Date: August 3, 1959
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 10:38 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
The trainyard was full of tank cars. Every single on of them was carrying gasoline. Ponies had to be careful around the tank cars, especially when coupling them up to other freight cars, o trains. If they went too fast, they would blow up.
Gordon: *Waiting in a diesel* hola Wilson, what's taking so long to get my freight train set up?
Wilson: tu gotta pull tank cars full of gasoline.
Gordon: So? I think they should hurry up.
Wilson: Well. It's your life. *Walks away*
Gordon: hola wait a second. Was that supposed to scare me?
Wilson: *Stops, and turns around to face Gordon* Alright then, I'll tell Nicole to go faster, and make your train blow up, and possibly kill you.
Gordon: Never mind.
Wilson: Will tu stop being impatient?
Gordon: Over my dead body.
Wilson: That can be arranged. *Grabs walkie talkie*
Gordon: You're not gonna tell Nicole to speed up, are you?
Wilson: Well...
Nicole: *Pushes tank cars onto Gordon's engine*
Gordon: *Blows horn twice*
Nicole: *Uncouples her engine from Gordon's train*
Gordon: *Drives his train*
Wilson: Wait a second! *Runs after the train* What about your caboose?
Gordon: Don't need it!!
Wilson: Yeah tu do!
Gordon: Then allow me to say fuck you. tu have caused me to be late por going too slow with coupling the train up to my engines, and threatening to blow me up. I cannot wait, so I'm leaving.
Wilson: *Stops running* tu idiot!!!
Gordon: *Gets his train out of the yards* First Pete threatens to have me transferred up North onto another part of this railway, and now Wilson is actuación like a bitch.
Just then, Roger arrived in his freight train. He had más tank cars to put into the yard.
Snowflake: Oh great. más tank cars.
Nikki: *Stops her train behind Roger's* Hope this doesn't take too long.
Meadow: I hope it doesn't take too long either. We have to wait on the mainline.
Orion: *Driving his freight train towards the yards, and sees Roger's train* I know just what I'm gonna do in order to get fired. *Crashes into Roger's train*
Because of the violent movements from the crash, the tank cars blew up.
Nikki: Oh my goodness!
Meadow: Good thing we weren't too close. Right?
Nikki: Right.
Roger: *Comes out of his engine* My god. How am I still alive?
Orion: *Flies to Roger* Forget that. How am I still alive? Remember, I crashed into your train.
Browning: *Arrives* What are tu assholes doing?
Orion: Arguing?
Browning: Remember, I'm going to steal that shit, along with the ammunition on that other train. Don't be careless.
After talking to Orion, Browning decided to go to some misceláneo bar to do only one thing. Get drunk.
Browning: *Crosses the train tracks, and gets onto the platform. He sees Stylo arrive in a passenger train. So, he grabs a Tommygun, and shoots the engine*
Stylo: *Stops the train, and gets out* Hey! What do tu think you're doing?!
Browning: What does it look like I'm doing dipshit?
Stylo: tu just ruined a brand new locomotive.
Browning: Yeah well some of your friends up in the train yard ruined some of my merchandise.
Stylo: tu mean the gasoline, and ammunition? It's not even yours to begin with tu trigger happy twat!
Browning: *Leaves the station*
Stylo: Hey! I'm not finished talking to you!! HEY!!!
2 B Continued
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 10:38 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
The trainyard was full of tank cars. Every single on of them was carrying gasoline. Ponies had to be careful around the tank cars, especially when coupling them up to other freight cars, o trains. If they went too fast, they would blow up.
Gordon: *Waiting in a diesel* hola Wilson, what's taking so long to get my freight train set up?
Wilson: tu gotta pull tank cars full of gasoline.
Gordon: So? I think they should hurry up.
Wilson: Well. It's your life. *Walks away*
Gordon: hola wait a second. Was that supposed to scare me?
Wilson: *Stops, and turns around to face Gordon* Alright then, I'll tell Nicole to go faster, and make your train blow up, and possibly kill you.
Gordon: Never mind.
Wilson: Will tu stop being impatient?
Gordon: Over my dead body.
Wilson: That can be arranged. *Grabs walkie talkie*
Gordon: You're not gonna tell Nicole to speed up, are you?
Wilson: Well...
