I made a purposefully shitty “site” for a shitty writing contest in the Quills & Sofa’s writing group — go check if out below! Or don’t. I’m not your mom :p.
Scootaloo Makes A Website
“Hey, guys, I’ve got something to show you.” said Scootaloo while she shepereded Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle into her bedroom like sheep into a sheep pen. “Mom and Dad bought me a totally awesome birthday present as an apology for not coming back home in the last seven years. I sure hope they don’t come back randomly and try to uproot me from my current life and all my friends.” Scootaloo said.
“Yeah, that would be stupid.” Said Apple Bloom.
Sweetie Belle nodded in agreement, totally just copying Apple Bloom because she didn’t really have anything to add and any additional dialogue would, honestly, just be superfluous at this point.
“Anyway, look! Said scootaloo. Scootaloo pointed to the brand-spanking-new Apple™
Computer sitting on her desk. Nopony else in ponyville really had a computer so nice like she, on account of her parents selling off some artefacts they picked up in their explorations or whatever it is they do in order to get Scootaloo the machine, much to the charinge of Aunt Holiday and the other one who had to pay for the electricity and internet bills which are not exactly cheap in horseland on account of the place still being, like, half in the middle ages or something.
blah blah blah “I made a website,” Remarked Scootallo. “Check it out!” Scootaloo cheered in a bold, highlighted, hyperlinked manner. As your typical pony is able to do.
“Didja like it? Didja like it???” Scootaloo asked, exhasperated.
“I do say, good chap.” Sweetie Bell monotoned, before breaking out into a fierecely wide smile. “That was a bang-up crackerjack job!!! Good show, I say. Good show.”
“Yeah, what Sweetie Belle said.” Apply Bloom lazily copied.
Scootaloo beamed.
“I just know this is the BEST WEBSITE EVER!!!!!!” Said scootaloo.
Scootaloo looked at her flank.
“Awwwwww…” Scootaloo awwwww’d.
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