RGRE: Reversed Gender Roles Equestria

First for
>a fucking blunt weapon

>>30362692
Anon here is all about the penetration.

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>Be Anon
>No, not that Anon
>The other one
>REDACTED's brother
>And not that REDACTED either, but the one with the longish hair
>Yeah...
>You were making your way toward Canterlot High, whistling a tune to yourself
>A couple of days had passed since you and the other guys had raided the school
>Most of the guys had managed to snatch themselves up a girl, but for some guys, yourself included, you were having a bit of trouble finding someone you liked
>It wasn't like there still weren't girls running around the school
>Even with you bum rushing the place with like two hundred guys there must have been like three hundred girls of age left
>And most of them were smoking hot, and you had to admit that one or two did catch your eye...
>But, well... you kinda just haven't found THE ONE you guessed...
>Sighing to yourself, you stuffed your hands in your pockets
>Oh well...
>Maybe you'd get lucky today...
>Ms. Right could be running around the track field in a pair of itty-bitty shorts, or be sitting in the library reading a romance book, or maybe you'd find her smoking behind the school...
>Hell, maybe--
>"Hey! Hey Mister! Over here!"
>You paused mid step
>Lifting your head up, you looked over to see a trio of little girls waving at you
>Each of them had wide, happy smiles on their faces as they bounced up and down like a bunch of excited puppies
>Despite yourself, you couldn't help but smile
>"Mister! Mister! Could you come over here for a second?" the girl with the bouncy pink locks asked, her voice adorable cracking

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>>30362700
>"It'll just be a second!" the purple haired one said, waving both of her arms around like a madwoman
>You couldn't help but chuckle to yourself as you made your way toward them
>You WERE supposed to get to the school before the first bell rang, but you didn't see why you couldn't see what they wanted
>They might have needed help or something...
"How are you little ladies this morning?" you asked as you came within range of them. "Can I help you with some--?"
>The pink haired girl darted forward before you could finish your sentence, grabbing one of your hands
>"Come on, mister. We need to show you something!" she chirped, giving your arm a tug
>The little red haired girl in overalls grinned, hopping forward and grabbing your other arm
>"Yeah! Come 'ere mister. We got somethin' mighty fancy to show ya!"
>The purple haired one, not to be outdone, grabbed the bottom of your shirt
>"What the two of them said!"
>You let out another chuckle as the three began tugging you down the street
>What a cute bunch of kids...
>Look at that little red bow in the one's hair...
>And look how that other one is skipping...
>You didn't pay any attention to where the little munchkins were taking you, too focused on the little girls
>"So, what's yer name, mister?" the red haired one asked, looking up at you with bright orange eyes
"My name is Anon," you said. "And who might you three be
>"I'm Sweetie Belle!" the pink haired girl chirped
>"I'm Scootaloo!" the purple haired one said, her chest puffing up
>"An' I'm Applebloom," the red haired girl said, pointing a thumb at herself. "It's very nice ta meet 'cha, Mr. Anon."
"It's very nice to meet you three too," you said, resisting the urge to reach down and ruffle Sweetie Belle's hair.

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>>30362711
>Applebloom's smile widened just a hair as her little hands held onto your a little tighter
>Holy hell!
>These three were so cute you couldn't take it!
>"Come on, we're almost there, just a little further!" Scootaloo said, giving your hand a firm tug. "Then we'll be able to show you the thing."
"And what think would that be?" you asked
>It was probably a bird...
>Or maybe these three just built a treehouse and wanted someone to come see it...
>Though you didn't notice it, Sweetie Belle's eyes turned a bit shifty
>"It's a... think. A really neat thing."
>You chuckled again as Applebloom gave her a glare
"I'm sure it is."
>It was probably a treehouse...
>Ohh!
>Maybe they were selling girl scout cookies or whatever the equivalent here was and they needed someone to help them with--
>"An' there we are!"
>Wrenched out of your thoughts by a happy cry, you lifted your gaze up and followed Applebloom's pointed finger
>Instead of a tree house or lemonade stand or a mountain of delicious cookies, there was a van
>A van that had the words 'Free Beer' spray painted on it
>...
>What the hell?
>You tried to stop walking forward, but the girls moved you along with a hard yank
>"Ain't it neat, Mr. Anon?" Applebloom asked, her bow bouncing with each step. "We got that there van the other day!"
>"It's really, REALLY nice on the inside too!" Scootaloo added. "Nice chairs, a nice carpet in the back, and enough space to do ANYTHING you wanted in it!"

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>>30362727
>"Anything," Sweetie said, that sweet and innocent little smile of hers turning... into something else. "And it's got a bunch of beer and rock CD's in it too, so it's a million times better!"
>...
>W-Wait a second...
>You tried to free yourself from the girl's grasp, but those little hands of there's were a heck of a lot stronger than they looked
>Applebloom, pouting , trapped your arm against her chest
>"The only thing we ain't got is a big, STRONG fella ta drive us around in it," she said, her voice taking on a huskier tone. "Do ya wanna drive us around, Mr. Anon?"
>"Who about it, Mr. Anon?" Sweetie Bell asked, also trapping your arm against her barely flowered chest. "We could drive around, listen to music, to... other things."
>You could feel a bead of sweat dripping down your face as Scootaloo let out a chuckle, caressing your chest
>"Yeah... other things~"
>Oh no...
>Nonononono...
>Anything but this!
>The girls let out a chuckle, their little hands traveling up and down your body
>Despite yourself, you could feel your pants tightening
>Christian thoughts...
>Jesus tap dancing Christ Christian thought...
>You nearly jumped out of your skin as Applebloom gave your groin a gentle squeeze
>"So what about it, Mr. Anon? Do you wanna drive us around fer a little while?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at you
>"I can stick a whole carrot in my mouth without choking," Sweetie proclaimed, and was immediately charlie horsed by Scootaloo
>You once again tried to pull out of the girl's grasp, but it seemed half-hearted even to you
>A bead of sweat slowly trickled down your face, and your anus clenched hard enough to turn coal into diamonds
>Whatthefuckwasfuckinggoingon?!

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>>30362737"I-I, um, w-well, you s-see--"
>"HEY!"
>You and the three girls jumped
>You, so freaked out that your heart had shot down into your shoe, finally managed to pull away from the girls and whipped around
>Nameless, the "leader" of your little raid a few days prior, was making his way over to you, looking less than happy
>"What the hell did I tell you three about leaving guys alone?" he demanded, pointing at the girls
>Applebloom and her friends let out groans
>"Why do ya always gotta clam close us, you butt?" Sweetie demanded, trying to grab your arm again
>Ohnoyoufuckingdon't!
>Yelping, you hopped away from her
"I didn't do anything!" you shouted. "I-I was just--"
>"Shut the fuck up," Nameless growled, pointing a finger at you, his expression turning ugly
>When your mouth snapped close, and your balls retreated back into your body, he turned that finger to Scootaloo
>"This is the third time this fucking week I've had to stop you three from bothering my boys."
>"So what?" Scootaloo said, matching his glare with a glare of her own. "Why can't we get some of the action they're getting at the high school?"
>"Because you're all like ten years old!"
>The girls' noses scrunched up
>"Hey! I'm not ten, I've twelve!" Sweetie said
>"And I'm thirteen! Old enough ta start lookin' fer a man."
>"I'm telling your sister's about this shit," Unknown said, poking Scootaloo's sternum. "And I swear to god if I see you trying to pull this shit again I'm putting you over my knee and spanking your asses."
>Scootaloo's grin widened

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>>30362749
>"Is that a promise!"
>"GO THE FUCK TO SCHOOL!" Nameless roared
>The girls, yelping, took off in different directions
>Both you and Nameless watched them leave
>When the three were out of sight, Nameless smacked you on the back of the head
>Hard
"Ow! What the hell was that for?" you demanded, rubbing the back of your head
>"Whatcha mean what was that for?" Nameless said, giving you another smack
"It wasn't my fault! They overpowered me!"
>"They were ten year olds, Anon."
"No, Sweetie JUST said that she was-OW!"
>"Shut the fuck up and get to the school, you fucking degenerate."

>>30362782
Some more shitposting to start the thread

>>30362782
Clearly they need to enlist Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. They've got lots of money, colts love money.

>>30362787
>Did not fuck the Crusaders
I feel fatherly disappointment towards you, LaP.

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>>30362787
More Awesomelestia, please.

>>30362692
At least its a warhammer this time.

>>30362700
>dat pic
How...how do I not just fuck them where they stand? ITS TOO PERFECT SETS PUT TOGETHER!

>>30362727
>"It's a... think. A really neat thing."
thing*
>>30362737
>He's doing the reverse kiddy rape van
Should I be worried or turned on, my dick is on standby.

>>30362782
But...but>>30362787
they got the fuck van together and everything, why cant we have something nice?

>>30362737
>>"I can stick a whole carrot in my mouth without choking," Sweetie proclaimed, and was immediately charlie horsed by Scootaloo
My sides.

>>30362787
10/10 would read again

>A nice mare will never walk you home to make sure you get back safely
I just want to be treated nicely sometimes.

Did somebody call for... EVEN MORE RGREQG?!

Cont. >>30306152
Cont. line 376 of https://pastebin.com/QydFV5Pf

>You are Applejack.
"So y'all sure this is the place?"
>And right now, you and your friends are standing out in front of a sushi bar.
>It's logo consists of a top-down view of a sushi roll made up of simple shapes and colors, with the word "Canterlot" wrapping around the curved edge of the roll and "Sushi" in the center of the design, written in some sort of fancy inkbrush font.
>The plastic emblem hangs above an entrance door made of frosted glass, fixed in a wall made up of multiple horizontal layers of a dark-toned wood.
>If they were trying to attract hippies with the design, they sure did a good job.
>God, you hate hippies.
"And y'all are actually serious about doing this?"
>Dash shrugs.
>"I mean, we're already here, aren't we?"
>"Now is not the time for doubt, darling! We came here with a goal in mind and we will achieve it!"
>"Onward!" screeches Pinkie, marching towards the door, dragging Fluttershy under her arm.
"Guess there's no way out of this..."
>Following in behind your friends, you make your way inside the restaurant.
>Immediately, you take note of the many Neighponese aesthetics scattered throughout the interior.
>Lanterns are strewn about the ceiling, most likely lit artificially.
>Bamboo is planted against the walls in slender glass pots.
>An array of cushioned seats and wooden tables span across the polished hardwood floor.
>You're taken out of your trance as a familiar masculine voice calls out to you.
>"Irasshai irasshaimase girls, it's nice to see you all here!
>You turn towards the voice, and see Anon... in an... outfit.

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>>30363526
>He's wearing some sort of vest over a tight fitting cloth that's cut off short at his sleeves and thighs.
>In his hair is a question mark-shaped hairpin. As he turns his head to face you, it moves and bounces along his head like a one-piece ornament despite it obviously being made of two components.
>You look towards the ground, clearing your throat.
>You swear you hear Fluttershy mutter under her breath, "This is just like one of my Neighponese cartoons..."
>"The guy who's supposed to be the server didn't show up to work again, so have a seat at the bar!" Anon calls out to you as he gestures to the seats around him.
>You and your friends awkwardly shuffle over to the seats around Anon's circular booth, pull out seats and sit down.
>"I really like your outfit, Nonny," Pinkie declares, breaking the silence, "it looks really cute on you!"
>Everyone in the group gives Pinkie death glares, stunned at her bluntness, with Rarity's being the most intense.
>Thankfully, Anon just waves it off.
>"Thanks, Pinks. It's a modified itamae outfit, by the way. Well, technically, I'm not a itamae yet, but you can call me that to boost my ego."
>You'd laugh along if you'd knew what those words mean.
>"I'm glad you choose to eat here. You girls have anything specific orders or preferences I should know about beforehand?"
>You and your friends exchange awkward glances.
"Well, to be quite honest, we're not sure how anything works around here," you admit for everyone's sake.
>Anon stifles a snicker.
>"Alright then, I can make this easier on you girls if you want to order by omakase, or chef's choice," he replies, pointing a thumb towards himself, "and in this case, that's me."
>"Oh, I don't have any doubts that your tastes will be anything less than absolutely delicious," flatters Rarity.
>Anon puts a hand on his cheek and holds out the other.
>"D'aww, that's sweet of you. So I'll repeat, any personal preferences or requests?"

