believe me when I say that when they saw them kissing and all, they felt really awkward for seeing it.
Postwar: And speaking of snacks. (Snaps fingers and trays with food appears in front of them), good thing I came prepared.
Lando Calrissian: And find out if he's responsible for their missing friend.
Postwar: That's what age does to a person.
C3PO: Indeed, most individuals decay overtime.
Postwar: The very place people go to when they go insane.
Sunset Shimmer: So something must've happened to him that affected his psyche?
Postwar: You could say that.
Ahsoka Tano: So he went downhill because of another?
Lando Calrissian: Sweetheart, you're going to have to learn that tons of sports stars have a tendancy to think they're invincible, but when something happens, they lose their minds.
Byph: Uh, If I were them, I'd start leaving.
Katochi: Uh, I think you're going to have to rethink of your definition of fans.
Postwar: You got that right, sister.
Lando Calrissian: Wow, nice throw.
Han Solo: Surprise there's no one like her within the Rebel Alliance.
Postwar: I'm more afraid of Granny Smith than her.
Sunset Shimmer: Now that, I agree with you.
Zatt: They really need to get her a doctor.
Petro: If they can afford one in town, given their state.
Postwar: Trust me when I say, you don't want to know.
Everyone in the theatre, minus Luke, Ahsoka and Cal, gasped and freaked out of what they saw.
Postwar: Told you.
Ben Solo: Well…
Leia Organa: Uh, honey, rhetorical question.
Mando: Trust me, if you think what you see is terrifying, you haven’t seen anything yet.
Zatt: So now they figured out the motive.
Byph: Now all they need to do is to prevent another kidnapping.
Sunset Shimmer: Come on, hurry up!!
Postwar: Uh, Sunset, the nineties, remember?
Sunset Shimmer: Oh yeah, right.
Ahsoka Tano: I’m going on a limb and say that was the gas station manager.
Postwar: Ditto on that one.
C3PO: Hmph, indeed not. (R2 beeping in agreement)
Sunset Shimmer: Who is that?
Postwar stood up in shock and said :It can’t be.
Han Solo: Kid, when have you been traveling as long as we have, you haven’t seen anything, yet.
Lando Calrissian: There they go.
Leia Organa: And hope they save him in time.
Postwar quickly made a call.
Postwar: Mr. E, it’s me. We got a problem. Remember the lady with the hourglass? She’s in the same world where the Mane 6 is. Correct. We’re already short handed sir, the Benefactor’s not making things easy. I’ll go find Phantom and…you want me to remain here? Yes sir. Understood.
He placed the call away and went back.
Leia Organa: Talk about being full of himself.
Sunset Shimmer: And I thought Rainbow was full of herself during her sports tryouts.
Luke Skywalker: I sense an ambush is coming soon.
Postwar: Afraid so Luke.
Sunset Shimmer: Uh, that’s a bit of an understatement.
Everyone rolled their eyes at what he was doing.
Postwar: Pff, jokes on you, I may do sports, but I don’t use that junk. It never works.
Sunset Shimmer: Seriously?
Postwar: You have any idea how many times people got scammed from products like that?
Petro: You know, for a movie studio, they have lousy security.
Everyone: Agreed.
Zatt: Yes! Here comes the chase scene.
Sunset Shimmer: *facepalms over what Rarity had just said* Not a good time Rarity.
Postwar: Can’t argue with that.
Mando: And made themselves a bigger target for law enforcement.
Galen Marek: Gee, what was your first clue?
Cal Kestis: (Dryly) Really?
Postwar: Well, she’s not wrong. Applejack really can do all that.
Sunset Shimmer: She sure can.
Lando Calrissian: Ah, a lover’s classic.
Everyone, minus Postwar, was surprised by that.
Everyone stared in shock of that.
Postwar: Brings back memories for you?
Sunset Shimmer: (Smiling and remembering) You have no idea.
Leia Organa: Sometimes I wonder how they survive all that.
Postwar: As McGonigal would say. “Sheer dumb luck”.
Sunset Shimmer: I was thinking the same thing.
Petro: Oh come on!!
Ganodi: The bird, again?!
Postwar: And thus karma strikes back.
Huyang: With a vengeance it seems.
Ahsoka Tano: Really?
Cal Kestis: Is he for real?
Galen Marek: Seriously, what is wrong with you?
Katochi: That’s what we want to know!!