Nicole: *Pushes tank cars onto Gordon's engine*
Gordon: *Blows horn twice*
Nicole: *Uncouples her engine from Gordon's train*
Gordon: *Drives his train*
Wilson: Wait a second! *Runs after the train* What about your caboose?
Gordon: Don't need it!!
Wilson: Yeah tu do!
Gordon: Then allow me to say fuck you. tu have caused me to be late por going too slow with coupling the train up to my engines, and threatening to blow me up. I cannot wait, so I'm leaving.
Wilson: *Stops running* tu idiot!!!
Gordon: *Gets his train out of the yards* First Pete threatens to have me transferred up North onto another part of this railway, and now Wilson is actuación like a bitch.
Just then, Roger arrived in his freight train. He had más tank cars to put into the yard.
Snowflake: Oh great. más tank cars.
Nikki: *Stops her train behind Roger's* Hope this doesn't take too long.
Meadow: I hope it doesn't take too long either. We have to wait on the mainline.
Orion: *Driving his freight train towards the yards, and sees Roger's train* I know just what I'm gonna do in order to get fired. *Crashes into Roger's train*
Because of the violent movements from the crash, the tank cars blew up.
Nikki: Oh my goodness!
Meadow: Good thing we weren't too close. Right?
Nikki: Right.
Roger: *Comes out of his engine* My god. How am I still alive?
Orion: *Flies to Roger* Forget that. How am I still alive? Remember, I crashed into your train.
Browning: *Arrives* What are tu assholes doing?
Orion: Arguing?
Browning: Remember, I'm going to steal that shit, along with the ammunition on that other train. Don't be careless.
After talking to Orion, Browning decided to go to some misceláneo bar to do only one thing. Get drunk.
Browning: *Crosses the train tracks, and gets onto the platform. He sees Stylo arrive in a passenger train. So, he grabs a Tommygun, and shoots the engine*
Stylo: *Stops the train, and gets out* Hey! What do tu think you're doing?!
Browning: What does it look like I'm doing dipshit?
Stylo: tu just ruined a brand new locomotive.
Browning: Yeah well some of your friends up in the train yard ruined some of my merchandise.
Stylo: tu mean the gasoline, and ammunition? It's not even yours to begin with tu trigger happy twat!
Browning: *Leaves the station*
Stylo: Hey! I'm not finished talking to you!! HEY!!!
2 B Continued
The Hunger games had continued everybody knew they had to fight o they die, everybody found their own water hole except Fluttershy cuz she was to distracted por the cute animals, they all had to hunt for comida and that meant killing animales they all found comida but not Fluttershy but the animales were her friends so they got her berries and water, Black Stilton (Dark-Armor) sent out 7 soldiers each went to 1 of them (the ponies) the Ponies fought the soldiers and killed them but Fluttershy did not kill the one that was sent for her cuz she hates fighting the robot stabbed her with his sword the sword went in side her body and came out the robot toke out his sword and Fluttershy died and came back to Ponyville everybody got informed that Fluttershy was eliminated. Who will be next? Find out in Chap.3. TO BE CONTINUED..........
To be continued...
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, the changeling queen.
A powerful being, is she, and no doubt about it at all,
For her power is shaped as a ball:
One with no end to her power and attitude of pride.
Her changeling legions stretch far and wide
Until nothing else can be seen.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, the consumer of love,
As with her underlings who conquer vastly.
Many will see her as ghastly,
o perhaps even demonic of sorts,
As well as her infinite cohorts.
Nothing could send her above.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, now beaten,
Will one día return with power all on
Her enemies with the rage of Phlegethon.
Speed will accompany her in many ways,
For her vengeance will be quenched in days,
All of her enemies' amor eaten.
A powerful being, is she, and no doubt about it at all,
For her power is shaped as a ball:
One with no end to her power and attitude of pride.
Her changeling legions stretch far and wide
Until nothing else can be seen.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, the consumer of love,
As with her underlings who conquer vastly.
Many will see her as ghastly,
o perhaps even demonic of sorts,
As well as her infinite cohorts.
Nothing could send her above.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, now beaten,
Will one día return with power all on
Her enemies with the rage of Phlegethon.
Speed will accompany her in many ways,
For her vengeance will be quenched in days,
All of her enemies' amor eaten.
Carol
Franklin
