It's F-F-F-F-F-F-Fanventures time! Before you read this. I made like half the characters girls because their name or profile picture makes them seem like a girl. I doubt you're actually girls. I'm pretty sure there are no girls on the internet, so you're all men in real life (After all, the acronym G.I.R.L clearly stands for 'men in real life'). It doesn't matter though, because you're girls in this story.
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Angel Lionheart stepped off the train with a sigh as she gazed out on the wasteland she found herself in.

"Why can't archaeologists ever go anywhere nice?" She grumbled to herself. She knew the answer to that question, if there's ponies living there, secrets don't generally stay secret for very long. Of course ponies have to choose to live in all the nice places so all that's left are the crappy places. Even though the title wasn't official, Angel liked to refer to herself as an ‘archaeologist‘. Not that she'd ever discovered anything, or that she even knew what that word meant, but anything is better than going back to being a waiter.

So now she found herself here, stepping off a train at a very small town in the middle of a desert. She sighed once again as she noticed just how tiny this place actually was. The entire town consisted of a wooden porch where the train stopped, a large wooden structure, and three small buildings built in front of it. The town (if you could even call it a town) couldn't possibly have more than a dozen inhabitants at most.

She looked all around in the hopes that maybe there were more buildings hidden somewhere, but all she saw were sand dunes stretching to the horizon and a few pyramids far off in the distance. Even though she knew they weren't, they looked tiny from here. Unfortunately, that was her destination on this little trip. She definitely wasn't looking forward to the strenuous walk that would be required to get there.

With a final blow of its horn, the small train started to move again. Angel looked around and was quite perturbed when she realized that she was the only one that got off at this stop. Granted there were only three others on the tiny passenger train to start with, but she was hoping at least one other would get off here too. She couldn't help but feel pretty nervous at her given situation.

She continued to watch as the train picked up speed and slowly disappeared over the horizon and with it her means to leave the tiny town. She continued to stare off at it, lost in thought of how her life went so very wrong to the point where she had to visit places like this, until she was interrupted as a bead of sweat rolled down her forehead into her eye.

She cursed at the sudden stinging sensation and wiped at said eye with a hoof for a few moments until it felt slightly better. It just now finally occurred to her how hot it was outside. The train had magic air-conditioning, so at least it stayed a reasonable temperature, but it was as hot as balls out here. And we're talking REALLY hot balls. It was only made worse by the blazing sun floating directly overhead. Normally the sun seemed so peaceful and radiant, but here it seemed only filled with malice and the intent to cause skin cancer. From her perspective it looked like an angry eye glaring down at the desolate landscape hoping for nothing more than to see everything below burn.

Of course, that meant she couldn‘t stay out here dillydallying in the skin-melting sun all day. She was reluctant to go into 'town', but it was either that or roast to death and probably provide a pretty good meal for the nearby vultures so it wasn't a hard choice. Looking around she didn’t even see any vultures circling overhead like she would have expected.

“They must be hiding.” She said to herself as she began to trot towards the largest building. “I really hope they have air-conditioning.” Of course, as she stepped off the train porch onto the sand, she realized the heat of the building was the least of her problems right now. The sand was literally scorching hot. Enough so that she could feel it through her hooves.

“Agh!“ She quickly jumped back onto the wooden structure to avoid burning her delicious hooves. “Well that’s just fantastic. It’s been like five minutes and already this place sucks.” She realized now why none of the town’s inhabitants were outside. It was like a hundred thirty degrees out here (worst part is, you’ll never know it I meant degrees fahrenheit, celsius, or kelvin! Ahahahahah)!

Looking around at the town once again to see if there was a way to avoid walking on the sand, she noticed a small sign made of worn wood. It looked pretty old, but she could still make out the words written on it with white paint.

“Welcome to Talibarn.” She read to herself. “Current population: 4.” She had to squint to see the words written underneath as they were much smaller. “We are not terrorists…?” She started to consider how strange it was that someone would write that on a sign, but it was quickly overshadowed by relief.

