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Alone in Equestria Girls Verse #18.1: Sorry I fucked up edition

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Prompt:
>Hey girls, you ever wonder why Anon is always alone?

>I'm new to this thread, what is exactly the context of it?
Someone makes an offhand comment on why Anon is always alone and one of the girls goes and does a thing to try and be his friend.

>Completed Stories:
AxiiAnon: http://pastebin.com/UaSFJ58z
Sea Urchin: http://pastebin.com/9YUE3LRe (Finished)
Trenchcoat Anon: https://pastebin.com/88DRSicq
CPAT: https://pastebin.com/dh4WHhqj

>Alive writefags:
YFNAnon: http://pastebin.com/4k2SieWK
FateAnon: http://pastebin.com/L7sgqV8k
Damynorb: http://pastebin.com/UcG73ANS
DeathGripAnon: http://pastebin.com/HH67Nng5
Sea Urchin: https://pastebin.com/AXpxfVpq
Nayaa: http://pastebin.com/NpeRphZ7
Cookiesfh: http://pastebin.com/gVG1KJpP
Celestia Anon: http://pastebin.com/qxxXNVfN
>Unknown situation writefags
Old Demon Anon: http://pastebin.com/9AQpBHbU
GeistAnon: http://pastebin.com/rpZwgzfe
EDM_NONNY: http://pastebin.com/Z0WmT9Jp
Fapman (A faget): http://pastebin.com/bm4gnTS3
digitalstan: http://pastebin.com/s6mbHd4x
>Dead writefags: Big list.
SciAnon: http://pastebin.com/u/SciAnon
Normie: http://pastebin.com/fzYF9GCT
Spergatron: http://pastebin.com/sBqXdBy5
Out-Of-Three-Names: http://pastebin.com/QLtvtmRv
SummonedWritefag: http://pastebin.com/S2QJSpV1
Scootal00: http://pastebin.com/mUZCFGvc
Namelessfag: http://pastebin.com/9UfNxjVj
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>>30681343
Again I'm really sorry, had to do it from mobile, please have this sunny.
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>>30681343
New thread smell
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>Anon goes to Equestria
>But not really
>Equestria Girls
>Is fucking confused
>And really fucking salty
>He didn't even follow that shit, thinks Sunset is an OC character made exclusively for EqG, doesn't know she's a pony from Equestria.
>Is a teen again
>Makes it hard to have more than the suit he was wearing for an interview before he ended up there
>Especially when he's a literal anomaly, without a family nor a social security.
>The only reason he's even at canterlot high school is because nobody really asked him what he was doing.
>He just followed a girl he recognized to be one of the >no hooves mane six to their classes and bullshitted his way into being a student.
>He sleeps at school like a hobo.
>Hard to make friends when he has no money, no place to live and with only the wrinkled suit he wears everyday like the poorfag he's become for clothes.
>Did he mention he was really fucking salty about the no ponies thing?
>Because he was really fucking salty about the no ponies thing and it shows.
>One day, Sunset Shimmer catches one of his monologuing rants about >no hooves
>"...and fucking really, a principal? This place's Princess Celestia is the fucking principal of a public school in "Ambiguous city" USA? Why not a princess? There's plenty of places with monarchs still! And what the fuck does a vice-principal even do? This was a bigger mistake than Princess Twilight."
>Sunset thinks he's a pony from the portal if he knows Princess Celestia and Princess Twilight.
>Starts having an eye on him
>Notices most of the above things. Makes special note that he has no place to stay and eats only cafeteria food.
>She isn't that well off either, but at least she has a roof over her head.
>>Hey girls, you ever wonder why Anon is always alone?
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>>30681907
>AngryAnon in >nohooves Equestria
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Why is Rainbow Dash seem like the only one who wears her magic geode thing all the time? I dont recall seeing anyone else with theirs.
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>>30682343
they brought that up in a short actually
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>>30682365
Yeah thats what i mean.
In the pet short for example, fluttershy could have had her pendant to talk to animals, although she seemed okay for it.
In the monday blues short, Rainbow Dash uses her geode to get to school, burning her shoes.

But what about everyone else? I figured they should all be wearing them after that movie magic short.
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Update coming tomorrow. Ish.
Tomorrow, Wednesday.
One of those.
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>>30682847
Who dis?
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>>30682864
Sci
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>>30682977
You don't have your name up dude.
>>30681354
>>30681343
Also.
>Came back from work to see new art
Bueno.
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>>30682977
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>>30682999
>new art
That pic is old m8.
And looks like the guy who's going to update is Sea
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>>30681907
Oh, this could have a neat turn out. If Sunset manages to seduce him, by accident or purpose, does he hold onto her like a dying man drowning for horsepussy, or does he reeee and call her a mutant?
>>30682977
Uh huh. Carry on baitman
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>>30683017
>Jokes are bait
Oh boy
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>>30682977
He's finally back?
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>>30683032
what do you think
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>>30682999
Speaking of art, how bout some of bite me once anon?
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>>30682847
I believe in you fag
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Bamp
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i'm trying to read through YFN's story, but i'm having a really hard time keeping interest through the second chapter. the flashback dream sequence is so tiresome and boring.
can i skip it without missing much? he was doing such a nice job of showing and not telling before that point.
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>>30682977
Every new thread someone brings him up...

Get over it, he was a shit writefag anyway.
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>>30684645
Im trying to recall which one you're talking about. I'd say finish it anyway, but if you're losing interest, you could probably skip so long as nothing important is going on.
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>>30685356
Post more TwiTwi you cuck.
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>>30685444
Trips demand it, we need more twiggles
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>>30685444
Fuck you mister Trips, she's mine.
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>>30685498
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>>30685506
M O M M Y
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>>30685506
>had a qt gf
>practically carbon copy of twiggle
>tfw gf didn't love me
>tfw i finally got her back

Still hurts bros
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>>30681907
Writefags? Please
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>>30685553
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>>30686133
Maybe, don't hold me to that though.
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Aspiring writefag here. I wanna write something for you guys, but I'm still in the brainstorming phase. What do you guys think of this?
>crime is on the rise in Canterlot
>gang violence has quadrupled and drugs begin flowing into schools
>humane7 are troubled by this, but don't know what to do other than urge others to stay clean
>Enter Anon, ex-SWAT member turned School Resource Officer
>Officer Anon begins cleaning up the school
>Officer Anon proceeds to clean up the city any way he can
>Humane7 are troubled when they realize just how far Anon is willing to go protect and serve
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>>30681343
Yo, i like that OP pic
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>>30687099
I'm interested

>>30687371
Sadly the drawfag is ded.
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>>30687473
You're bullshitting me
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>>30687099
interesting, but how would schoolgirls wind up getting involved with SRO-turned-batman?

you would probably need some way for the school to be central to the city's crime spree, and guarantee continued interaction with the girls and anon. you could try a variation of a "black market for magic" and the girls are targeted because of their innate magic, and the best way for criminals (of the non-magical type, so beyond the girls' purview of expertise and experience) to get them all at once (because their magic only works together) would be to target them at school.
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>>30687941
Well, I'm thinking for starters, the girls would probably just introduce themselves to Anon. Them being the friendly, good-natured, and popular girls they are, it makes sense to me that they'd want to talk with him. Hell, the SRO I had in school was awesome. Super chill and loved to shoot the shit with kids. Of course, I've also got a few darker ideas. As for keeping them interacting, I've also got some ideas. I don't want to put to much out there, but I'm thinking he gets roped into helping with school events, or one of the younger faculty members let's slip that they went to school with Anon, and that he's a lot different than he used to be. This spurs the girls into asking more about him.

I don't know how I feel about the black magic, though. It feels a little similar to what NaOH is doing over in fingerbang, and I'm not sure I want Anon to be more concerned about protecting the girls over all the other students, or even the general populace. I'll take it into consideration though.
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>>30688102
>similar to what NaOH is doing over in fingerbang
link? all i see is the dash romance storyline
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>>30688300
>dash romance story
Yeah, that's it.
https://pastebin.com/rQQ97EWC
It's long as fuck, but I thought it was kinda interesting. Sort of a cross over with Hotline Miami. The black magic stuff doesn't come up until WFD: A second chance.
https://pastebin.com/f46HtqJQ
The gist of it is that aside from drugs and shit, a gang begins kidnapping young girls to sell off as sex slaves, and Anon puts on a mask and begins viciously murdering them to protect his friends. Anon causes so much death and destruction that dark energy starts to spring up. If the girls don't find a way to stop it, it'll throw the harmony of the world outta wack or some shit, and doom the world.
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>>30687601
WRITE YOU FAGGOT!
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>>30688390
Nothing like a murderous rampage to set off a dark magic bomb. Classic. Speaking of, isn't the writefag about to begin his seasonal updates again?
>>30688102
Should be good either way. Just don't die on us. Also, if you do start writefagging, do you know our general rules for writefags aspiring to be placed on the bin?
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>>30688489
NaOH? He actually just updated a little while ago. And no, I didn't know there where rules, can you explain?
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>>30688519
Sure thing. As a precedence set by writefags dropping like flies after SciAnon left (only for Axii Anon to take up the thread on his back), we instituted a rule for new writefags to be able to update at least twice in 2 consecutive threads. At which point we add them to the alive list, after at least 3 threads then they get moved to the MIA/Unknown writefag list, and if they don't post after 2 threads in that spot, or at least check in, then they are considered dead. In the event of a writefag being placed in the unknown list the need to post in 2 consecutive threads again. Other than that, that's everything.
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>>30688540
Sounds fair enough, thanks
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>>30688459
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>>30688565
No problem. Oh, there was one last rule I forgot, absolutely no Outside chats, be they Discord or otherwise. And that's everything. Good night then.
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>>30688629
>no outside chats
Good. That shit is elitist cancer. You should see what happened to /nst/ when the writefags all got into skype. Dick sucking and faggotry all over the place except for Urchin who turned down the invite
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>>30688390
This sounds interesting. Gonna gove it a read
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>>30688390
oh damn. i read half of "a second chance" first chapter and thought the writefag just put a lot of thought into the lore or something. well, considering what i've read so far about the first story, i think i'll skip it.
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>>30690326
I havent read it or caught up, but it seems like its more focused on the violence and harem stuff, but less on lore maybe? Again I havent read it, only gleaned bits and bobs from the few updates each thread.
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>>30690621
Its been a while since I read through the first half, but I think the first part is more focused on Dash rather than a harem type thing, while A Second Chance definitely goes heavy on the harem.
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>>30690788
Yeah that sounds about right, i only read one or two posts, he seems to have some kind of points system with the characters, dont know why. Is that kind of thing in hotline miami?
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>>30692298
Nah. I'm pretty sure it means jack shit in the long run, but it's just a way of showing how character's opinion of Anon changes. I think it's kinda cool.
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>>30692362
Oh yeah nah yeah i'm not too fussed about it, would be handy to help show relationships, and how they treat eachother. But yeah nah its alright mate.
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So, here we are once more, and by that I mean so here I am failing to deliver once more...
Please end me
So by combination of a planned speed running competition of Dark Souls I didn't know was being held at my apartment and it fucking up my sleeping schedule I haven't got the update
It's almost there, but I'm still short a few posts
I will be updating in the morning though
On the bright side I was able to fufill an old dream of mine
Making a character with a longer stamina bar then health bar
So forgive me once again and look forward to the next update, tomorrow ;~;
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>>30693162
Get fit or get hit, the code to live by.
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>>30693162
I'm just gonna start anticipating your updates a day or two after you announce it.

