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Moises lived a fairly average life. A few mistakes, okay alot of mistakes here and there and all of that will change when an all too familiar creature arrives in his apartment asking for his help. So, in order to save lives, he must leave what little he has behind, forever.

-Rated teen for sexual humor, light gore, and indirect scenes of intimacy.

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Awsom i should make a sequel with docter who my oc and your oc.

Holy crap!! That was a lot different from what I remember!! 250% improvement!!!:pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy:

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Thanks if only I wrote it his way in the first place. Then more people would have liked it:fluttershysad:

Ok. So, did I ever tell you about that amnesiac Mary-sue alicorn who woke up in the Everfree? Yes, the one that got raped to death with a baseball bat? By Celestia? No? Nevermind then.

Similar fate awaits your OC, my dear author. I'm not gonna go into details, for those details are quite gruesome. Suffice to say that it won't be pretty.

Celly is sick of this, all right? Those shitty OC's... It was kinda amusing when the first one showed up in Equestria. Alicorn, red and black color scheme, and all that. Poor Tia had no idea what was coming. So, so many of them. I mean, every time you mention a character with a description similar to yours in her presence, it makes her eye twitch.

Well, not any more. Good thing she has us now. You won't get through. We won't let you. Begone. :ajbemused:

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Listen I respect your opinion and I don't know what story you're talking about and I don't know who Celly is so please unless it makes sense don't say anything.

Thank You

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I'm talking about every shitty generic OC being sent to Equestria by authors such as yourself. Celly is Princess Celestia. Imagine how she'd feel if every self-insert OC actually went there?

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Well there would no longer be a shortage on stallions.

You still have a lot to learn. Love and tolerance. What don't you get?:rainbowhuh:

My life is okay. If the definition of okay is both your parents are dead and you have no other family take care of you. That's my life, basically. That is until a man came to hte orphanage and adopted me even though I was fourteen years old at the time. Now a year later we live in a small apartment in the small suburban town of Highland, Indiana. Until one day I come home from school to find a white alicorn. Who asks for my help to protect her kingdom. I may not like it but to save lives I may have to leave what little I have behind.

So many things wrong with that description. Let's fix it. Changes marked in red.

My life is okay, if the definition of okay is "both your parents are dead and you have no other family to take care of you". That's my life, basically. That is until a man came to the orphanage and adopted me, even though I was fourteen years old at the time. Now a year later, we live in a small apartment in the small suburban town of Highland, Indiana. Then, one day I come home from school to find a white alicorn who asks for my help to protect her kingdom. I may not like it, but to save lives I must leave what little I have behind.

Don't use love and tolerance as a shield. It isn't meant to be a method to avoid criticisms. In fact it used to be a troll tactic. :T

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You still have a lot to learn. Love and tolerance. What don't you get?

So far you've got like 30 dislikes and no criticism in comments. I'm giving you feedback. Well, negative feedback, but it still counts.
Also, I'm well beyond love and tolerance for stuff like this at this point. :twilightsmile:

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You still have a lot to learn. Love and tolerance. What don't you get?

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What I don't get is why there's so many hug-boxers in this fandom and how everyone seems to think that's our motto for some shitty reason. It started on /co/ when the fandom first began as a kind of way of saying "don't feed the trolls, dumbass", and evolved from that point on. Anyone who adheres to that phrase deserves to be shot. I simply watch the show, I don't have to instantly love everyone because of it.

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Niether do I and I know It's not a motto but I just use it for an excuse to be nicer to everypony

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Everypony

Gosh, that made me facepalm really hard.

Go here: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MarySue
After being done with it, read this:
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/SoYouWantTo/AvoidWritingAMarySue

Read the article, get as much info as you can and rewrite your character and story. You CANT go wrong.

Oy dust back off thats my wifes ass your darting at blitz said
Blitz get out of hear you have kids to tack care of and rainbow i fixed every thing in my story and rainbow and soarin and dust and fluttershy and dust are marryed and have a filly named week its up to you.

O hai, RainbowDash314.

I just happened to be in the area to see that you've updated and edited your story. Let me see how much you have improved....