“Shewf, I sure am glad they aren’t terrorists.”

She briefly considered just waiting there until the sun went down and the sand cooled a little, until she noticed a black shape lying next to the sign. Walking to the edge of the platform she squinted as hard as she could at it to figure out what it was. Slowly she started making out details on the thing: Wings, a head with a beak, its talons sticking up at random angles. She nearly gasped out loud as she realized that the black shape was a vulture. Now it looked like it had been deep fried. Looking around, she saw several similar shapes lying throughout the town.

It was now clear in Angel’s mind that if she stayed out in the sun she would inevitably get cooked too. “Woah, screw that!” She yelled as she galloped as fast as she could towards the town. She imagined she looked pretty ridiculous right then, kicking up sand and spouting curses constantly, but she didn’t care very much. At the moment she was just trying to keep her legs from melting off. Besides, there wasn’t anyone around to see her anyways.

After a very short run, Angel Lionheart jumped into the relatively small amount of shade provided by the main building’s roof just in front of the door. “Yes!” She cried triumphantly, now that she was away from the very hot sand. She began to do a little victory dance.

This was interrupted as the door swung open to reveal a yellow pony with a black mane standing in the doorway. He was wearing a turban on his head and his cutie mark was a lemon next to an explosion. "What do you want?" He asked in perfect equestrian, which was surprising to Angel. She had always heard that the ponies of the desert spoke in broken Equestrian. She also heard a lot of horrible rumors about them being terrorists and stuff.

"Oh hey." She said, feeling pretty awkward at being caught in the act of dancing like an idiot. "I'm new in town." She didn't realize how stupid that sounded until after she said it.

The other pony looked her up and down quickly and then rubbed his chin as though he was in deep thought. "Now that you mention it... You do look kind of unfamiliar. Just to make sure what you're saying is true, I'll have to consult with the only other three inhabitants of the town."

She rolled her eyes at his overly sarcastic comment, but he wasn't finished yet. He turned away and shouted into the building. "Hey Biggercow789, get your fat ass over here."

A few seconds later a brown cow with black spots appeared in the doorway. "What the shit do you want? I was busy doing non-terrorist activities."

The other pony then pointed a hoof in Angel's direction. "This infidel says she's new in town. I thought I'd consult with you to see if that's correct."

The cow now focused its gaze onto Angel Lionheart and seemed to study her intently. "Hmmm, all you ponies look the same to me." It finally said.

Angel decided that that was enough and continued before they could mock her some more. "Yeah, you guys are really funny. Anyways, I traveled here to visit the pyramids that are close by, but in case you haven't noticed, it's extremely hot outside."

"Wait wait wait." The yellow and black pony butted in. "It's hot outside?" He took a step forward until he was standing in the sun. "Noway! It's hot outside!" He then turned and yelled back into the building again. "Hey Nunchucks! Check it out, it's hot outside!"

"What the hell are you yelling about?" Came the reply from a brown pegasus with green hair that appeared in the doorway. She had a pair of dynamite fastened together into nun chucks as a cutie mark. "What are you doing Aperture Lemon? It's hot out here!"

"I know, it's weird right? I've lived here for years and yet I never noticed that it's hot outside. Thankfully this pony showed up to explain it to me or I might have never figured it out."

"Yeah yeah. I'm sure that someone somewhere thinks you're funny, unfortunately that someone isn't here." Replied Angel who was quickly getting fed up with the pony's rudeness. "Anyways, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I'd like to stay here until night since it's so hot out. I intend to travel to the pyramids nearby as soon as possible. Also, if it wouldn't be too much trouble I could really use a guide."

"So you call me rude, then you want to stay in my house, eatin' up all my cheese and drinkin' up all my wine? Then on top of that you want someone to hold your hoof while you walk to the pyramids? Do you have any idea how many important non-terrorist activities I had planned before you showed up?" Asked Mr. Aperture Lemon.