>>30363535
>"No fish in mine, please..."
>"Make mine colorful and fun to look at!"
>"Whatever you want, man. I don't know anything about this stuff."
>"I'll trust in your skills and knowledge, dear."
>There are no apples in sushi, are there...?
"Anything's fine."
>Anon holds a finger to his chin.
>"One vegetarian, one wild ride and three whatever's," he lists off, "I'm going to go in the back to get the ingredients for rolls I have in mind. Be back in a second."
>Turning around, he leaves out the back of his booth
>You avert your eyes to look anything else but his ass, and notice that some of your friends doing the same.
>Those bamboos plants sure are green...
>As Anon leaves the dining area through a door and disappears from sight, Dash speaks up, breaking up the silence.
>"At least we now know how this place stays in business, am I right?"
>"Rainbow, don't be crass! I'm sure this quaint restaurant has much to offer in the culinary and aesthetic areas."
>"Pff, you really think so? This is as weird as one of those butler cafés!"
>"T-they're not weird..."
>"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm liking this place a whole lot! Coming from a person that works at Sugarcube Corner, I can appreciate the effort put into the decorations. It's also different and nothing like I've ever seen here in Canterlot."
"Maybe 'cause it just opened? I've never even heard of this place before this afternoon."
>"Then it'd be a nice change of scenery for Canterlot," Rarity adds, "I've always envisioned the place where'd I would open my boutiques to be diverse and metropolitan."
>Dash taps Rarity on the shoulder.
>"Not to stop you from talking about your dreams or whatever, but remember the reason why we came here in the first place?"

>>30363548
>Rarity clamps her hands over her mouth.
>"Oh, you're absolutely right, it completely escaped my mind!"
>You're not even surprised.
"The question now is how we're gonna break the question to him."
>"Why not just ask him?" Pinkie suggests, playing with a pair of chopsticks.
>You raise an eyebrow.
"Are 'ya sure? Boys usually aren't that good at expressing themselves truthfully. We gotta ease into it, and fish the answers out of him."
>"Ugh, really?" complains Dash, "You girls take the lead, then. I'm not good at this kind of stuff."
>Just then, Anon walks through the door, holding a handful of assorted greens.
>"Wait's over, folks— I'm back!"
>He walks back into the booth and takes a knife from the counter.
>"You're just in time for the premier special of 'Anon cuts up a bunch of shit and then proceeds to stuff them in a roll,' so sit back and enjoy!"
>He places a cucumber on a cutting board and uses the knife to slice it.
>No, slicing isn't the right word for it.
>He obliterates it.
>As he goes through the motions, you can barely work out the blur that was his arm.
>Before you know it, the cucumber already ended up as tiny slivers.
>You stare at the small green pieces, mouth agape.
>Pinkie looks like she's about to burst out of her seat.
>"Funny thing I should probably mention," Anon causally states, "I've kinda got this unexplained, unprecedented natural talent that grants me superhuman skill in this specific area of expertise. I've literally only had this job for a few weeks."
>"Are you saying that you're a main protagonist?" Pinkie inquires.
>"Pretty much."
>Whatever that means...
>You think you hear Fluttershy whisper under her breath, "Look who's wrong about it being real now, mom..."
>Now you're even more lost.

>>30363558
>"Anyways, wherever it comes from, it's been extremely and unconventionally convenient for me," Anon shrugs.
>Anon goes back to preparing ingredients.
>"So," he starts, "since I'm basically taking high school for the second time, I can relive the joy of talking about teachers behind their backs. Anyone else here had Harshwhinny as a freshman?"
>Dash groans.
>"Don't remind me. That was one of the worst years of my life."
>Anon smiles back and places a piece of seaweed on a bamboo surface.
>"You could try to see it from bystander's point of view. It's almost like a reality TV show the way she and her students play off each other."
>Dash snorts in response.
>"Do you even know how hard it is to not get mad at her? She's just so stuck-up and unreasonably prideful! I mean, who even acts like that?!"
>Anon chuckles and holds a plate of sushi to Fluttershy.
>When did— ?
>"Anyone else have anything to get off their backs?"
>"Oh do I?" Rarity says, injecting as much venom in her as possible, "According to one of my teachers, the dress I'm wearing today is too 'distracting' and 'showy.' Sometimes I think that people are purposefully trying to impede the will of fashion!"
>Anon idly nods his head in agreement and begins preparing the next order.
>You feel a tinge of sympathy for him, having to put up with both Rainbow Dash and Rarity.
>"Another question I have for all of you—"
>He stops in the middle of cutting a piece of tuna, and sets his knife to the side.
>"—why are you all here?"
>The room becomes so silent, you could hear a pin drop.

>>30363566
"W-what do 'ya mean by that?"
>Anon crosses his arms and gives you a knowing stare.
>"A group of popular guys don't just decide to eat at sushi restaurant that's out in the middle of nowhere in Canterlot. To top it all off, they don't know anything about its customs. I'm not completely oblivious, you know."
>You feel sweat bead on your forehead as he leans in closer to you.
>"So, I'll ask again. Why are you all here?"
>No one says anything for a while.
>Dash sharply exhales.
>"Alright, I'll bite. We're here to see you about some... rumors between you and Sunset."
>Anon runs a hand through his hair.
>"If you're talking about what I think you're talking about, then no, those are just rumors."
>Everyone simultaneously lets out a sigh a relief.
>Anon gives you all perturbed look as he bears witness to the sight.
>"To be honest, I saw this coming for a while. Somebody was going to try to speak out about it."
>Rarity's eyes widen in surprise.
>"You did? So why wouldn't you do anything to stop it from spreading in the first place?"
>Anon picks up the knife and get back to work on the tuna.
>"If me or Sunset were to say anything against it, it would work against us by adding more fuel to the fire. They would come up some stupid exception with our rebuttals so that they could continue spreading the rumor. Maybe she forced to stay quite about it. Maybe it's gotten so bad that I'm in denial. Then at that point, they'd find a renewed interest in spreading it rumor even more aggressively, like they discovered some sort of new layer to the story."
>The loud sounds of the knife hitting the cutting board permeate the room.

>>30363571
>Fluttershy speaks up, barely being heard above the noise.
>"Are you just going to ignore it? How can you bear all those harmful words?"
>"Yeah, you can't just those people take away your smile," agrees Pinkie.
>Anon shakes his head.
>"Nope. Now here's the part where I'm going to ask for your help."
>This grabs the attention of Dash and Rarity, whereas Fluttershy backs into her seat, shoving a sushi roll into her mouth.
>"I need you to..."
>Rarity and Dash leans in closer.
>"... be friends with her."
>Dash and Rarity noticeably sink in disappoint, while Fluttershy lets out a sigh of relief.
>Pinkie is rubbing her chin in interest.
>"Really?" Dash gives him an incredulous look, "Do all of you Equestrians believe in friendship that much?"
>Anon frowns at her and hands a plate with an assortment of colorful sushi to Pinkie.
>"Hear me out for a second. Sunset's trying be a better person and trying to lead a different life in a new world."
>He points a finger in your general direction.
>"All of you are the Elements of Harmony. Not only are all of you a symbol of acceptance and friendship, you're the only scrap of familiarity Sunset has left to her old life in Equestria. She's going to look for security in you, and you are going to provide that to her."
>Anon begins to get started on the third dish.
>"Once people see that see has a group of close friends that trust her, those rumors will become more and more far fetched. But, as of now, it fits with her power-hungry and dominating personality."
>Dash snorts.
>"So that's your master plan? Make friends?"
>"I think that's a super wonderful idea!" Pinkie interjects.
>Anon gives Dash an encouraging smile and winks.
>"Yep. After all, friendship is magic."
>...
"That was terrible, Anon."

>>30363526
Why yes we did need some RGREqGs, will read when I wake up.

>>30363588
>He shrugs.
>"Guilty as charged. Something tells me this isn't the end of Canterlot High's magical mishaps, so it would be wise to have an experienced magic user on your side."
>He waves a hands at the air.
>"Let's not talk about this stupid rumor anymore. 'Sides, I'm way too old for her to be interested in."
>Pinkie giggles.
>"Don't be silly, Nonny, you're barely any older than us."
>"What's your secret, Anon?" Rarity jokes, "I would kill to look how young well beyond my teens."
>He sighs as he holds out a plate of sushi to Dash.
>You're not even question how these rolls are getting made anymore.
>"I think I'd know my age pretty well. Even if you don't believe me, just take Princess Twilight as an example. Between her years of studying magic and status as a the element of magic and princess of friendship, she's definitely well beyond her teenager years."
>Everyone takes a moment for this to sink it.
>"So, how old are you really?" peeps Fluttershy, "If you don't mind me asking, that is."
>Anon smiles a dangerous smile.
>You don't like what that smile entails.
>"I was well into my late twenties before the mirror." he states matter-of-factly, "So theoretically, if the mirror didn't effect me, then I'd probably be working as one of your teachers."
>The air has been tense ever since you walked in here, but you can without a shred of doubt say that this silence has definitely been the most awkward.
>Anon promptly hands Rarity her plate of sushi with a smug, satisfied grin plastered on his face.
>You hear Fluttershy breath a little heavier.
>Something's not right with that girl.

>>30363604
>Out of the blue, Pinkie starts coughing and wheezing.
>"I thought it would be fun if I put a little extra wasabi in my soy sauce but now I put way too much wasabi in my soy sauce and now it burnsssss."
>Anon bursts out laughing at the sight.
>"Once more people come to this place, I think I'm going to start enjoying my job way more."
>As he hands you your order, you come to a sudden realization.
>You don't know how to use chopsticks.
>"Um, Applejack," Anon calls out, snapping you out of your trance, "aren't you gonna take the delicious platter of sushi made with extra TLC?"
"Ah, uh, don't know how to eat it."
>"Oh, just dip it in soy sauce before eating it."
>You shift your gaze from left to right.
"Ah mean, as in, ah don't know how to use these," you point to a pair of porcelain chopsticks.
>Dash and Anon snicker at you.
"Hey! It wasn't even my choice to come here."
>Anon gives a stern look and places the sushi platter in front of you.
>"It's extremely offensive to waste food at a sushi bar, AJ." he says, his voice foreboding and somber, "Are you telling me that you're going to refuse these?"
>You feel your palms begin to sweat up and heart beat a little faster.
>There's no way that you're getting intimidated by a guy, right?
>It's just that you're afraid of being rude.
>Right?
>Anon rests his head on a hand.
>"You know there's no way I'm letting you leave without finishing those, right AJ? You're going to eat those, no matter what."
>He reaches over to the table and picks up a pair of chopsticks, swabs up a chunk of wasabi and mixes it with your bowl of soy sauce, all without uttering a single word.
"What in tarnation are you..."
>Ignoring your plea, he picks a roll on your plate and dips in the bowl.
>He puts a hand underneath your chin and uses the chopsticks to hold out the roll right up to your mouth.
>"Open wide~"
>Oh god.

>>30363613
>Wanting this to be all over, you shut your eyes and comply.
>As your tongue makes contact with the roll, you clamp your mouth and your face scrunches at the sensation.
>All the while, Anon falls over on his workspace, tearing up as he laughs manically.
>Swallowing the roll, you deeply exhale and place a hand over your pounding heart.
>You haven't felt like this since you were a little girl during Nightmare Night.
>All of your friends look like they want to join in on the laugh, but they just glance at the two of you with unreadable expressions.
>If you didn't know any better, you'd think that Fluttershy is giving you looks of envy.
>At this point, Anon is bent over, wheezing in laughter.
>He starts to say something as his laughter begins to slowly die out.
>"Sorry about that, AJ. I saw an opportunity and I seized it," he says, wiping a tear from his eye, "I don't have enough emotional attachment to my sushi cooking skills to be angry at you for not eating my food. If you want you can share the rest with whoever wants more."
>You clear your throat.
"I-it's fine. Anybody want the rest?"
>"Oh, oh! Me, me!" Pinkie waves enthusiastically.
>"I can go for some more," Dash mutters, still shell-shocked.
>You eagerly hand over the plate of sushi, hoping that doing so would erase the memory from your mind.
>Anon lets out the rest of his laughter and starts tapping on a machine.
>"Alright, I'll give you guys your check now, since none of you are ordering any alcohol."
>A slip of tiny is printed out the machine.
>Rarity clears her throat.
>"I suppose I could cover it. I was the one who suggested dragged everyone out here, after all."
>Anon nonchalantly smiles and begins cleaning up his workplace.
>"Guess that's dealt with, then."

>>30363631
>The rest of meal goes on, with Anon trying to more kick-start smalltalk about school.
>Your friends give half-hearted answers, their gaze constantly shifting to you.
>You remain silent, and sit back in your chair with your stetson dipped over your face.
>When everyone is ready to go, Anon waves you goodbye as you leave through the front door.
>The silence that follows once the door shuts perfectly matches with the cold autumn air.
>"So, uh," Dash says, "that was definitely more than we bargained for."
>"I'll say!" Pinkie yelps, "He's certainly eccentric, and that's coming from me!"
>"Yes, especially that stunt with Applejack," laughs Rarity.
"Please don't bring that up again."
>Dash wraps an arm around your shoulder.
>"Aww, why not? You embarrassed or something?"
>You slap her arm off.
"No, jus' really, really weirded out."
>Dash puts a finger to her chin.
>"So is that why your face is as red as the apples you grow on your farm?"
>You drag your stetson lower than it already is.
"Ah don't want to talk about this anymore..."