Hello! My name is Moises Enrique Flores. I live the small suburban town of Highland, Indiana. I'm a seventeen year old senior at Highland Highschool. I have long, black, windblown hair, and a deep tan. I'm fairly average when it comes to both looks and brains. I live with my guardian/ brother Carlos Longoria. We're not biologically related. My parents died in a car accident after a drunk driver threw them off the road. I, by some miracle, survived with nothing more than several cuts and bruises. That was over seven long years ago. I had no family, at least not that I knew of. I had been moved from boy's home to boy's home for six years until Carlos found me. And, once again life decided to make mine a lot more interesting.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, dude. Slow down. You are giving us WAY too much information for the first paragraph. As I've told many budding authors, the "Hi, my name is..." approach to introducing your character is not very inventive and it comes off as a writer's cop-out from having to describe their characters and settings in interesting ways. You see, if you explained your physical features like, for example:

As I got out of the shower, I ran a brush through my long, black hair. Long hair would probably bother most people, but it makes me feel free.

or

I don't want to come off as vain, but I love the way water reflects off my tan skin.

It's just that normal people (or characters this case) don't talk like this in real life. Also, addressing the reader like you are breaks the fourth wall and thus, story flow. You could argue that Pinkie Pie breaks the fourth wall all the time, but the thing is, when she does it, it's done cleverly, not to mention, she's a very abstract pony who's capable of a lot of impossible things. You are a human teenager from the suburbs, so you have no excuse.

Next off, something like a tragic past should be explained later on in the story. Right now, I just read the cliffnotes of some guy's life where he lost his parents at a young age and became an orphan. When you, the author, bring stuff like that up, the reader's question may very well be, "How does he deal with it?"

Seeing as how you don't go into it, I assume that this is just another case of "Sad-Backstory-to-Make-Reader-Feel-Sorry-for-my-Character-itis." You can gladly say that your parents are no longer alive, or even not around (because the sad thing is, some people don't have parents), but spare us the details. Those should come around when we get to know your character more and get to like him. That way, when your character reveals his sad past, we get to feel sorry for him.

I guarantee you that if you watched Bambi, you'd feel much differently if you watched the film from the beginning as opposed to jumping in right when Bambi's mom dies.

I opened the door to our apartment and stepped inside.

"Hey! I'm back bro!' I yelled. Since he was not much older than I was

Unfortunately for Carlos, he was sleeping on the couch which was across from the door. He jumped at the loud noise and crashed onto the floor.
"Stop doing that!" he yelled. I had done this several days straight and apparently he was starting to get frustrated.

"It's not my fault you fell asleep on the couch again," I said gleefully.

He lunged at me and I quickly ran to my room before he could get up again.

My room is very plain. In one of the corners sits a very small desk with an oversized chair in front of it. I set my bag down at the foot of my bed and walked to the desk. It was covered in some of my fan art I had drawn of my favorite characters from my favorite show; My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. Carlos didn't exactly approve but he let me be. He still often teased me about it though, being the big brother I never had.

I didn't have any homework today, so I did one of the many things I do in my spare time, I drew more fan art.

You see, THIS is the stuff I'm talking about. Right now, I can identify that Moises is a cheeky teenager with an artistic side. THIS is what builds character. More of this, please.

However, I want to say that before we continue the story and plot, and yes, I peeked ahead...

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...I want to know WHY Moises likes MLP. Does he like the animation of the show? Does he use it to cope with this parents not being around? Does he like the writing?

I don't know. It's never explained. Again, things like this could tell a lot about a character.

I had just finished a drawing of the Mane Six when I started hearing a voice inside my head.

'Child'

"Carlos did you say something?" I called out.

"No why?"

"No reason," I said in response not wanting him to think I'm crazy.

'Who the hell are you?' I thought.

'Someone in desperate need of your assistance,' it responded

1. Right now, there is WAY too little I know about your character to want to follow him. And the fact that the plot starts off right here, shows that you are more concerned about living your fantasies vicariously through this character than trying to tell a cohesive story.

2. I'm quite intrigued to know why this random person is in need of Princess Celestia's assistance (and not in a particularly good way).

A flash of light could be seen from under my door. Less than a second later a very girly scream came from the living room.