Ms. Angel Lionheart wasn't sure if he was genuinely upset or if he was just messing with her. She hoped it was the latter as standing outside in the heat didn't sound like very much fun. After a brief pause, she tried to answer his last question. "Umm... None?"

"Super nope! I had sooooo many non-terrorist activities planned."

"Bull shit!" Yelled Biggercow789 who didn't understand the irony in a cow saying that. "We were just sitting around like always. There's nothing to do here."

"I'll say." Agreed Nunchucks. "I tried doing something once... Didn't work!"

"Well that's just fantastic. Now she's going to expect us to help her." Complained Aperture Lemon. After a second he sighed. "Fine, it's not like we were doing anything anyways. Come on in."

So they did just that. They went inside, that is. The building was pretty big on the inside, as most of it was built underground to stay cool. It was also surprisingly well decorated. She always figured desert pony abodes would be unkept and full of sand. Another generalization, she guessed.

"Alright, here's the kitchen and living room. And over there is everyponys' rooms and el baño. Congratulations, the tour is complete." Said Aperture Lemon as he walked into the kitchen. "Now I have to make even more food." He complained.

"Stop crying, cooking is all you're good for!" Yelled Biggercow789 who was quite fond of food, seeing as she's a big cow.

"By the way, today I'm cooking rocky mountain oysters!" He yelled back at.

"Oh god, I hope not." Said Nunchucks with a shutter. "I wish I knew what those were before I tried them last time."

Angel had stayed quiet throughout this exchange, but now she realized something. "Wait, if everything is in this building, who lives in the other buildings?"

"There's other buildings?!" Called Aperture Lemon from the kitchen, but he was ignored.

"Oh those. That's where we keep the explosives. But don't worry, we're not terrorists." Said Nunchucks with a wink. Angel had no idea what the wink was about, but she decided it wasn't important.

"Oh. My. Goodness! Like, I didn't know we were going to have a guest! If I knew you were coming over I would have cleaned the place up a bit, sweetheart." Spoke a new pony with a lisp. Angel looked over and spotted a blueish-white stallion with a dark blue mane and a matching scarf. His cutie mark was a beautifully designed tower next to a bunch of explosives.

Biggercow789 decided to do the introductions. "This is 'whymust I tower'. At least that's what he tells us. He says it's his 'soul name' or something stupid like that. Anyways he's the one who decorated this whole place."

"And it looks absolutely fabulous, wouldn't you agree?" He butted in.

"Yes, it looks... Fabulous... And this is... Ugh, you never said your name." Continued Ms. Cow789.

"Oh, you can just call me Angel." She was slightly embarrassed that she forgot to tell them her name sooner.

As soon as she said that, Aperture Lemon called out from the other room. "EAT YOUR FOOOOOOD!" The group shared a quick glance at each other before hurrying into the kitchen. There, there was a table set with five plates. On those plates were various chopped vegetables, and on those vegetables were millions of tiny bacteria, each invisible to the naked eye.

"Thank the pony equivalent of Jesus it's not rocky mountain oysters." Said a relieved Nunchucks.

"Why would we have that you silly goose?" Asked our extremely stereotypical homosexual character, whymust I tower.

"It looks delicious." Said Biggercow789 as she sat down.

"It may look good, but I coated everypony else's food with poison. But rest assured, you won't feel the affects for at least twenty-four hours." Said Aperture Lemon as he began eating.

They all looked slightly nervous, but decided that his threats were empty and started eating. Either that or they realized that they had no control over it so they might as well assume he's not telling the truth. Needless to say, they all enjoyed the meal in relative silence. Biggercow789 seemed to enjoy it a little too much as she started mooing in happiness. It was awkward, to say the least.

After delicious-food-time, they all kinda just hung out for a few hours and talked. They weren't kidding when they said there was nothing to do around the house. She could see how a life like this could drive almost anypony to commit terrorist activities, not that she thought they were terrorists, though.