>>30363653
It's ovah. I didn't even realize I wrote 18k+ characters worth of green until I was done.
To be honest, I had trouble writing a lot of dialogue and exchanges here.

One more update and I think I can wrap up the short.

>>30363684
I like it, it made me smile.

>>30363571
Typo in this one,

A group of popular guys don't just decide to eat at sushi restaurant that's out in the middle of nowhere in Canterlot.

Popular guys should probably be popular girls,
I love this story, btw.

>>30363684
I like it, a lot. Im fine with Sunset but Im a sucker for cute AJ shit.

>be Anon
>Get thrown into crazy RGR world with weird multicolor midgets
>Like seriously the tallest of these fuckers are like four inches shorter than you
>Chicks hit on you constantly which is cool but you have been too much of a chickenshit to actually go with it
>When you first arrived you slept in the nearby park until some old man found you there
>He set you up with a room, his crappy old car, and even got you a job at a nearby spa his nieces own
>Which is why you are currently fighting a boner as you rub down this sixteen year old
>She has a great body
>Sure she doesn't have the greatest tits but that small firm ass of hers has been distracting you the entire time
>Of course she hasn't been helping by letting out these cute/hot moans every time you press down
>It isn't until you ask her to turn over that your boner containment failed
>As she rolled over she lost the towel that was covering her chest fell off her
>Those perky baby blue tits just sway in front of you
>She covers herself up quickly with an "oops"
>But its too late
>Your will was gone and your boner was free
>Body frozen you watch as her eyes find the worlds largest indoor circus tent you just erected in your pants
>She blushes wildly and mumbles something
>Without her eyes ever leaving your crotch she manages to grab her clothes and escape to the changing room
>Once she is out of eyeshot you manage to reclaim control of mount saint dickus and clean up
>When you go to talk to your boss about what happened she tells you that your last customer left you a tip and a piece of paper with it
>Grabbing the paper you take a look
The name is Rainbow Dash. Gimme a call sometime when you want some fun.
>Her number is listed below
>You can feel your trouser snake stir at the thought

>>30363684
11/10

It was ok.
More please. This is a really good premise and I like your Anon. I really hope you have some more with him interacting with sunset soon

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>RGREqG
>Women are even thirstier in high school than they are in Equestria because of teenage hormones
>Anon cannot catch a moment's rest
>One minute it's a quick anonymous groping in a busy hallway, where some chick grabs his ass and runs away
>The next minute it's some girl knocking the books out of his arms so that he either has to bend over and pick them up (earning him a spank) or she has to pick them up FOR him, leading into the most painfully desperate/cringy "please love me I'm so lonely" conversation that does not go away until the two of them reach whatever class Anon is going to
>I'm looking at you, Lyra.
>More than once, a particularly daring girl (Gil-something) walked up behind Anon, straight up took her tits out, and then rested them on his shoulders/head
>The girls aren't very gentle either, and Anon worries for the health of his poor aching penis
>It's too much of a good thing and Anon just wants one day where his ass doesn't bruise from the pinches and his clothes don't smell like unwashed teenage girl
>Anon is friends with the humane 6 and they stare at him incomprehensibly when he complains about it
>Rarity says she'd kill to be in Anon's position (and Rainbow Dash teases Rarity until she finally clarifies that she meant being on the receiving end of male attention; not FEmale attention like Anon is)
>Anon tries to use the concept of eating nothing but cake and ice cream and getting so sick of it that you'd do anything for a bologna sandwich; nobody really gets it except for Pinkie, who gasps and looks at Anon with horror
>She rushes around to give Anon a surprisingly platonic hug
>Of COURSE party-pony would only understand things translated into party-food terms
>Pinkie and her friends decide to help Anon and form a sort of protective group (codename: whiteknight) to make sure he gets between classes unmolested
>Each of them secretly hopes/expects Anon to give them a bit of loving for helping a nice young man like him out

>>30363535
>>You'd laugh along if you'd knew what those words mean.
but no one laughed

>>30364262
>Rarity keeps emphasizing that she'd NEVER touch Anon inappropriately without his permission first "m'lord"
>It's really obvious and transparent what she's trying to do, but Anon puts up with it because with her nearby, he doesn't have to worry about somebody in the hallway running up and squeezing his dick like a stress ball

>>30363588
>>"Yeah, you can't just those people take away your smile,
>you can't just those people
Just... let those people?

>>30364015
Even when I go over my green multiple times, people still find errors like this. For fuck's sake man, every damn tim— uh, I mean, Thank you, fixed in bin, along with other grammatical errors/typos.

>>30363604
>'Sides, I'm way too old for her to be interested in
>I'm way too old for her to be interested in
What did he mean by this?

>>30363631
>>A slip of tiny is printed out the machine.
A slip of tiny what?

>>30362787
Good stuff LaP. Also, on a separate note, do you have ch 10 of " How Chrysalis Got Her Groove Back" as I'm only seeing 9 chapters on your pastebin.

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>>30364262
>>I'm looking at you, Lyra.
Poor Lyra.

>>30364376
>Lyra knits a scarf with hearts and harps on it and presents it to Anon
>In June
I want to say that her heart's in the right place, but it's actually smushed right up against her ovaries.

>>30364432
>She started making it early winter
>She realized she has no skill
>Had her grandfather teach her how
>She knitted two dozen trial sweaters until she was sure she was good enough to make a perfect one for him
>She finally finishes it
>Its June

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>>30364432
That just means you can give both her heart and her ovaries what they need.

I would.

>>30364451
Aww, now I want to read about how Lyra wins Anon's heart.

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>>30364286
>>30364323
>>30364336
>>30364353
Make one post, retard.

>>30364459
>You will never be Lyra's first time
>She will never be equally happy that she finally lost her virginity and that her crush likes her

>>30364508
Nah I'm good.

>>30364559
>Not making one 3 posts, each one having a single word
You had so much potential as a shitposter. Making an unnecessary number of posts was set up for you like T-ball.

>>30363139
Celly is cute even when armored and armed with the intent of threatening romantic rivals.

>>30364491
That sounds really cute.

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>>30362787
mmm LAP you hit the spot.

>>30364621
Thinking of different scenarios, how would Luna and Cadence be?

Something about the Princess of Love going full Xena would be hilarious.

>>30363558
>"Are you saying that you're a main protagonist?" Pinkie inquires.
>"Pretty much."
>You think you hear Fluttershy whisper under her breath, "Look who's wrong about it being real now, mom..."
My sides, Roo.

>>30363684
Fun fact
A writing becomes a novel at 50k words

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>>30364866
Luna would likely do something similar. Given that the prompt was Celly being outdated, and no one having the heart (or the teats) to correct her after all these years. But let's see how she might differ.

Maybe Luna's even more traditional, in a cavemare kind of way. That old villainess inside her whispers to whisk Anon away in the dead of night without any need to play these games, and seek blessings or part with her money. In ancient times stealing a foreign stallion away from his guardians was as good as marriage. After all, who would stop the union? His mother or sisters? She'd already be far out of town with their little colt. Unfortunately, for our night princess there's now a bunch of red tape and thorough laws that encompass all the land that didn't exist before her lunar landing.

That or Luna decides to court Anon in his dreams and maybe straight up molests him. It wouldn't harm his purity if it were just a dream, right?

While all of this was considered romantic in her time, probably because society was dominated by mares who did stuff like this and stallions were told to shut-up, it's now regarded as creepy and quite rapey.

>>30364866
>Cadence suffers a head-injury and now believes herself to a Pony Xena.
>Anon is unwillingly dragged along as her "Gabrielle".

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>>30363684
aww yeah man that was good!

>>30365036
>That old villainess inside her whispers to whisk Anon away in the dead of night without any need to play these games
This. She's a mare from old times, and not burdened by these bothersome "rules" that mares of the modern age impose upon themselves.

She sees what she wants and she takes it, like the marely mare she was, before her sister shot her down.

> Be Anon
> Nope, not this time either
> Be Moondancer in RGRE
> Today is "the" day
> It's time to put your multiverse researches in practice
> Pentagram is drawn
> Runes are glowing
> Your enchantment start scanning accross billions of realities
> A demented grin start forming on your face
"Mwahahahaha, fuck this world, fuck stallionist, and FUCK YOU TOO MOM : I'M NOT A DYKE !"
> "SHUT THE FUCK UP RETARD, IT'S 2AM !"
> ...
> Bucking neighbours, those primitives have no respect for Science
> The complex patterns of runes are only checking for one sole equation accross the entire multiverse
> Which can summed has "if Mares.SexualSatisfaction > Stallions.SexualSatifsfaction then open"
> Ethic comitees might disagree with how you are using cutting edge technology
> Buck them, you are in heat and your sense of right or wrong is already feeble on a normal day
> The pentagram start sparkling
> Celestia above, it actually worked
> You trot in place, watching the portal open

>>30365609
"Fuckyeahfuckyeah ! I knew such universe existed !"
> The portal stabilize, revealing some rural town in Equestria
> An earth pony stallion look at the portal, and start running toward you
> It's totally because of your marely demeanor, fluffy tuft and impressive horn
> Right ?
> Getting closer, the stallion look bruised, emaciated and desperate
> Your inner white knight is outraged
> Your clit remember you that it's your fetish
> ... it's not like you would *actually* abuse a stallion, okay ?
> Your brace yourself for the embrace of your new sexto- future beloved horsebando
> He might want to slow down a bit tho
> Because if he continue like th-
> The stallion crash into you and end up more or less sitting on your face
> He smell like if it has been weeks since his last bath
> Hell yeah.
> Time to show this extra-dimensional stallion who is the mareliest mare around
"Hey ... err ... good looking ?"
> "SAVE ME ! THIS WORLD IS HORRIBLE AND I WANNA GO HOME !"
> Rip your hears
> Your clit deem their loss an acceptable sacrifice
> Because now you have a crying, dirty stallion hugging you like his life depended on it
> Animus are real
> Life is good

And that's how RGRE Caramel lived for several months as a sex slave to RGRE Moondancer, before finally realizing that "this universe has been ravaged by a zombie plague and only Unicorns in fighting shape are allowed nearby the doors and windows" was bullshit.

>>30365609
>>30365624

i REALLY want a full fledge story of this

especially in RGREcaramel and/or RRGREcaramel

>all that barbieshit in my RGRE
reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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>>30365684
They enjoy the Anons who come through the mirror to claim they only want ponies and hooves. When she's finished with you, you'll be a human pussy only slut.

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>>30365684
Indeed

>>30363548
>There are no apples in sushi, are there...?
is Applejack thinking or speaking?

>>30363571
>"If me or Sunset were to say anything against it, it would work against us by adding more fuel to the fire. They would come up some stupid exception with our rebuttals so that they could continue spreading the rumor. Maybe she forced to stay quite about it. Maybe it's gotten so bad that I'm in denial. Then at that point, they'd find a renewed interest in spreading it rumor even more aggressively, like they discovered some sort of new layer to the story."
Maybe she forced me*, in spreading the* rumor.
>>30363588
>"Yeah, you can't just those people take away your smile," agrees Pinkie.
just let*
>>30363588
>Dash and Rarity noticeably sink in disappoint, while Fluttershy lets out a sigh of relief.
disappointment*
>>30363604
>He waves a hands at the air.
hand*
> 'Sides, I'm way too old for her to be interested in."
in me*
>"What's your secret, Anon?" Rarity jokes, "I would kill to look how young well beyond my teens."
look so* young.
>You're not even question how these rolls are getting made anymore.
even going*
>You hear Fluttershy breath a little heavier.
>Something's not right with that girl.
there is everything right with that girl
>>30363613
>"I thought it would be fun if I put a little extra wasabi in my soy sauce but now I put way too much wasabi in my soy sauce and now it burnsssss."
comma before the but, don't forget proper sentence spacing.
>>30363613
>Ignoring your plea, he picks a roll on your plate and dips in the bowl.
dips it* in.
>"I suppose I could cover it. I was the one who suggested dragged everyone out here, after all."
dragging*
>>30363653
>The rest of meal goes on, with Anon trying to more kick-start smalltalk about school.
flip kick-start and more around.

>>30364072
Yesssssss

>>30365732
technically if you fuck them, your just fucking a human shaped pony without going anthro. But yeah, your getting addicted to that ass slapping your hips.

>>30366400
>The human and pony counterparts will never compete against each other to decide who can satisfy you the most.
>Horse pussy
>Pussy thats evolved for generations upon generations of descendants to be compatible.
>Hooves
>Hands

>>30366413
Both, if your fucking Pinkie...and her sisters.