Postwar: So it’s tough like the Falcon.
Han Solo: I doubt that.
Postwar: Yes Fluttershy, yes you can.
Sunset Shimmer: Agreed, she’s been through a lot.
Poor girls...still wondering how Ace defied the laws of Physics and made that catch with the bullet though
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Thrills and chills, yes that was the goal for this chapter. And the fans haven't seen anything yet.
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It's kind of like if your house exploded after a kitchen fire for messing with the oven, yet somehow you're able to walk out barely even acknowledging the flame on your hair... or what's left of it.
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I really like this crossover story with Ace Ventura, and I was wondering if you can do a crossover with Inspector Gadget ?
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Okay, first of all... we appreciate that you enjoy our story and there will be plenty more to come.
That being said... we have a very 'specific' rule in the Cinematic Chronicles. Under 'no' circumstances can we cover any movie that Disney has done, which surprisingly 'Inspector Gadget' received a live action treatment under the brand. We don't even cover television series, only movies.
For the following reasons, we must reject your request.
Just a thought came to mind
Ocellus: " Oh that smart. The best way to learn about someone is to first learn their past"
Everyone: EVERYTHING!
All the qualifications...except, as 'twere, the most vital one.
Jaw drop! I returned just in time to see everyone's reaction.
Myself: " Close your mouths please, we are not a Codfish."
I said and everyone did but Sweetie Belle giggled a little. I guess Sweetie is one who's rather implied to giggled.
Garble: "Charming!"
Princess Luna: " That poor woman deluding herself like that while the father remained realistic.
Sugar Belle: " Those cookies are going to be stale and I will guess she's been waiting for her son or even a fan to come visit for so long she would make a fresh batch when the previous one was well passed its prime.
Mrs. Cake: " I do believe you are right dear. Say how would you like to work with us at Sugarcube Corner we can always use the talent. "
Diamond Tiara: " Mama Cupcake and Papa Carrot are really great teachers in their baking. I never even knew what I could do in the kitchen until they adopted me. "
Sugar Belle: "Oh well, while I do appreciate the offer I think I'll just bake for my family right now. "
Gabby: " a mental hospital!"
Everyone: " Eww!"
Shining Armor: "The kids don't need to hear that."
I agreed and immediately pulled out my wand then quietly enchanted the words Obliviate to erase that portion of memory from the kids minds.
Gilda: " Really though why all this for one bad game?"
Myself: "Because we humans take our passions very seriously, we strive to make long and bountiful careers out of the things that make us happy and while some succeeded others don't.
We're also a competitive race, putting our lives, reputation and money on the line for one special moment that when something goes wrong we ether blame ourselves or someone else who you believed to clearly be at fault."
Sweetie Belle: " Oh I can't watch."
Now things are really getting mad as everyone watched.
Gilda slapped her head and yelled, " Dude now's not the time."
Fleetfoot asked why he was happy to have caught that pigeon so I explained the big price the owner of the pigeon was offering and I guess she's the greedy one of the Wonderbolts.
Because at the very mention of the award her eyes rolled into cash signs.
Myself: ' Oh great another greedy character.'
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Canterlot Mall Theater, Discord's Branch
Sci-Twi: So This is Ray's Family's house?
Flash: Jeeeeeeez......
Applejack: This place looks like it has seen better days....
Rarity: The town is definitely not shy about getting the message through....
Fluttershy: You can say that again.
Pinkie: Yeah, for a second there, i thought we were going to the source of the case directly.
Rainbow: Do you just have some form of rewiring of your brain that prevents you or any version of you from thinking about what sarcasm is?
The Girls: YIP!
The Boys: WHOA!
Spike and the Pets raised the heckles of their fur and other forms of body coverings up high!
Snips & Snails: So do we!
Micro Chips and Sandelwood: EW! We're right here!
Rainbow: What? Did you just memorize all that on the car ride here?
Sci-Twi: Apparently, Yes.
Pinkie: And people say I'm always hamming it up...
Everyone: You Are!
Applejack and Rainbow blush as they try to not make eye contact at each other.
Snips: What is Happening right now?
Snails: I don't know....
Snips: Do you think he fell asleep with his eyes open like that?
Snails: Maybe.
Everyone: Whaaaaaaaaa?......
The pets turn their heads in confusion
Sci-Twi: Oh. this can't be good......
Rarity: When is it ever?.....
