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Johnnybro288 β (Roleplay) Everypony is saved (Final)
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Published: 2020-06-07 05:23:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 1872; Favourites: 19; Downloads: 0
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*NOT a refence to COVID 19previous:
*PART 6*
*pinkie comes closer to twilight*
twilight: eek.....
*she gets closer and twilight closes her eyes*
twilight: *worried shivering*
*Psst*
twilight: h-huh?
pinkie:*whisper* hey twilight
twilight
-pinkie? your not infected?pinkie: *whisper* of course not
twiight: h-how?!
pinkie: *whisper* im the source and to save everypony im going to need you to get infected
twilight: WHAT!?
pinkie:ssshhh!
*she shushes her*
pinkie: *whisper: trust me twilight, they only listen to me
twilight: i-i dont know.....
pinkie:*whisper* please
twilight:uh....
pinkie: *whisper* for equestria
twilight: *sighs* ok but you know what to do?
pinkie: *whisper* yes i saw you and dr hooves out the speakers for the sad music
twilight: allright.....im ready
pinkie: Now infect her my joy army
*johnny and button remove their glove and hug twilight*
johnny and button: *happy groaning*
twilight: hehehehehHAHAHAHAH!
*she now is infected*
pinkie: now.....to put the sad depressing music......its going to be very sad...
*she puts the music box on the microphone. As she does the music plays and it hears all around ponyville's speakers and microphone polls*
johnny: *GASPS!* w-what!? this song.....its so deppresing!
*he tears up*
button: *GASPS!*Β the music! its making me sad.....
*they both are cured as well as the other ponies and cry as the hear the music*
twilight: *gasps!* pinkie! you *sniff* did it
pinkie: hehe *sniff* yeah i did it
*they happy hug and cry as everypony does. Tears and mucus fall on the floor as everypony cries with the music playing*
button: hold me johnny! wahhh!!
johnny: you too!
*they hug and cry*
twilight: looks like the day is saved *sniff*
*END*
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*It wants you to see the results in 10 minutes. It threatens to get two more on the free hooves if you donβt. As fashionable as these dapper tap shoes in black and white are, they are minorly uncomfortable in long-time scenarios. Not just because you canβt stop tap dancing in themβ¦*
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*They start forming around your free forehooves.*
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*It pauses. Do you give in?*
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*The shoes fully form. At least theyβre shnazzy!*
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*The shoes make you tap around, then play the tape for 3 minutes, turn it off, and dance away. Not too far, though. Youβre now currently stuck tap dancing 3 yards away from the tape. Itβs done playing and every JOY ZOMBIE has died off. The civilians are coming to.*
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*Just let it happen. Your shoes want to show you the civilized glee.*
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*But not all are. Pure baby ponies in the audience, snapped out of the sad, sad song, start giggling and laughing. Itβs not very audible, but if you listen hard, the happiness of those children can be heard.
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*You can hear it grow across the audience. Some cheering from some younger audience members can be heard as you tap dance over to see it.*
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*The babies and children cheer! Some newly recovering adults join in.*
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Bulk Biceps: YOU SAVED US ALL! YEEEEHEHEAH!!!
*Quickly, the cheering crowd grows. Seems getting rid of the virus was the best after all!*
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*Your shoes whisk you away. They type in tapβ¦ βNow do you regret playing the tape?β*
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*Your shoes get ready to make you dance and wait for you to finish the thought or explain. You have two hooves down and two hooves ready to run.*
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*They donβt run, but they donβt let go either. They tap βDone what?β into the floor.*
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*They just stand there. One taps impatiently as another points to βDone what?β*
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*The one pointing starts stomping as it points. It demands to know what she βshould have done.β*
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*They tap βTo us?β into the floor and point.*
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*They tap a little. It seems okay. Like forgiveness dancing. Suddenly, a booming uproar of positivity from the window.*
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*The crowd makes a hole wordβ¦ βYup!β Theyβre cheering your name as your shoes are dancing in pride.*
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(Nβquite. Relish your win. And take care of me.)
*Your hooves are set free, but the shoes still exist and wish to warn you of something.*
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*They make an arrow pointing downwards to me. I bellow in pure infuriation where only you and others around you in the tower can hear me.*
Smartie, panicking: *Starting to cry like the baby he is*
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(Who? Me or Smartie?)
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Smartie: *Crying*
Button, getting overly enraged about your decision: RrrrRRYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
Smartie: *Scream, crying*
Button: *Charging up stairs like a bull*
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Button: GET YOUR FAT, INCONSIDERATE ASS OVER HERE! *Plows through you*
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Button: YOU DARE BETRAY ME?!?!
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