"WHAT THE HELL MOI!? HAVE YOU STARTED SMOKING!?"

Wait, why would Moises smoking impair Carlos' vision?

Of course he would say that, we had had an ongoing joke on who would end up doing drugs. Of course, I wouldn't do any because Carlos would kill me.

That still doesn't make the statement any less nonsensical.

There stood the royal Princess Celestia. I did the one thing any sane person would do, I started flipping out.

After about half an hour of freaking out, I calmed down.

How exactly did you flip out? Did you begin hyperventilating? Were you weak at the knees? Did you turn into Woody Woodpecker while cartwheeling on the ceiling while playing Dance of Eternity on the kazoo? Again, descriptions and timing: use them. I see that you're trying to take my criticism to heart, and I appreciate it, but I read this part in about five seconds, so if it weren't for the "after about a half hour" bit, I would have a assumed he screamed for like two seconds and then immediately regained his composure.

BTW, how does one freak out for a "half hour?" And better yet, what were Celestia and Carlos doing for a half hour while you freaked out? I assume their patience would have been severely strained by minute three.

"My world is in desperate need of your help. As you know Nightmare Moon is going to be released on the thousandth year of the Summer Sunset Celebration."

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So this is just a retelling of the first two episodes of MLP...

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Still calling it!

"The Elements of Harmony are young and inexperienced. They need someone to protect them."

Are you sure about that, Celly? Because they look really god damned experienced to me.

"And that's why you need me? Why not get one of your guards? More importantly why can't you do it yourself?"

"They are not strong enough. As for myself, whenever I go back to my own world I'm forced into the sun. You on the other hand are brave and cunning.

Yes, let me just point out that one part in this story where Moises was brave and cunning.

And furthermore, if the only reason for Celestia not to help Twilight and her friends is that she'll be sent into the sun upon returning from Moise's world, then why is she going to Moise's world in the first place? Intelligence. It's not just for scientists anymore!

I have noticed I feel heavier on your world. I believe you will be much faster, stronger, and lighter.

Here's the thing about that though. In Edgar Rice Burroughs' A Princess of Mars, when John Carter arrived on Mars, he found that he was less massive on earth, making him stronger, faster, and lighter. The problem with this was that if he took as much of a step off the ground, he'd begin floating around like a balloon with a small weight tied to the string before lightly floating back down. In the book, this took a while for him to get used to before he could walk around normally.

If such a change in mass would require the assistance of a human from another world, then it would be likely that Moises would encounter the same problems as John Carter. I doubt that it will affect Moises though because getting used to a change in mass would cut into your time with hanging with the Mane 6. We'll see how right I am.

If you choose to accept you will lose what memories you have of the 'show' and anything that has to do with it, for if you keep them that knowledge will cause you to prevent events from happening. Your memories of the people of your past will remain undisturbed. I hope you will accept for the lives of many are at stake."

"What about Carlos? Can he come with me?"

The Princess shook her head solemnly.

I looked back at my brother. Tears welled up in my eyes and his as well.

What. The. Literal. Hell! Your pacing for this story is about as fast as Sonic the Hedgehog after snorting a city made of blow. Celestia just shows up, she JUST tells them about this task which can STILL be refused so he can be with his "brother," and they immediately start crying as if Moises is going to accept IMMEDIATELY.

Well, goodbye, guardian whom I've considered to be a brother that I've never had. I'm off to go to Equestria because Princess Celestia offered it to me.

Please don't slip back into THAT Moises; I'm actually kind of liking him.

Her horn glowed with a golden aura. A flash of golden light blinded me and I found myself sprawled on the floor a second later. I shakily rose to my feet. It took a while to get used to my new feet... er ...hooves. I looked at Carlos. Once again he hugged me and lifted my small new body into the air.

I'm glad to see that Carlos took the whole "my 'brother' just turned into a winged pony" thing so well.

To Be Continued...

While I will say that your fic has improved, namely making your character more likable, the overly fast pacing of this story and a lack of descriptions is still a massive turnoff. I may be back to read the second chapter, but I have other business to attend to.

Ciao.

Oh and don't forget to add my oc to.