Eventually, Aperture Lemon announced that the sun was going down so they should head over to the pyramids. Angel was slightly surprised that they were all coming, but then she remembered just how boring it was there. This would most likely be the most exciting thing they did all day.

So they left. They walked. They breathed. They existed. It was a boring trip to the pyramid, what more do you want me to say? The only notable thing is that it was now pretty cold out, but ponies have fur so it's okay. Finally they were there, the huge pyramids left over by ancient desert-ponies who built them using slave labor (and possibly the aid of ancient aliens).

"Alright, we're here. What are you looking for?" Asked Aperture Lemon.

It was at that moment that Angel realized that she had no idea what she was looking for. She was literally just hoping to find something cool inside that would make her rich and famous. "Ummm, let's go have a look inside. Maybe we'll find something neat." She began walking ahead of them, towards the large open door of the structure, before Aperture Lemon spoke up again.

"Wait wait wait. You came all the way out here and you don't even know what you're looking for?"

She didn't know exactly how to answer that, so she played it off like it was no big deal. "Uh, yeah."

"And you didn't think, for even a second, that perhaps you wouldn't find anything inside?"

"Maybe I'll find something, maybe I won't. Either way, I really don't want to go back to being a waitress. That sucked."

"I feel your feels, bro." Said Nunchucks as she flew up next to her. "I used to be a waitress, but then I moved out here."

"Now that you mention that, what do you guys even do for jobs out here?"

The whole group seemed to tense up at the question and after exchanging a few looks, Aperture Lemon spoke up for them. "Well, we certainly don't do any terrorist activities if that's what you were asking."

Angel felt that the answer was slightly strange and extremely evasive. "I didn't say anything about terrorist activities." She said slowly.

"Well good. Because if you did, the answer would be 'no'."

Instead of answering she stared into his eyes for a good twenty seconds after that. Mainly because she wasn't sure whether or not that statement made any sense. As she internally debated whether or not his grammar was correct he began to sweat and his pupils dilated as he was extremely nervous. Finally, she decided that she didn't know enough about grammar to figure out if what he said was correct or not, so she decided to drop it. "K." She finally said before turning towards the pyramid.

The rest of the group breathed a sigh of relief and followed after her. Once they got inside, whymust I tower lit up a torch that he was keeping in his extremely stylish, baby-blue saddle bags. They didn't really know where to go, so they just started walking around randomly in the hopes that they would find something interesting. They cleared dozens of rooms, but the place looked like it had been picked clean of any artifacts long ago.

Angel was quickly growing frustrated, if they didn't find something soon she would no doubt get bored and want to leave. Then this whole trip would have been for nothing. After another half hour of searching, they stumbled across a stairwell leading down that was half covered by a large stone slab. The stairs were covered in significantly more cobwebs that the rest of the pyramid, which was saying a lot, so it seemed promising that not a lot of ponies had been down there.

The stairs led down two flights, before ending in another hallway which was connected to even more hallways. Unlike upstairs, they didn't see any rooms leading off, so there was only one way they could go. It led on a little ways before opening up into a large room with a high ceiling.

"Woah, there's gotta' be something super neat in here." Said Angel Lionheart, who bounced in place in excitement. A few moments after she said that, she noticed something peculiar that stood out in the middle of the room. "What's this over here?" She asked.

The group edged towards it until it was fully illuminated by the torch light. Once they saw it, they all recoiled in horror. It was a pile of old bricks with a unicorn skeleton leaned up against it. Most of the skeleton was undamaged, except the leg bones that were cracked and broken in several places. Looking up, there was a hole in the ceiling just above them.

"He must've fallen through the floor." Said Biggercow789 as she put all the pieces together.

"It looks that way." Confirmed Angel. She then noticed a bag laying next to the corpse along with a few burnt out torches. On top of the bag was a small, red-covered book that looked relatively undamaged. Disregarding any respect for the dead, she reached over and grabbed the book before opening up to the first page.