>>30355514
>You are the boyfriend, emotional anchor, and most trusted adult in the unfair and uncertain life of a budding teen RGR girl.
>Once the initial thrill of free sex whenever wears off, you find yourself cuddling her and talking as much if not more than you are banging her.
>As time goes on, you slowly heal the damage to her that keeps revealing itself to you.
>All the attention starvation bred from such a romantically competitive life is enough to really fuck up a normal RGR woman, let alone a confused and hormone charged teen.
>The more you learn, the more the dark and seldom addressed underbelly of a gender skewed world reveals itself to you.

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>>30365732
I w-was supposed to get a pony waifu goddamnit
At this point, any positive attention from 3d would just make me nervous and suspicious

>>30365036
>After all, who would stop the union? His mother or sisters?
There's something charming about the idea of mares worrying about Anon because he doesn't have a mother or any sisters in Equestria to protect him from other mares who would try to take advantage of him.

>>30366740
>Your gf calls you in the middle of the night.
>Your annoyance vanishes when you hear her cracking and watery voice. She asks you to come over.
>After speeding to her house, you let yourself in and rush to her, fearing the worst.
>She practically tackles you while almost in tears. She says she's sorry for calling and breaking down like a little boy, but she just had to know.
>She had to know that you weren't a cruel dream.
>That night, you and her shared a bed in a tight embrace, both wearing a loving smile.

>Anon arrives age-regressed into a kid.
>Ponies can't reconcile the fact that a human "foal" acts like an adult, and one that acts contrary to gender roles at that.
>What's most disturbing is that he's obsessed with blowing shit up, knowing chemical recipes for explosives the ponies don't.
>A pyromaniac, but with explosives.
>Celestia eventually takes him under her wing as a personal student, mostly because she;s worried he'll end up blowing the school and half of Canterlot up.
>Also wants to instil proper "values" into the colt, even if she respects his choice to not act like a stereotypical colt/stallion.

"There's nothing that can't be solved with the power of high-explosives, Princess!"

>Friendship lessons with the Mane 6.
>Baking with Pinkie Pie? He bakes a block of C4, somehow.
>Fashion with Rarity? A gem-studded bandoleer for grenades.
>Etcetera.

>>30366950
Are you literally 12?

>>30366929
I'm trying, but I can't picture her as anybody other than either Moondancer or Rainbow Dash.

>>30366950
>Young Junkrat in Equestria.
>"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
>Click.
>The ensuing explosion shakes the entire mountain.
>Perhaps telling anon that Celestia has been alive for over a thousand years wasnt the brightest of ideas.

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>>30366740
This is something I never thought of. Both people and ponies are social creatures that don't do well when ignored or unloved. What happens when the dominant sex who is also the vast majority can't get a mate due to scarcity? Especially when a key way success is measured is by the quality of your lover, driving everyone to try and pair off? What happens to the ones who aren't successful?

>>30366992
You make an effort to love each and every one of those little darlings; that's what you do. I don't care if it gets me branded as a slut, I'm going to give every lonely mare I come across an hug that MEANS SOMETHING.

>>30366963
>>30366929
I'm imagining that punk-rock looking mare someone drew for a prompt kind of like this.

Anon was basically an emotional rock for an attention-starved teenager going through a hard time.

I saved the image but I didn't name it, so it's basically lost forever, at least on my computer.

>>30367025
Oh god, that's adorable.

>Emo-pone's friends will never believe that she snagged an older guy

>>30367039
>Emo-pone's friends don't believe her.
>They go over to her house one day to hang out.
>No answer when they knock.
>The door is unlocked and they're close enough friends, so they just walk in.
>They're fucking right in plain view.

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>>30367025
>>30367039
>>30367056
>Date an emo teen-mare
>Teen-mare finds that she doesn't like her punk and scremo CDs now because she can't relate to depressing songs anymore.

>>30367056
>Emo-pone's parents find out about you and her
>You're sweating bullets because she's 16 and your twenty-something, and in the back of your head you're wondering what it'll be like to be shanked by someone who doesn't have hands in horse-prison
>Mom-pone looks impressed and claps Emo-pone on the back, much to dad-pone's displeasure
>Dad-pone doesn't have a problem per se with you being older than his daughter, only that you'll be a bad influence on her; thinks you're some kind of "stallion of the night" and very passive-aggressively shows how much he doesn't like you

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>>30366929
>She had to know that you weren't a cruel dream.
I don't even know what to say to that

>>30366929
10/10 Would make a genetic descendant post haste.

>>30367111
>stallion of the night
>SWEAR TO ME

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>>30366929
>>30366963
>Rainbow Dash
I need it.

>>30367400
>girlfriend is so worried you're not real
>ends up moving in with you so she can be as close to you as possible as often as possible
>RGRE dictates that guys don't like a clingy girl
>scared that you'll leave her if she keeps going but she feels like she'll have a mental and emotional break if she stops
>surprise her by only becoming more affectionate with her
>this makes her even more clingy almost never leaving your side
>you decide to fuck a baby into her
>this calms her down in one way but ramps up her emotions in another
>becomes less clingy towards you slightly but becomes more defensive around others because she's pregnant

>>30366963
>Moondancer had already resigned herself to a life alone knowing her romantic prospects were grim at best.
>One day, you happen by and jump her junky car when it won't start.
>Her flustered thanks is so adorable that you give her your number if she ever wants to hang out.
>One thing lead to another...
>Now you're both lying naked in her room, furiously button mashing in a close game of Smash Sisters. Loser has to be bottom.
>Everyone who ever made a permavirgin joke about Moondancer has to eat their words and then some.

>>30367565
She'll be too busy choking on something of mine to eat those words. So I'll eat them for her, along with something else.

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Oh shit, I finally found a pic of what I always wanted to do to a magical pastel mare!

https://derpibooru.org/1464977?q=artist%3Aalcor

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>Awkward girlfriend Moondancer is new to the whole "talking to boys" thing and is testing the waters of what to do with a boyfriend
>It's mostly throwing spaghetti at the wall and seeing what sticks
>One time she took off her sweater and put it over a puddle for you to walk over... forgetting in her "oh shit I have to do a girlfriend-thing now" panic that she was nude underneath, save for a pair of panties
>Another time (after the previous attempt, whereupon she learned to start wearing a jacket over her sweater once it started to get colder outside) she took off her jacket and slipped it over your shoulders, which was fucking adorable
>Your relationship with her has its up and down; from that time you BOTH went out of your way to buy gifts for each other on horse-Valentine's day (and ended up cuddling on the couch under a blanket), or that one time she tried to deepthroat you and threw up all over your crotch
>The pros far outweigh the cons, and you enjoy watching her show you off to her friends almost as much as she does
>Also, the noises she makes when you go down on her do wonders for your self-esteem.

>>30367860
Whats better Anons?

>Moondancer showing off to friends making them all clam clustered
OR
>Moondancer trying her hardest to do RGRE things for you that shows she cares even if they wind up being less than stellar

>>30368038
Guess it'd depend on your own love language:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Five_Love_Languages

Basically, what form of affection do you prefer to express/receive.

>Day Who cares
>Be Purple Autism
>AKA Janky-Ass attempt at royalty
>Figure being a princess will get you all the cock you could ever want
>TFW princess of friendship means you keep getting friendzoned
>M'Lord.parchment
>A letter just arrived via your manservant today, you just got summoned up to Canterlot
>Urgent Princess business apparently
>Meet up with Princess Cakelestia, she's the one who called you here
>She brings you to a room with Condense and LULULU
>They all look pretty pissed
>oshitfilly.tapestry
>"Twilight, do you have any idea why we called you here?" Celestia asked
>Visibly sweating bullets at this point
>Please don't be because Big Mac thought you were stalking him again
>Decide shutting the fuck up is better than saying anything
>She pulls out a graph, a scatter plot with a best fit line, its increasing
>"This is a graph showing approval ratings for the government."
>She throws it away
>Oshitfilly
>"That graph has noting to do with OUR government, that graph was for the Yaks."
>She pulls out a second graph, it was plateaued before it went straight down, someone pasted a toilet to where the graph ended
>"These are OUR most recent approval ratings. Ever since you got coronated our approval ratings have been shit.
No-One likes you Twilight, you're ruining the government."
>Oshitfilly

>>30368110
"Princess," you say, "I know things aren't looking that good right now, but I'm working on becoming more-"
>"Twilight, shut the fuck up," Celestia said "To make up for your shit job, I've decided to hold a contest, Anyone who likes you just has to write an essay saying what they'd do if they got to spend a day with you. and you're going to make sure that they have the best day ever, or we're going to teach you the meaning of governmental accountability." She finished, her voice taking on a raspier and more menacing tone. She levitated a morningstar as she frowned at you, while Candy-ass and Luna stood behind her, sneering, CanCan holding a pair of nun-chucks in her wings while Luna had a baseball bat with nails in it
>Oshitfilly.jpg

>Day +1 in RGRE
>Still purple
>Still somewhat autistic
>Been sitting in the crystalline eyesore that is your house all day waiting for Spike to spit up a letter or some shit.
>Hear him coughing
>Oshithereitcomes
>He vomits up a bunch of letters
>They're all just bills
>Whatthefuckman.jpg
> He farts and a scroll pops out of his ass
>Whatthefuckman.jpg
>Boys aren't supposed to poop
>You levitate it in your magic, covering your face with a wing
>Its caked in shit an barbecue sauce
>whatthefuckspike
>Open it slowly, and your eyes widen, its a letter from the contest
>On it is one simple sentence
"I want 2 eet summ chikkun tendeez, Anon"
>Whatthefuckman

>>30368110
>>30368143
Meme Levels: 9001%

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>>30368110
>>30368143
>LaP's first green

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>>30368110
>>30368143
are ya fack'n serious mate?

>>30368110
>>30368143
While this is terrible, once I read Celestia's dialogue in Pat's voice a la two best sister play, it made it about 32% better and more in character.

>>30368038
Hmm... I mean, your girl showing you off to her friends is an ego boost, that's for sure, and it would feel good knowing that you were helping her prove her "you're never going to get laid" friends wrong. But my heart belongs to her doing RGRE things for me that shows she cares. Little gestures of affection are so sweet.

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>>30368058
>Being physically touched
>Hugs, shoulder-rubs, casual and platonic touches
wew lad

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>>30368058
>tfw you have never felt or received any of those 5
hahah, oh well, right?

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>>30368290
>>30368058
>"He theorizes that people tend to naturally give love in the way that they prefer to receive love."
>Neat, lets look at which of those i do for other people.
>"acts of service (devotion)"
>"physical touch"
>Sounds about right.
>Suddenly realise how little of either i've receieved in life.
Fuck.

>>30368143
>Teleport to Canterlot because Alicorns and friendship OP
"Celestia, I only got one letter, what the fuck is this man. I'm a Princess, I'm supposed to get more than this, man."
>Celestia cocks an eyebrow "You did Twilight, that was just the best one."
"Let me see the others then you cunt"
>She horn magics a ton of shit on top of you
>Literally a ton of shit with scrolls embedded in it
>"Pick a letter, any letter."
>Take the nearest one out
>"I want 2 eet summ chikkun tendeez, Anon"
another one
>"I want 2 eet summ chikkun tendeez, Anon"
another one
>"I want 2 eet summ chikkun tendeez, Anon"
Another one
>"I want 2 eet summ chikkun tendeez, Anon"
Buy yourself a house
>"I want 2 eet summ chikkun-"
Buy your whole family houses
>"I want 2 eet summ"
>Look up with horror
"Are these all the same letter?"
>"It appears that Anon is the only one in Equestria who actually likes you
"B-but what about my parents, and shiny? and my friends?"
>"No-one likes you Twilight. ever since your ascension everyone hates you, also your mom thinks you're a dyke, she caught you staring at Cadence's horn. Your friends are only there because I've been paying them this entire time, I haven't paid them in like, a week."
>Damnit mom, you're not a dyke! you're not!
>"You're going to take anon our for tendies, you're going to spend the entire day with him, and he's going to have the best day of his life, or me and all the other princesses are going to kick your ass."
popamollyI'msweatin

>>30368334
>Frequently pat friends and friendly co-workers on the back
>Cannot remember the last time anyone voluntarily touched me
You fucker, I never even realized this until just now.

>>30367092
Don't worry, when she starts having random reminders of shameful and cringey shit years later those CDs will start looking good again.

>>30368252
It's fiiine.

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>>30368038
>Pampering Moondancer at the lunchroom
>Sitting her on your lap while you feed her and give her pecks and kisses.
>Making sure she can feel your boner because of her cute reactions.
>Giving everyone a stare that promises pain and broken kneecaps if anyone tries to give your cute nerd some shit.