Chapter 2:

‘Damn it Celestia! Couldn't you have set me on the ground!?' I thought as the wind whipped my mane in my face as I fell through the night sky.

'Long distance teleportation is a very difficult art, especially when you are going across the universe. I'm not a deity, I make mistakes too!'

I sighed.

'You are so lucky I'm a pegasus!' I mentally screamed at her.

I unfurled my wings and flapped. Both of which were extremely difficult considering the fact I just got them less than ten minutes ago. Unfortunately, I didn't know how to fly yet. So I just continued falling. As I was falling I noticed several different things.

In all honesty, you bring up some very good points. Also, kudos on not making your Moises a good flyer from the get go. You wouldn't BELIEVE how much that rubs me the wrong way when reading fics.

1. I didn't know where I was, my memory was fading as quickly as my fall towards the ground

2. I was wearing a hoodie made for a pony (with no pants) my wallet was still in there though

3. On the forest path, now less than a hundred feet below me, six technicolored ponies were walking deeper into the forest

Any thoughts were quickly cut short as my face connected with the ground. I yelped in pain as my right fore hoof was dislocated from its socket and a slight crack emanated from it.

So he hits his face, but he breaks his wrist. This part must have been written by the guy who wrote the end to the final action scene in The Dark Knight Rises.

'Who the hell are they!? They're not humans, they look like ponies! Marshmallow ponies. And so do I for some weird reason!!!'

‘I must leave you with these mares you must defend my champion. Guard them well and you will be greatly rewarded. They are all your age, in case you were wondering,' a familiar voice said to me in my mind, causing my blush to deepen.

'What the hell is that supposed to mean!? Who are you!?' I yelled through our mental link.

I just realized something. If your character has all traces of this show wiped from his memory, what was the point in making him a brony? Why couldn't he be just some regular schmuck?

"What the hay happened to you?" a mare with a rainbow colored mane said, stepping forward.

"I ...... don't remember," I lied of course. I knew someone brought me here, turned me into a pony, and dropped me out of the sky.

And I'm totally cool with this... for some reason.

"What in tarnation are you wearing?" asked the orange mare with the cowboy hat. Pointing to the thing I had on.

"It's called a hoodie. Don't you have these here?" I said to her, my memory was completely gone now.

"They don't exist here in Equestria," the lavender one said with a look of curiosity on her face.

So, Celestia erases your memory to prevent the ponies knowing about your knowledge of Equestria and the ponies in fear of altering their destines, but she allows you to wear an alien piece of clothing that would rightfully cause some confusion and alarm? Okay, I just want to be sure I'm following your crazy-ass story.

I struggled to get it off for a good minute or two, but I finally got it off. They all stared at me with large eyes, I mean they had pretty big eyes before but these were even bigger. I moved my head to what they were all looking at. It was on my leg. A picture of a sleeping rainbow maned pony, her long hair forming into the shape of a heart.

And not only that, but the stranger's alien article of clothing has an image of Rainbow Dash on it. That's not suspicious at all!

They're glances all switched to my other leg. On it was a circular formation of a bunch of strange looking shapes. There was a balloon, a diamond, a pink butterfly, a cloud with a rainbow colored lightning bolt, an apple, and a purple star.

So much for staying inconspicuous. :ajbemused:

"Our cutie marks?" the white marshmellow colored mare asked.

"That's one weird place for a cutie mark," said the cyan pegasus.

"What's a cutie mark?"

The orange mare turned so her side was facing me and gesturing to her flank with a hoof. I quickly looked away, afraid I might offend her by looking at her flank.

You know, its not offensive to look at the side of the pony's flank when she's intentionally showing it to you. If you were staring at her snatch without permission, then that's reason for offense. BTW, is no one going to question how the stranger who fell from the sky and has no knowledge of where he is who these ponies are, yet has their cutie marks tattooed on his body? I know that it wouldn't be your problem per se, seeing as you have no knowledge yourself, but dammit, I expect at least one of these ponies to wise up and think, "Hey, does anyone else but me think this might be a little fucked up?"

"You mean somepony, you said somebody. Didn't they teach you this at school?"

Twilight, I highly doubt that a pony who doesn't know what a cutie mark is is going to know the term "somepony?" Celestia is a fucking idiot in this story.

