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Brotime - Chapter 11: Part 4

By: Albert_Reginald on May 7th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 3.81 KB  |  hits: 382  |  expires: Never
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  1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3m6et00DfQ
  2. >That's it
  3. >That's fucking it
  4. >You can't take it anymore
  5. >You just made your spe-...ex-special somepony cry
  6. >And she ran out of your house
  7. >Probably because she doesn't want to see you now
  8. >You can't blame her
  9. >News like that must've hit her hard
  10. >Especially with how much she cares about you
  11. >You get up from the floor and walk to the kitchen
  12. >Opening your cabinet, you grab the nearest bottle you can find
  13. >Applejack Daniels
  14. >The good shit
  15. >You're gonna need it
  16. >You rip the cap off the bottle and throw it aside, bringing the bottle to your mouth
  17. >You take a couple of gulps
  18. >Not good enough
  19. >You proceed to guzzle down the whole bottle, the liquid burning your throat
  20. >You feel nice and fucked up
  21. >You throw the bottle against the fridge, shattering it
  22. "Now...let's get some shit done"
  23.  
  24. >You stumble into the living room with another bottle of Applejack Daniels
  25. >Your second and last one
  26. >Should probably restock soon
  27. >Ah fuck it
  28. >You take a large swig and head out the door
  29.  
  30. >You're walking through Ponyville
  31. >Some Ponies stare at you as you stumble through town
  32. >It's probably the bottle
  33. >Either that or the fact that you look like you should be walking on four legs right now
  34. >You flip the bird at anypony who stares for too long
  35. >Your fucks are slowly draining
  36. >Like the bottle in your hand
  37. >You take another swig and start on a random path
  38. >You soon find yourself on the outskirts of town, the Everfree in the distance
  39. >You notice a certain yellow mare walking from Sweet Apple Acres
  40. >"Anon? Are you alright."
  41. >In reply to Fluttershy's sweet tone, you push her aside and start towards the forest
  42. >She follows for a few seconds
  43. >"Anon, what's wrong?"
  44. >You ignore her and keep walking
  45. >She turns around and trots off in the direction of Ponyville
  46. >You don't have a fuck to give
  47. >But your bottle, unlike your fucks meter, isn't empty
  48. >You take another swig as you enter the forest
  49.  
  50. >The sunshine helps light up this place
  51. >It's still somewhat darkened by the trees
  52. >Doesn't fucking matter
  53. >You tip the bottle upside down over your mouth
  54. >Your tongue is met by a single drop of that sweet nectar
  55. >You look inside the bottle and shatter it agaisnt the nearest tree
  56. >It deserved it, being empty and shit
  57. >You stumble off the path and fall into a bush
  58. >You climb out of it and continue walking deeper into the forest
  59. >Not many creatures around right now
  60. >Probably beacuse of the loud shattering noise
  61. >You don't care
  62. >You can hear twigs snapping as you walk on
  63. >You're so hammered you don't even know it's you making the noise
  64. >You hear the noise of running water
  65. >Following it you come up on a river
  66. >You proceed to unzip your fly and piss in the river
  67. >Relieved, you follow the river until you find a cliff face that looks climbable
  68. >You grab the nearest protruding rock and hoist yourself up
  69.  
  70. ---4:32 of the song---
  71. >You continue to climb, fueled by arrogance
  72. "Fuck you, gravdidy...I can do whadefuck I want.."
  73. >Yeah, you're hammered
  74. >And somehow able to climb
  75. >You finally make it to the top
  76. >You hoist your body over the edge and look down
  77. >It's a pretty good fall from here
  78. >Probably good enough to solve your problems
  79. >This is convenient
  80. >A drunken romp through Ponyville and the forest
  81. >And an equally drunken climb
  82. >You back away from the edge after that thought
  83. >A few steps more
  84. >You then take a running start
  85.  
  86. ---5:34---
  87. >You jump from the edge
  88. >This is it
  89. >Everything ends here
  90. >The problems
  91. >The pain
  92. >The seething rage
  93. >Everything seems to move in slow motion as you fall
  94. >Yeah, this'll show Celestia
  95. >Fuck her and her rules
  96. >Fuck her and her elements
  97. >Fuck everypony
  98. >Fuck everything
  99. >You turn in mid-air to see the clear blue sky
  100. >You flip it off with a smile on your face
  101. "Fuck you, Cele-"
  102. >Your body hits the ground
  103. >You don't move
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