>>30368341
Day+1+1 in RGRE

>Be purplesmart
>Meet up with anon at "Tend-E Sauces" to start the day off
>You might be a virgin, but even you wouldn't fuck him
>Nofatdudes.png
>Dude was so fat his blood type was Ragu
>When he moved in he didn't need his own address, he needed his own zipcode
>Equestria's a small country, when he moved in, you're surprised he didn't tip it over.
>Most mares like a stallion where you can hold on to something
>But with anon, if you put your hooves on him, he'd suck you in
>"H-Hi TWILOT!" He screeches
>"Hi! My Name is Anon, yes."
>He reaches out one of his grubby paws and starts petting you
Osunwhy
>Hard
pleasestop
>You're getting spaghetti and pasta sauce in your mane
>"Horseyyyy" he breathes out like the fat retard he is
>Horseyyy~" you're drawing a crowd now
>Not sure if you can say anything to fat retarded colts that's like a diversity double or triple whammy
>Scratch that, just a double, obesity isn't considered a disability here
>He's petting you really hard and you can't do anything
wakemeup.jpg
>Go inside the place
>Anon, like the fat, retarded colt he is, waddles up to the cashier, and looks at their selection of tendies
>"Welcome to Tend-E Sauces" Diamond Tiara says with a frown, her teenage apathy outright permeating the nearby area "what can I help you with?"
>Anon reaches up a grubby finger an puts it up against the sauce display
>"Hey what flavor is that one?" he asks
>"Barbecue
>"I like barbecue, yes"
>"Hey what flavor is the white one?"
>"Ranch"
wakemeupinside
>"I like ranch, yes"
>"Hey what flavor is that one?"
>"Barbecue"
>"I like barbecue, yes"
>"Hey what flavor is the white one?"
saveme
>"Ranch"
>"I like ranch, yes"
"He'll take both types of sauces!"

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>>30368462

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>>30368462
This only seems RGRE because Twilight is a permavirgin who can't get dick, which hasn't really come back up.
Fred Fredburger.

>>30368419
WANT

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>You know...
>Usually you don't get into other people's business
>As long as no one was trying to blow your shit up or eat you, you were pretty much fine with whatever went on in people's lives
>Like they say, live let live
>But, when someone casually appears on your porch, a princess no less, saying that you were sold to them, you had a very questions
>Not many, like you said you weren't nosey, but you had a few
>So, grabbing your sweet ass cup, you had decided to make the tip to Twilight's house
>Since she was the one that sold you to giant, crazy sun horse and all
>Apparently
>It was a pretty quick walk
>Sure, you heard ponies screaming off in the distance, and you were pretty sure the Sofa and Quill place wasn't supposed to be leaning like it was or look that broken up, but it wasn't too bad
>You said hello to some horses
>Mr. Cake was nice enough to refill your cup with water when you went into his store
>Berry Heart even let you have a handful of blackberries for free
>Which was nice...
>In less than five minutes, you were standing in front of purple's crystal castle of doom
>You didn't bother knocking, instead opening the door and stepping inside
>Fuckthepolice.jpg
"Twilight? Hey, Twilight, it's be, Anon!" you called
>Your voice echoed off the crystal walls a bit before a voice answered
>"Anon? Oh, it's good! We're in the library!" Twilight called back
>Of course she was...
>Taking a sip from your cup, you made your way toward the library doors and opened them to see a very particular sight
>There was Twilight, being the queen of all dorks, sitting at one of the tables reading a big ass book
>That wasn't the weird thing
>You would have thought it weird that the purple dork WASN'T reading something while in a library
>What was weird was the giant pile of gold and jewels sitting in the middle of the room, with Starlight and Spike who appeared to be dancing around it, rubbing gold bits all over their bodies
>...
>Spike can do one hell of a moonwalk

>>30368573
Yes, more "Sold-to-Celly-Anon"

>>30368573
>you had a very questions
wat?
>to make the tip to Twilight's house
trip*

>>30368419
>Years of thinking she'll die alone made Moondancer into sort of a prude.
>You've taken it upon yourself to loosen her up a bit.
>One day at lunch, you discreetly unzip your pants before pulling Moonie into your lap.
>She doesn't realize whats going on until your bare erection is under her skirt and pressed against her panties.
>You slip a condom into your flustered girl's hand and whisper "Next move is yours. Do what you will."

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>>30368573
"...So I take it you had a very interesting day, huh?"
>Twilight smiled nervously, looking at you from the top of her book
>"Yeah... you could say that," she said, her wings ruffling against her sides
>You nodded slowly, watching as Starlight dove into the pile of money Scrooge Mcduck style
"So... I heard that I'm going to marrying the princess soon."
>"You probably are," Twilight replied, her ears pinning themselves against her skull. "B-But I'm sure you'll love it in the castle! There's servants that'll cater to your every w-whim, and you'll LOVE the princess!"
>Starlight, giggling to herself, spit out a foundation of bits into the air while backstroking through the money pile
>Spike was popping and locking his little heart out
>Right on my little nigga
"I'm guessing that this is the dowry the princess was talking about?"
>Twilight nodded, hopping out of her seat and making her way toward you
>"Yes, she insisted that she pay a queen's ransom for you."
>Your nose scrunched up
>Weren't you supposed to pay the dowry to the husband, or the wife in this case?
>You might not have passed history class, and of them, but you were pretty sure that was how this dowry business went...
>Swirling your drink in your cup, you took another sip
"That's a lot of fucking bits."
>"It is."
>Both you and Twilight were silent for a few moments, just watching Starlight and Spike boogie
"Hey Twi?"
>Twilight looked up at you
>"Yeah?"
"You mind telling me why you sold me to the princess?"
>Twilight's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates
>"I did--I mean, I'd never do anything like that to y-you!"
>Wordlessly, you pointed at the mountain of gold
>You weren't even all that mad at the little horse
>Hell, if someone dumped this much money into your lap you'd sell you, but she could at least be honest about it
>Twilight flinched

>>30367517
wouldn't we act like gf if we were with our waifus?

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>>30368653
>"I... the princess was very persuasive, okay? Since I'm your legal guardian she came to me, and it wasn't like I could TELL her no. She's... she's Princess Celestia"
"Hmm... she DOES had a really big fuck-off mace," you said
>You drummed your fingers against the side of your cup
"Any idea why she had that mace? Or what she was wearing all of that armor?"
>Twilight made a face
>"The princess is... very old fashioned when it comes to things like this."
"This old fashioned?"
>"It's been a VERY long time since she's decided to take a princess, Anon."
>No fucking shit...
>Your brow furrowed thoughtfully
"There wouldn't be a way to earn my freedom or anything like that, would there?"
>Twilight opened her mouth but closed it a second later, her nose scrunching up
>"Well... if somepony were to defeat her in open combat she would be forced to give you up..."
>...
>Well... maybe you could wing that?
>It probably wouldn't be easy, what with her mace and all, but maybe you could give her a good bap on the snoozle...
>You opened your mouth to say something, but before the first word passed your lips a thunderous crash erupted from down the hall
>"Ohbuckohbuckohbuckohbucksomeponypleasehelpme!"
>You could hear the pounding of hooves on the crystal floor
>A moment later a very frazzled, singed, and very terror-stricken strawberry poner zoomed into the library
>"PrincessTwilightpleasehelpme!" she squealed, darting over and hiding behind her. "PrincessCelestiaistryingtoKILLME!"
>A moment later, Princess Celestia, her once shining armor blackened and smudged, poked her head in
>Huh...
>You didn't know the princess's hair could catch on fire like that...
>"Oh, there you are my love!" she chirped, smiling. "I had just about finished up defeating all of my potential rivals!"
>She looked over at strawberry pone, her gaze hardening
>Strawberry pone let out a whimper, covering her face with her hooves

>>30368777
>Staring at the poor pegasus for a few moments, she looked back at you, all smiles once again
"Are you ready to go to Canterlot with me, or do you need a little more time to get your things?"
>...
>Explosively exhaling, you took a sip from your cup
"I was waiting on you."

>>30368777
>"It's been a VERY long time since she's decided to take a princess, Anon."
*prince
**lover

>>30368785
Alright. I'm done. I'm not gonna save or fix any of these little celly post, so I'd cap 'em if I were you

>>30368777
Checked, also
>Or what she was wearing all of that armor?"
armor for*
>>30368785
>"Are you ready to go to Canterlot with me, or do you need a little more time to get your things?"
goofed on Sunbutts greenline.
>>30368793
Actual story update when?

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>>30368394

>>30368793
Absolutely infuriating. I could deal with being looked down on or even needing my waifu's permission at stores to buy sharp things, but being sold?
Even if it's to Celestia which is a promise of an easy life, I'd rebel and be a pain just on principle.

>>30368793
I know they're just random snippets, but your grammar was, at times, so bad it took a while to figure out what you meant.
As for the premise, I like it.

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Heeey, I have Aftershock updates lined up for you guys. I'mma start now, just a heads up.

>>30368891
OH SHIT

OH SHIT NIGGAS

OH SHIIIIIIIIT

>>30368793
...I gotta be honest, LaP: I'm finding this a lot more interesting than your other shit -- especially Squire-Anon.

This caught my attention straight away. I tend to just pass over Squire-Anon completely, without a second thought.

>>30368891
OH SHIT NIGGA, I GOT OFF WORK FOR THIS!

>>30368903
Fuck off then, you got your shit idea, the rest of us want our actual stories.

>>30368903
well thats just like your opinion man

i for one like squire anon

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>>30368891
>”Ma’am?”
>The timid voice of your secretary steals not an inch of momentum from your stride.
>”Where are you going?”
>The door ahead of you glows before gently hovering open.
>When you reply you tone is measured and calm, but they can’t see the hard, angry twitch in the corner of your mouth.
“The dungeons.”

<>

>As you and your friends step inside the library, you find the lavender unicorn in much the same state as you left her in an hour ago.
>Her pacing goes undeterred by your arrival, and you’re a touch surprised that you can’t see hoofprints wearing into the floorboards beneath her for all her dedication to it.
“I brought everypony I could find,” you announce quickly, “has she sent anything back?”
>Twilight doesn’t even turn, her brow set firmly in place.
>”Does it LOOK like she did?” she replies curtly.
>Spike bounces a concerned look between his caretaker and you, his claws playing together in his lap as he, presumably, continues to wait for the return letter that hadn’t come.
>He sits otherwise unmoving on the table next to Twilight, still in the exact place she sat him when she first required his services.
>”Are you SURE you sent it to the right place?” She continues, her voice becoming accusatory.
>”Yeah, of course I am. Sure I am…” Spike responds quietly, turning his eyes toward his fiddling digits.
>”You sent it to her study like I told you, right? You sent it to the room with the books and the big desk?”
>The small dragon frowns and flits his eyes up and away in thought.
>”W-Well… yeah…” he returns slowly, “I mean, I think I did?”
>The librarian throws back her head and groans loudly, amplifying the nervous wiggle in the dragon’s claws instantly.
>”Hey! There’s a lot of places in the castle with books and desks, okay!? I haven’t even been there in years!”

>>30368928
>”DESK! ONE desk!” Twilight retorts swiftly as she turns on him.
>“H’alright, alright, now that’s well ’n enough,” Applejack cuts in decisively, beating you to punch.
>The farm mare crosses farther into the room and seats herself on the ground near the squabbling roommates, a comforting hoof landing on the male dragon’s back.
>He releases a stressed, shaky sigh and points his eyes back toward his claws, ignoring the agitated huff from the unicorn.
>“Ya’ll just settle down ’n tell us what’s goin’ on here,” Applejack says, shooting Twilight a sufficiently withering look in retaliation for her temper.
>The purple mare seems to take the hint, stalling any more aimless trotting and instead lifting her hooves to her face, her chest swelling as she takes a cleansing breath.
>”I’m sorry, I know this isn’t helpful, I just – look, I’m not sure what’s going on, but I think it might be bad...” she says.
>You offer the dragon a gentle look as you step forward and take your place next to AJ, your second companion following close behind and doing the same.
>”Liiiiiike… ‘I forgot his birthday bad?” Rainbow Dash says, gesturing at the purple mare “Or, ‘we need to assemble the Elements of Harmony before the town explodes’ bad?”
>Twilight grunts and scrapes a hoof down her face, peering off into the distance thoughtfully for a few moments before answering.
>”I don’t know… but probably closer to the latter.”
>”Greeeaat,” the speedster returns sarcastically.
“We found a very troubling letter,” you cut in, “we’re not sure what it means, but it sounded very important. Also…”
>You trail off here and catch Twilight’s eye, looking for a sign to continue.
>After a moment she sighs and turns to all of you, her expression becoming uncomfortable.
>”Anonymous has disappeared…” she says.

