- >day space ghost in equestria
- >"anon, i dont believe these natives think we're cool." says rainbow dash.
- oh come on dash, we're hella cool, i mean just look at us. we're covered in bling!
- >"anon, you know just as well as i do, that this is not bling, but ritual sacrifice bones." she says back in a harsh tone.
- >bitch, dont speak to me like that.
- >bitches speak to people like that.
- >bitch.
- all im saying is that theyre not going to kill us.
- >"they JUST killed rarity! infact, you pushed her into the pit!" she states.
- rarity had it coming though. she was grinding all up on me. i think we can all agree that we are perfectly fine without rarity.
- >"i have to agree on that." says fluttershy.
- >"anon, how are we going to get out of this?" asks pinkie.
- hmmmm...
- >"now is NOT a 'hmmm' moment anon." says rainbow dash.
- im thinking, im thinking...
- >"maybe theyll lahk some home made apple p-"
- aj... no. apples arent going to solve this problem.
- >"they solved all the other problems. lahk the switch on the floor that triggered all the arrows ta fly out of the walls." applejack states.
- okay yeah, but-
- >"or how about when we were all fallin down that cassam and ah threw some apples down it ta cushion the blow?"
- yeah that too but-
- >"how about when ah linked all those apples together ta swing us across ta the other side of the waterfall?"
- i dont even know how that worked but not this time. besides youre out of apples.
- >"hmmm...youre right pard... then what do we do?"
- >okay, natives are pointing spears at you, and shoving you into a pit filled with snakes, spiders, and a whole bunch of spikes.
- >there is only one way to get all of us out alive.
- >you step forward.
- >"OBABWE MAHA TOI BO AH!" screams a native pony.
- >you hold your hand up high.
- >and you speak...
- HOONA IGNA CHOWA NEHA!
- >everyone looks at you.
- >you begin to say it again, but this time with more pronouncing and a annunciation.
- HOO-NA IG-NA CHOW-WA NEY-HA!
- >grand elder steps forward.
- HOONA IGNA CHOWA NEHA?
- >the grand elder stops in front of you.
- >"hoona igna, chowa neha." he says as he raises and lowers his staff in rhythmic fashion.
- >"hoona igna, chowa neha." he says again falling back while continuing to raise and lower his staff.
- >you begin do do a rhythmic dance of your own.
- >its basically just waving your arms left and then right.
- >repeating of course.
- >"HOONA IGNA CHOWA NEHA!" bellows the tribe as they do the dance that you are doing.
- HOONA IGNA CHOWA NEHA!
- >the girls are just looking at you like you have been talking to them with a bunch of food stuck in your teeth.
- HOONA IGNA CHOWA NEHA! come on girls!
- >you motion for them to follow you around the native people and into the boat you were originally going to make your escape on.
- >"HOONA IGNA CHOWA NEHA!" continues the native tribe of ponies.
- keep it up guys, youre doing great. make sure to pronounce it as "NEY-HA". i heard one of you slip up earlier ago.
- >once you all get on the boat, you begin to get away from that fucking island.
- >"wow anon, i didnt know you spoke their language!" says pinkie.
- i dont.
- >"WHAT? then what the heck was THAT?" asks rainbow dash.
- oh, well natives repeat pretty much anything over and over again. theyre stupid like that.
- >"so we escaped by them being stupid?" asks rainbow dash.
- yeah, pretty much. pretty catchy chant though right?

