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PONY X: Combat Racing WIP
NOTE: This is a crossover between MLP FiM and Jak X:Combat Racing, if you've never played the game, read the description for an overview so you know what's going on.
This is still a WIP, let me know if I should finish it!
PONY X: Combat Racing
"YEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" A crowd hundreds of ponies strong cheered wildly at the loud explosion. A smoldering wreck skidded to the side of the road and sat there burning for a few moments before blinking out of existence.
"Heh, newbies." A blue mare looked over her shoulder at the wreckage she had just caused. They shouldn't have tried to take that turn that early, and she took the opportunity to bang into their back left tire, sending them spinning head first into a wall. She turned her attention back to the road to take another turn. She expertly cranked the wheel to the left, her vehicle responded with a violent shift. It turned almost sideways as it drifted around the bend.
She straightened out and spied her next target, a large re
The Night Will Last Forever 6
Ch 6 To War A Goddess
New Lunar Calendar
-3 Days after the Funeral-
"Oh it is so nice to be able to have a decent get together again, my mind needs a rest from all this excitement." Rarity relaxed in her seat in the back of the Hay and Gourmet Restaurant.
"It is rather nice to be out of those crowded offices, even if it is only for a little bit." Twilight took another bite of her daffodil and daisy sandwich.
"I'm glad the three of us could find some time to be together, with all the commotion around town. Wouldn't you agree Pinkie?"
"You betcha!" Pinkie Pie tossed another hay fry into her mouth.
Twilight smiled, it had been awhile since Pinkie Pie had been outside, and she was glad she didn't seem to be taking everything too badly. In fact, she seemed like she didn't have a care in the world.
If only I were so lucky, she thought.
"So, Pinkie," Rarity said, "You said you had some sort of new recipe, something that will, ahem, knock our socks off?"
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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