>>30368951
>”What!?” Dash exclaims, instantly filling with energy and shooting worried looks between the both of you.
>”Darn… ‘course it has somethin’ to do with that feller, don’t it?” Applejack remarks, frowning.
“A-Ah, well, if the Princess’ letter is to be believed,” you cut in again, “he may be with Celestia herself.”
>You catch Twilight’s face shift, twisting up in the same way that it did when she found the letter in the first place.
>A mixing swell of caution and confusion appear in her astute eyes, as if they’re burning into an invisible wall she can’t seem to pierce with them for all of her trying.
>”I don’t like it,” she says finally, drawing everypony’s attention.
>”I don’t like any of this. Something about that letter was… off. Something was wrong with it, but I couldn’t put my hoof on what it was. I had a bad feeling. I sent it to Celestia just in case, just to make sure, but I… I don’t know…”
>”’H’alright then, well… first thing’s first,” AJ remarks, popping her hat up farther on her brow.
>“What’d this thing say? What was funny about it?”
>Twilight closes her eyes, surely compiling her memories along with her rationale.
>”Okay…. It was a letter the Princess sent to Anonymous,” she begins, “It didn’t say anything specific, only that there was something important that she needed to discuss with him, and that she needed to do it as soon as possible. She told him to go somewhere and meet her. She sounded really worried, but… I mean…”
>Twilight’s eyes scrunch tighter before fluttering open.
>The purple mare turns on the spot and begins to pace yet again, her tail flicking about in unease as she saddles up to continue.

>>30368968
>”She said she didn’t want to involve anypony that she didn’t need to for fear of trust, but… but then why wouldn’t she say anything to any of us? To… ‘me’? Does she not trust me? Does she not trust the Elements of Harmony?”
>Twilight whips around in the other direction now, trotting back toward you as her mind runs on.
>”And another thing; the Princess always sends her personal letters through me – err, through Spike…” she concedes, pausing a moment to flash the young dragon an officially apologetic look that he regards kindly before going on.
>”Especially the ones to Anonymous. She’s sent two over the last two weeks, even. Like clockwork. Sending letters through dragonfire is just more efficient. But this time… I’m almost positive that I didn’t deliver the letter to Anonymous that told him to meet her.”
>”I mean – I don’t read the Princess’ personal letters,” Twilight clarifies quickly, “But that letter told him to meet her THAT night. If it had come a week ago, then he would have been gone a week ago; he wasn’t. I remember talking with him the day after I delivered the last one. If ‘I’ had given it to him, I wouldn’t have seen him the next day…”
>”Soo… so you’re saying… what are you saying?” Dash says, thinking for only a moment before becoming frustrated.
>”Ya’ll’r thinkin’ that letter you found wasn’t from the Princess?” Applejack says, “That this was all some sorta’ trick?”
>Twilight’s face becomes serious and she halts in place, staring at the ground pensively.
>”… I think it’s possible…”
>You shift in place and peer at the ground, stomach turning at the implication, the possibilities.
>You don’t seem to be alone in your unease.
>In fact, the demeanor of both of the mares you brought with you have taken a sharp turn.

>>30368980
>Dash doesn’t speak out, but she mutters her disbelief under her breath, and her wings and chest have perked up in a subtle sign of agitation.
>Applejack’s face has morphed in a full-on scowl, and you can see her forelimbs noticeably flex as her anger rises.
>”Have ya’ll looked for’em? You’re SURE he ain’t around here?”
>Twilight turns and nods her head sorrowfully.
”Twilight and I ran all over town…” you add.
“He’s not the type to blend into a crowd, but nopony’s seen him at all. He isn’t at home, either, we were just there. We went into every room…”
>”No-good, slimy, sneaky, foul little—“ Applejack curses under her breath, nose flaring.
>“Somepony pretendin’ to be a Princess – a pony’a REAL character – so they can trick a defenseless colt out into the open and snatch 'em up in the dead’a night? Nuh-uh, no ma’am. Ah can hardly BELIEVE somethin’ so low-down and yellow and-and—!”
>”Ahh-Ahh, A-Applejack?” Spike whimpers, wincing slightly as the large mare’s once gentle grip around his shoulders intensifies into an uncomfortable vice in her outrage.
>Dash lifts her forelegs and slams the hoof of one into the other as the farm mare quickly yanks hers away, patting the young male guiltily.
>”I’m right with ya’!” the speedster remarks, “Those freaks better start hoping that poindexter and puffball over here find ’em before us, cause I’m gonna pound ’em when we do!”
>An unamused frown crosses both your and Twilight’s faces, but the latter brushes it off quickly.
>”Now slow down; everpony just slow down,” she says, lifting a hoof to her temple.
>”We don’t even KNOW if he was abducted yet, we’re just taking shots in the dark. We need SOME sort of information to go on before we start stamping our hooves and making bold declarations. I was hoping the princess would get back to me soon, but…”

>>30368992
>”Yeah, that all sounds real nice Twilight,” Applejack remarks, unconvinced, “but considerin’ the circumstances, ah ain’t one fer just sittin’ on flank while some scoundrel runs off with stallionfolk from mah home-town. ‘Sides, where’r we s’possed to get ‘information’ from? His house, ya’ think?”
>The farm mare’s comment lights a torch in your brain, and you raise a hoof in an effort to gain their attention.
“We could double check his home, but I believe more aggressive action may suit our cause better,” you point out, turning to Twilight.
“The letter mentioned a specific place to meet. The train tracks on the south side, correct?” you say, a determined look gracing your face, “That place is very last one of which we can be quite sure Anonymous was. If we go there, we may manage to find some clue as to his whereabouts. The extra information would ALSO do us well should the princess contact us with the worst, wouldn’t you agree?”
>Twilight’s brow rises and she quickly looks to your other two companions, exchanging looks with them for a moment before their faces also harden resolutely.
“I know where I’m going, ladies,” you say with some spirit, flashing each of them a look, “Who’s with me?”
>”The sooner the better!” Twilight affirms, turning and flaring her horn to pull her worn saddlebag from the shelf behind her.
>”It’s not far at all. We could go and be back before dusk.”
>Both the pegasus and the earth pony rise from their seats on the ground, even more energized now that they had a plan of attack.
>”Ah’m ready, let’s go,” Applejack agrees without a moment of hesitance.
>”Let’s do this!” Dash adds, spreading her wings.
>The pegasus rises from the ground and bolts outside without another word.
>Twilight nearly trips over herself in an effort to chase after her, both you and AJ turning to follow close behind.

>>30369008
>“W-Wait, Dash! It might be dangerous! We should all – ugh! Alright!” the librarian bellows after her, turning a quick look to the two of you all of you step outside.
>”Move it, move it, move it! We got places to be!” a perky voice calls out from high above as the fresh air and the smell of grass hit your snout.
>You turn upwards to try and spot her, but the only thing you find is the afternoon sun stinging your eyes.
>Twilight, clearly unhappy with your starting pace, rushes forward then stops short, nearly tripping over herself again before reversing her direction and trotting back toward the house.
>”Hey c’mooon!” the pegasus whines, but the lavender mare pays her no heed, her quick pace carrying her right back to the front door.
>Standing in the crack of its arch is her assistant; he’d come to the front to wave you goodbye before you set out.
>You turn your ears instinctively, curious, and you catch the very end of a rushed but nonetheless genuine-sounding apology.
>You hear something else as well.
>The mare instructs her male ward in no subtle language that the library is to be closed while the three of you are gone.
>She also tells him to lock the door behind them, and not to answer it or open it for anypony he himself didn’t know or trust implicitly.
>The young dragon seems slightly puzzled by the seriousness of her tone, but nonetheless chuckles and mentions something about needing to get some cleaning done anyways.
>Twilight taps him gently on the cheek with the point of her snout before moving to close the door, whispering something more to him just out of earshot as it shuts.
>As she walks away from her home and nears you, you reach out and pat her gently on the back, attempting to ease her troubled expression with a smile.
“We should only be out for a few minutes,” you assure her.
>”Yeah,” she says, sparing you a quick glance before turning back.
>“I’m just, uh… yeah. Let’s go.”

>>30369020
>”I coulda’ been there and back already!” the skyward voice bleats.
>”I HIGHLY doubt that,” Twilight mutters.
>”I COULD SO have don—!“
>”OKAAAY!” Twilight barks back at the whingeing pegasus, hiking up her saddlebag in irritation.
>”Time’s ‘a wastin’ girls,” Applejack adds before turning, taking only a moment to readjust her hat before breaking out into a light jog, her path loosely acclimating to a blurry cyan spec in the cloudless sky above.
>”C’mawn! We’ll make it there right quick if’n we double-time it!”
>You pat the huffy unicorn on the back, nodding toward the light brown mare in the distance as you turn to follow her.
“It’s time,” you say, filling your chest with air in preparation for the change in adrenaline.
>You rush forward not a moment later, following the lead set by the blond mare ahead of you.
>The clop and thud of hooves at your immediate rear confirms that your purple companion is following close behind.
>For a while, the world becomes refreshingly simple.
>Your mind has to put away more worrying thoughts and instead focus its concern on the breakneck pace your physically admirable colleagues were setting for your party as you crossed town and headed toward the south side.
>You don’t ask AJ to slow down once; the idea of being alone with your thoughts just so you might imagine what was happening to your human companion right now is far less pleasant than your absent musings on how a pony could run so fast for so long without tiring.
>This tactic actually proves effective for a time, but, unfortunately, not forever.
>As you and your friends rush, cutting across roads, speeding down streets and passing quaint pony houses, your cruel mind sneaks back up on you.
>Soon you’re pondering things about him.
>Pointless, unhelpful things.
>You wonder if he’s in a house or if he’s exposed to the elements.
>You wonder how long he’s truly been away.

>>30369026
>There wasn’t any sort of specific marking or indicator on the letter you found in his home, so you had no idea if he was a night and a half away, or a few DAYS out.
>He could be out in the open right now, forced to travel with his captors.
>He could be hidden away somewhere, too, tucked in a place where nopony could see and nopony would know.
>Except for the ones who took him of course.
>Maybe they were already where they wanted to be…
>Maybe they already had him right where they wanted him.
>You face scrunches in discomfort at the thought, a slew of dark, terrible places for dark, terrible deeds cropping up in your head one by one with an almost unnerving efficiency.
>Your grim musings continue for so long that you lose track of yourself and even your exhaustion.
>With time, the farm mare’s rear end became her hip, and then her barrel, and then you passed her altogether, your chest pounding as you unwittingly took point and charged far ahead.
>You’d been successful at keeping your fear at bay for so long, but now that it was running wild in you, there was no limit to your energy.
>No matter how hard you pushed you couldn’t seem to leave behind the thoughts of Anonymous – gentle, thoughtful Anonymous – being tied up somewhere, surrounded by creatures he didn’t know and didn’t want to know.
>The human was probably terrified and depressed, but still holding out hope that somepony would come for him, to end whatever torments his kidnappers were putting him through.
>Each horrible doubt fueled you, took you closer and closer to your objective.
>Eventually, the hum of the townsponies and their various day-to-day died down and became a footnote in the back of your mind.
>The hard but tidy stone under your hooves broke into untended dirt, and then again into sturdy planks and steel rails as you merged onto a new path.

>>30368921
That's cool. It just doesn't hold my personal interest, and this did.
>>30368917
Autistic bait is so weak you're not even worth an image.

0/10.

>>30369034
>Each new step you take thuds against worn hardwood or clangs against metal, and eventually the tracks ahead of you become a comforting blur, an easy outline with which to complete your task.
>It isn’t until you start to notice the distant, hoarse echo of your name being shouted that you break from your exhaustion-tinted trance and finally slow yourself.
>”Rarity! H-Hol’ up a second!” a deep voice says behind you, cutting itself short.
>”T-Twilight’s—“
>You stop in place and turn back toward your friend, watching as the farm mare briskly trots forward to make up the small gap that had previously cut between you.
>Unfortunately, your third ground-bound companion is much, much farther away, dancing against the background of distant Ponyville as she tries to make up your ground.
>It’s only now that your pace catches up with you, and you have to crouch down to make sure you don’t fall over from the energy you just expended.
>You hadn’t thought of it much until now, but you hadn’t eaten any breakfast, and your lunch had been, well…
>Cut short.
>It was probably a miracle that you were still standing right now with how hard you went at it.
>Shoulders hunched, you hang your head and pant in place, lungs still burning with desperation as you try to get back your wind.
>The heat in around your face has intensified so much that you have to lift a foreleg to swipe away the sweat beginning to trickle down it from all sides, cringing in mild disgust as, not have anything to wipe it on, you simply hang your tarnished hoof out to your side and hope for it to dry.
>Far ahead of you and straight forward is the treeline of the Everfree; from that, you can assume that you’re facing east, now.
>To your left and to the northeast, far down the rails, was the dusty path back to town.
>In the opposite direction, much farther away, mind you, was the far-off town of lights, Las Pegasus.