Day 1

Hi, my names Hank J. Wimbelton, but if you reading this you probably already know that. In fact, if you're reading this it's probably because I found something really cool in this pyramid and now I'm super famous. That will be cool. I bet future me gets all the ladies. But I can worry about that later. The main reason I'm writing this is because I can sell it later on when I'm the most famous pony ever to exist. I'm currently writing this while exploring the pyramid. So far it has been uneventful since other archeologists and scavengers have picked most of this place clean over the years, but I know there has to be something secret hidden here.

If there's not I'm going to be sorely disappointed. I can't go back to that town without any cool treasure, the inhabitants will make fun of me for sure! That Aperture Lemon guy was being a real jerk and I have a sneaking suspicion he's a terrori- AAAAAAAGGHHHHH! *crumble*

Angel looked up from the book for a second in confusion. "He seriously wrote that?"

"Hey, I remember that guy. He came through town like a week ago. He was a real dick." Said Aperture Lemon.

"A week ago?" Questioned Angel. "But his bones are picked clean, no way that happened in a week."

"Heh, it might have been like eight or nine days, I wasn't keeping track."

"Yeah yeah." Said Nunchucks before they could argue about how two extra days wouldn't allow a body to decompose this entirely. "Read on."

Day 2(or something)

First off. Ouch. I think my legs are broken. I must have fallen through the floor into another room under the pyramid. I'll surely be famous for discovering this! Once I get out of here, that is. Anyways, after I fell through the floor I must have hit my head or something because I blacked out for a while. It was a pretty long fall and I'm sure that any lesser pony would have died from such a thing, but not I. I have no idea how long I was out for, so I'll just assume this is the second day.

Anyways, now I need to plan on how to get out of here. I have two torches left, not counting the one I'm using now. I lit it up to see my situation as magical horn light simply isn't as affective. It looks like I'll have to ration my remaining torches as the last thing I need is to get stuck down here without a light source (As I said, magical horn light isn't very good).

Day 3? (Maybe still day 2 or even day 1)

It has been several hours and I'm starting to freak out here a little. For one, I realized that three of my legs are broken. I can't crawl out of here with just one working leg... I have no idea how long it takes for bones to heal properly, but I'm hoping that it's less time than it takes for a pony to die of thirst. How long is that anyways? I'm sure I'll figure out a way to get out of here, that's not what's scaring me.

I keep hearing noises in the dark. Every once in a while I hear what sounds like hoof steps or something. It's probably rats or just me being paranoid. But I can't help but feel that I'm being watched. I ended up lighting my second torch just in case. I really wanted to see what was making the noise, but I never saw anything. Oh well, I can make it out of here with just one torch, these suckers can burn for at least an hour or two.

Day 3278(I don't even know anymore.)

I'm pretty sure that I haven't been down here for over three-thousand days yet, but that small bout of humor is all I can do to keep myself calm. As soon as my second torch went out I heard another noise, this one louder than the others. I'm happy to say I didn't scream like a little filly, but it did really startle me. I immediately lit up my third torch without thinking, but I didn't see anything.

Oh well, I can't put it out now (without damaging the torch, of course) so I'll just write this log while I'm sitting here. I guess I'll have to get out of here with nothing but magic light. I suppose if any pony could perform such a feat, it would be me. I'm possibly the greatest pony ever, after all, and once I'm out of here every other pony will know it. Anyways, I keep hearing the noises every once in a while and it's becoming harder and harder to convince myself it's rats. Rats don't have hooves Celestia damn it!

I'm really not looking forward to having my torch run out. I don't want to be alone in the dark. This place is extremely creepy. THERE IT IS AGAIN! I heard another noise! Worst part is, it's always coming from a different place. It almost makes me feel better than one day I'm going to look back on this and laugh. Almost.

Day: who cares?

