Con, and Lady made it to the North Pole. A bunch of other racers were there in many different cars. And a rock and roll band was playing music.
misceláneo Pony: *Playing guitar*
misceláneo poni, pony 2: *Playing drums*
misceláneo poni, pony 3: *Singing* We don't give a fuck about anything, come on! We don't give a fuck about anything! We don't give a fuck about anything, come on! We don't give a fuck about anything! 2002 motherfuckers.
Ponies: *Listening to music*
Announcer: Enjoy the música while tu can. The race is going to start soon.
Racers: *Get in cars*
Con: *Revs engine*
Lady: Why are tu doing that?
Con: Because I mean business.
Flag Pony: *Holding green flag* 3! 2! 1! GO!
Racers: *Drive*
Con: This will be fun. *Passing racers*
Lady: I remember drag races in illegal areas, but this is ridiculous. What if tu fall through the ice?
Con: Impossible. *Gets in segundo place*
Lady: Who's that in front of us?
Con: I don't know. I never met that poni, pony before. *Catching up*
Zao: *In first place*
Con: Oh, *Sees Zao* Now I know who that poni, pony is. *Passes Zao*
Lady: Is he a bad pony?
Con: Yes. He works for Gustav.
Lady: Well then, let's beat him.
Con: We already are.
They were going straight for a long time, but a left turn was coming up.
Con: *Drifts to the left*
Zao: *Behind Con*
Racers: *Going left*
Last Place Racer: *Crashes, then goes through ice*
Con: *Sees poni, pony in last place going through ice* Did tu see that?
Lady: And tu dicho nopony could fall through.
Con: tu might say that he dropped out of the race. *Turns right*
Zao: *drifting right*
Con: Oh, he's just doing that because I did it.
Zao: *tries to pass*
Con: *Going faster*
Zao: *Gets to left side of track*
Con: *Blocking Zao, then turns left*
Zao: *Turning left*
Con: *Goes over ice bridge*
Zao: *Goes over ice bridge, but sets up grenade launchers, then shoots bridge*
Racers: *Fall off ice, and into water*
The only racers left now were Con, and Zao. When they arrived at the finish, they were at a palace made entirely out of ice. It was called the Ice Hotel.
2 B Continued
misceláneo Pony: *Playing guitar*
misceláneo poni, pony 2: *Playing drums*
misceláneo poni, pony 3: *Singing* We don't give a fuck about anything, come on! We don't give a fuck about anything! We don't give a fuck about anything, come on! We don't give a fuck about anything! 2002 motherfuckers.
Ponies: *Listening to music*
Announcer: Enjoy the música while tu can. The race is going to start soon.
Racers: *Get in cars*
Con: *Revs engine*
Lady: Why are tu doing that?
Con: Because I mean business.
Flag Pony: *Holding green flag* 3! 2! 1! GO!
Racers: *Drive*
Con: This will be fun. *Passing racers*
Lady: I remember drag races in illegal areas, but this is ridiculous. What if tu fall through the ice?
Con: Impossible. *Gets in segundo place*
Lady: Who's that in front of us?
Con: I don't know. I never met that poni, pony before. *Catching up*
Zao: *In first place*
Con: Oh, *Sees Zao* Now I know who that poni, pony is. *Passes Zao*
Lady: Is he a bad pony?
Con: Yes. He works for Gustav.
Lady: Well then, let's beat him.
Con: We already are.
They were going straight for a long time, but a left turn was coming up.
Con: *Drifts to the left*
Zao: *Behind Con*
Racers: *Going left*
Last Place Racer: *Crashes, then goes through ice*
Con: *Sees poni, pony in last place going through ice* Did tu see that?
Lady: And tu dicho nopony could fall through.
Con: tu might say that he dropped out of the race. *Turns right*
Zao: *drifting right*
Con: Oh, he's just doing that because I did it.
Zao: *tries to pass*
Con: *Going faster*
Zao: *Gets to left side of track*
Con: *Blocking Zao, then turns left*
Zao: *Turning left*
Con: *Goes over ice bridge*
Zao: *Goes over ice bridge, but sets up grenade launchers, then shoots bridge*
Racers: *Fall off ice, and into water*
The only racers left now were Con, and Zao. When they arrived at the finish, they were at a palace made entirely out of ice. It was called the Ice Hotel.
2 B Continued
Zao's car
I thought I would have más ideas to add to this story, but turns out... I don't.
So, yeah, this chapter is marely an Arthur note saying that the story is now over..
So the last chapter was actually the last chapter..
Till siguiente time my dear fans :)
I'm suppose to write más words so here's misceláneo metallica lyrics
"Story starts, quite town.
Small time boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red I'm afried.
No confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place.
But oh my god, how that all did change.
Now they all prey.
Blood, stains, wash away."
So, yeah, this chapter is marely an Arthur note saying that the story is now over..
So the last chapter was actually the last chapter..
Till siguiente time my dear fans :)
I'm suppose to write más words so here's misceláneo metallica lyrics
"Story starts, quite town.
Small time boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red I'm afried.
No confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place.
But oh my god, how that all did change.
Now they all prey.
Blood, stains, wash away."
Toussaint
For unknown reasons AppleJack wasn't allowed in heaven.
AJ: (to Saten, who is also not allowed in) What are we gonna do!?
Saten: We!? Wow, wow, tu had your chance to be 'we' for nearly three years now. I give up. I'm done helping tu AppleJac- (she briefly kisses his cheek).. Alright. I'm in. I'm más than happy to help.
AJ: tu have a plan?
Saten: Yes. But you're have to play close attention, it involves great detail and planning... (punches the guard unconscience, witch is barely a plan at all).
Saten: Alright. We are free to enter. (opens the gate and he and AppleJack go inside).
TO BE CONTAINUED
AJ: (to Saten, who is also not allowed in) What are we gonna do!?
Saten: We!? Wow, wow, tu had your chance to be 'we' for nearly three years now. I give up. I'm done helping tu AppleJac- (she briefly kisses his cheek).. Alright. I'm in. I'm más than happy to help.
AJ: tu have a plan?
Saten: Yes. But you're have to play close attention, it involves great detail and planning... (punches the guard unconscience, witch is barely a plan at all).
Saten: Alright. We are free to enter. (opens the gate and he and AppleJack go inside).
TO BE CONTAINUED