>>30369046
>Though you were a little ways away now, it was still a touch unnerving how close Anonymous had been to town before he vanished, only just beyond city limits.
>A few minutes jog if you had to estimate, though you hadn’t been paying much attention on the way.
>Ponyville was a small town, sure, but it still saw its share of troubles.
>Its citizenry vanishing in the night wasn’t usually one of them.
>”Don’t mean’ta nag ya’ an’ all…” Applejack says, gesturing at you, “But that-there probably ain’t safe.”
>Still puffing loudly and half submerged in your thoughts, you shoot the mare a dazed look and peer around, puzzling at her comment until your eyes tilt groundward and you notice, with some surprise, that you were currently laying on the outbound train tracks you’d followed to get here.
>Understanding her point immediately, you force your torn and tired limbs to lift you up with a huff, carrying yourself from the dangerous spot to a new one closer to your light-brown friend before plopping down.
>”Didn’ know you had that in ya’,” Applejack comments in a puff of breath as she removes her hat and swipes a foreleg across her moist brow, turning back to watch for your approaching companion.
>It takes another minute or so, but eventually Twilight begins to hobble into speaking distance again.
>However bad you had to assume you looked right now, the bookish librarian had to look far, far worse in comparison, and further still below the outdoorsmare catching her breath at your side.
>Her legs wiggle with every step, and her body slinks low to the ground as she plods up to you, her face a picture of warmed-up death.
>”Cuh-ugh… I’m comi—AHHAH!“ she manages to choke out, cutting herself short with a gasp that utterly bowls her over as a flash of blue crashes down directly at her side.
>”’Bout time!” Dash chirps loudly, ignoring the toppled unicorn.

>>30369054
>”Ya’ see anything up there, Dash?” Applejack asks, peering back over her shoulder to examine the landscape ahead.
>”Nuh uh,” the pegasus returns glumly with a shake of her head.
>”Not yet, at least. I GUESS we should probably look around down here to make sure…”
>”I… ah-… agree…” the dying unicorn beside her remarks, gesturing with a hoof from her spot on the ground.
>You attempt to swallow the dryness in your mouth and shakily get to you hooves again.
>”Ya’ll, uh… need a minute?” Applejack asks, eyeing each of you with somewhat mirthful concern.
“No,” you pant out quickly, shaking your head, “I’m fine. Let’s get searching.”
>The farm mare turns with a smirk, stepping toward the other unicorn in your company.
>”Yeah sure, ‘we’. Alright, c’mawn… up an’ at ’em, cowpoke,” she says, stooping to lift her friend off of the ground.
>Twilight mutters a winded thank-you as she takes her friend’s hoof up and then wraps a noodly foreleg around her sturdy withers, steadying herself.
>Rainbow Dash nods and lifts off, softening her usual speed on the ascent and instead gliding just a head or two above your party, hovering just far enough to get a good look at the ground as she went.
>The four of you move in silence for a few minutes, your breath slowly and somewhat painfully returning as you plod along.
>You frequently swipe a hoof through your mane in a vain attempt to keep yourself a semblance of presentable, but give up quickly with the knowledge that you were probably just spooning more sweat and grime into it for your trouble.
>Twilight, having just recently come back to life, now tails you closely.
>Her head is hung and swiveling like a dog on the trail of scent, and her eyes are narrowed to slivers from the force of her focus on the dry dirt and sediment crunching beneath her hooves.
>She doesn’t even seem to notice you looking back at her.

>>30369066
>Applejack has taken to kicking over rocks and stones as you pass them, clearly invested but incapable of finding something that just wasn’t appearing.
>You hadn’t thought about this much, or maybe hadn’t cared to, but it was quite possible that the four of you would be out here for a long time, and there was no guarantee you’d find anything.
>All you could really do was keep moving and hope that you’d find some sign of what had happened.
>Between then and now, if there ever would be a ‘then’ in the first place, the four of you were lined up for a lot of nothing.
>Even Applejack, an easygoing mare you’d certainly refrain from calling impatient or any form thereof, looked like she was getting antsy from the harsh drop in energy your team was now experiencing.
>Eventually, the farm mare clears her throat and shoots a look your way, her face smoothing.
>”So, uh…” she begins, obviously trying to strike up a conversation, “How long’d you girls say you knew this fella for, again?”
>”End of summer,” comes Twilight’s succinct reply, her mind miles away.
“Mm… yes. I believe it was a little over two weeks ago?” you say, turning forward to follow in Twilight’s lead and scan the road.
“Yes, at least.”
>”Same!” a voice overhead pipes up.
>Applejack slowly trails up to your side, her face pensive as she plods along beside you.
“Guess that means ya’ll know ’im alright? Like ’im an’ all…?” she says, distant.
>You turn to her and offer an assuring smile, tilting your head.
”You’ve met him before. Didn’t you? Uh – like him, that is?” you say.
>You aren’t entirely keen on the topic of the human given the circumstances, but it was probably better than thinking about him IN the circumstances.
>Besides…
>If this is going where you think it’s going,…then talking about it is important, especially among your friends.

>>30369077
>The farm mare’s brow crinkles in thought as she peers up and away, her lips thinning.
>”Ah s’ppose so…” she replies after a moment.
>Her lackluster response gives you a moment of pause, your brow rising.
“You… suppose so?” you repeat, curious.
>She shrugs and peers away, but for a split second you see a hint of something in her eyes; discomfort, caution, the same sort you remember her having when you discussed her visit over lunch not so long ago.
>Like there was a part of her inside, a part that rarely disagreed with her conscious consensus on matters, popping up and pulling her in the other direction, giving her doubts as to whether or not she might be lying to herself, doubts she hadn’t quite settled.
>That’s how it seemed to you, at least.
>You face forward once more, scanning the path ahead before turning back toward her, offering her another kind look.
>”You don’t sound like you’re sure,” you comment carefully, “did he… put you off in some way?”
>”No no, it ain’t that, nothin’ like that – he was, uh… he was real, uh… well…” the farm mare fumbles, looking for the right word.
>”… Nice – ah guess.”
>There it is again.
>She turned, but you saw it.
>Like she can’t make up her mind but she doesn’t want to admit it.
>You chuckle softly and peer down at the dirt, intending to take some of the pressure off of her so that she might speak her mind more clearly.
>You need to be careful about how you broach this situation.
>Give her space,
”I see…” you say.
>You leave the space afterward with the intention for her to elaborate, but when the soft-spoken mare remains tight-lipped you decide to be proactive again.
“How did he seem to you specifically? – besides ‘nice’, I mean.”
>Applejack quiets for a moment, collecting her thoughts.
>In the corner of your eyes you see Twilight lift her head and turn to listen in, clearly interested in what answer she might come up with.

>>30369088
>”Well, uh… he was, uh…” Applejacks tries, her face twisting, “Big? – ah guess. ‘Tall’r whatever…?”
“Mmm,” you hum to signal that you’re listening – but not TOO closely, just close enough.
>Applejack rotates her shoulders in a visual attempt to loosen up her stiff withers, wetting her dry lips with her tongue before going on.
>”Yeah, uh… big. And he looked pretty, w-well… you know,” she says, vaguely gesturing with her hoof, “Looked… ‘put together’, you know? Real, uh… sturdy? And his eyes were real, real, uh… well... ya’ll know.”
>When none of you respond she reaches a hoof up and digs into her head, scratching it through her Stetson as she tries to form up the words.
>”WELL… ya’ll KNOW…” she says, gesturing with her hoof more deliberately now as she fumbles with her meaning.
“Intimidating?” you posit innocently.
>It comes out a little fast, too fast for your brain to double check the implication.
>Applejack’s face morphs into a frown for a split second and you notice your mistake instantly.
>”N-No, not intimidating’,” she says as she turns away from you, clearly put off guard.
>Twilight flashes you a weary look, her quick and subtle shake of the head reaffirming your flub.
“Ah wasn’t scared’r nothin’ if that’s what yer sayin’. That ain’t how it was,” Applejack clarifies explicitly.
“A-Ah, no, of course not, darling,” you reply, using the farm mare’s lack of attention to return Twilight a regretful look, “nopony’s saying that.”
>”I am!” a voice chimes in above, both the input and the content of their comment flinching you.
>”’Cause it’s startin’ smell up here. Smell like CHICKEN. Can you girls smell it?” the pegasus remarks as she fans her forelegs toward her snout, her sense of timing matched only by her lack of consideration for the mood, “Ooo yeah; that’s definitely chicken.”

>>30368601
>>30368786
>>30368833
Make one post nigger

Uh oh, here come the captchas.
>>30369096
>Applejack flips her gaze skyward, a disgruntled look crossing her face.
“Ohhh, don’t listen to her,” you say hastily, even now trying to cobble together your failure, “she doesn’t mean it, she’s just being—“
>”Don’t think just cause yer up there that ah can’t GIT TO YOU, Dash!” Applejack threatens, your attempt to smooth the relationship between yet another pony and the human clearly squashed.
>”Now that’s rich! Big bad farm mare’s shakin’ in her boots because of a colt and you think I’M scared of YOU?” Dash chortles, absently doing loopty-loops in the air now.
>“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll come down there to you. You’re probably scared of heights, too!”
>Twilight sighs in a beleaguered fashion and points her snout back toward the road, clearly ready to abandon the sinking ship that was trying to combat Applejack’s pride with Dash’s well-intentioned stupidity.
>The light brown mare snorts in anger and yanks down her hat, eyes already aflame for the fight that was almost certainly about the break out.
>”Ya’ll BEST take that back!” she growls.
>”Aww, okay sugarcube,” Dash replies patronizingly, her smirk growing, “I AM sorry; I’m sorry you’re such a PRISSY, TWINKLE-HOOFED little PANSYGIRL.”
>”Ohoh, now that tears it!” Applejack retorts as she yanks the hat from her head and tosses it onto the ground, “I’m gonna’ jam yer yappy little mouth RIGHT UP YER FL-FLA—“
>The angry earth pony stops short and wobbles in place, her voice cutting out and then morphing into a pained grunt as she trips and falls forward, her heavy frame slamming into the ground hard.
>Both you and Twilight stop to acknowledge her tumble, cringing slightly from the mild embarrassing event.
“Okay, ohhhhkay, now let’s everypony just caaalm down,” you say, reaching for the downed mare, “this isn’t helping.”

>>30369111
three seperate people dumbass

>>30369125
>Your message of peace is hampered somewhat by the intensified cackling overhead.
>AJ glares at the Pegasus, ignoring your hoof and instead moving to rise again by her own merit.
>Unsuccessfully.
>The first time she tries to get back to her hooves she slips and falls a second time, her rear left leg caught and stayed from rejoining her others.
>The farm mare growls and you hear a noise, a noise like tearing fabric as she once more tries to force herself up, her head whipping around with yours to find the obstruction.
>”The heck’s f-friggin’ got me?!” she barks angrily, her frustration boiling over as she tries to yank herself free from the slip of blue cloth tangled around her fetlock.
>”Consarn’d THING, GIT OFF’A M—“
”WAIT! STOP!” you cry, eyes widening.
>Applejack, to her credit, freezes in an instant, as if a rattlesnake was looming in front of her nose and poised to strike.
>”W-what?! What is it now!?” she gripes, following your eyes back to the article wrapped around her leg, “It’s just a rag blowin’ by in the wind!”
“That is NOT a rag,” you say defensively, gesturing at her again to stop moving.
>Twilight, who was ahead of you a moment ago, had since turned and come back to examine what was going on.
“Is… is that…?” she whispers, squinting her eyes.
>You say nothing, crouching down before the mare’s leg and flaring your horn in an attempt to carefully free it without doing more damage.
>The piece of fabric is caught securely between a jagged piece of wood from the edge of the train tracks and a sturdy bush of ground-crawling weeds, the middle of which was now snagged around your friend’s joint.
>Dash flutters in slowly, forgetting her antagonism for a moment to observe what you had found.
>”What?” she says, confused, “it’s IS just a rag…”

>>30369132
“I’ll have to beg your pardon,” you say, prickly, the light blue cloth slowly slipping free, “but I’ll say it again; this is NOT a rag. My work is art.”
>”Your wo-HURK—!?” Dash repeats before coughing and losing her air, the vengeful earth pony hoof that just collided with her gut doubling her over onto the ground.
>”Is that… a piece of his shirt? That blue one that you…?” Twilight asks as you hold up the torn ribbon of fabric, the individual threads on the frayed edges blowing delicately in the breeze.
>You nod.
>The other unicorn gets closer, and you dissipate your aura so that the piece of cloth can land gently into you hoof.
>”You’re sure?” Twilight continues, peering between you and it.
“This is my work,” you reaffirm with confidence, still eyeing the scrap in you possession carefully, “I’d know it anywhere. I made it special, custom. There’s nothing else like it.”
>”Wow…” the pegasus curled over at you side grunts, “good… eye...”
>You’d like to enjoy the compliment, but your mind in consumed with other things.
>Your head tips upward to examine the area immediately around you, scanning it carefully for anything else.
>”A torn-off piece of his shirt…” Twilight comments somberly, clearly picking up on your frame of mind.
>”Could be a sign of struggle…”
>”Shucks…” Applejack curses under her breath as she sits up on her haunches, leg free.
>”Aw jeez…” Dash adds, still clutching her gut as she gets to her hooves, “Somepony really snatch’ed him, didn’t they?”
>You frown and shut your eyes, trying hard not to face up to it, to reality.
“No,” you say, hoping dearly to be right.
“We need to keep looking. If this is here then-then—”
>You stand, abandoning weak rationalizations for action.

