MLP Fanfiction: An Unfortunate Daily Occurrence [short, stupid]
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Project Overview
This is a casting call for a quick little fanfiction reading for Equestria Daily's Lyra and Bonbon Day. The story in question is "An Unfortunate Daily Occurrence" by Little Big Pony and is not so much a slice of life as a slice of silly - there's not a whole lot of dialogue, hence the short deadline. Also thanks to said short deadline, I'm not going to be particularly picky, especially when it comes to equipment, but I'll lean towards whoever can {over}act best.
All in all, since this is a quickie silly thing by a director still learning the ropes, don't expect a lot by way of production value, but since this is also a free project, I don't think I'll be a nitpicky Mr. Demandypants either. As I said before, it's just a fun, silly thing.
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The resident hyoo-man, Bon Bon's determined suitor {so she's married. Minor detail}. Rather awkward, utterly shameless and all around a ridiculous sight. Overacting is highly encouraged.
[shouting from the lawn at Bon Bon, the mare you're smitten with]
“I can’t, you breath-taking beauty.” The hyoo-man replied, voice barely audible over the music. “The day isn’t complete without me worshiping the very ground you walk on! I also really need that date we keep talking about!”
[Lyra: “Maybe you could even stuff something up his butt.”]
“I’m not a hundred percent down for that but I won’t give you a hard no.”
[you're on your knees in the pouring rain, a boombox playing a passionate song raised high above your head, deperately calling out to your One True Love. Let the power of the Eighties flow through you]
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN--” [the other “BOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! is interrupted by an act of violence]
An earth mare, the target of the hyoo-man's constant advances whose well of patience hasn't so much run dry as been filled with lava and, albeit unrelatedly, former agent of SMILE. You may not be a perpetual grump, but damn if anyone can tell.
[not so much annoyed as very, very sick and tired of the hyoo-man constantly pestering you]
“Turn that music off and go home!”
[Lyra:“ Why? What, are you gay?”]
[so flat, you would make a laser look chonky] “Yes. With you. My wife.”
[at Lyra, your wife, and also the constant instigator and inciter of the hyoo-man's constant shenanigans]
“What are you--SHUT IT! Get your butt in the house and get ready. You’re taking me out to dinner, afterwards you’re gonna help me clean the melted sugar out of the copper pots.”
Bon Bon's wife and constant instigator of the hyoo-man's equally constant advances. Having the time of her life watching the two go at it and occasionally making sure they don't stop too easily.
[a little hammy, although less trying to convince Bon Bon and more egging the hyoo-man on]
“Come on, Bonners, you perfect mare. Give the big guy a chance,”
Lyra said. “He’s a nice stallion. He really likes hooves too.”[impressed by her wife's sudden display of acrobatic violence]
“That was… AWESOME, hon!”
[after Bon Bon gives in, sort of]
“You’re a big ol’ softie if I’ve ever seen one,” she said, kissing her cheek.
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