My third torch went out and now I'm sitting here trying to write to only the light of my glowing horn. Thank Celestia I'm a unicorn or this would really suck. Then again, if I was a pegasus I could probably just fly out of here. On second though, fuck you Celestia. Ok, I don't really mean that, I just really need to write something right now. The noises keep happening. It's like something is walking around the room! Worst part is, my light is too small to see anything that's more than a few feet away.

I tried crawling towards the hall that I spotted on the far end of the room when I had my torch, but three of my legs are unresponsive, and whenever I try to shift position they hurt really badly. I guess I'll just have to wait a while longer until the bones heal. Hopefully whatever is in the room won't try- OH CELESTIA I SAW SOMETHING! It was a shadow at the edge of my light but it was there! I know it was, I'm not crazy yet! It's only been like eight to twelve hours maximum, no way I'm crazy yet!

Ok... I just need to calm down. Deep breathes. Perhaps it's friendl- OH SHIT! AAAAAAAGH! IT'S ATTACKING ME! NOPE, IT'S DEFINITELY NOT FRIENDLY! AGH! IT'S GOT MY NECK! OH GOD IT HURTS! THERE'S LITERALLY BLOOD EVERYWHERE!!! AHHHH, I DIDN'T EVEN THINK I HAD THIS MUCH BLOOD! WHERE IS IT ALL COMING FROM?! OUCH OUCH OUCH! WHY AM I NOT DEAD YET?! THIS IS LITERALLY THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE! I'D KNOW BECAUSE MY LIFE JUST FLASHED BEFORE MY EYES! BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH..... Hank... Signing out...

"The rest is blank." Said Angel as she finished reading his last moments of life.

"Did he really write all that while being attacked by a vicious creature?" Asked Nunchucks.

"That's how it looks. Perhaps that explains why his bones were picked clean. He probably got attacked by a wild dog that lived down here and saw him as an easy meal." Explained Angel.

At this point Aperture Lemon noticed that something was very wrong. He looked all around the immediate area before turning back to the group. "Where is Biggercow789?" He asked.

It was at that point that they all noticed that the cow had vanished while they were enthralled in the story.

"Maybe she had to go to the bathroom and she walked off somewhere." Suggested Nunchucks.

"Perhaps." Nodded Aperture Lemon. "Then again, perhaps not. Let's search the room for her, she can't have gone far."

So they spread around the room looking for any sign of their missing cow friend. Whymust I tower stood in the middle of the room with his torch, providing enough light to cover a large portion of the room. The corners and the various hallways leading out from the room were still shrouded in darkness, though. Angel and Lemon searched through the various sarcophagi that were sitting around, but with no luck.

"You find anything over there chucks?" Asked Aperture Lemon. There was no reply, so he turned to ask again, but he couldn't see his friend where she was just a few moments ago. "HOLY SHIT WHERE'D SHE GO?!"

Everypony in the room looked around frantically as they once again grouped up near the center. Shit was getting too real, and Angel didn't like it one bit. It reminded her of the last time she went into a dark area.

Whymust I tower grabbed the torch in his hoof as he spoke. "Guys, I'm like totally freaking out here."

"Yep, me too." Responded Aperture Lemon as they were now standing back to back. "How is that torch holding up?"

As if to answer that question, the torch suddenly fell to the ground. Angel in Lemon both spun around, but they were too late. Whymust I tower was already gone. After a moment of staring into the shadows in the hopes that they would see something, Angel reached out with a shaky hoof and took the torch.

"Stay close." She tried to reassure Lemon and herself. "There's still the two of us, we just have to keep a look out and we can get out of here." Once there was no reply she once again spun around and was met by the familiar sight of nothing.

"Shit shit shit shit..." She started repeating to herself as she looked around frantically. She stood like that for several minutes while constantly swearing to herself until something stepped into her field of light. Her heart metaphorically leapt into her chest as she recognized none other than NobodyPro, the tentacle pony. He was literally covered in blood and was holding a skull that looked like it belonged to a donkey or mule at one point. You can tell because the top of their head is more flat that the skull of a regular pony, seeing as though they don't need as much room for their tiny brains.

