Date: August 11, 1958
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 9:08 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Stylo, and Stephanie just drove their train out of the yards.
Stephanie: Laramie, here we come.
Stylo: And Metal Gloss said we'd have no delays. Let's hope she's right.
Stephanie: We should just get this train running at it's topo, início speed. That way, if we do get any delays, we'll still arrive early.
Stylo: I hope you're right. You drive, I'll shovel. *Grabs shovel* Wait a second. *Looks at the tender* Where's all the coal?
Stephanie: This must be one of those steam engines that run on oil.
Stylo: Well, so much for this thing then. *Throws shovel out of cab*
Outside of the train.
Jogging Pony: *Running por the train tracks* Ah, a nice dia for a jog. *Gets hit in the head por the shovel, and falls onto the ground*
Back on the train.
Stylo: *Looks at jogger, and shouts* Sorry!
Stephanie: He can't hear you from there.
Stylo: It's the thought that counts.
After the shovel got thrown overboard, Stylo, and Stephanie had to stop at a red signal. Ahead was a baseball field, and a game just started.
Stylo: Good. We can watch the game.
Stephanie: I hate baseball. You enjoy watching the game while I watch the signal.
Stylo: Well, we all have different interests.
Catcher: One out. Let's get two mais outs so we get up to bat.
Batter: *Steps up to plate with a baseball bat*
Pitcher: *Throws ball*
Batter: *Hits ball*
Players: Whoa. I think that might be a homerun.
It certainly was. The ball went high into the air, leaving the field, and landed in one of the train's hopper cars.
Stephanie: Did you hear something?
Stylo: No, but I saw somepony hit a homerun. It was really impressive.
Stephanie: Okay. The signal is green, let's go.
Stylo: *Drives train away from the field*
Baseball Ponies: *Running towards the train* Stop! You have our baseball!
Stephanie: *Sees the ball players, but can't hear them* They must be really excited to see a train.
Stylo: Yeah.
Baseball pónei, pônei 3: They're not stopping.
Baseball pónei, pônei 9: Great. That was our only ball.
Baseball pónei, pônei 4: Let's tell the coach, and get our ball back.
2 B Continued
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 9:08 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Stylo, and Stephanie just drove their train out of the yards.
Stephanie: Laramie, here we come.
Stylo: And Metal Gloss said we'd have no delays. Let's hope she's right.
Stephanie: We should just get this train running at it's topo, início speed. That way, if we do get any delays, we'll still arrive early.
Stylo: I hope you're right. You drive, I'll shovel. *Grabs shovel* Wait a second. *Looks at the tender* Where's all the coal?
Stephanie: This must be one of those steam engines that run on oil.
Stylo: Well, so much for this thing then. *Throws shovel out of cab*
Outside of the train.
Jogging Pony: *Running por the train tracks* Ah, a nice dia for a jog. *Gets hit in the head por the shovel, and falls onto the ground*
Back on the train.
Stylo: *Looks at jogger, and shouts* Sorry!
Stephanie: He can't hear you from there.
Stylo: It's the thought that counts.
After the shovel got thrown overboard, Stylo, and Stephanie had to stop at a red signal. Ahead was a baseball field, and a game just started.
Stylo: Good. We can watch the game.
Stephanie: I hate baseball. You enjoy watching the game while I watch the signal.
Stylo: Well, we all have different interests.
Catcher: One out. Let's get two mais outs so we get up to bat.
Batter: *Steps up to plate with a baseball bat*
Pitcher: *Throws ball*
Batter: *Hits ball*
Players: Whoa. I think that might be a homerun.
It certainly was. The ball went high into the air, leaving the field, and landed in one of the train's hopper cars.
Stephanie: Did you hear something?
Stylo: No, but I saw somepony hit a homerun. It was really impressive.
Stephanie: Okay. The signal is green, let's go.
Stylo: *Drives train away from the field*
Baseball Ponies: *Running towards the train* Stop! You have our baseball!
Stephanie: *Sees the ball players, but can't hear them* They must be really excited to see a train.
Stylo: Yeah.
Baseball pónei, pônei 3: They're not stopping.
Baseball pónei, pônei 9: Great. That was our only ball.
Baseball pónei, pônei 4: Let's tell the coach, and get our ball back.
2 B Continued
Not sure why I'm saying this too you.
But it's amazing how far MLP got me within 3 years.
And it was ALL because of my friend Rhys Davis Thompson. Due to having been posting all those memes of it on facebook.
When I started asking what it was.
He even encourged me to check it out for myself. Witch I eventually did.
I had mixed feelings about, as I'm sure 'everyone' did at first.
But.. I hung in there. Having a crush on Twilight back then (even though it only lasted the first season), was probably one of the 'main' reasons.
Either way.
Who know. That he'll I'll be. composição literária for it, leitura for it, and well.. Just being here.
In my own way, I even got other people into it.
But I STILL don't like when people say 'anypony' haha. NOTHING changes that. There's no point. Never was.
But it's amazing how far MLP got me within 3 years.
And it was ALL because of my friend Rhys Davis Thompson. Due to having been posting all those memes of it on facebook.
When I started asking what it was.
He even encourged me to check it out for myself. Witch I eventually did.
I had mixed feelings about, as I'm sure 'everyone' did at first.
But.. I hung in there. Having a crush on Twilight back then (even though it only lasted the first season), was probably one of the 'main' reasons.
Either way.
Who know. That he'll I'll be. composição literária for it, leitura for it, and well.. Just being here.
In my own way, I even got other people into it.
But I STILL don't like when people say 'anypony' haha. NOTHING changes that. There's no point. Never was.