Enjoy your souls though.
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>>30693631
Would you?
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>>30693162
F
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>>30693631
Hey I drew that
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>>30694725
Neat
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>>30693793
Yes.
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>>30694725
I save all the cute art people make.
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Continued from: https://pastebin.com/LLukQs1V

>Much like before when you last ventured this deep into a mind you instinctively halt before entering
>You can’t help but stare at the emptiness as you stand at the threshold of the subconscious
>A gnawing sense of trepidation rises from within you as you gaze into the abyss
>Perhaps it’s the sight of the light from your side flowing into the darkness and somehow brightening the nothingness that is the floor that inspires fear
>Or maybe it’s the unease you get from plunging into the depths of the mind no one, not even the its owner, truly ever sees that’s set you on edge
>Whatever causes it is you manage to overcome the growing feeling of dread that hangs in your mind as you step foot into the darkness
>You carefully venture further past the threshold, one step at a time, until you’re fully submerged within the darkness
>With a startlingly noisy *SLAM* from behind you find yourself entrenched in almost total darkness as the light from behind you disappears
>You find only yourself illuminated by the dim blue light that radiates from Dream Cutter as you peer over your shoulder
>Nothing but pitch black whence you entered
>It seems you can only press forward into the unknown
>As you continue to cover ground in the dark you begin to miss sound
>Before at least the hum of the lights and your own footsteps kept you company, but in here there is nothing
>Not even your breath, as you don’t need to breathe
>There’s no feeling of air rustling past as you move either
>The only real use of your senses besides surveying the empty expanse ahead of you is the feeling of solid ground below your feet
>Could you not see your feet moving you wouldn’t know if you were traversing any ground
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>>30696861
It’s the feeling of sensory deprivation that makes you the most uncomfortable
>You don’t know why this place even exists as it is
>That being as simply a void
>Perhaps it has something to do with how you infiltrate the mind?
>Using magic to give the mind itself to forge a world for you to traverse
>Maybe instead of a void the unconscious simply paints a canvas that a conscious mind can’t comprehend?
>It’s actually quite an interesting thought to mull ov—
>”it…”
>You stop your attempt to distract yourself with idle meandering as you hear, something
>The dying echoes of a voice?
>Had it not been for the absence of any and everything you might not have caught it, but any change is enough to notice here
>You can’t quite tell what direction it’s coming from, but you don’t think direction really matters here anyway
>The best thing to do would be to resume walking, and hopefully you’ll encounter someth—
>”ou…”
>This time whatever it is seems less faint, enough so that you can tell a general direction in which it’s coming from and be almost sure that it was indeed a voice
>Your footsteps increase in frequency as you hurry towards hopefully the source of the voice and the corruption you’ve come to purge
>The solid hard ground beneath gives way to a much softer almost carpet-like surface as you stride forth
>”ster…”
>Another echo of a voice reaches your ears, this time from someone else
>The voice sounds similar somehow, and much clearer than the first fragment of sound you heard
>”Unforgivable…”
>The increasing frequency of different voices renews your vigor as you feel joy brewing within for finding anything down here in the deep
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>>30696872
>You can see something in the distance
>Like a tiny splotch of color on an otherwise black landscape
>As you close the distance between you and the unmoving dot you begin to notice other specks around it appearing and vanishing from sight alongside more discernible words
>”you?”
>”-o that…”
>”faker…”
>Though what you hear isn’t very cohesive you can get a general feel from their inflection
>That being, disappointment
>Getting ever so closer you can at least make out the color of the still dot in the distance
>”human being…”
>Grey and green
>That’s probably Anon, or another representation of him
>”-l a lie?”
>Can’t exactly tell what he’s doing though
>While squinting you can tell what seems to be standing around him, or in this case who
>It appears to be Sunset
>No wait, now Rainbow Dash
>”-ess I was wrong.”
>Their voices seem to reverb slightly, but you now can match the voices easily as you proceed towards them
>Along with being able to hear what they say entirely
>”Ah guess he took us all fer a ride.”
>Applejack?
>It seems as each of them speak they appear in front of Anon before fading away as the next talks
>Are they reprimanding Anon?
>”Well how great is that, not only does Nonners the terrible take us for a ride he likes to help book his mom for flights too!”
>What on Earth is Ms. Pie referring to?
>When Anon finally becomes clearly discernible you can see he looks so small compared to the disappearing and reappearing girls
>Almost like he’s sitting on the non-existent ground
>”A morbid joke Pinkie, but most certainly fitting for a bakemono like Anon-me.”
>Even Twilight is verbally lashing him?
>Just what’s going on?
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>>30696893
>It’s only as Twilight is fading away do you notice how twisted her face is by the absolute contempt present on it
>The sight is enough to take you aback
>Tearing your eyes from the spot she used to occupy you see that Anon is huddled on the floor
>His distress is easy to see
>Rocking back and forth slowly while pressing his forearms together to cradle his head you can hear him whimpering incoherently
>Rushing to his side you kneel down placing a hand on his shoulders
>He doesn’t acknowledge your presence
>You open your mouth to comfort him, but for some reason the words don’t come out
>Something else does though
“I would’ve talked sister out of looking after you if I knew the truth.”
>Both you and Anon share a look of abject horror as the words tumble out of your mouth with a will of their own
>What!?
>That’s ridiculous, you know the situation he was in and you’d never hold any feelings he bore from it against him!
>Why did you say that?
>You try say that you’d never actually do that, but instead
"After all, what kind of son does that to their own moth—"
>You clamp your mouth shut before you finish that sentence
>Why do words force themselves out of your mouth?
>Opening it for a moment causes them to spew out once more while you loose control over it
“Or maybe I could’ve just mentioned how unlike your father you reall—”
>You slap both your hands over your mouth before you say anything else to agitate the situation anymore
>It’s obvious that something’s controlling what you can say
>You try to inspect your surroundings as your sister appears beside you
>”You say that as if his ineptitude compared to his father isn’t clear to anyone that knew him.”
>The phantom image of your sister sneers as she looks down her nose at Anon
>”If this garbage was even a fraction of the man his father was, well, maybe he wouldn’t be here.”
>You can’t help but stare wide eyed at the fake Tia
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>>30696910
>This, this is definitely Shadowfright’s handiwork
>There’s no denying it at all now
>You ball your fists tightly as the realization finally hits you
>The small amount of hope that resided in the back of your mind seems to have all but disappeared along with the twist visage of your sister
>This is just like him
>You may have been able to wave off everything else as a copycat of sorts, but the way he torments people…
>Turning to Anon you open your mouth hastily to say something, but slap a hand over it at the last moment when you realize you’d probably be unable to control what you’d say
>You already know not to play into his game
>Drawing on past knowledge you examine the space above Anon looking for anything that stands out in the darkness
>You have to consciously ignore the voices of several other people as they lash Anon while you attempt to see through the deception
>Sending Dream Cutter into the air directly above Anon you try to light up the nothing
>There has to be something there, there always i—
>A glint!
>A blue glint in the air!
>It’s a small thin line like a…
>Following the tiny refraction of light up its string like structure causes a twisted entity pulling at the strings to materialize from the aether
>That’s, new
>The floating monstrosity looks more like a marionette then a marionettist
>While its torso seems to be mostly hidden by a cloak of some sort you can see that its arms are seemingly assembled out of different parts and pieces that seem more appropriate for toys you’d see in a museum
>That’s not mentioning its mannequin-esque head
>The eerie grin painted on its otherwise featureless face that expands to where both ears would be reminds you a bit too much about another of Shadowfright’s minions
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>>30696937
>Its head and arms jerk about randomly as well elevating it to a whole other level of offputting
>You notice its silky white gloved hands move deftly as strings connected to the ends of each finger flick about
>Following the strings down back to your level you see that they’re controlling the fake copies of people
>Now that you can see their strings the copies look more like marionettes of what they’re copying instead of the real thing
>Not surprising considering how Shadowfright’s tricks work
>Shaking your head you affix your gaze at the marionettist pulling the strings high above you and poor Anon
>Cutting the air with a quick swipe of your arm you smirk as Dream Cutter hurtles towards the warped puppeteer
>However, instead of the satisfying dissipation of enemy corruption your sword flies right through the jerking freak
>What?!
>Stepping back you ready yourself for it to retaliate as you swipe downwards
>Again your blade seems to phase right through the thing as its puppets continue to dance around Anon
>Is it moving too fast or is your blade ineffective?
>Flexing your mental muscles for the first time in quite a while has made you sloppy
>You have a perfect way to make up for it though…
>Aiming your hand at the floating eyesore you focus this time much quicker than before
>This time the whispers that seep out of your mouth are your own
“Aut veritatis, aut ENSE!”
>With a blue flicker of magic and a snap your fingers you loudly pierce the silence of the abyss
>In a flash you amass your blades around the floating manipulator
>You’d like to see him dodge this
>Balling your hand into a fist your ring of swords close in on the fiend, impaling it from all sides
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>>30696949
>The twisted puppet-like string puller stops its jittery movements as your swords puncture it like a pin cushion
>How is that thing not gone?
>The copies of Dream Cutter must have hit their mark, but it’s odd that it hasn’t dissapea—
>https://youtu.be/dm_zhvJEdVQ?t=13s
>As you try to reason why the dark hellion isn’t gone its head contorts suddenly in your direction cutting through your thoughts like a blade
>The surprise is enough to catch your currently non-existent breath
>You can’t tell exactly because it has no features besides the toothy Cheshire grin, but you think it’s studying you
>As though it didn’t even notice you until now
>It’s very feint, but through both the silence of the emptiness and your state of alarm you manage to hear and see something
>Its head bobs up and down slightly accompanied by, laughter?
>Is it, mocking you?
>With that it goes back to its jerk movements as the puppet versions of Anon’s companions dance around him
>A surge of rage and confusion courses through you as any semblance of levelheadedness is thrown out the window
>Dream Cutter was able to easily destroy Shadowfright’s creations before why not now!?
>According to Will he was weakened!
>Have you really fallen so far without 6 years of practice that you can’t take out something that doesn’t even register magic wise?
>No wait, it doesn’t even register
>While you know Shadowfright likes to hide things through a very thin layer of magic this thing…
>It doesn’t even seem magical
>Well, besides its odd form
>So how do you rid Anon of it then?
>You can’t think of a way that doesn’t use Dream Cutter or another item of your conjuring
>”Except for one…”
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>>30696962
>Your eyes flick to the embodiment of your past
>Nightmare Moon…
>She steps around in the empty expanse with a form reminding you of your twisted reunion long ago
>”Spare me the memories Luna, you know of one way to alleviate Anon’s corruption, don’t you?”
>She shouldn’t be here
>Fluttering her eyelashes she smirks
>”And yet I am, feeling a bit too hot under the collar?”
>You’re fine
>She steps around the dancing puppets with a ballerina like grace while maintaining eye contact with you
>”Quit stalling, you know how to fix this quickly.”
>The only other way you can think of is…
>Coming to a stop she peers over your puppet sister’s shoulder
>”Ding-ding.”
>No, that’s out of the question
>Not only are you unsure if you can even do it once more, it’s not a solution
>Leaping from your fake sister’s side she daintily strolls towards the now still Anon
>”Just look at poor Anon…”
>Instead of rocking back and forth with his arms covering his head he sits idly staring at the puppets as they waltz robotically around him
>His arms lie sprawled out at his sides as he gives his full attention to the performance around him
>Sadness taints his face as his eyes leak tears and his mouth hangs agape
>Kneeling down Nightmare Moon points to him
>”We can’t hear the voices of these FAKERS anymore, but he still can.”
>She strokes his head lovingly
>”And while I may not always agree with you, we do both want to help Anon, right?”
>Of course you do, but…
>Teleporting in front of your face your other half furrows her brow
>”Then you know what we must do…”
>But…
>Will you be able to handle it?
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AND THAT’S IT FOR TODAY! Next time it WILL be on time! I know so since I HAVE IT WRITTEN OUT BEFOREHAND FOR ONCE DAMNIT! So until 3 days FROM NOW, BE THERE, or don’t…
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>>30696968
Thanks, fampai, can't wait to dig into it.

I'll see you in 4 days.
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>>30696937
I don't like this pic YFN, it's smug aura mocks me
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>>30696968
>Will you be able to handle it?
I-I don't know.
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>>30696968
DON'T
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>>30698291
>>30698865
>>30699541
>three bumps with no content
kill yourself.
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>>30696968
>Inb4 the magic presence is too high for Anon's mind
>Vegetable in Equestria Girls
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>>30696937
>pic
delet this
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Bamp
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>>30702807
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Aspiring writefag from >>30687099
How do you guys feel about having an OC as a main villain as opposed to a returning established villain like Chrysalis, Sombra, etc.?

Also
>>30703041
>Shadman
Why
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>>30703165
YFN's doing it so yeah whatever you like, just dont do anything like Coldsteel or Shadow the edgehog
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>>30703202
>no Coldsteel
Damn it, now I actually wanna write in Coldsteel as a totally incompetent character
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>>30681343
>Someone makes an offhand comment on why Anon is always alone and one of the girls goes and does a thing to try and be his friend.
Why can't it be one of the dudes? Would love to see something with Flashy or Shiny.
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>>30703391
I would read it.
/ourguy/
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>>30703391
Shining would probably be pretty bro until you start fucking his sister. I've seen some people saying Flash actually turns out pretty okay in the latest EqG movies, but from what I've seen he's still a bit of tool.
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>>30703391
Because they never matter, or are a part of the problem, therefor main characters groups are the best to have, also pussy.
>Would love to see something with Flashy or Shiny.
Shiny is a grown man out of highschool fucking the rival teachers on the other side of town and about to be married, he would have zero interaction with anything relevant unless this happened
>Shining would probably be pretty bro until you start fucking his sister
And Flash is still a tool. Which is why no one likes him.
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>>30703391
>>30703398
>>30703448
The problem is someone could write a story like that, but then it could turn to homo and people might be all gay about it.
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>>30703692
True, if the person constantly asking for gay themed stories stopped coming here(as if), or actually wrote something in the designated gay thread, then no one would care. And people could ignore it properly. But this entire conversation is probably going to be blown up into a homophobic rant by kids claiming RGMAnon is here or something. Fucking summer kids. Ruining everything with faggotry.
Oh well. Pic to get back to the thread.
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>>30703725
Well there's not much to be done, best to just roll with it.

