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It's still a bit early, but I'd like to get this in in case I wont be able to. Happy New Year /bat
I didn't say I would plow them like a psycho, just make them cum as well as me
I would make a lot of bat satyrs
You can't say no when you're saying yes.
Staring at that little clapping Night Watch fills you with Determination.
Done, Whisper is now available on OneDrive.
If you have DesktopPonies app, just download the folder "Bat Ponies" from @GAMES AND APPS\Desktop Ponies catalog, choose your bats, copy their respective folders to the folder "Ponies" in your DP installation directory.
If you don't have DesktopPonies app, download it from @GAMES AND APPS\Desktop Ponies, unpack, run application- bat ponies are already inside.
I can't draw femanon like Outa' Sync.
Next step: epicrainbowcrafts.
>tfw no bat sibling
When /moth/ sends its people, they’re not sending their best. They’re sending people that have lots of problems, and they’re bringing those problems with /bat/. They're bringing fetishes. They're bringing autism. They're shitposters.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
> You are a pony, in equestria.
> Your name is unimportant now
> You fucked up, and you know it.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
> you can't see much, outside of a blurred view of your cherry red hair.
> You can't think straight, you're too depressed
> You don't understand why you were cut short, why this had to happen
> As you contemplate these weighty issues, you feel your arm go numb.
> Blood loss? You have no idea.
> As you lay crying, potentially dying, and sighing, you can't help but think about the mess you made for yourself...
[Spoiler] More later. Promise.
How cute, you actually think people of the highly appreciated moth thread would sink so low as to come here and give you guys attention so you can cry about shitposting and enforce how better you are in all ways than other generals.
Yet here you are, the ones stuck with most shitposters.
>Implying Fingerbang isn't worse
Oh, /moth/, you're such a card.
To put it how it is, it's a few people insisting it is one person who can't bury a hatched and that one person coming to say no every once an then while all shitposting is thought to come from that one person, which makes that one person annoyed enough to come over to say no because he does not shitpost in this thread, then the two fling accusations back and forth for a short while before that one person leaves again, and the shitposting continues since shitposter know that they can shitpost all they want since it is going to be blamed on that one person anyway, while the few people keep blaming that one person for it and keep arguing with anyone they think is that one person, making others think it is that one person as well, and then you're stuck in this loop.
>K-kek i should shitpost everytime a fruitbat pony is posted
>stop liking what i don't like!
The image i posted is saying she is SHIT, fucking SHIT, and NOT a batpony
>Bats aren't canon
>I-It doesn't matter!
>Batfags are cancer, lol
>Kill yourself hateanon!
2016 and bat thread has learned nothing. It's not even good bait and you faggots are still taking it.
We're going to build a wall. To keep out moths and shitposters. Mostly shitposters as the moths will just fly over.
Machibexon Skype, and I'll add you I also never got a message from you, guy so I have no idea what you're talking about "Cannot seem to get anyone from the OP to add me / share details."
Man, it's like, one of the oldest pics from bat threads.
Remember this one? Feels like such a long time ago now.
Arabic and North African men commit mass sexual assault in Germany on New Year's eve, for realsies
I want to be sexually attacked by pretty bat mares.
>It's New Year's Eve in Ponyville
>You're out with your bros, just some wild and crazy stallions out on the town
>"Colts just wanna have fuuuun," you all sing in unison, sipping daiquiris through swizzle straws
>QT mares flirt with you all night
>There's a lot of them but you feel safe because they're all locals and nice people
>You and the boys are having a great time
>That is, until you frolic into a dark alley to take a whiz
>You hear your best bro Chad puke onto a trash can
>"There goes my daiquiri, brah..." he laments, wiping his mouth
>"You could've at least aimed INto the can," says a voice from behind you
>You and your posse whirl around to see yourselves surrounded by bat pony mares
>Fear runs through you as you realize that they've cut off the only exit
>"U-Um, I d-didn't mean to miss," Chad stammers, backing away
>You and your bros slowly follow his lead, backing away from the encroaching pack of bat mares
>They were a small population in Ponyville, recently arrived from somewhere far away
>There had been concerns about letting them in the town, fears about certain aspects of their culture, but Mayor Mare had told you all to shut the fuck up and stop being such racist neonightmare bigots
>No one wanted to be a racist neonightmare bigot, so that seemed like a compelling argument enough to let the batmares in
>They'd since terrorized the town, stealing mangoes, drinking blood of hapless ponies in broad daylight, rubbing their smelly butts all over everything to mark their territory
>But that was just their culture, right? Mayor Mare had told everyone that they needed to just shut up and ACCEPT it instead of being RETARDED and DUMB
>You distinctly remember Mayor Mare pantomiming the act of bending over and forcing a hoof up her own asshole as she'd said that
>Now, as the batmares advance on you and your trapped bros, you realize only too late that a horrible plague has been released upon your fair Ponyville
What is /bat?
Anon, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
It's quiet in here....too quiet.
Bats are asleep maybe?
Someone knows my existence! Also thanks :D
Do they go to the same manedresser?
