Taking Story Requests!

[Tone Shift 57]

UGH. Y NOPONY LIKE ROMANCE STORIES?!

 

Lol. Jk. But seriously, I haven't gotten 1 request.

 

Erm... I'd throw one at you, but I can't think of anything! DX NUUU!

[Rebel the Wolfgirl 5,616]

How about a romantic comedy about Sunset Shimmer and Cheese Sandwich>

[Tone Shift 57]

How about a romantic comedy about Sunset Shimmer and Cheese Sandwich>

 

 

You sir, are brilliant. absolutely smegging brilliant!

[Commander Frost 731]

How about a romantic comedy about Sunset Shimmer and Cheese Sandwich>

Hmm.....I think I can make that work. Yet it will be odd. XP

[Tone Shift 57]

Hey, just so you guys know, I am willing to take on Dark as my secondary category. I think I can do it fairly well, even if Sad is my main one.

[Serious Sam 259]

Hey, just so you guys know, I am willing to take on Dark as my secondary category. I think I can do it fairly well, even if Sad is my main one.

How about I recommend another story to you? With both of those tags, what do you say?

[Tone Shift 57]

How about I recommend another story to you? With both of those tags, what do you say?

 

Maybe. I mean, writing requests can be made in any number of ways, ranging from Music as inspiration, to a simple sentence, to a full blown description. But go ahead, shoot me what idea you have.

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama, Well, okay then...but now i'm not so sure now.  it was going to be like a fight between two halves that my one of OC's has.  His name is Rut-Light (Link: http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/rut-light-r3470) and his other half is named Midnight Inferno, who brings nothing but sadism, hate and demonic power to the floor.  The idea was going to be that somehow (a way that you choose), Midnight is separated from Rut-Light and now they get to fight each other face to face.  I thought this would be pretty good for you if you're up for it.

 

Just for reference, Midnight is a large stallion (about the size of Sombra), black coat, bronze hoof braces with red jewels (one on each of his legs),  his mane is highlighted with the colors of flames and his pupils are red.  

 

I hope this works out for you, if not then someone else could write this...or you could forget about it, do what you want with it.

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama, Well, okay then...but now i'm not so sure now.  it was going to be like a fight between two halves that my one of OC's has.  His name is Rut-Light (Link: http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/rut-light-r3470) and his other half is named Midnight Inferno, who brings nothing but sadism, hate and demonic power to the floor.  The idea was going to be that somehow (a way that you choose), Midnight is separated from Rut-Light and now they get to fight each other face to face.  I thought this would be pretty good for you if you're up for it.

 

Just for reference, Midnight is a large stallion (about the size of Sombra), black coat, bronze hoof braces with red jewels (one on each of his legs),  his mane is highlighted with the colors of flames and his pupils are red.  

 

I hope this works out for you, if not then someone else could write this...or you could forget about it, do what you want with it.

 

Not to be rude, but I'm not the best at specific characters that I have no experience with. I'm lucky I did good with Steam Iron. And a story like this one would requite a lot of backstory, which I don't have. How about this: Give me a prompt, and I'll surprise you.

 

Example: The blue light in the corner could have been a warning.

or

As the sun sets below the horizon, the stars come out to play.

 

Just come up with something like that, and I'll try my hand at it.

Edited April 26, 2014 by Skijarama

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama,I know you don't mean to be, and I didn't take it that way...but now i'm just confused.  By 'prompt' what do you mean?

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama,I know you don't mean to be, and I didn't take it that way...but now i'm just confused.  By 'prompt' what do you mean?

 

I gave you two examples. Just a simple sentence that I could use as a base and build a story around. For example, the stars come out to play line spawned my story "Dance of the stars" earlier in this thread.

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama,Oh, okay, sorry, I had a brain-fart (how my family says 'got very confused').  How about this?

 

The darkness of the night was uncanny.

 

Is that good?  I can come up with others if you so wish.

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama,Oh, okay, sorry, I had a brain-fart (how my family says 'got very confused').  How about this?

 

The darkness of the night was uncanny.

 

Is that good?  I can come up with others if you so wish.

It's fine. I have brain farts a lot. Anyways, I think I can work with that. I'll let you know if not.

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama,Alright then!  Thank you for doing this Ski! 

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama,Alright then!  Thank you for doing this Ski! 

 

Not a problem. Gotta flex my creativity somehow, right?

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama,True...so very true!  Let me know when it's up ok?

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama,True...so very true!  Let me know when it's up ok?