Back on topic, who's that meant to be in the pic?
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>>30703827
judging from the hoodie and pin on the string, YFN's Anon
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>>30703827
This>>30703838
one of the first pics he got for us.
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>>30703838
>>30703857
Now I feel stupid for not noticing that.
Do we have pics for the other anons? Wouldn't mind abit more art.
What art would you anons like to see made?
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>>30703899
Aside from OP's pic, I know I've seen a few pics from Axii's and YFN's stories. Can't recall much else, though.
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>>30703923
Sci has one or two laying around somewhere, but not much else besides them and the OP.
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>>30703923
>>30703955
We could do with more, that would be nice. Who should get a picture though?
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>>30703923
Who's which anon in the op?
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>>30704075
Sea Urchin's Monster hunter Anon. Speaking of Sea Urchin, please come back, senpai :'(

>>30704099
Dude with the swords is Axii's, anon in the hoodie is YFN's, and the mega nerd in the center is Sci's. Pretty sure the one with the laptop is Damynorb's. The one with the gun is some kind of hitman/mafia type anon, but I don't recall the writer and I'm too lazy to look. Don't recognize the other three.
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>>30704099
Left to right
Cookies, Damynorb, Axii, Sci, YFN, FateAnon, Nayaa
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>>30704213
Where are they all?
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>>30704133
>>30704213
I'm pretty sure damynorb has another pic, cant recall what it was though
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>>30704632
Dead. Axii lurks, but I don't think I've seen anyone else.
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>>30704764
Hell yeah I lurk.
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>>30704632
ded
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Aspiring writefag here, yada yada yada. Look, I got this idea I wanna pitch about Anon being the only human in Equestria in a Dark Souls-esque universe. It isn't an EqG, but he is technically 'alone' during his journey, then meets ponies and whatnot, eventually gaining comrades on his quest. I am stretching it, but if you guys need a writefag, and are interested, I already have a prologue set up as a sample if you guys want.
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>>30706757
>dark souls
Lotta that going around lately. Anyway, the alternate setting wouldn't be an issue for me, as we have Sea Urchin writing a story that has nothing to do with high school or any of that stuff. Plus, we need more writefags. However, that it's ponies and not the human versions is iffy with me. I mean, the thread IS called Alone in EqGverse.

I'm not gonna be a faggot and flip my shit about it if others don't mind, though. If it seems fine with other anons, I'd say go for it.
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>>30706757
Post the prologue senpai

>>30706934
iirc the thread was called "Alone in Equestria" in the beginning. Threads later was added "EQGverse" because there wasn't a pone green.
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>>30706757
Would read, but this is the EqGverse thread. It would need to be there. If you can switch it over or something like that then by all means come on in. Otherwise it does need to be thread related, and it would be too weird otherwise to have a story that doesn't follow the thread title.
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>>30706757
Go ahead m8
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>>30706757
Sure
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>>30703692
Even if it went a little homo, who gives a fuck? A story means content. Don't read stories you don't like.
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>>30707650
How about you leave for the thread that has gay content and stop trying to drag it everywhere else? Don't lurk threads you wont like.
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>>30707662
So one could write the greatest Alone in Equestria story ever, but if it has even a tiny, almost microscopic hint of romantic bromance in it, then it's instant shit and should be deported to the super-ultra gay general? It's like telling someone at a restaurant to go to a slaughterhouse if they ask for a steak.
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>>30707721
>Conflates Bromance with gay
Well, guess its that summer kid from the incest thread, you catch that boogyman yet?
> It's like telling someone at a restaurant to go to a slaughterhouse if they ask for a steak.
Well, yeah, that's what you tend to do. Be it the restaurant owners or the shop is in the Slaughterhouse. You go to where you know you can get it. Is this really so hard for you to get that the idea isn't popular anywhere else, or do you have a specific brand of autism to ask everywhere that you can before you get reported for shitposting and thread derailment? Because I am morbidly curious and your stubborn stupidity/insanity intrigues me(not enough to not remind you to leave obviously).
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>>30707743
>Conflates Bromance with gay
Romantic bromance. You know, with feels? Learn to read.
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>>30707746
You are asking for two different things, and you don't understand that...wait a second. Is that your shtick, to use words you don't know how to use? Your being intentionally retarded aren't you.
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>>30707751
Bromance that turns into romance, you idiot. Sheesh.
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>>30707769
So go to HHH faggot, you aren't getting it here. Here's your last (you). Though I will admit I am surprised that you knew you were using that word incorrectly. Good on you for that. Now get out.
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>>30707769
>>30707814
This. You come here ever 3 months when you get off the ban. Just leave already and stop coming here. If you are so damn interested in getting some gay stories go to the thread that will give you that. The one that is just a click away from here.
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>>30707814
>I decide what is and isn't allowed
Just a couple of posts above us is a guy talking about writing a Dark Souls-esque story (which sounds awesome). Why don't you scream at him to go to a crossover thread while you're at it?
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Because he was planning to make it EqG, and it follows the thread title and OP. If you cant read, then you shouldn't be here. We have Witcher themed stories too. We function as the light /sup/ thread. Which his idea would fit in. You and your idea don't fit that description unless you stretch the idea paper thin.
>Why don't you scream at him to go to a crossover thread while you're at it?
No one is screaming at you, your just a annoying kid that wont stop getting into popular clubs room, when you belong in your uncles closet. You know where too go, you have been removed from here what...last time was the sixth, right? In any case multiple times you have been removed and your idea shot down. It isn't even a mater of your boogyman RGMAnon, coming to ruin it for you. You did it yourself, you ruined it. Gay isn't wanted here by the fact you will be removed, again, and in 3 month we will have this conversation, again. Up until the mods get turned over and the next batch step up. And if they aren't as lazy as the ones that let you stay on, then your looking at a perma ban. So is this entire conversation worth that much too you, that your willing to risk that. When you could literally, BE ANYWHERE ELSE, or even, I don't know, go to HHH where you can enjoy what you want. Probably even avoid getting banned there...unless they find you detestable as well. Which, considering how often you come by too annoy people, I cant imagine they would take too kindly to you. Actually, is that the reason why you don't just go there, are you just that much of a annoying shitposting faggot that they cant stand you either, have you ruined your chances for getting your shit taste fix that badly? Because if so, I kinda have to pity you. Do you piss off people outside as well, are you the faggot that makes other faggots mad for being faggots?
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>>30707841
Anon I think you broke him >>30707875
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>>30707875
Bruh
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>>30706757
>qt pones green
Sure
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>>30707841
Because Dark Souls doesn't suck as much dick as you.
>>30707902
If we let that happen do I need to make a add on to the title?
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>>30707909
The next OP title could be just "Alone in Equestria"
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>>30707875
>Because he was planning to make it EqG, and it follows the thread title and OP
Which I have also done. Anon is alone and becomes friends and possibly more with Flash or one of the others. Maybe even Normal Norman?
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>>30707875
Your autism is showing.
Relax.
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>>30707918
It says "girls" in the OP you fucking cunt
>>30707927
>>30707897
>>30707893
Way to samefag whenever anyone dares bring out the truth asswipe. Your fetish doesn't belong here so stop shitposting. Fuck off to HHH and never return.
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>>30707915
Then that would alienate all the stories we do have.
>>30707918
Its the
>possibly more
part that you are told no to every time you ask for it that gets removed. If its just friends like a few of the stories have already(not like you actually read anything here) you would know that isn't the issue. But you still try to deflect and carry on your shit. Why? Your just going to be banned again for a few months and we get some fresh greens. And even then your prompt will be forgotten again. Untill you show up and repost your dumb idea. You want gay buttsex? Go ahead and have at it. But you are going to the wrong thread for it
And it looks like your pulling the, make mass posters trick again. We went up at least 4 in the last hour. Which reminds me, how many proxies do you have this time?
>>30707927
No, he comes here like clockwork, every time we have to do this. Then in a day he will get removed. There isn't even anything original in his shit idea either, I am pretty sure Fingerbang has him covered at this point.
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>>30707875
>Getting this fucking triggered just because someone wanted a little homo
Hello, RGMAnon, Still thinking that you're the cop of /mlp/?
I don't really like The Witcher, but you don't see me screeching like a child everytime someone talks about that here.

>>30707918
>Normal Norman
Whatever happened with that general anyway?
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>>30707936
Shut the fuck up no one wants you here
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>>30707931
Just wait a day or two, even if the mods weren't so lazy, they DO have to go and remove the proxies. Again. Here's hoping the next wave of mods and janitors actually hard ban him. In anycase, how about some comments thread related, >>30706757
if he can make it EqGs, where would they meet Anon? I would think they accidentally dig him up while at the Camp Everfree thing.
>>30707936
Oh look, he's calling out to the boogyman again folks. Lets watch.
>Norman Normalson thread
They died do to, way to many OCs and autism on par of you.
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>>30707936
>le triggered maymay
Jesus Christ I hope you fucktards go back to school soon. It's so god damn painfully obvious that this thread isn't for you. It never was and never will be. Move your shitty story away from here, your shitposting away from here or write something that actually fits the fucking thread. How many times do we have to tell you to FUCK OFF?
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>>30707942
>>30707950
Yup you guys hit the nail on the head
We don't do gay shit here, that's for another thread these shitstains can go to in one simple click. It's not difficult.
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>>30706757
I don't think it's necessary to change it to EQG if you already made a prologue. That's my opinion.

>>30707915
This could work
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>>30707963
While that may be the case, this is still the Equestria GIRLS verse thread, they would still need to be made human to fit here.
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>>30707996
We begin as "Alone in Equestria" tho.
Also I'm pretty sure nobody is going to get mad just because the next OP deleted some words.
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>>30707996
This.
>>30708002
Either change the story to fit the OP or don't bother writing here. Unless we delete some words in the OP which I honestly don't really care if that happens.
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>>30708002
True, but when our main stories, and all our future stories went EqGs then it kind of makes no sense to up and change the thread title for one guy that may or may not change a few things in his story to become thread relevant again.
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>>30707931
>It says "girls" in the OP you fucking cunt
Which is there to make it clear that this takes place in the Equestria Girls universe, not to say "girls only".
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>>30708024
This. It seems a little dumb and disrespectful to the past writefags. Sure, the thread may have started like that, but every one of the greens I've read here has been EqG. If there's a pony story, I wasn't aware of it.

Sounds like he's got the whole 'alone' part down, and it being pony rather than EqG doesn't bother me that much, but it seems really stupid to change our title, even if for just one thread, for one writer.
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>>30708008
>Either change the story to fit the OP or don't bother writing here
This. There's already a thread for anon alone in horse equestria this is for EQG.
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So why does this place get so bent out of shape when someone suggests guys approaching lonely Anon? I understand people not wanting gay smut here, it's more of a niche so that's understandable but what's wrong with Anon making friends with guys instead?
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>>30708264
I dont know anon, some people wouldnt mind it, some want the homo, and others hate homo and want it kept in the homo thread.
In the end though, it all boils down to 2 people arguing about gay shit, with the odd samefag.
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Uhhhh... Ahem... It's not actually... EqG... Lynch me I have it set up in the MLP Universe because it has all the crazy creatures and magic in it already, so it would make more sense if it was there. But you guys seem really enthusiastic about it, so I'll gladly deliver when I have time, because I write for another thread currently. Although, this won't mean I won't post until I finish that current story, I'll just go back and fourth depending on my mood.

I just wanted to write this because I've always wanted to, and it really fogs my mind when I try writing other greens that aren't similar in the sort. So hopefully I can get these epic battles and dark lore I've set up out of my system so I can go back to writing cute horsie stuff without bother.

I had started some strawpolls over in Magicless, because I thought they'd be all for it. But their enthusiasm and activity isn't as grand as you guys, so I'll link those over here...

http://www.strawpoll.me/13687062
http://www.strawpoll.me/13687092
http://www.strawpoll.me/13687112
http://www.strawpoll.me/13688814

Expect the Prologue (which is short) in a few moments.
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>>30710197

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l__8ExcSOPY [Embed]

By the Void - Prologue

>The Heart's Warming Eve tale, passed down by Equine tongue, tells of the story of how the land of Equestria was formed. Three tribes, the unicorn, the pegasi, and the earth ponies sought for shelter, for their disharmony corrupted the soil and weather. The vicious Windigos, beings of the Void, stalked the nomads, until they were finally cornered by bitter winds and a blistering storm.

>They were doomed, had it not been for the Harmony within that saved these creatures. Setting aside their differences, they drove away the beasts, back to their primordial home. Only select creatures, since the beginning, were granted the gift of Harmony.