I heard you guys wished me a merry christmas and happy new year and I just found out about it by an old friend, and it'd be rude not to reciprocate.
kinda hard to believe that back in 2013 was when Bat pone thread was thought up I'd help be a part of it, and now in 2016 it's still here. I'd have never guessed it 3 years ago.
merry belated Christmas and happy new year Bat Pone
a relic just passing through on his highway of memories.
neither, think WAY back to the beginning, if you were there for that.
nice to see you guys too. It's been what, a whole year or something ridiculous like that?
Sounds about right for a year.
The ride really never ends
Haha, it's like meeting new comrades and old alike. Such a shame life caught hold of me or maybe I'd have stuck around and wrote a send off story, but I just couldn't make the time nor the motivation to write anymore about mlp.
oh well, time for this ghost to leave. Maybe once and for all this time...
The ride does truly end, sometimes though us ghosts like to peak upon the riders and nostalgia about the old days when we get a break.
>Pull Tab was walking down the street
>Anon and Moonlight jumped out yelling,
>Pull Tab rolled her eyes and kept on walking
>Anon and Moonlight looked at each other with furrowed brows as Pull Tab strode off into the sunset toward home.
>Anon and Moonlight live happily together in Hollow Shades
> they pull pranks on Pull Tab and usually they fail
> it looks like it was not the first attempt to scare her by telling boooo
> she trots to her home during a sunset
I wonder where she was, bats are nocturnal, she should be in the bed! Maybe she was studying for college exams in the regular pony library and Moonlight found an opportunity to surprise her friend?
Isn't that what its supposed to say?
Well, fuck, I guess the Bat's name is ... and its coat colors are whatever you want them to be, as for what genetalia it has, whether you want a penis, or a penis vagina with teeth, then more power to you. I guess they're friends if Anon's being a shit to ...
>Unsurprisingly you are Anon.
>Unusualy someone taps your door at night.
>Understandably you tiredly check the door
>Unfortunately no stands before you
>Unhappy you start to wonder if it was a prank
>Unaccepting of the situation you start to sigh
>Unbeliveing you are hit by an object facefirst
>Unamused you run straight into a wall
>Unbecoming of you, you start to man up
>Unavoidable you start to feel the object
>Unscarred you stare into snake eyes
>Unaware of this particular species fangs
>Uncertain you switch on the wall light
>Undoubtedly you stare at an ashen bat pony
>Unconsciously you start to tap its nose
>Unaccustomed to its impressive wingspan
>Undistracted it licks you and tries to hug you
>Undenieing you take part in the welcome
>Unescaping you press on to add more contact
>Unexplainingly taking your sweet time hugging
>Unfolding your arms to stare at what follows...
>Untainted swelling love from lip to lip in a flash
>Unfullfillingly short in its embrace
>Unlost to you the meaning of its careful touch
>Unimaginablely cute and soft its body presses
>Unaging love wrapping you like fire
>Unamusing it calls you a faggot
>Your name is ...
>Say what you want about your father, he wasn't great at names.
>Oh! You were friends with Anon. Anon the human.
>He was a pretty big guy, tall, muscly, handsome.
>A total dreamboat.
>The two of you were out for coffee because of poorly contrived plot reasons that would most likely end in a sexual encounter of some kind.
"Gotta kowtow to the fans, right?"
>Anon, currently mid sip, put his tea down and shot you a quizzical look.
>"... who are you talking to?"
"Our wonderful viewers at home, of course!"
>Anon shrugged and brought his soda back up, putting your antics out of his mind likely.
>Such a good filler device, right?
>As the owner of this fine doughnut shop, you could get free wine samplings whenever you wanted.
>'Course, your profit margin had a shocking tendency to dip whenever you dipped into the beer stores.
>You'd have to hire someone to figure out why that was.
>Anyway, this was usually the point where you got all awkward and shy about what to do next.
>Like any good overly shy character, you fell into internal monologue.
>And, just like any good piece of erotic fanfiction, it was filled with observations about Anons physique, and inevitably idly wondering about how he'd be in the sack.
"H-Hey, Anon! W-Wanna shag me now or shag me later?"
>Oh no! Did you say that out loud?
>"Yes, let us abscond to do the sex."
>Anonymous picked you up in his strong, manly arms and carried you off.
>The damn dirty ape.
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>no green for months
>all we had to do was follow the damn tr- ask for green
The last update is from 27 Apr 2015
I want Mostyn the bat poni to be grumpy on the picture.
No. Only extremely gay men.
Just would like to point out that no one cared until you showed up. I guess cold weather in Northern Europe makes you a little eccentric, no?
I think she is more busy with protecting her sister than thinking about the smell of her butt.
To do this to a batpone would bring immeasurable joy to me.
>You will never make the "bat got your tongue" pun
I believe he is playing with Robinia's crazy cousin, Morning Star.
I've found this screenshot on OneDrive, I don't know who made it. You can also try searching for another model made by Stoic, it should be somewhere in the "pony tactics concept by Stoic.rar" file, in Bat Ponies\@GAMES AND APPS catalog on OneDrive.