Twilight Sparkle woke up, as protagonists are wont to do of an introduction. After briefly considering writing the day off and going back to sleep, she sighed and pulled herself out of bed, blinking in the bright morning sun. She brushed her teeth. She combed her mane. She made a light breakfast of toast and eggs. She made her bed. She had one of those moments where you look at a picture frame and it’s sort of wonky so you re-jig it but it’s still not quite right and you end up spending five minutes just moving a picture frame back and forth until you give up and let it bug you all day. She performed various other mundane tasks that were necessary to create verisimilitude but detrimental to the flow of a narrative when overused. After establishing herself as an active entity and kicking Spike out of bed (metaphorically, as to visit physical violence on Spike’s person would be out of character), she began to busy herself with the deeds of the day, which primarily involved lists.
As the clock struck midday, she ticked the final item on her checklist of things to check against her checklist of things on her checklist to check against and felt a whim overtake her. Spike, after returning from his morning errands, had insisted that it was a beautiful day, and Twilight was suddenly feeling like walking, in the sense of embarking on a leisurely stroll rather than being acquitted of a crime of which she was clearly guilty. That had been last week, after Celestia had dealt with the fallout from the Please Do Not Eat Bacon In The Library Incident.
After putting her papers in order, she opened her door and strolled outside, taking great pleasure in the warmth of the distant sun against her skin. She thanked the heavens, as she did every day, that she lived on a largely temperate planet rather than a ball of flame several hundred thousand miles wide. She decided to take her walk into town.
An indeterminate period of time later, thanks to the conceptually-malleable geography of Ponyville, she arrived in the town centre. Ponies of many colours, and several of exactly the same, went about their business in town, the very picture of both hustle and bustle. Twilight took a seat at one of the tables set outside her favourite snack place in town, Horse Pun. She looked about her, taking in the atmosphere, and smiled, wondering what her friends were up to.
And then the town hall exploded.
Now have to make the mandatory comment for this chapter.
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"verisimilitude " one of my favorite songs
"rather than a ball of flame" Agreed
This is going to be epic
Weee!!! Explosions! 8D
*Debates whether or not to bet that it was Trixie or not*
Horse Pun is my favourite daily snack!
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I approve 100%
This is insane/brilliant
And away I go... Chapter one and this seems to already be a well written train wreck.
I can't wait to get to the rest.
~Skeeter The Lurker
Obviously it was due to the overwhelming amount of decaying murder victims under the building, all of which was creating a dangerous amount of explosive gases, which finally went off after one of the foals tried smoking.
...LOL...
I'd like to see some mayhem!!!
14 authors? that sounds fun!
It's all downhill from here...
This is going to be fun.
The fourth wall... please stop hurting it.
I am reading this because i saw pen stroke on the list of authors
2854869 Meh, my reason's worse; being that the character tags had Octavia and I was incredibly bored. So lets see where this goes!
Also: This is relevant, somehow.
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2854419 Thank you for putting that out there, Sir TheMatrix101.
Using irony. It is fun.
Also: Relevance is magic.
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Ow, my brain
and this needs to be a thing
The only place better named than "Quills and Sofas".
I see what you did there.
After everything was said and done. How did this experiment end for you?
Twilight Sparkle woke up, as protagonists are wont to do of an introduction
1. I don't even... Also it's Won't.
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Uh. No. It's not. He's using it entirely correctly. It's pronounced like "want". Here:
wont
wônt,wōnt/
adjective
(of a person) in the habit of doing something; accustomed.
"He was wont to arise at 5:30 every morning"
1 chapter down and I've had to stop because of laughing 3 times already...
This is the most ambiguous introduction I have ever read right up to the town hall exploding. Of course, you said yourself that that was the point. It will be quite interesting to see what the next author does with that explosion.
What kind of food do they serve at Horse Pun? I must know!
Well, this is already quite absurd without being Blueshifted. Let us proceed.
I rather like this as a first chapter. I like the sort of generic vibe, how it all just plays out like a normal day for Twilight, then just takes a turn for the unexpected. It's this kind of chapter that proves that writing is not work if you really love it; it's an art. Good chapter.
Everything was normal. Even the unexpected expected event!
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Hamburger
And that is all.