>Long before even Equestria was formed, there existed Chaos. Unbalance and anarchy reigned the world. Only the ancient beings walked these cracked plains. They had no magic, relying on their meek bodies, yet knowledgeable minds.

>But then there was Harmony, and with harmony, came Evil. Creation and destruction, light and dark, and of course, good and bad. Then they came, emerging to claim the essence. Tirek, first of the damned, Chrysalis and her Hive of Changelings, and the first Alicorn.
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>>30710473

>With their newfound strength, they challenged the ancient beings of the old world. The first Alicorn’s magic tore through their barricades and towers. Chrysalis weaved storms of insects and decay from her Hive. Tirek sucked the energy and hope from their very essence. And an ancient furtive being betrayed its own, in hopes with newfound power to seek something long lost.

>From their victory, only arose new turmoil. Harmony and Evil cannot reign a new age, for one would subdue the other. The first Alicorn and the furtive being battled against the damned Beast and the Changeling Queen. Harmony triumphed over Evil, with Tirek being locked away in Tartarus, and Chrysalis fleeing to the Badlands. The furtive being left to pursue its effortless quest, leaving the burden of the new age with the first Alicorn.

>Yet, none can silence the chaos. From the vestiges of old, and from the newfound forces of Harmony and Evil, an amalgamation of the two essences formed. And thus the Void was created. An abyss of chaos and discord, seeking to deform the rebirthed world. From the essence of the ancient beings, deformed creatures were molded; beings of the Void. Soon Harmony and Evil will be subdued, and only Chaos will reign.

>Even now, there are only shimmers of light, and cracks of dark. Equines sees not harmony, but endless discord. Beasts cannot conquer the untamable anarchy, for it spares nopony. And amongst the equines and beasts are seen, carriers of the accursed Chaos Star.

>Yes, of course. The Chaos Star brands the Husks. And in this land, the Husks are corralled and led to the snows of the north, where they are locked away, to await the end of the world… The Void beckons them, to feed their bodies to the old chaos, and fuel the ever growing abyss.

>Only, in the ancient legends it is stated, that one day, an ancient being of old shall be born from the Void, and in pilgrimage, travel to the land of Equestria. This is you. No one else, but you.
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>>30710489
Actually came up with an idea where Anon starts in the EqG universe, and the curse leaks into their universe, causing him to find the statue and having to go to Equestria.
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>>30710197
>Alone in Equestria Girls Verse
>It's not actually... EqG...
So what the fuck are you doing posting here. This thread has a theme so either write something that fits it or move to a more relevant thread. If you start in Equestria then move over to EQG at least it fits.
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>>30711174
Because someone recommended me here, because it is a story where Anon is technically all alone, and then makes friends along his adventure that support him and help him out.
If you don't want it, I'll take it elsewhere, even with this >>30710629 suggestion.
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>>30710629
Reverse that, so it starts in Equestria and moves to EQG. That way it fits the thread, otherwise you're writing something that doesn't fit the thread theme, you wouldn't go to the JoJo thread and start a Fallout Equestria story. You said you have interest from the Magicless Anon thread so if you're not going to change why not move there.
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>>30711222
With that suggestion it still doesn't fit do as >>30711225 says then it'd work as you may have started in Equestria but you ended up (Alone) in EQG.
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>>30711253
What would be the purpose? It makes no sense if it ends in EqG, considering there is rarely any magic in that universe except for Everfree and the mane 6 + 1. It would turn into some weird high school zombie story rather than Dark Souls-esque fantasy. I got the impression that the thread was mostly about an Anon being socially deprived, then develops friends and becomes better, or worse, depending. High school drama ain't my thing. Guess I'll just go back to Magicless. Shame.
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>>30711330
The thread was that, but nobody really used the Equestria setting.
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>>30711394
Then why can't I use the Equestria setting? So you're telling me it changed over the course of when I last time lurked here? Damn, that is really a shame.
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>>30711330
Yet one of the all time greats of this thread is a crossover with the Witcher, a world where the magic and supernatural are keep elements. Along with this there's little in the way of highschool drama other than the starting prompt. It's clear it can be done but at this point it sounds like you're making excuses to no rewrite it.

At the end of it all if you strip away the Equestria Girls Verse part you end up with Anon being along, and the only human, in Equestria making it the same as the majority of the MLP stories out there.
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>>30711424
This thread has a few idiots in it.
I really do hope you will continue with your idea, because the prologue was interesting.
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>>30711692
>This thread has a few idiots in it.
Idiots like you, SHITLORD.
This is Alone in the EqG universe as it says in the fucking OP post. It starting out alone in Equestria doesn't matter because no one ran with that concept and it's too late to go back.
And now here go the retards like you saying "yooo cool story man I totally want more even though it barely has anything to do with thread"
You are ruining this thread with your disgusting cesspool of autists. THE STORY DOESNT FIT.
So the writefag either is to make it fit the theme properly or he can fuck RIGHT off.
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>>30711692
What's so idiotic about coming to a thread with a theme and expecting stories to fit said theme. Besides the writer said he's moving on so it isn't like he said he'd stopping writing.
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>>30711610
>>30711692
I can EASILY rewrite it, the problem is, considering how Dark Souls is set and the type of lore, it'll turn into some disgusting high school crossover with Dark Souls tone and events. What, is Crystal Prep going to turn into the Grand Archives of Dark Souls 3, or the Crystal Archives of Dark Souls? That sounds ridiculous.

Or just Dark Souls with an EqG reskin. There's no creativity in that, and it sounds like a mess and has lots of limitations in comparison with Equestria.

Equestria is not modern and is more medieval, so it perfectly fits with the setting of Dark Souls. And the fact that it already has all these magical creatures and lore, makes it mold-able and more natural. Trying to shove EqG into the mix is just a forced crossover with ideas that seem out of place.

I've never played Witcher or read the Witcher story, so I can't give my two cents on how the Witcher story was a big hit in comparison to something like this.

>>30711692
It seems you guys want more green, yet opinions are half in half. If some are not willing to give something 'different' a chance (it's still on topic, it just doesn't take place in >no hooves land), I'll gladly leave you all be and let you continue with your stories.
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>>30711813
>I'll gladly leave you all be and let you continue with your stories.
do it then faggot
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>>30711813
Why not just place it in Equestria, and swap the ponies for their humanized counterparts? Seen other writers do it, and it seems like a good compromise to me.
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>>30711834
It's not good enough. Equestria is NOT the EqG universe. Please think before you post so you don't look like an idiot.
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>>30711813
>opinions are half in half
I'm pretty sure it's just 2 guys who are discussing with you.
I also lurk /magicless/ so I'll be reading your green
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>>30711849
>hurr DURR it's a samefag
Wonderful day for being a faggot I see. You ignore all the facts and tell him it's not the thread culture we developed but project your shitposting, samefagging nature onto us.
Fucking pathetic.
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>>30711849
>implying I track IPs and can tell individuals on an anonymous board
You're just as ignorant as I am, friend. But I appreciate the support over on magicless. Happy reading to you, Anon.
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>>30711846
This
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>>30711813
>Alone in Equestria Girls Verse
>it's still on topic
It really isn't.

Also regarding the Witcher a quick summery: Witchers are monster hunters who with training and body modification develop supernatural abilities, including basical magical abilities, at a young age to battle deadly monsters. Also it is set in what I'd call a medieval type setting. Literally everything you're complaining about applied to the Witcher and Axii (the writer) adapted it to fit this thread and the setting. On top of that he wrote a phenomenal story that I'd consider one of the best greens I've ever read.
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>>30711849
>It's not thread culture
Wow
Yeah whatever. Fuck you, asshole.
Thread will be back on topic once YFN updates.
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>>30711788
>Idiots like you, SHITLORD.
>You're a shitposting shitlord if you want stories where Anon is Alone in Equestria
Great bait.
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>>30711813
Lurk more here before jumping to conclusions, the way you argue strikes me as errily similar as to the gay kid that drops by whenever his ban is finished.
We would like your green, you just have to make RELEVANT TO THE THREAD TITLE, what part of that can you not understand? This thread has been going to two years(give or take), with that thread title. Why would you come here to start a shitstorm by not making a story that follows the NAME OF THE THREAD you are going too? Its literally the first thing you read to find the thread, not even going into the OP.
>>30711849
Your proxy has been noticed and tagged kid, nice to see your still obvious.
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>thread is fucking dead until a writer dumps
>even then, almost zero feedback
>thread almost fucking explodes overnight over a dude pitching his story

Nice. Can't wait for this to die down so we can go back to contentless bumps in between YFN's updates.
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>>30711813
Then rewrite it, and post it, just use the Everfree woods camp to dig him up or something. EqGs verse has so many literal holes in reality that Dark Soulsverse stuff dropping in is not only not that weird, but kind of expected. AND it would be obscenely easy to keep the Alone part of the title. Well up until the Magic girls find him. Hell, you could even go the distance and have the Crystal Prep chicks find the bacon assed undead dude first, and not the Mane 7.
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>>30712051
>If someone is against what I say is using proxies
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>>30712051
>you just have to make RELEVANT TO THE THREAD TITLE
>"Welcome to Alone In Equestria!"
>Writer says that he is thinking about writing a story where Anon is alone in Equestria
>"You have to make it relevant to the thread, faggot!! Reeeee"
Seriously?
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>>30712122
>>30711987
Here's your last (You) from me
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>>30712122
>>30712118
So, are you illiterate or what? Just because you ignore the Girls in the title doesn't mean its not there and important to the thread. Or is this an elaborate shitpost for (you)s before your banned?
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I really hope someone removes the "girls" from the OP so all stories and art that is about Anon alone in Equestria can be posted here.
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>>30712228
I just want to cuddle a poner goddamit
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>>30710629
Why do you constantly try to bring it to Equestria? Just keep it Equestria Girls universe and its fine.
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>>30712228
>>30712273
So...did you get kicked out of AiE for annoying them or something? Because we aren't changing the OP or the title. This is the Alone in Equestria Girls verse thread, Not Equestria, get out already.
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>>30712228
>>30712273
You do know where you are right? The vast majority of stories on this board a solely pony.
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>>30712311
>The vast majority of stories on this board a solely pony.
Exactly. So why get so asshurt when someone wants to write a story in the Alone in Equestria thread where Anon is alone in the pony world?
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>>30712353
because this thread is specifically for EQGverse not the fucking pony shit, you shitcock
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>>30712353
Because you illiterate retard, this is the Equestria GIRLSverse thread. Go to AiE if you want your pone. Your even dumber than that faggot shitposter, because you have EVEN MORE OPTIONS TO CHOOSE FROM!
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>16 days since the last update from someone who wasn't YFN
Where did all the writefags go?
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>>30713467
chased away by peeps who only want eqg
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>>30713628
As cool as the concept of possibly having more than one extremely active writer is, the thread is still called "Alone in Equestria Girls Verse".
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>>30713780
I think someone will update soon, it's been awhile and i have a good feeling
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>>30713891
I'm hoping for some more Urchin soon. It's been about 2 weeks I think.
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>>30713891
I want to believe senpai
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>>30713780
you cant expect much activity with a niche topic
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https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x5wp7pr

So applejack works in a shake shop?
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>>30714552
>Not selling appuls
brb gonna nuke Hasbro
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>>30712065
>>30713467
Remember Anon, (you) can always fill the gaps between your favorite writefag's updates
Just start writing
It's how my story started, remember?

Update should drop sometime before noon central tomorrow btw
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>>30715962
But senpai, I actually just started writing my Cop Anon story yesterday. Might be a while before I'm ready to dump, though.
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You guys really look like you need writefags, feels like you're self-cannibalizing a bit... well.. a lot really.

Anyway, I've got some green that I will post in a couple of hours. I want this thing finished. I feel like I need closure as much as some other people here.

We'll see how things go from then.

I don't know if people are still interested in my story, but I went over my pastebin and updated a lot of what I've written just to read a little better. Nothing major, just that the earlier parts were a mess. I had this real problem with writing tense that I needed to work out.

There were a lot of problems I needed to work out.
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>>30716663
HOLY SHIIIITTT!
I never thought the day would come
Thanks for coming back, I know that cant be easy
You've been a very sadness inducing meme for a while now
Many are interested in seeing the end of your story

Looking forward to it
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>>30714552
I feel disappointed, does she sell Appleshakes at least?
>>30714610
Do it.
>>30716663
We would like to see Sci Anon's story again. If that's really Sci Anon typing and not some random shitposting with a name and trip. Will be watching you for funny business.
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>>30716663
Someone please check the trip.
I swear to God...
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>>30712496
>fucking pony shit
>Hating on ponies
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>>30716663
LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT
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>>30704133
>Sea Urchin's Monster hunter Anon
This. We've already got descriptions of a few potential outfits. Plus a lot of his fight scenes would be cool to see, or the aftermath of the hotel where he's covered in blood and leaning against the while while Twilight walks by him.
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>>30716930
I didn't know you could lean against the while.
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>>30716924
holy shit its real......>>30716663
WHERE WERE YOU!!!!!!!!
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>>30717009
While, wall, whatever
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>>30717009
>He can't lean against the while
Pleb.
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>>30716663
I'm too tired to post my angry reaction pics.
Expect me tomorrow.
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>>30716924
>>30717027
>>30717380

Sorry I made you all so angry. You deserve an explanation but I feel like there's not a single answer I can give that you will find satisfying.