"But why am I and all our cutie marks on your legs?" the cyan one asked.

"I go them a long time ago with my brother."

That doesn't answer her question!

"My name's Fluttershy nice to meet you Mr. Dust."

"Nice to meet you Fluttershy, and please just Dust is fine," I turned towards the other mares, "And I don't believe we've met properly. The name's Dust Storm nice to meet you."

"I'm Twilight Sparkle," the lavender mare said.

"I'm Pinkie Pie!" That was a very suiting name considering she was pink.

"Da name's Applejack, howdy do?" She said rapidly shaking my hoof till I lost all feeling in it.

"Name's Rainbow Dash, the fastest flier in Equestria," the rainbow maned mare boasted.

"And I am Rarity," said the white coated mare.

Really? No one wants to know why the stranger with no knowledge of these ponies has their cutie marks tattooed on his body? Oh, okay then.

I raised a hoof, "Question. 1) Who's Nightmare Moon? 2) What’s Equestria? 3) What kind of threat is eternal night? Sure it might cause some strong tides and may damage some houses, but come on eternal night?"

.

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Did he really just ask that last question? How old are you again, Moises? 20, or 5?

"Nightmare Moon. You know the evil alicorn from that old mares tale?"

"You're in Equestria silly!" Pinkie Pie said with a 'duh' look on her face.

"But she also trapped our princess in the sun!" Twilight looked very concerned about that.

"Okay, this is definitely a big problem. How can I help?" I said eager to help.

Okay, so ignore the fact that without the sun, no plants could be able to grow, thus killing off all life in Equestria. It's the seemingly unrelated fact that Celestia is trapped in the sun (which she obviously isn't, seeing as she was able to get you (that fucking bitch)), that sways you over. So much sense this fic makes!

"I actually can't fly," I said sheepishly.

"This just can't get any weirder," Rainbow Dash facehoofed.

Weird, or whatever watered down impression these ponies will make of the stranger with their cutie marks as tattoos.

"You barely remember anything, you don't have a cutie mark, you've got our cutie marks on your leg, and you can't fly. You are one strange stallion!" Rainbow Dash laughed.

I rest my case.

"Why don't you start by telling us where you're from,” Twilight said.

"I'm from Highland, Indiana."

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"The Everfree Forest. You're not from around here are you?" Twilight asked.

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Rainbow Dash's voice rose to a shout at the last part and the cliff we had been walking on collapsed under our hooves.
Everypony screamed, even me. I hit my head several time on the way down and was stopped by the edge of a cliff overlooking gorge a hundred feet below. My head was hurting for a good minute or two. I peeked over the edge to see everypony walking away as if nothing ever happened.

Gee. How riveting. :ajbemused:

I was about to start complaining how it wasn't my fault and everything but was quickly cut off by a roar erupting from the other side of the gorge.

"Well this just isn't my day, is it?"

I'm bored. Bye!

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Chill!!! Yes I accidentaly neglected to give the mane 6 their personalities and I won't over use those phrases and I'll fix all that stuff soon. I apologize. I was kind of in a rush when writing this chapter and I'll fix it.

Comment posted by moviemaster8510 deleted Feb 11th, 2013

Good chapter, bro. Can't wait to see more!

Hey, just wondering when you gonna post next chapter!:twilightsmile:

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Sorry it's taking so long my laptop's getting hacked by the Russian Mafia at the moment(no lie)!:fluttercry:

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Yeah plus I have 2 huge projects due this week and I have to work at the library!!!:raritycry:

2230510 Oh! You changed your name! That's why I was so confused...

Well, can't wait to see the rest of the stories!

Well ok then, this story could use quite a bit of tiding up. After reading the other comments I can see other readers took the time to point out things that could use improvements so i'm not going to wast time re pointing out those things. Now if you want I could go over your story word by word and explain what you should improve and why. On the other hoof (see what I did there) I suggest you get an competent editor who, I would even be willing to send you a link to a site where you find some. As I said in my message (which you never responded to :fluttercry:) I will continue reading your story regardless of how many improvements it needs but I hope you take the time to get an editor.