"YOU!" She shrieked while pointing the torch at him. Not that it would do any good.

"You remember your Donkey friend right? I believe his name was Rasping Leach or something. No matter, he's dead now." He emphasized this by waving the skull around. "Perhaps I should start reciting Shakespear since I have the necessary props. Alas, poor Rasping Leach! I knew him Angel Lionheart."

"Are you just going to sit here mocking me? And how do you know my name?!" She demanded.

"Oh Angel, Angel, Angel. When I said I was 'gone eat you', I meant it. But you seemed hellbent on turning me into a liar. I'm not a liar, Angel, I'm not. Do you think I'm a liar?"

"You didn't answer my question!"

"I don't have to answer anything. Just know I'll revel in your death as I did in the deaths of your friends. They weren't even terrorists, you know."

"You're a monster!" She shouted out, though it was a poor insult at best.

"Perhaps. But that matters little. Now die!" He shouted while rushing forward. Angel couldn't do much but freeze up in terror as he sank his teeth into her neck. She was expecting nothing put pain, but she didn't feel anything. He quickly pulled away and let out a groan as some of his teeth came loose.

"Wha-what?" Is all she could manage to say as she felt her neck with a hoof. The skin was hanging off, but no blood was coming out. Instead there was just metal that was slightly bent by the bite. This only left her even more confused. "WHAT?!"

NobodyPro stepped back a few feet while spitting out a chipped tooth before examining her wound for himself. "What! You're a robot!"

Angel was shocked, to say the least. "WHAT?!?!?"

NobodyPro ignored her question and began to growl. "I don't care if you're a robot, I'm still gonna kill you!" He rushed forward once again, this time lashing out with his side tentacles. In her confused state, she didn't put up much of a fight as he grabbed her front legs and her neck and began pulling them. She continued to spout incoherent questions as he pulled one of her forelegs from its socket.

Her joints let out a 'whirring' noise as they were slowly pulled apart. It only lasted a few seconds before her head and right foreleg were suddenly ripped off, only hanging on by a few wires. Her robotic body went limp with the removal of its head and clattered to the floor. NobodyPro was pleased with himself over his latest victory, even if they didn't really fight back. It didn't matter, he wasn't a liar... Well, maybe he still was since he wasn't going to eat a robot, but the details aren't important.

Unfortunately, his victory was cut short as a high pitched beeping began emanating from the robot body. NobodyPro knew what this meant immediately, and cursed himself for being so foolish. He turned and tried to run in a futile effort to escape, but it was in vain.

A few seconds later, the core of the robot, powered by a pair of tiny hadron colliders, collapsed in on itself in a security measure to insure that the technology never fell into the wrong hooves. The resulting explosion demolished the bottom floor of the pyramid causing the entire structure to collapse in on itself. Any observers would have been quite impressed with the display, unfortunately there was no one around to enjoy the view.

And there were no survivors.

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But seriously, if you read this far and haven't liked this, can you? For me? It feels warm and fuzzy in my chest cavity whenever anyone likes this. Also it counteracts all those feels I feel when someone dislikes it. Those feels man... Those feels...

Anyways, everybody died... The end...? I don't know. I thought this was pretty well written comparatively... But that's just me. Also, thanks a lot for commenting and sticking with this. I know I'm not the most competent writer, but I try. *Gold star for trying*. If you didn't understand the ending, Queen Hentai explained that a lot of the important ponies were replaced by robot spies, she also said that most of the ponies at his party were robots. Angel Lionheart was at his party, therefore she=robot. The characters' personalities have nothing to do with your comments. I made up their personalities as I don't know any of you well enough to come to a conclusion on what you would act like.

I couldn't think of any Al Quaeda/pony puns, so I went with the next best thing. A Taliban pun! Terrorist jokes will never go out of style!

PS: I'm not updating between 5 and 8 in the morning for once...