Maybe some green can make you feel better?

>”In her words, Sombra was not just a tyrant, but a powerful and malicious sorcerer, who used dark magic to influence his people.”
>As Anon speaks, your mind keeps returning to Equestria, to a time away from all the dark times in your life.
>”I say influence, but perhaps the better way to describe it is that he dominated his subjects, as he did all kingdoms that would dare stand against his aggressive expansion.“
>How long has it been now? Four years? Almost five?
>As Anon talks, you look over the vast caverns before you.
>Your potential was once this expansive, now it is gone. Along with your old life.
>”The dark magic Sombra wielded was not like anything seen or experienced before in this world, and the crystal has eaten away at the heart of the empire. Along with her testimonial, she gave a… ode, a rhyme of sorts, for anyone who may seek to find the ruins.”
>Anon’s words dissipate into an uncomfortable silence as he doubtlessly waits for you to give him your attention.
>”Rhyme? What rhyme, Anon?”
>Despite Twilight eagerly prompting him to continue, Anon does not do so.
>You prolong the moment until he verbally demands a response by loudly clearing his throat in your ear. In response, you nonchalantly turn to him with an innocent smile on your face.
“What, I’m listening”
>You do your best to remain casual, despite how uncomfortable it’s making you to still have Anon so close to you. You are rescued however, as Twilight intervenes.
>”What was the rhyme, Anon?”
>Her eyes are attentive, and her question is more firm this time, despite the fact she’s shivering uncontrollably.
>Shivering…
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>>30717630

>You surprise yourself by forgetting about the bitter cold all around you, and how it affected Twilight.
>You barely register that Anon has continued, as your mind is once again preoccupied with the severity of the situation at hand.
>”Deep, deep in the depths it lies, a beating heart that never dies-”
>Anon’s eyes look are both absent and focused at the same time, disinterested in the people around him, instead piercing into the structure that looms ominously in the distance.
>For the moment you see him, it looks almost as if he is challenging it, standing straight up and unafraid. Stark contrast to the usual Anon who shrinks away in the hopes that nobody will see him.
>Until Twilight interrupts him
>“-atop the buried castle, in a room that holds the prize.’“
>Anon whips back to Twilight and stares her down. His eyes scanning her face back and forth, unsure of how to react.
>Twilight returns the same stare, seemingly stunned by her own words. The only movement she exhibits is the shivering, that slowly creeps up her legs as the two of them stare.
>You remain with Anon, still leaning on your shoulder, as the silent witness, panning your eyes back and forth in unsteady anticipation.
>For what seems like hours, the tension builds in the confusion. Until you cannot take it anymore.
“Wha-
>“A heart of power that every hour, calls upon the world beyond our stars and skies.”
>Anon speaks as if he’s reciting in front of a classroom.
>You’re not sure if he waited for someone else to speak before he continued to break the silence for him, or just waited for you to speak so he could undermine you.
>It wouldn’t surprise you either way.
>What does perplex you, is why the tension is so palpable you could cut it with a knife. So palpable in fact that Twilight is ignoring the fact that she’s freezing to death.
>”How do you know that poem?”
>Her chattering teeth almost hiss the accusation.
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>>30717642

>Anon takes a moment to formulate a response. Possibly just as taken aback as you are by Twilight’s dramatic shift in tone.
>”I…I just told you? I knew Sunset wouldn’t care to listen but I at least thought you-“
>”Liar!”
>Twilight’s voice crackles along the cavern, lingering as it bounces to one end of the expanse and back to you in a tremendous reverberation.
>Anon looks Twilight up and down, making slowly formulating an appropriate response. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, she interrupts him again.
>”Moondancer was the only person who knew that poem!”
>Her voice once again dances to the structure in the distance, and then back again.
>The reverberation comes back to the three of you like a wave of force, rippling through your body and sending a shiver down your spine.
>You can’t quite register the extent that her words affected you, and neither can Anon. He eyes her with a similar expression of confusion.
>Twilight is fuming, breathing heavily after her unexpected outburst. She stands rigid for a moment before the chill catches up to her.
>She throws her arms around herself, dropping the soaked jumpers and crumples down from her stoic pose.
>She begins shivering as her voice trails off.
>”I-I didn’t mean to… What did I…?”
>She looks back to the looming structure as Anon answers.
>”You called me a liar.”
>You would examine Anon’s expression to better determine the nature of his proclamation, as his voice is plain and inexpressive, however you can only look at Twilight.
>”I – I – I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you I just..”
>She doesn’t complete her sentence, she just keeps shivering.
“Twilight… you’re freezing”
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>>30717666

>You gingerly approach, offering out a hand as if you were attempting to coerce a timid animal. Anon stumbles to keep balance as you shuffle forward, prompting an irritated grunt
>All the while you do so, you remind yourself how many mistakes you’ve made when comforting people of late.
>Hopefully you don’t mess this up as well, as the situation is getting worse and worse.
>You need to keep moving, or Twilight is going to freeze to death.
>”What you mean and what you say and do have very little in common it seems-”
“Don’t start, Anon.”
>After once again being interrupted, he sighs.
>”Can I get at least one full sentence across without being cut off by some aggressive half-statement that I’m not yet allowed to know the full motive behind?”
>As Anon rambles, Twilight eagerly accepts your offer of comfort, clinging her shivering body to your arm.
>She rests her head on your shoulder and whispers in your ear.
>”I’m sorry. I – I’m scared, Sunset.”
>As she sobs between hushed and stuttered words.
>You answer Anon, who is trying to stay as distant from you as possible while still using you for support.
>He’s almost balancing on one leg he’s so determined.
“What part of the motivation do you not understand about being told to can it?”
>”Sunset… I want to go home.”
>You immediately turn your attention to Twilight, who is currently burying her face into your jacket.
“We’ll get home Twilight,”
>You whisper in response
“We’ll get out of here.”
>You can feel Anon glare at you as you speak.
>”The part where get the nerve to say that to me, after-”
>Anon stumbles as you pivot back to him
“Y’know, we wouldn’t interrupt you so much if you didn’t take so long to say the simplest god damn things.”
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>>30717679

>Twilight wretches back another sob as you snap at Anon, prompting you to whip your attention back to her. With Anon doubtlessly formulating a response as you do.
>You feel like you’ve caught the worst case you’ve ever had of being between a rock and a hard place.
>Twilight is breaking down while Anon is trying to break you, all the while you’re facing the constant threat of freezing to death.
>What the hell is Anon’s problem? Why is he determined to fight you, even now, after everything was turned up-side down?
>Just as Anon begins to respond, Twilight asks the question loud enough for the both of you to hear.
>”We’re going to die in here, aren’t we?”
>Both you and Anon are brought to silence by the remark, both of you staring at each other for an uncomfortably long moment.
>Anon’s face is frozen in place, unsaid words still on the tip of his open mouth. Slowly, his mouth closes, but he does not break eye contact.
>He tries to remain stoic, but you can tell that deep down he’s scared. He can barely walk, much less survive the cold.
>Despite his restraint, a brief shiver coils through his body.
>You are the first to break the stare by closing your eyes. You push Anon out of your mind and focus on the task at hand.
>The bitter cold is all around you, and the only way left to go is deeper.
>You rest your head against Twilight’s and take a deep breath, inhaling the warm air eradiating from her body.
>Her shivering ceases for a moment as you both take in each other’s warmth. Her sobbing significantly recedes and she begins to breathe normally, following your lead in slow, long breaths.
“We’re going to make it out of here Twilight, I promise.”
>You tell to both Twilight, and yourself.
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>>30717695

>Your tenderness is interrupted with a muffled grunt from Anon, and a weight falling on your shoulders.
>Anon’s arm clumsily wraps around your shoulders for support, to which you automatically respond by tensing your arm to keep him standing
>You would have lost your balance yourself if Twilight wasn’t holding you.
>For an instant the three of you are locked in place, struggling to regain your ground. You and Twilight supporting each other while Anon drags you down.
>The instant ends, and you have regained control. Now with two bodies pressed against yours.
>The added warmth is welcome. You just wish it wasn’t Anon. The last thing you want is to feel his lean figure pushed against you.
>His hot breath running down your neck.
>The last thing…
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>>30717740

>”Enough of this.”
>Anon’s voice is raspy and hushed.
>”Unless your plan is to drop me off the ledge, we need to keep moving.”
>Anon does his best to push off of you and regain control, but you take the first initiative by grabbing his waist and hoisting his arm over your shoulder.
“You’re acting like I need to drop you off the ledge.”
>Twilight reluctantly backs off momentarily to allow you to reposition, leaving behind a damp spot on your jacket.
>She is doubtlessly surprised when you pass Anon’s arm over to her.
>”S-Sunset?”
“You can barely stand, Anon. You’re gonna stay down regardless of how far you fall. But you are useful for something”
>Anon intently glares are you, but his brow is furrowed in confusion as well. You try to avoid his glare, hoping he doesn’t notice how flustered you are.
>Or that you’re blushing.
>Twilight stumbles as Anon is forced to shift his weight onto her shoulders instead.
>You take a step back once to two of them are settled. They briefly exchange glances and turn back to you.
>”Sunset what-“
>”Couldn’t stand me, could you?”
>Their conjoined answers couldn’t be more different in tone, as well as their expressions.
>Twilight just stares, while Anon continues to glare.
“I said you were good for something, Anon. That’s keeping someone warm.”
>Anon scoffs and turns towards the ground. Twilight glances between you and him as her face gains an extra hue of red.
>Good, blushing will keep her face warm at least.
>”Um… Thanks? But what about you, Sunset?”
>You pull your gaze from the two of them and scan over the side of the ledge for a path downward as Twilight expresses her concern.
“What about me, Twilight? You’ve been shivering non-stop, you need to keep warm, and Anon needs someone to help him walk. Win-win, right?”
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>>30717752

>Along the circumference of the jutting rock the three of you are perched upon, you spot the beginnings of a path, protruding out from the massive walls that surround you.
>”But you’ve been shivering too Sunset! So has Anon! We’re all freezing!”
>You take your eyes away from your recent discovery and back to Twilight.
“What?”
>You hesitantly examine yourself, bringing your hands up from your sides and holding them out, slowly flexing your fingers.
>When did you stop being able to feel your hands?
>”Yes, this is mostly likely some form of error. I can’t see how Sunset could be freezing when she is best described as a banshee of some kind, rather than a person.
>Your eyes dart at Anon, who is now dangling from Twilight’s shoulders instead of yours.
>Still weak, still vulnerable. Still completely dependent on the two of you to survive, yet still doing everything in his power to piss you off.
>Maybe this is why you didn’t notice he was shivering until now.
“And what’s your excuse? I always figured a snake like you was cold-blooded.”
>He snorts
>”My excuse is that I don’t have an added layer of thickness like you do, especially that layer you keep around your skull.”
>This time, you do notice that you are shivering. Although you’re not sure if you’re shivering because of the cold, or shaking in rage because Anon just called you fat.
>Possibly. You’re not exactly sure. But it was close enough to make you angry.
“Oh that’s rich coming from-“
>”Stop it! Both of you!”
>Twilight trembles violently as she shouts, as if her vocal cords are more powerful than the rest of her body.
>Your verbal assault ceases immediately as she commands. Anon does not take advantage of your silence, but instead silently examines your reaction.
>”I don’t… We’re down here together. Start acting like it!”
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>>30717769

This is a good stopping point for the moment I feel. Unfortunately it's hard to pick up the pieces at this particular stage of the story; it's very transition-airy.

I know I have no right to ask anyone to be patient right now, but It gets the green going again. That's something, right?

I'll link the pastebin here for new readers. After all it has been a while now, hasn't it?

https://pastebin.com/u/SciAnon

Currently at chapter V.
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>>30717791
I'll have to read up on this again. Thank you for coming back to us in our time of need. Don't be a stranger.
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>>30717791
IT'S FINALLY HAPPENED
AND I AM HERE TO WITNESS IT
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>>30717769
Anon is just fucki g ridiculous now. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you came back, but anons whole character is fucking stupid. He's smart but then decides "you know what? I'm gonna be a complete dick to everyone, even if i die in some shitty cave." The fuck kind of mindset os that? Yeah he's an annoying cunt, but it's far too over the top. For starters, picking at everything Sunset says like an absolute autist, I starting to think he has mental problems.
What's really confusing is that he's attempting to search for magic or power or something? Yet again he decides to be a dick and slow everyone down and increase everyones chance of death. That's another example of how retarded this characterization us.