Pinkie: Same! I do not want to go any further on that!
Sci-Twi: OKAY! Seriously?! WHO DO YOU KEEP TALKING TO?!
Everyone: AAH!/ WHAT THE HECK!?
Everyone and Pets: oooooooooooh.....
Pinkie: Holy Michael Myers duking it out with Kathryn Newton and Joker for the title of Manic Mongrel of the year!
Applejack: You can say that again......
Pinkie: Holy Mi-
Rainbow covers her mouth.
Flash: Sustained....
Wallflower ....Now, we need the how....
Juniper: How for what?.......
Wallflower:........How they're going to kidnap Dan.......
Applebloom: Girls.....I don't think he made it......
Sweetie and Scootaloo:.......Nope/Oh god!
AppleJack: My thought's exactly!
Sunny Flare: Well, what ever that was,....i think it was a warning!
Rainbow: And THE RACE IS OOOOOOON!
Indigo: GO GET EM, GUYS!
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Sour Sweet: (Sour) Looks like we also have just ticked off everyone else in miami.....
Everyone: WE ALREADY KNOW THE STORY!
Lemon Zest: And it's the reason you are in danger right now!
Rainbow: Aw, Crap!
Flash: They're Taking him!
Sci-Twi: Those aren't the actors!
Sugarcoat: THIS IS REAL!
Pinkie, Rainbow, Rarity and the CP students: Sustained.
Rarity: You can't help but admit, that they are just so adorable for each other together.
Applejack and Rainbow both blush for different reasons.
Spike: ...WWWWWHAT THE-
Sci-Twi: Bu-ho-du-........Why you no Physics?!
Rainbow: That May be the most Bad#$% thing I've ever seen in my whole life....
juniper: That man is an enigma of a whole new category of his own.
Pinkie: Ha! Enigma! Nice One!
Micro Chips: They're Hit!
Twilight:....oooooooooh,...
Fluttershy:...ffffffffish...
Fluttershy: Poor other us!
Rarity: I'll say. That was some crash and near death experience.
Flash: Seriously, Man? The goons got away!
Sandelwood: Though I admire the way he's committed to his other case.
Juniper and Wallflower: WHAT IS HAPPENING?!
Pinkie: AAAAAAH! NOT THE BIRDS! NOOT THE BIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRDDDDDSSSSS!
Sci-Twi: Oh thank God.......it was just a nightmare.
Fluttershy: You said it!
Fluttershy: I agree! Can we just stop already?
Sci-Twi: But they still need to find the kidnapped victims!
Flash: Well, at least we figured out who's been behind all this madness,......But now we need to find Ray Finkle and bring him to justice!
Sugarcoat: Easier said then done.
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Again, smaller chunks of the story at a time. It’s easier to see and read the audience’s reactions that way.
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Equestria Girls
Again, watch the grammars and give the dialogues some space. But otherwise okay.
Let’s see:
(laughing) That was an epic chase on that last part!!! Especially the reaction of the Equestrians as the car rolled over, but still intact!!!
Discord's Theater – Future G5
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: (To the narrators) "Really? What gave that away?"
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Before or after he missed the kick? And why is no one picking up the litters?"
Future G5
Posey Bloom: "What is WRONG with that Earth Pony? Does sarcasm not exist in her dictionary?"
Opaline: (To Posey) "I've asked that question many times." (Quickly hides inside Misty's locket)
Posey: (Looks around her seat) "Who said that?"
Future G5
Sprout: (His hooves up in the hair) "I SURRENDER!"
Future G5
Sprout: "Make that three!" (Some disgusted mares stood and recoiled away from him) "What? We don't wear clothes to begin with!"
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "Also primary suspect number one in the Case of the Missing Dolphin and Dragon!"
Future G5
Zipp Storm: "Yeah. Very big Finkle fans. Not undercover agents who are on the hunt of a missing dolphin and a missing brony..."
Future G5
Pipp Petals: "Hardly."
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "MMMMMMM!!! I love cookies!" (Calls to Kathmlp) "I would like to have some giant cookie monsters cookie, please!"
Future G5
Sunny Starscout: "He gives me the creeps."
Zipp Storm: "He's certainly seen better days."
Pipp Petals: "When's the last time he's been to a spa? I'm sure a good trip will do him wonders."
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Say what now?"
Future G5
Mane Five: "Psychiatric Hospital?"
