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City LifeWe get off the busChurningLike a horde of lemmingsThe light turn greenAnd we pauseOur eyes widen as the mechanical beasts roarTheir screams filling the pathway as we leap back in terrorA few step forwardTheir eyes fresh and awareThey do not fear death by the monsters of the roadThey dart outScurrying thru the creaturesSome make itOthers meet the black roadSkiddingRippingShredded upon its unforgiving surfaceThen the light turns redWe step out cautiouslyLooking each wayEven in the safe timeSome monsters will ignore the markers and attackWe run acrossOur eyes ever alert on the demons waitingWanting our blood as decorationThen we make it across the black riverAnd for nowWe're safeAt least until the next crossing
May 300 Word Try TwoNopony could remember a time when it had rained so hard. But the rain felt good to Scootaloo as they hid the tears from what she saw earlier. "How could she!?" The filly remembered and shuddered at the thought. "That tramp Spitfire! Just because she's a Wonderbolt, she thinks she can steal a kiss from MY Rainbow Dash!"Standing upon the branch as the wet wind whipped about her body, Scootaloo shook a forehoof at the sky. "I will win her... HORSE APPLES!" Stumbling on the slippery bark, the filly pegasus suddenly trips and falls down.Slowly coming to, Scootaloo let out a groan. Shifting slightly, she gives a wince at moving her left forehoof. Looking down, she gives a whinny of protest at her foreleg in a splint. "Don't move, you'll hurt yourself!" A filly's voice comes from the foot of the bed and Scootaloo sees a grey unicorn with a blonde mane looking up at her. "What in Equestria compelled you to be out tonight? You're lucky mom found you on her way home from delivering mail so I c
May 300 Word Try One"Nopony could remember a time when it had rained so hard."Lauren looked at the lanky twenty-something male before her, his face pock-marked as his shoulder-length blonde hair looked to be in desperate need of washing, and he was wearing a Twilight Sparkle T-shirt.Lauren set the pages onto the table before resting her head in her hands while giving a deep sigh. She then looks up and shakes her head. "Well, it looks like you put a lot of time into this script, but I'm no longer a part of the show. But if you send it to Studio B, I'm sure they'll be able to let you know about it."The young man's face brightened as he took back the script with a bright smile. "Thank you, Mrs. Faust!"Leaning back in her chair, she looked to her left to the curly-haired man next to her. "Craig? Can you send someone to get me a drink and some more antacids...? The baby's making me feel queasy again."Craig McCracken looked over and shook his head. "Are you sure it's not just the episode suggestions and fa