I don't think I'm the only one who thinks this, well I hope I'm not.
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>>30718382
Haven't started part 5 yet, but yeah, I kinda feel the same way. I really like the backstory and conflict between Anon and Sunset, and I feel like Anon's hatred of Sunset and how jaded he is is pretty well done.

However, he's an absolute unlikable cunt. I'm sure that's the point, but I don't really enjoy reading from Anon's perspective because I feel like I can predict how he's going to interact with everyone he get's to interact with; he's going to be an unlikable cunt. I'm also not a fan of the whole 'ultra nerd' thing he's got going on, but I'm chocking that up to personal taste.

I'd much rather read from Sunset's perspective.
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>>30718541
I agree with you on the backstory. The way he acts to Sunset and how much he hates her is perfectly justified because of what she did to him, but it's just too hard to read because of how nitpicky he is and how hard he tries to get on Sunsets nerves. There's a limit to how much you can be a cunt to people, but this has clearly gone over the limit.
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>>30696968
>With a stretch of your arms you let loose a long yawn
>AJ wipes her mouth from behind her burger as she points it to you
>”You feelin ok?”
>You wave her concern off as you pick your fork back up to chow down
“I’m fine, just feeling a bit sluggish due to all the excitement lately.”
>Rarity perks up and digs into her purse
>”Oh Sunset Darling, I have just the thing. I use it all the time to put a little pep in my st—”
*SLAM*
>You and everyone else at the table are startled by the backpack being mashed on the table
>”OK I have two things to say and only one of them is remotely good.”
>Pinkie is the first to bounce back both literally and figuratively from Rainbow’s interruption as she bobs up and down in her chair
>”And happy lunch to you too Dashie!”
>Rainbow sighs as she takes her seat by AJ
>”I’d say it was if I got here in time to really enjoy it.”
>She eyeballs AJ’s fries as she frowns theatrically
>Rolling her eyes AJ pushes her tray of fries in front of Rainbow as she finishes her burger
>You can’t help but smile at the almost regular lunch scene
>Fluttershy looks on in concern as she stops nibbling at her pile of steamed lentils
>”What kept you behind so long?”
>Between chews of a mouthful of fries Rainbow snaps her fingers into a finger gun at Fluttershy
>”That’s, mhmm, because of the first thing.”
>Beating her chest before letting out a satisfied sigh she frowns once more
>”Alright, I’m pretty sure I failed that math quiz.”
>Ahh of course, you forgot that was today
>It's been a bit since you actually paid attention to math
>Maybe you should review a bit between classes?
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>>30718915
>Twilight puts down her eggroll as raises an eyebrow
>”I thought we went over Mr. Procrates’s material the other day?”
>Rainbow nods with a half-shrug
>”Well yea, but that leads to the second thing.”
>The rest of you wait in anticipation as she stuffs a few more fries into her maw
>After gulping loudly her demeanor changes from laid-back into very serious as she furrows her brow and hunkers down conspiratorially
>Her gaze darts left and right before she continues
>”We got to keep this on a need-to-know basis, and vice-principal Luna doesn’t need to know, got it?”
>What?
>Her tone and body language give you the impression that she’s serious, but that just worries you
>What could possibly be so serious right now, and be something to keep from prince-ipal Luna?
>The possibilities run rampant through your head as you bite your thumb
>The others share somewhat worried glances as everybody at the table hunkers down like Rainbow
>With her arms flat on the table Rainbow intertwines her fingers
>”Brace yourselves; the band has a new gig.”
>Almost as suddenly as it swept over the table all the tension vanishes
>The band has a new gig?
>Why did she make that out to be such a big deal?
>AJ speaks up first while pulling her Stetson back from her forehead
>”Now why’d ya have to go get us worked up for nothing?”
>You nod in agreement
“That’s not a big deal, plus I don’t really see why we’d need to keep a gig secret from Luna.”
>Rainbow holds up her pointer finger as the others start to raise their own questions
>”It’s not just any gig though, it’s a rock off!”
>A rock off?
>Wait!
>You push yourself up to a standing position as the realization hits you
“Don’t tell me the sirens want to settle the score!?”
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>>30718921
>That would explain why Rainbow was so serious just a moment ago
>The others all react differently to your exclamation
>AJ with a scowl
>”Ah knew they were still rotten to the core.”
>They DID never apologize for what they had done
>Even if they were practically ran off the stage
>Rarity with a deflated shake of her head
>”We should’ve figured with what Anon said.”
>It hadn’t occurred to you that they may have wanted to reclaim their lost glory
>Though you guess nothing’s stopping them now that they have their gems back
>Twilight runs a hand through her hair
>”Well this certainly poses a new threat.”
>No kidding
>Fluttershy with a disappointed sigh
>”I thought that at least Sonata had turned a new leaf…”
>Why would she think that?
>Pinkie however, she simply shrugs
>”Eh, saw it coming.”
>A bit crass compared to her usual reactions
>Rainbow shakes her head however
>”No nonono, the sirens aren’t our enemy!”
>Say what?
>She scratches her chin
>”Well, at least for the rock off they aren’t.”
>Then…
>”No, this Saturday at Galloping Fillies, The Rainbooms will take on…”
>Looking around the cafeteria she points to the far right corner
>”The Flashers!”
>Who?
>Twisting around in your seat you scan the direction she’s pointing at
>You only see Flash reading a book by hims—
>The Flashers, Flash sitting alone reading
>Whipping your head around you stare at Rainbow in disbelief
“We’re having a rock off with Flash?”
>Before she can respond AJ scratches her temple
>”What kind of a name is The Flashers?”
>Rarity flicks her hair as she rolls her eyes
>”An uncreative one fitting for someone lacking a flair for spectacle like Flash.”
>That’s an understatement
>Though it’s not like your band really has the right to talk
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>>30718925
>You’re pretty sure Rainbow just wanted to work her name into the band’s, though it turned out fine
>Twilight beside you pinches her bottom lip between her thumb and forefinger
>”Excuse me Rainbow Dash, but why exactly are you rocking off against them?”
>You’re wondering that yourself
>Rainbow smirks before pointing at Twilight
>”What do YOU mean by you, you’re part of the Rainbooms ya know!?”
>Way to dodge the question there
>Twilight physically recoils a bit while holding her hands up defensively
>”Me, oh nonononono, I can’t sing or play an instrument.”
>Pinkie shakes her head with a smirk
>”Ahhh nonsense Twilly-twally, it’s practically law around here that everyone have some musical skill.”
>Leaning over the table she gets in real close to Twilight
>”That and I’m pretty sure we heard you singing for help at the Friendship Games.”
>What?
>Twilight raises an eyebrow along with you
>”I’m sorry, what?”
>Rubber-banding back to her seat Pinkie coughs into her fist
>”Erhm, I mean what do you think Anon plays, I see him as a jaw harp kinda guy.”
>Rainbow looks up to the ceiling
>”He said he doesn’t have any musical talent, but for some reason I’m getting the weird feeling he’d be really good at the accordion…”
>AJ has a big grin on her face as she begins to stare at the ceiling as well
>”In a perfect world he’d play the castanets.”
>You speak up before anyone else can throw out an idea of what Anon plays
“So Rainbow, why are WE having a rock off with Flash?”
>Instead of an awkward smile like you were expecting she manages to boast a confident one
>”I’m so glad you asked, it’s because Flash is a SIN.”
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>You cock an eyebrow at the obvious
“And?”
>Rainbow practically stands up from her chair as she points at Flash
>”Look at him, Flash is too busy reading to do anything bad!”
>Well you can’t argue with that
>Crossing her arms her smile steadily grows
>”So not only is he preoccupied, we now have a time and place where we’ll throw down.”
>Twilight nods while adjusting her glasses
>”And so we can formulate our plan of attack…”
>Hmm, that’s actually a good point
>Though there’s one tiny problem
“Ok, that makes sense, so we just need to win this Rock off and, what will happen?”
>Rainbow smiles toothily
>”Flash says if we beat him he’ll do whatever we want.”
>Oh, guess you could ask him to not do anything bad, assuming he’ll keep his word
>Fluttershy speaks up once more
>”So, not to sound like I think it will happen, but what if he wins?”
>That’s a good question
>Rainbow laughs in a painfully awkward way as she looks away from all of you
>”Oh nothing too bad, justthatwe’dbecomepartofhispossy…”
>Blank stares from all around the table focus in on her
>It's not long before she begins to overly enjoy what remains of her fries
>”Boy, these are REALLY good…”
>AJ slowly slides the tray out from under Rainbow, much to her dismay
>It screeches as it drags across the surface of the table
>AJ slowly looks her in the eye
>”And ya agreed ta that for us?”
>Looking at all the now slightly annoyed faces around the table Rainbow holds up her pointer finger
>”In my defense, I thought this out completely beforehand and figure—“
>Rarity leans forward past AJ and makes eye contact with Rainbow as well
>”You got heated up because he said he was a better guitarist than you, didn’t you?”
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>>30718938
>Rainbow suddenly looks a lot redder in her face as her breathing gets a bit heavy
>”Uhh, I uhh, of c-cours—“
>AJ’s piercing stare seems to glow from underneath the shade of her Stetson
>”You wouldn’t lie ta us now would ya?”
>You have never seen Rainbow’s lips purse harder
>Seemingly giving up she collapses onto the table top
>”Ok, I may have gotten a bit angry.”
>The table shares a sigh in exasperation
>Rainbow bounces back up after a moment with an unsure smile
>”But it’ll be fine, we just need to rock his socks off!”
>She points to you
>”Sure, he pretty much has the same magic as the sirens did, but since you were able to make a counter-spell to that this should be no big deal.”
>Sorry what?
>Both you and Twilight suddenly become much more attentive as you lock eyes for a moment
“Did you just say that he has the same magic as the sirens?”
>Rainbow nods slowly like a foa-kid, caught snatching from the cookie jar
>”Yea, pretty much; I only saw red stuff from his eyes and a red mist on the floor, but people were going nuts for him.”
>You bring your hands together in front of you as you inhale deeply
>Twilight speaks for you as she adjusts her glasses
>”That’s going to be a bit of a problem.”
>Fluttershy furrows her brow
>”Why, is that?
>You lay your arms flat on the table as you answer her
“The counter-spell princess Twilight performed with us was completely improvised, even though she knew that it was the sirens of legend she was dealing with, she had absolutely no idea how to develop a counter-spell.”
>Worry colors everyone’s’ faces as what you said hits them
>”Darling, are you saying that we, we just got lucky?”
>You can only frown
“In essence, yes.”
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>>30718942
>Rainbow snaps her fingers
>”Ok, in that case we just have to make a new song that makes us all pony up right?”
>You and Twilight both look to each other before shrugging
“I guess we could try to and hopefully our raw magic output blows them away?”
>AJ peers out from under the brim of her hat as she points to you
>”Can ya just tweak the one we used against the sirens?”
>Ehh
>You shrug with a shake of the head
“That was one we sung with princess Twilight, so I don’t know if it’d have the same impact as before.”
>Twilight holds up a finger as she interjects
>”Not to mention it’s probably not wise to reattempt the same song and hoping it’ll do the trick.”
>Fluttershy brushes her bangs out of her eyes as she tries to get your attention
>”Are we sure that your world doesn’t have any information on Nihilem’s magic?”
>Twilight piggybacks on Fluttershy’s question as she turns to you
>”Perhaps his magic was well documented, did the other Twilight learn anything about Nihilem that can help us better understand his magic?”
>Well…
“Not really, she just recently got back from a trip to Yakyakistan yesterday; so she’s just now looking into Nihilem.”
>Pinkie nods rapidly in her seat
>”So we just need to make a really good song while we wait for p0ny Twilight to get back to us on magical stuff!”
>That’s probably the best plan of action for right now
>Rarity takes a sip of her milk before dabbing her mouth with a napkin
>”I suppose that’s all we can do for now.”
>You guess s—
>Wait, there is one thing you can do
>You lean forward and stare at Rainbow intently
“Why is it that you don’t want to tell Luna about this?”
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>>30718947
>Rainbow shies away from your stare
>”I, I dunno; I guess it just wouldn’t really help things.”
>That’s right; she was looking after Anon all day yesterday and didn’t spend the day learning what you did
>Both AJ and Twilight seem to perk up as realization hits them
>Twilight smiles as she speaks up
>”But that can’t be further from the truth!”
>Rainbow scrunches her face up as she looks at the two of you confusedly
>”How’s that?”
>AJ props her hat up with a flick of her fingers
>”It’s cause vice-principal Luna has been studying magic, Equestrian magic, fer almost 21 years now!”
>Rainbow looks from you to AJ with her incredulous reaction plain on her face
>”Seriously?”
>Pinkie bounces in her seat
>”Yep, she said she was a part of a group like us who dealt with magic stuff that happened in Canterlot when THEY were in high school!”
>Rainbow’s wide eyed response reminds you of a fish gasping for air
>”No crap…”
>Twilight nods before adding onto the new info you learned yesterday
>”Apparently she was also researching all sorts of things about magic from Equestria alongside Anon’s father.”
>You sigh before addressing everyone
>”So I guess we’ll wait for princess Twilight’s response while we write a good song together and ask Luna if she can help in any way?”
>Everyone seems to agree in one way or another as you feel the conversation come to a close
>Well that is before Rainbow sighs and asks
>”So, do you think I should go get food before we meet up after school? It seems like we’re going to be talking about stuff for a long time.”
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And that’s it for this one. Looking forward to reading more from SCIANON JESUS I CAN’T BELIEVE HE’S REALLY BACK! It seems that just like with Seismic, NEVER EVER really wasn’t forever ;v;
In the meantime I’ll be updating again within 3 days my dudes
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>>30718954
Nice to get a little break from that dream world thing. It was kinda interesting at first, but it's starting to drag on a bit for me. I'd completely forgotten about flash though, can't wait for him to get rekt
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>>30717791
welcome back fampai
>>30718954
>3 days
oh baby
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>>30718954
See you in 5 days
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>>30718382
She was the only person he ever opened up to and she literally threw him down a flight of stairs while humiliating him. Of course he's a dickish, angry, unlikable cunt. He has no reason to be nice or to care if anyone in this story lives.
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>Nobody becomes a hunter expecting to live a long life.
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>>30719966
I understand and I agree with you, but there's a time where his kind of attitude is completely out of place. The cave for example, as I said earlier, his attitude and such is completely justified, but when you're freezing your balls off with death on its way, you dont have time to make stupid jabs and insults. He's a smart person, so really he just needs to shutup for once. Once they're out the cave he can do whatever the fuck he wants.
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>>30720088
>dead writer comes back after fuck knows how long
>lets insult his story and bash the main character
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>>30720088
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>>30720385
Forgive my faggotry, but I don't understand.
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>>30720527
No matter what situation Anon is in he will never stop hating Sunset. She was his rock and she abandoned him.
He would rather die than be her friend again.
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>>30720675
This game sure was something.
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>>30720675
>>30720770
Looks familiar. Is it I have no mouth?
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>>30721027
Yeah
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>>30716663
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>30609423