>>30369146
“Fan out, there has to be something else!” you reason, not waiting for their approval before you scramble to your hooves and whip around, eyes crawling over everything in sight.
>Dash takes flight and whizzes past you.
>A moment later your other two companions follow, each spreading themselves away from each other in different directions.
>For several harrowing minutes you do nothing but walk, search, crawl, your entire being put into any and every sense of perception you possessed.
>You clutch the piece of blue fabric against your breast, keeping it safe while you scoured, sweeping up the loose dirt and rocks with your limbs and your magic in an attempt to unearth something, anything.
>When you start to lose track of how long you’ve been at it your head jerks up and spins in place, spotting each of your companions hard at work.
>For a moment, you hope.
>For just a split second you hope that they won’t find anything.
>You hope that this is all just a big misunderstanding, and Anonymous is going to step out of treeline and wave you down, regale you with a compelling and interesting tale of his long night and tell you that everything is fine, that he’s safe.
>You hoped; that was your mistake.
>The very second you started deluding yourself was the very moment that Dash twisted in the air and dove down on something.
>You become stone, your form freezing solid as she fiddles with something nearby and several paces from the train tracks; she’s northeast, you must have just barely missed it on the way.
>As she rises from the ground she cups her hooves out in front of her, several shining somethings tumbling from them and back into the dirt.
>She makes a face and reaches back to try and reclaim some of them and, failing that, turns a quick look back toward your group.
>Her face is grim.
>”Uhh… girls?” she says, just loud enough for you to hear.

>>30369157
>You’re already moving toward her, the cloth from the blue fabric in your grasp waving up to caress your face.
>The others follow, both Twilight and AJ trotting forward to close the gap.
>”What? What is it?” the earth pony remarks as she draws up your side.
>The very moment you reach the flying pony she turns and presents you her findings, her imprecise hooves fighting to keep the item together as yet more of it tumbles down into the dirt.
>Each tiny piece twinkles with color as light from the sun hits them just right, the delicate beauty of each one sparkling as they descend back into the dirt, into the deeply sunken hoof print below.
>No, not a hoof print; that’s wrong.
>It’s a paw print, a large one formed under soft pads in a canine shape.
>”Oh no…” Twilight whispers soberly as she stops beside you, hoof resting against her head as she zeros in on the pile cupped in the pegasus’ hooves.
>”The princess… she wouldn’t have…”
>Clutched between Dash’s hooves, falling apart even now, are the shattered remains of what appears to be a cider glass.
>One of the largest pieces sits in the center of the pile, the massive crack slithering through the artfully drawn ‘A’ on the face glinting in the light for all to see.

oh yes
waterfall of green

so good

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>>30369166
Alright kids, that's all for now.

The story will be continuing tomorrow, and we'll be returning to Celestia's POV. If you're at all interested in what I have so far then I'll be updating again soon. Until then, I hope you enjoyed. Mark down mistakes where you see'em, tell me what you think, etc.

The Aftershock Pastebin and been updated, and it once again here: https://pastebin.com/k4uKn6Va

>>30369222
Love it. Post more please. would fellate you properly but I gotta go to work.

>>30369235
Oh shit, are you actually >>30368905? Yeah, go to work man. Please don't actually ruin your living situation for my horsewords, lol.

>>30369222
Loving it.

>>30369222
i luv u bby

>>30365732
>human pussy slut
Proof that fetishism is a circular plane.

>>30369222
I love your greens, Ghouls. It's definitely at a level where I reread it just to study your prose.

>>30365732
>Human pussy slut
welp, we've come full circle

Just a heads up
>>30356548
>>30368197
Some fag is probably going to try and start shit here again when it's time for the new thread.

>>30369222
Keep doing gods work my disgusting undead friend.

>>30369568
Good thing Nof has made the last 4 or so threads then.

>>30369222
nice, can't wait for more

>>30369258
nah mang, that's a different dude, I said I got off work. Not that I went on break. However I will do him a favor and fellate your work for him, looking forward to the next update. Confused as to how the Diamond Dog got ahold of him, but that isn't even talking about the destroyed mug, skin the mutts for that transgression.

What's the RGRE equivalent of girls from my animes hugging a man's face into her chest/breasts? What would guys do to get the same effect?

>>30369907
Well, considering stallions would have chest fluff, and you're a human so at best you'd have wiry hair... you're fucked.

>>30369907
Guys at the top of the stairs walk crotch first into a girls face, rubbing in the sent of their junk.

>>30369907
Standing hugs so that their sheath presses against the mare's belly.

>>30369907
Speaking as a literal faggot, feeling arms strong enough to crush steel softly hold you is the closest equivilant for a human, while RGRE stallions would have chest fluff and their manes to wrap their scent around the mare they liked by nuzzling their neck.

>>30370125
Are you the Cadence/Shining 3some poster?

>>30370271
There's at least three of us i think, i've only mentioned that once in this general though, i'm not THAT much of a faggot.

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>>30365684
That's a nice opinion
Allow me to rebuff your statment

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She wants you to ride on her back so she can 'carry' you.

I want Rarity to lick my nips

>>30370606
>Being able to carry around your mate on your back is a feat of strength
>Celestia is smug as fuck as she carries Anon around on her back around Canterlot
>Anon is still unused to pony behaviour and is kind of uncomfortable wondering if he's some kind of hood ornament

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>>30370623
>not wanting to lick Rarity's nips

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>>30370729
I want her to lay on me, back to chest and just spend half an hour massaging her teats.

>>30370766
>"Rarity, you're so lucky. Stallions usually HATE big teats!"
"Mmmm. Anonymous just can't get enough of them, darling~"

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>>30370766
I'd rather play with this one's larger, more superior, teats

>>30370832
>human
and its shit good job

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>>30370832
>ayy lmao monster high
>superior

>>30370841
>Big tits
>Child-bearin' hips
>Nips through shirt
>Thong around legs
>"its shit"
We got /hhh/ in here again? Because a bunch of literal actual gay men are posting in this thread.

>>30370863
>no hooves

Fuck off faggot.

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>>30370841
>>30370853

Bois were made for gurl puzzy

>>30370871
>no hooves
this meme again? what's next, unironically reeeeeing about glim glam?

>>30370853
>Being this assmad over something that's canon

>>30370872
I want to argue but that poof is irresistible.

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>>30370832
>>30370863
You ruined it. The conversation was about cute ponies and you decided to inject humans into it.

Completely ruined.

>>30370899
Here we go. Perhaps this will surpass the battening.

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>>30370899
I didn't say anything about canon, barbiefag, I posited that pony remains superior over doug people.

>>30370899
yes
canon in its own isolated universe

>>30370912
>doug people
I don't know what this means.

>>30370911
I'll stop.

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>>30370933

>>30370943
Fuck me, I remember that show. It was the greatest. Wasn't there an episode where Doug was... I don't know, dipping a banana into a can of pizza sauce or something? It was during the end part where he writes in his journal about whatever went down that day.

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>>30370911
Still don't know why super autismo latched onto cute bats of all things.

>>30370960
>super autismo
You answered your own question.

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>>30369166
>>30369222

>>30370960
Bat is sad because she's infibulated

>>30371086
But she's still got her ovaries so what's the problem.

>Anon and Waifu are planning their wedding.
>Celestia shows up and cites an old law giving her the right to sleep with the groom the night before his wedding.

Plot twist: no sex just cuddling as a way to bless the union

>>30371198
>Plot twist: no sex just cuddling as a way to bless the union
BLUE
BOARD

>He warned them
>By god, he tried to warn them
>But they they didn't listen
>After all, what the heck does a coolt know about Nanime
>But they learned
>They learned the UNDENIABLE truth of the universe

>people may die, but SAO is forever.

>>30371285
Fuck i forgot to delete the name

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>>30371198
>she does this for all her male guards and friends when they're getting married
>tells them if their wives make them cry they'll have to answer to her

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>>30371296
That's cute.

Big protective mama swan Celestia.

>>30370943
>>30370853
>>30370912
Could you at LEAST try coming up with an original insult instead of parroting shit other people say?
It's totally uninspired.

>>30371296
>>30371400
>Nobody will ever EVER be this protective or caring of your feelings and general well-being
>Ever.

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>>30371441
It's okay Anon, you get used to it.

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>>30371441
>Anon who often feels this feel arrives in Equestria
>He tries to push ponies away thinking they're not sincere and playing with his feelings

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>>30371465
Could be worse. Could be dead.

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>>30371481
>>He tries to push ponies away thinking they're not sincere and playing with his feelings
>implying this would stop them
OH SHIT BOI
HOPE YOURE READY FOR SOME FORCIBLE SNUGGLIN

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>>30371481
>>30371544
Ain't nothin stopping the princess from making a stallion smile.

>>30371544
B-But Anon. She's not real.

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>>30371639
She's Princess motherfucking Celestia. She will tear reality a new asshole and make herself real, just to wrap you in her wings.

>>30371441
I did. But I lost her. I was a foolish man, Anon.

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>tfw this thread has more Tia fun than /sun/

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>>30371753
hey that's super

good for you guys

>>30371753
That's because this thread doesn't get triggered when somebody creates the thread on the wrong day of the week. /sun/ doesn't deserve Celestia's smile.

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>>30371667
Any second now.

Bullshit I hate cuddles. Celestia stay away from me. I don't want any.

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>>30371832

I wonder what would happen when Anon triggers Equestrias magic to make him sing a song about his feelings. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ov27kZbbVts

>>30371832
>not wanting to snuggle into her magic mane just to see what it'd feel like

>>30371951
>tfw you have a different voice actor for singing
>start to wonder if you're part of the show and always have been

>>30370863
Horsepussy > Human pussy > no pussy

>>30371951
>tfw you're completely happy and fulfilled but you're convinced that /mlp/ is deciding each of the songs you sing next regardless of how appropriate or descriptive the song is.

>>30371984
>>tfw you have a different voice actor for singing
>your voice is so shit that Equestria's native magic subs someone elses' voice in

>>30371408
could you try to respect the original show characters instead of posting those shit people?

it's totally uninspired.

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>>30371951
>>30371984
>>30372009
I can't believe there isn't a single green about Equestria and its magical music properties.

>>30371951
>The horrid and unguided existential dread that comes with being torn away from home and dropped in a totally alien world.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=54sSF5JS_HA

>>30372030
>Frontline

To this day I have not played a fps that was as good as that for me.

>>30372029
There's Tacet.

>>30372030
>>30372036
Man I adored Medal of Honor. I played the shit out of that when I was little.

>>30371951
>"Hey Anon! I perfected a new spell! Wanna see it?"
>Turning around you find Twilight smiling up at you
"Sure Purplesmart. Whats it do?"
>She gets a devilish grin on her face
>"YOU HEARD HIM CONSENT EVERYONE!"
>She shouts to the mares around you
>A sudden feeling of dread fills you as her horn lights up and the spell washes over you
>In a panic you grab her by her front legs and bring her up to your face
"TWILIGHT WHAT DID YOU JUST DO TO ME!?"
>"Nothing harmful Anon. I just used a spell on you that should make you express your inner feelings through the magic of song."
>The fear pulls back as you realize she wasnt turning you into a pony or something even worse
>Fucking TF fags
>The wave of relief pulls back as you hear the very familiar wailing of a guitar
>You dont even have time to curse before your mouth opens as the song pours from it against your will
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWgltXN_S-4
>Every mare within earshot is watching you intently
>As you spill your proverbial guts about your hidden perversion
>Wings and tails raise to the sky as you belt out your desire to fuck
>Finally the song as over and you stand there panting
>The silence filling the town was broken by Rainbow Dash
>"I told you that your spell didnt work. He just same the same song you did when you cast it on yourself Twi."
>You meet eyes with the Purple Princess and you would swear that her pupils were shaped like hearts at that very moment.