>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?