“Hey, Rarity,” you say, letting her name hang on your voice.
>”Darling?”
“What if you came to Bahhston with me?”
>She pushes away from you and raises an eyebrow in response.
>”What’s in Bahhston? I thought you had to go to work.”
“I do. Didn’t I tell you my company runs out of Europe? In fact, HQ is right in Haynau, Germineigh. As far as they’re concerned, Bahhston is the west.”
>”Haynau, you say? Some of my favorite designers are from there!”
>She brings a finger to her chin and rubs it contemplatively.
>”And I do have a friend down there I could meet up with as well.”
>Oh fuck.
“You two could totally get together then. It’s good to catch up with old friends.”
>”Indeed. Did you know she’s a--”
“Too bad we can’t go see the Rouge Stockings. I’d love to go see a game, but they’re away in Vanhoover for a few weeks.”
>”I didn’t know Caneighdians played baseball.”
“Wicked.”
>Rarity sighs and turns her head, staring wistfully out the window as it bleeds light into the hard room.
>”Oh well. I suppose it wasn’t meant to be.”
>Dodged a bullet there.
>Then her smile returns, and she rises from the couch.
>”I’d love to go with you. I just need to pack my bags.”
“Great! I’ll pick you up soon, then.”
>She disappears around a corner.
>You can hear a door click and what sounds like a mountain of fabric tumbling onto the hardwood floor.
>”Curses! Oh, uh, yes. I’ll see you soon, darling!”
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>>30724646

>You open the door to her apartment and hesitantly stick your head outside.
>Any signs of you-know-who?
>No, it doesn’t look like it.
>Taking a tentative sniff in the air, you try to make out her perfume, or perhaps any strong odors of blood.
>It’s all clean.
>You try to push the woman out of your mind, but her and her cherry blossom scent cloud push right back into the forefront of your worry center.
>You reach into your jacket and take a firm grip on your cross, you make way into the long hallway.
>Once the door is closed firmly behind you, you take slow, controlled steps over to the elevator.
>The light above the machine travels from number to number, until hitting twenty four, the floor you’re on.
>It dings and sits for a few seconds before the aluminum doors slide apart, opening the bland, brown chamber in all its smooth jazz glory.
>You don’t enter it right away.
>Instead, you poke your hand in, hold it there for a second, and then slowly move to the control panel.
>After pushing the button for the bottom floor, you pull your limb out of the doorway and stand still until the metallic barrier starts to slide shut.
>At the last second, you jump in, letting the door close securely behind you.
>If anybody was in here, they would have gone right after your ha--
“Wow!”
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>>30724658

>Something grabs onto your neck and lifts you off the ground.
>You find yourself flying through the air, but not very far as you slam into the particleboard wall just two feet away.
>Before your feet can touch the carpet, the force returns.
>With an iron grip, you’re thrown like a ragdoll and twisted, having your back slammed against the wall.
>Your chest and your mouth are both covered before you can even register what’s going on.
>Finally, they slow down just enough that you can make out the orange, manicured hand pressed against your lips.
>Trailing up the wrist, and the leather-covered arm, you reach a face you never thought you’d see again.
“Fmmh hemhy?”
>”What’s up, Anon? It’s been a while.”
>The blue haired prick shoots you a smile.
>It’s not to show his happiness, either.
>Your eyes are drawn to two very large fangs protruding from his upper jaw.
>You lock eyes with him and widen yours, then dart them around the room.
>In the corners of your vision, you can see his smile growing as he focuses on your scared little stare.
>That’s right, pretty boy, focus on the eyes.
>From your jacket, you pull out your cross and shove the silver tool against his shirt, right on the lightning bolt logo.
>He squeals and jumps away from you, hitting the elevator door right as it hits floor twenty two.
“What’s wrong, Flash? Band washed up and now you’re moon lightning as the main character of a discount love story?”
>”Real funny, kid, but not nearly as funny as the look on your face when I bring you to her.”
>Her?
>Wait a second, he and Sunset were pretty close back in high school. In fact, you think they dated for a semester.
>She couldn’t be involved in this too, could she?
>Damn, it looks like all your classmates are coming back to haunt you.
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>>30724665

>Enter Rainbow Dash, the coolest girl and greatest player in Bahhston.
>The bright afternoon sun beats down on your hat as you maneuver through a few less crowded streets in the city.
>Through your tinted glasses, you stare down everyone that passes by.
>He’s got a thick neck.
>Ooh, but her jugular is just asking for it.
>No, no, that kid with the candybar probably has some sweet blood.
>Come to think of it, you felt kind of bloated this morning. Maybe you should lay off the sweets.
>Protein might be good.
>That’s when you spot a big guy for you.
>He looks gay on the outside, but that shouldn’t be a problem.
>Yeah, that’ll do.
“Lunch time.”
>You make a beeline for him, prepared to bump shoulders, until your phone starts to ring.
>He jerks his head to you and you turn right away, walking by the hulk.
>Damn. Who the fuck is calling you at noon?
>Ripping the phone out of your pocket, you take a look at the screen expecting to be very upset by the caller.
>Instead, your mouth begins to water.
>Lunch hasn’t been ruined after all.
>After a little swipe, you bring the phone up to your ear.
”S’up.”
>”Hey, Dash. I’m in town for a few days. Want to get a coffee?”
>Bold. Straight and to the point.
>What is it about this guy that makes him think he can talk to the greatest athlete who ever lived like she was just another girl on the street?
>He should be stuttering and begging you.
>Cheeky little thing.
“Just a coffee?”
>”Let’s start there.”
>Oh, you’re going to enjoy draining him.
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>>30724672

>A few minutes later, you arrive at the cafe where you two first drank.
>The place looks identical to the day you left, right down to the pile of dust in the corner.
>You can’t smell the coffee beans though.
>No, you’re hit with a wall of blood so strong you almost step back.
>It fills your nose, leaks into your mind, and wraps around it.
>Like a lasso, the heavenly scent draws you through the outdated room and to a familiar booth.
>In sits Anon, hunched over the table with a coffee cup held close to his chest.
>You lean in behind him and take a few light whiffs.
>That’s definitely coming from him.
>Further in you go, not even realizing you’re over his shoulder now and inhaling deeply.
>”Hey.”
“Oh, uh, hey,” you stammer, caught in the act.
>Think.
“The coffee smells good.”
>He raises an eyebrow and brings the cup to his nose.
>”Yeah, I guess it does.”
>You giggle and step around the table, taking the seat opposite him.
>He’s smiling at you, but it’s not genuine.
>Even you can tell that.
>In fact, it looks like he’s trying to hold something back.
>A closer examination with your super sharp eyes alerts you to all the makeup he’s wearing.
>The areas he’s applied the most seem to bulge out from his face slightly, especially on his lower right lip.
>No way, he didn’t.
>Not this guy.
>You close your eyes and take another sniff in the air, sucking in the blood around you.
>Yeah, he did.
>Anon, the smooth talking, bar fighting, paper company salaryman.
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>>30724682

>He adjusts in his seat slightly, careful not to move his midsection.
“You alright?”
>”Yeah, I just slept funny. What about you? You’re acting like this is your first day with a nose.”
“I just really love the smell of coffee.”
>”Maybe I’ll bring some to your next game. Come by the bleachers and I’ll get you a cup.”
>Your next game?
>That’s in a week, and sorry to say, you’re not going to last that long, buddy.
>Hell, if he keeps bleeding like this, you might pounce before the day even ends.
>Know what? Fuck it. And fuck surprising him in the woods with some dead parents and a jaguar.
“You know what we should do today? Let’s throw the ole’ ball around.”
>”You haven’t even had any coffee yet. Didn’t you say you loved it?”
“I’m just eager to get out there is all.”
>”Have a cup of joe. We’ve got the day ahead of us, don’t we?”
>He didn’t just say no to you, did he?
>Where does this guy find his balls?
>It’d be almost hot if he weren’t a paper boy.
>The only thing that’s making you hot right now is all that blood in the air.
>You cross your legs and squeeze your thighs together as you take in another whiff.
>This might be the best blood you’ve ever smelled and he just fucking leaking it.
>You flag the waitress over and order some black as you inspect his shirt.
>There are no stains on it, so he probably just bandaged everything up.
>A few seconds later, the woman comes back with a small ceramic glass filled with caffeine.
>He tries to talk to you about something, and while you do nod and give affirmative grunts, you’re barely paying attention.
>All that runs through your mind are ways of getting into his neck.
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>>30724690

>You could just rip his throat out and use his veins as a drinking straw.
>That would be fun, but there’s also the classic pose.
>Imagining him trying to push you off as you lock your arms around his back and bite into that thick, pulsating neck brings a blush to your face.
>”You ok?”
“Hm?”
>”Your cheeks are red.”
“Oh, I guess it’s just hot in here. We should go.”
>”Try taking off your jacket?”
>He gestures to your leather getup.
“And lose the fashion? I don’t think so. Besides, I need this for the disguise.”
>”Fair enough.”
>It’s at that moment that his phone starts to ring.
>He visibly tenses, and you can hear his heart start to thump faster.
>Oh? Who is on the line?
>Whoever they are, they’re stirring his blood up nice and good.
>You can practically see the veins on his neck pulse as blood rushes through them.
“Aren’t you going to answer that?”
>”Nope.”
“It might be important.”
>”And it might not be.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t mind. Go ahead and pick it up.”
>”It’s ok, really. You wanted to go play baseball, right? Let’s go.”
“Answer the phone first.”
>He stares at you for a long few seconds.
>For once, it seems like he doesn’t have anything to say.
>Ever so slowly, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the ugliest little flip phone
>Wow, they still make those?
>He flips it open and raises it to his ear.
>”Yes. Can you describe the nature of the jam?”
>He keeps eye contact while the other person presumably talks.
>”A representative will be over shortly. Please find a safe place to store your paper while you wait.”
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>>30724696