Posey Bloom: "Where is this Tampa?"
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "Pssst. What's gonorrhea?"
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: (With a clear look of regret) "I'm sorry I asked..."
Future G5
Zipp Storm: (Sarcasm) "She's not too obsessive..."
Future G5
Sprout: "AAH!!! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!!!" (Runs around in circles) "EVERYPONY RUN! RUN! SAVE YOURSELVES! STALLIONS AND COLTS FIRST! MARES AND FILLIES LAST!!! AAAHHH!!!"
*Smack*
Sprout: (Rubs his sore head) "Ow..."
Sheriff Hitch: (Shakes his head at Sprout) "What are we going to do with you, Sprout?"
Future G5
Sunny Starscout: "Uh...no offense lady. But I think you need to come down to Earth."
Zipp Storm: "For somebody's mother, she's seriously messed up..."
Future G5
Audience: 😱
Kabuki Yoooooo
Future G5
Zipp Storm: "Now I'm starting to see the family resemblance..."
Future G5
Everyone in the audience all expressed their bellyaches and otherwise.
Future G5
Zipp Storm: "Just the way he left it...huh?"
Future G5
Zipp Storm: "Ya think?"
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Yup..."
Future G5
Posey Bloom: "Yeah. As long as you define nut as committed to a mental asylum 24/7."
Future G5
Zipp Storm: "Yeah definitely."
Izzy Moonbow: (To Zipp) "Really? Because I'm not following. What're we talking about?"
Zipp Storm: (To Izzy) "Elementary my dear Izzy. Our suspect, Ray Finkle, missed a winning kick and it cost the Dolphins their game in the Super Bowl and it ruined Ray Finkle's career. And he blamed Dan Marino for it. And for the last ten years, he's been plotting his revenge to get back at Dan and the Dolphins!"
Sheriff Hitch: "And he kidnapped – or should we say, Dolphin-napped – Snowflake as part of his revenge!"
Sunny Starscout: "...Still, what's that got to do with Phantom-Dragon? I know we've only seen in him some holographic recordings and in the past archives, provided to us by Discord himself. And he doesn't look like a Dolphin player, let alone a football player. In fact, he doesn't seem to know anything about Ray Finkle back when..."
Zipp Storm: (To Sunny) "Well, y'know what they say. There's always a logical explanation. And there's probably a missing piece to the puzzle. They just need to find it."
Pipp Petals: (To Zipp) "Just as long as they don't go looking into a shark's tank again."
Sheriff Hitch: "Or violate any laws by doing unwarranted searches and trespass."
Zipp Storm: "Well, whatever happened happened. Let's just watch and see what happens next."
Izzy Moonbow: (To Zipp Storm) "You mean what happened next."
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Future G5
Almost half of the ponies in the audience were biting their hooves, in anxiety.
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow got out a trumpet and played the Taps.
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Uh...What just happened?"
Future G5
Sunny Starscout: "I couldn't have said it better myself, Spike."
Future G5
Zipp Storm: (Excitedly munches on her popcorns, until she finds that she came up empty) "Brb. I gotta get some more popcorns."
Future G5
Posey Bloom: "You ever heard of a kidnap?"
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "Well, that explains a lot."
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "I think this is where the critics and the writers would call...the plot hole!"
Everyone: (Flustered at Izzy) "IZZY!!!"
Izzy Moonbow: "What? It's against the laws of physics in literature..."
Oh I just couldn't resist...
Extra Cut
Random Dude: (To Ace Ventura) "Watch where ya going ya fool!"
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "YOU COULD'VE KILLED SOMEONE!"
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Uh, I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Has he got a DEATH WISH?!"
Izzy Moonbow: (To Hitch) "Not has. Had."
Future G5
Pipp Petals: "Were those ponies really looking to have their eyes shot out?"
Future G5
The Audience: 😱
Kabuki Yoooooo
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "I don't know about you guys. But I'm liking that pet detective more and more!"
Everyone were too dumbfounded to reply. They simply nodded in agreement.
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "WHEEEEEEEE!!!!"
Everyone: (To Izzy) "Wheee?!"
Future G5
Izzy Moonbow: "Well, look on the bright side! They didn't break their necks."
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Oh boy."
Random Pony: "Oh jeeprs. Here we go again."
Future G5
Sheriff Hitch: "Now that's angry birds."
*Rim Shot SFX*