 

You'll know. I'll post it here.

 

 

Oh, By the way...

 

Have a teaser of what I'm writing based on your request.

 

Okay, I have the story now. I'm going to drop it into a spoiler because length.

 

 

 

 

Panic. That was the dominant feeling Twilight Sparkle felt as she ran down the midnight streets of Ponyville. The darkness was following her, and she had multiple cuts, scrapes, and bruises to show for it. Her breath came in rapid gasps as she forced her burning legs to keep moving. Several glowing orbs of light floated around her, each one illuminating a different part of her body so that not a single shadow was cast on her form. She glanced to her left and right, trying to find the street that would lead her back to the library.

 

She groaned in frustration and pain as she was forced to come to a stop by the fact that she was lost. How in the hoof did she get lost?! Her panic surged as she felt the tell-tale tingle under her mane. She cussed violently and took off galloping once more, flaring up the light on her horn again. Her legs felt like they were on fire, and her lungs were about ready to rupture from how heavily she was breathing. At this point, she was running on pure adrenaline.

 

She rounded a corner, and a smile briefly touched her face. The library was just ahead. Her hope renewed, she forced herself on, praying mentally that she would be able to save herself once inside. All of those hopes were shattered however and her smile faded as she tripped over her hooves. She crashed into the dirt, all of her light fading out. She gasped in pain as the darkness fell over her once again. In that moment, she knew it was over.

 

The shadows intensified over her, and she screamed in agony as she was consumed.

 

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When next she awoke, it was to infinite darkness in every direction. She was floating, no idea where she was, or what was happening. Twilight gulped as she took in her surroundings. The darkness was so intense she couldn't even see her own body, which sent a spike of fear through her. She heard a deep rumble echoing through the strange void, causing her to panic slightly. That was the same noise she had heard that caused her to start running in the first place.

 

“Please! Don't hurt me!” Twilight practically begged, tucking up into a ball. Truth be told, she'd never felt so scared, as far as she could remember. Her life was hanging delicately in the hands of the darkness that now surrounded her, and she had no idea what she did to anger them. Them, of course, being Shadow Dancers. Twilight knew only that they lived in the darkness, as shadows themselves, and could jump from one shadow to another as long as it was close enough.

 

And that was the extent of Twilight's knowledge of the strange entities. They were rarely a threat, as they usually didn't attack ponies. So, why had they suddenly taken such an interest in her? The shadows in front of her seemed to glow for a moment, before a single yellow eye opened, revealing a reptilian slit as a pupil. “You beg for your life?” A voice asked, deep and ominous, reverberating in Twilight's mind as though spoken within it.

 

“Yes, please! I've done nothing to you. Please don't hurt me!” Twilight repeated, trying to keep herself calm. It wasn't killing her yet? What did it want? The yellow eye blinked slowly, and inched closer to Twilight.

 

“You have done something.” The eye said, venom dripping from it's tone. Twilight's heart skipped a beat.

 

“I... I don't understand. What did I do?”

 

“You have done something.” The Shadow Dancers said in unison, sending sharp pain through Twilight's skull. She gasped, and looked up at the eye as it began to glow brighter.

 

“Please, stop! What did I do?! I don't understand! PLEASE-” Twilight’s screams cut off her words, drowning them out as an invisible force began to bend her backwards, stretching her until her spine began to pop. She felt the tingle running along her stomach, and she widened her eyes. “No, NO! I'M SORRY!” She pleaded, knowing what was about to happen. Her stomach began to ripple, and excruciating pain filled her system as it began to split open. “PLEASE! I'M SORRY!”

 

The agony continued, pulling her belly open further. The split was still small, but it was agonizing all the same. Twilight could feel the blood running down her side from the open wound. Her screams began to devolve into quiet whimpers as the wound expanded. Her eyelids were getting heavy, and it was becoming harder and harder to breathe. However, in the next instant, something wrapped itself around her and started pulling. Something physical.

 

She tried to reach out, but was held in place. She heard muffled screams that weren't her own, before the invisible force let go of her, and she was suddenly lurched skyward. Moments later the shadows seemed to disappear beneath her, replaced with the night sky. Twilight let her eyes close, deciding she would be better off taking a nap for now...

 

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When next Twilight awoke, it was in a Ponyville clinic recovery room. Her wounds were bandaged and her stomach had been stitched. She looked to her left and saw sunlight streaming in through the window. Almost instantly, she scrunched herself up against the bed. Light. Light cast shadows. She started to sweat as she glanced left and right, eyes landing on every shadow in the room. She could feel her heart hammering against her ribs like a blacksmith.

