Date: February 17, 1960
Location: Ogden Utah
Time: 5:54 PM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
The sun was setting, as Anthony sat on the station platform with Ryan, and Donut, waiting for their suivant assignments.
Michael: *Storms out of the station, and looks at Anthony* toi cause an accident on my line, and don't tell me anything?!!?
Anthony: Roger a dit he was going to tell you. He didn't check the coupling between our train, and engines.
Michael: He a dit toi were to check them! I don't know if this is going to be common with toi now, but if toi keep forgetting to do your work, I'll have toi fired! When your train fell off that bridge, into the water, the conductor drowned! Think about that suivant time toi drive a train. *Walks away*
Anthony: I can't believe Roger lied to me. It was his responsibility to check the couplings!
Donut: Fancy allowing your train to fall off a bridge. Now the ghost of that conductor will come back to haunt you. *Makes a noise to scare Anthony, and Ryan* Oooooh!
Ryan: And who's to say you're not afraid of ghosts?
Donut: Oh please. Ghosts are no match for me.
Ryan: Well I'll tell toi a story that'll make your balls drop.
Flashback time, Ogden, 11:04 PM, 1942
Ryan: *Narrates* Once, a mare was driving her train across the same bridge Anthony was on today.
rose Mare with Yellow Mane: *Driving a steam engine pulling three passenger cars*
Ryan: She was shoveling coal into the firebox, when the engine derailed.
rose Mare: *Jumps out of the engine as the train falls off the bridge*
Ryan: She jumped off the train, and onto the bridge, but she Lost her footing, and fell down toward her train.
rose Mare: AAHHHHH!! *Lands in the river*
Ryan: Hundreds of ponies died that dreadful day, but some say the engineer still lives on. On any dark night, at 11:04 PM, the same time her train crashed, toi can see her waiting on the other side of the bridge, waiting for toi to traverser, croix so she can board your train.
At the end of Ryan's story, Donut laughed.
Donut: Two things. One, that was the worst story I ever heard. Two, None of us ever go across that bridge around 11:04 PM. We are sleeping! *Gets up, and walks away* I'm going to work in the train yard. Tell Michael to send me a telegram with my job.
2 B Continued
Location: Ogden Utah
Time: 5:54 PM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
The sun was setting, as Anthony sat on the station platform with Ryan, and Donut, waiting for their suivant assignments.
Michael: *Storms out of the station, and looks at Anthony* toi cause an accident on my line, and don't tell me anything?!!?
Anthony: Roger a dit he was going to tell you. He didn't check the coupling between our train, and engines.
Michael: He a dit toi were to check them! I don't know if this is going to be common with toi now, but if toi keep forgetting to do your work, I'll have toi fired! When your train fell off that bridge, into the water, the conductor drowned! Think about that suivant time toi drive a train. *Walks away*
Anthony: I can't believe Roger lied to me. It was his responsibility to check the couplings!
Donut: Fancy allowing your train to fall off a bridge. Now the ghost of that conductor will come back to haunt you. *Makes a noise to scare Anthony, and Ryan* Oooooh!
Ryan: And who's to say you're not afraid of ghosts?
Donut: Oh please. Ghosts are no match for me.
Ryan: Well I'll tell toi a story that'll make your balls drop.
Flashback time, Ogden, 11:04 PM, 1942
Ryan: *Narrates* Once, a mare was driving her train across the same bridge Anthony was on today.
rose Mare with Yellow Mane: *Driving a steam engine pulling three passenger cars*
Ryan: She was shoveling coal into the firebox, when the engine derailed.
rose Mare: *Jumps out of the engine as the train falls off the bridge*
Ryan: She jumped off the train, and onto the bridge, but she Lost her footing, and fell down toward her train.
rose Mare: AAHHHHH!! *Lands in the river*
Ryan: Hundreds of ponies died that dreadful day, but some say the engineer still lives on. On any dark night, at 11:04 PM, the same time her train crashed, toi can see her waiting on the other side of the bridge, waiting for toi to traverser, croix so she can board your train.
At the end of Ryan's story, Donut laughed.
Donut: Two things. One, that was the worst story I ever heard. Two, None of us ever go across that bridge around 11:04 PM. We are sleeping! *Gets up, and walks away* I'm going to work in the train yard. Tell Michael to send me a telegram with my job.
2 B Continued
As far as i can tell Bronies are seperated into three types each having subtypes.
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just musique I Don't Really know if there are subcategories toi can tell me in the commentaires if toi want
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just musique I Don't Really know if there are subcategories toi can tell me in the commentaires if toi want