 

She heard the beeping of a heart monitor speed up. Her breathing began to speed up as the memory of the shadow dancers chasing her came back to mind. A gentle knock came to the door before it opened. Twilight shrunk down, pupils shrinking for a moment. She then relaxed as Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie walked in, each wearing looks of concern. They were followed in by Nurse Redheart. Rainbow beamed. “Twilight! Whew, good to see you awake. You gave us all quite a scare.” She said happily.

 

“You've been out since last night, Twilight. What happened? Who hurt you?” Pinkie asked, her tone surprisingly solemn. Twilight bit her lip as the memories came back, a cold sweat covering her brow.

 

“Twilight, please. Rainbow gave us what she saw, but it doesn't tell us a whole lot. She said she heard you screaming in the middle of a shadow that was smothering you. When she pulled you out, she reported that you were covered in several horrible wounds, most of which we have tended to now.” Redheart reported, looking at Twilight with worry. Twilight hesitated.

 

“It... I don't know why, but... I was attacked by Shadow Dancers.” Twilight said weakly, tucking further into a ball.

 

“Uh... Shadow what now?” Rainbow asked confusedly, nervously pawing at the ground with her hoof.

 

“They're ancient spirits, as old as the princesses. They live in and control shadows. The darker and more complete the shadows, the more control they have over them. They can also effect anything living that has a shadow on it.” Twilight explained tiredly. She smiled at Rainbow. “Oh, and thank you, Rainbow Dash. You saved my life. I owe you big time.”

 

“Ah, it was nothing. Just me being-”

 

“Rainbow. I mean it. Thank you...” Twilight said a bit more firmly, softening on the last two words. Rainbow held her tongue and nodded, looking over at Pinkie Pie. Pinkie didn't say anything else, but simply smiled. Twilight gulped nervously. “So, what happened to the Shadow Dancers?”

 

“Well, I saw the shadows disperse after I pulled you out of them. And judging by the fact you're still breathing, I don't think they're coming after you again.” Rainbow said confidently, smirking.

 

“They were just big meanies!” Pinkie snapped suddenly, “It was a party day! Why did they attack you after a Pinkie party?!”

 

“Well, at least they didn't attack during it...” Twilight said, smiling weakly. “Awesome party, by the way.” Pinkie smiled, still maintaining her solemn expression.

 

“I hate to cut this short, but I need to be alone with Twilight for a little bit. You two can come back and visit later.” Redheart said gently, nudging them for the door.

 

“No, please!” Twilight said, desperation and fear in her voice once more. Everypony turned to look at her. “I want them close... I'm sorry, Nurse, but I want my friends close by. I'll feel more comfortable.”

 

“Well... Alright, I suppose I can make an exception.” Redheart smiled as she said this, before closing the door. She then sat herself down with a clipboard next to Twilight's bed. “So... start from the beginning. What happened?”

 

“Well... I was returning to the library after Pinkie Pie's party was done...” Twilight began recounting the tale. At the very least, she decided, she was alive. But she couldn't help but wonder what she did to anger the Shadow Dancers.

 

Edited April 27, 2014 by Skijarama

[Rebel the Wolfgirl 5,616]

I can give you an opening line for Prehistoric Ponies:

 

The sun rose over the horizon as the pterodactyls sang-er, screeched in the early hours of the morning.

[Tone Shift 57]

Fun fact: I enjoyed writing Shadow Dancers so much I 1: Put it up on Fimfiction.(LINK) and 2: I am going to be writing a sequel.

Edited April 28, 2014 by Skijarama

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama, DAMN!  I LOVE YOU FOR PUTTING THAT UP THERE!  *hugs ski tightly*  THANK YOU!

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama, DAMN!  I LOVE YOU FOR PUTTING THAT UP THERE!  *hugs ski tightly*  THANK YOU!

 

Is barely able to breathe.

 

You're welcome.

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama,*Lets go* Sorry about that... 

[Tone Shift 57]

@@Skijarama,*Lets go* Sorry about that... 

Ah, no need to apologize. I like hugs.

[Serious Sam 259]

@@Skijarama,Hugs are the best, hugs are life...Hugs for dayz!  *Hugs* 

[Eloquence 2,076]

I could perhaps offer some assistance as a writer, since you appear to be looking for writers. I won't be able to do anything for a while because my laptop's pretty much broken but once that get's fixed up i could help out here. I actually have one of these threads for myself as it is but i think it got buried :/