>Uh oh, paper boy got called out to fix a mean old printer?
>”I have to go fix a printer.”
>Ha!
>Wow, what a loser.
>Although, this isn’t too bad.
>You can just follow him there and bag two for the price of one.
>Draining someone in front of him might season his blood a little before you go in for the big score.
“That’s cool. I’ll meet you at the field later, ok? Just tell the guard Dash gave you the green.”
>”I feel like that’s something a lot of people say.”
>That’s because it is.
>Although they’re usually dinner guests, so to speak.
>You smile, and as your lips brush against your teeth, you feel a little prick.
>Oh shit, were those showing all along?
>You close your mouth and keep it to a grin, but that’s getting harder to maintain the more you imagine his blood pouring out over your tongue.
>Maybe you should bottle some of it and keep it on hand for before a game.
>Rainbow Dash, super sports star, scores homeruns by the dozens, all fueled by a vial of the good shit.
>You run your fingers through your hair and throw the cap back on.
“See you soon.”
>”See you soon.”
>He tips his head back to finish off the cup and slams it down after.
>His journey to get up out of the booth is drawn out, and he locks up for a split second in a twist.
>Man, you wish you saw that fight.
>The man waves as he leaves, and you head out not long after.
>You follow the scent of blood while he walks, and eventually he stops at some beat up pickup.
>Paper boy drives that thing? Not bad, actually.
>As he drives off, you make haste and keep up just enough to annoy the crowds on the sidewalks, but not enough that anyone driving should take their eyes off the traffic.
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>>30724700

>It’s not terribly long before he makes it to the end of backstreet and parks on the wrong side of the road.
>You dart behind a lexus and watch carefully as he grabs a duffle bag out of the cab and walks up to the pink house he parked in front of.
>While he’s knocking, you speed across the street and find refuge behind his truck.
>You can hear the door creak open, and Anon starts to talk about printers.
>”Who the hell are you?”
>”Hi, I’m with the city’s Board of Central Water Care. Do you have a second to talk about the new bill?”
>Wait, what?
>”The board of what?”
>”Of Central Water Care, sir. May I come inside?”
>”I never heard of that.”
>”Have you ever checked your taxes?”
>”I, er, I do my taxes every year.”
>”I’m sure you do. Now, let’s get to this bill. You got any coffee?”
>This isn’t printer talk at all.
>Come to think of it, why’s the other guy sound surprised to see anyone?
>You’d think that if you called someone to fix a printer, you’d also expect someone to show up at your door.
>The door shuts, and you peek at it from under the truck.
>Nobody’s there.
>The coast is clear, so you make your way up to the front window and hide in a green bush just beside it.
>The door is a few feet in front of you, with an identical window and bush just past that.
>You press your ear against the house and try to make out what they’re saying.
>It’s all muffled just enough, but pretty soon their voices start raising.
>It’s quiet for a solid minute, but then they start yelling again.
>The smell of dog blasts through the window, and you can hear some nasty growling from in there.
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>>30724715

>No way some dumb animal is killing Anon before you can!
>You get ready to jump inside, but then someone goes and fires a gun.
>You crouch down again, hiding as deep into the bush as you can while several more shots ring out.
>Suddenly, the window from across the door shatters.
>Anon goes flying through it and crashes into the lawn, bounces off the dirt, and rolls to a stop.
>Right out of that same hole in the house comes a...no way.
>Your eyes widen as a fully grown werewolf howls and bounds, running toward your prey.
>Anon claws his way across the grass and reaches his hand out for something shiny that landed away from him.
>He grabs it and twists at just the right second to plunge the apparently silver cross into the chest of the wolf.
>It snarls and collapses on top of him before bursting into flames bluer than you are.
>Anon shouts and pushes with all his might, throwing the flaming animal off himself.
>While the wolf cooks, Anon lays there, catching his breath.
>Once the body of fur has been reduced to a pile of ashes, the flames go out, and Anon is free to get his cross back.
>He sticks it in his jacket and picks himself up off the ground, groaning the whole way.
>The first step he takes looks like it almost brings him down, but he catches himself and limps the rest of the way to his truck.
>On the way, he takes out his phone and presses it to his ear.
>”Anon, hunter special class. Kill confirmed on End Street.”
>You can hear the buzzing of someone replying, but the man shuts the phone, seemingly uninterested in conversation.
>He throws open the door to the ram and pulls himself into it, then leans against the seat as if he’d run a marathon.
>He rests for a minute and, after wiping the blood off his mouth with a napkin, closes the truck door and dials another number on the flip phone.
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>>30724723

>Suddenly your own starts ringing.
>You fear you’ve been caught, but you answer it instantly to keep from making noise.
>”Hey, Dash, I’m on the way.”
>Are you fucking kidding?
“How’d the,” you pause.
>This was a fever dream, right?
“How’d the fix go?”
>”It was fine. The guy just tried to put ink in the toner slot and he backed up the system. Nothing interesting, really.”
“Nothing interesting.”
>”Yeah. Anyway, I’ll see you in a few.”
“Right.”
>”Bye.”
“Bye.”
>The timer ticks on for a few seconds before he slaps the thing shut and drives off.
>You got high off the scent of his blood.
>That’s the only explanation here.
>Still though, that pile of ashes doesn’t look like a dream.
>In fact, as you approach it, it look more and more real.
>Running your fingers through it confirms this.
>It’s not possible.
>Him? The paper boy?
>A monster hunter?
>That shit’s only real in storybooks and movie.
>In real life? Someone that lame?
>No...not lame.
>Someone...totally fucking radical!
>Holy shit! A monster hunter!

I want to join in the update party, so here you go, one update, and only two weeks late this time. We're trucking along just fine. Anyway, I hope everyone is liking the story so far. For those who haven't read it yet, I'm not going to make you. I'm only going to say that I know people and I'll let you take it from there. I should also leave this fully updated pastebin as an apology, I guess https://pastebin.com/AXpxfVpq
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>>30724696
She really likes blood huh
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>>30720088

Y'know, it's sort of funny. When I first did this, it was the exact opposite opinion where everyone really hated Sunset and were always on Anon's side.

Just sort of interesting to me. Maybe it's a context thing? I did do a re-write so maybe that's part of it.

>>30720335

I wouldn't worry if you think I'll leave because people are disliking the behavior of one of the characters. I'm a big believer in the Death of the Author, so I like people to come to their own conclusions on whether something is intentional, or just bad writing.

Really, I think it would be somewhat arrogant of me not to consider any discussion at all of my story to be flattering.

At least I'm seeing it as discussion. I'm assuming if people really did get fed up with the story they'd just tell me to leave.

>>30720385

This made me lol. don't know why, something about the filename caught me off-guard.

>>30718954

It's good to see you again friend. You can thank all the good greens for inspiring me to come back

Anyways, update soon. about an hour I think.
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>>30725280

>You feel history repeating itself. Why can’t you learn?
>Both of your hands snatch at your hair.
“I’m sorry Twilight…”
>She shakes her head
>”I don’t care, I just want to get out of here.”
>Twilight stares at you with already watering eyes while Anon glares at you through his glasses. All at once, you can’t stand looking at the two of them, side-by-side, so you advert your gaze.
>Everyone is turning against you, Just like Anon said.
>As you advert yourself to hide you notice an encouraging sign to your side.
>You take a deep breath and respond.
”And we’re going to, Twilight. Look.”
>You point a finger towards the one of the corners of the rock you stand on, where a gradual slope begins.
>There, the narrow path you spotted earlier rides the gargantuan circumference of the cavern all the way down to the ground below.
“It’s a walk alright, but it’s something.”
>You hear Twilight gasp behind you.
>”Oh my god, you’re right!”
>Looking back at the two of them, you notice that even Anon’s eyes have lit up, before immediately returning to their normal glare once he notices that you’re watching.
>The faster you leave him to scowl at the back of your head, the better.
“What are we waiting for then? We need to keep moving.”
>Desiring to exchange glares with Anon no longer, you about-face and begin marching down the slope towards the pathway.
>You only take a few steps before Twilight stops you.
>”Sunset, wait.”
>You comply with Twilight’s request, momentarily pausing and looking back.
>Anon and her are standing awkwardly across from you, still having not moved from their original position. Twilight is giving you a perplexed stare.
>What did you do?
“Are… You having trouble? With Anon?”
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>>30725413

>It occurs to you that it looks like you just dumped Anon on her.
“I wanted to keep you warm. I’m sorry, Anon was easy for me to carry, I didn’t think –“
>Twilight shakes her head as you speak, causing you to trail off.
>”I told you Sunset, you’re cold as well. Come over here.”
>She motions you over, and Anon raises a suspicious eyebrow.
>”We all need each other.” Twilight repeats.
>”I’ve got his right, you get his left, Sunset.”
>Anon snaps his head towards Twilight.
>”Excuse me?”
>You choose to ignore Anon’s protest and address Twilight.
“I’m fine Twilight.”
>Why is she trying to force you to get close to him? Doesn’t she know it’ll just make you uncomfortable? Forget the situation you’re in, it’ll just cause Twilight trouble.
“I… I think it’s a bad idea.”
>Besides…
>Somewhere in the recess of your mind you feel a part of you that would just… rather remain cold. As if you feel like you don’t even deserve the warmth.
>”Sunset! Just do it.”
>Twilight staggers towards you, Anon tumbling beside her with a yelp as he’s dragged along. When she reaches you, she clutches at your jacket with a shivering hand.
>”This isn’t just about you and him anymore, this is just about survival, alright?”
>Twilight begs you with not just her words, but her eyes as well. Anon is currently attempting to push himself off of Twilight as much as he can. Undoubtedly to get away from you. The gesture is more symbolic than actually effective.
“Twilight… It’s not just me…”
>Anon scoffs.
>”It is.”
>Twilight momentarily divides her attention and gives Anon a sideways glare, but does not grant any other sort of response. She returns to you almost immediately and pulls you close. Speaking softly so only you can hear.
>”Who cares? You’re better than this.”
>Part of you wants to believe that.
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>>30725420

>Anon might be able to hear her, despite how determined he is to keep his ‘distance’ in order to display his apprehension.
>”Just promise me Sunset. Promise you’ll try.”
>She’s so close to you, you can barely make out her expression. Her head cuts you off from the only illumination: the orange sunlight filtering in through the skylights in the high stone ceiling.
>A promise? Is that all she needs?
>You’ve made promises to yourself dozens of times in the past. You haven’t always been able to keep them. In fact, you’ve broken most of them.
>Can you even trust yourself anymore?
>You realize how long you’ve taken to answer when Twilight begs you again.
>”Sunset… Please. Do it for me.”
>Beyond what you expected from yourself, the trembling voice moves you.
>A part inside of you that you almost forgot. That tells you if you don’t know yourself, you can trust that Twilight knows you.
“I promise.”
>Your response is rewarded with a sigh of relief.
>”Okay… I trust you.”
>You reach out and lightly take hold of Twlight’s arm as it grips your jacket. Sliding your fingers down her arm until your hands touch.
>She lets go of your jacket, and for a moment you hold hands, taking in what little warmth you can from each with your frozen fingertips.
>”She’s a good liar, isn’t she?”
>The warm is lessened by a cold reminder: the piercing eyes hiding behind the reflecting glasses. For once you give it no mind, and instead focus on the moment you have with Twilight to rekindle your resolve.
>She’s smiling. She hasn’t lost faith in you, after all.
>”Alright. We need to go. Help me with Anon.”
>You nod in response, then slide to Anon’s left side.
>”Don’t I get a say in this?”
>You shake your head.
“You don’t.”
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>>30725442

>As you move into position, Anon shrinks away from you. Some last ditch protest, not unlike a wounded animal’s last desperate attempt to fend off a predator.
>Except you are to blame the least, when compared to this wounded beast.
>You put one hand on Anon’s wrist and pull his arm over your shoulder, returning to the awkward closeness that made you so uncomfortable.
>Or perhaps it’s the headache you only just noticed.
>You do your best to ignore it, and place your other arm around his waist. As you do so, your head twinges in pain, and a blurred memory appears in your mind.
>A memory of closeness, to Anon. A time when the both of you would gleefully greet each other with a warm embrace.
>That was a long time ago.
>”Ready guys?”
>Twilight interrupts your reminiscence and points to the path, ignoring a resounding “No” from Anon.
>”We’re making it out of here. All together now!”
>You and Anon begrudgingly comply, pushing past the awkwardness and walking arm-in-arm down the long, curving stairs to the base of the cavern.
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>>30725452

>You suppose it should come to no surprise that the stairs are man-made. Chiselled rocks stacked on top of each other. Remarkably stable, considering how old they must be.
>It would be pristinely silent, if not for the clumsy three who make their way down. Constantly stopping and starting, tripping and yelping as you narrowly avoid falling to your certain death.
>It’s a lot harder to walk down stairs when you’re three people with only two sets of working legs.
>Eventually, the three of you get used to the rhythm of walking in unison, and the noise dies down to the clumping of footsteps Aside from Twilight.
>Every few minutes or so, she whispers some words of encouragement to the two of you.
>”We’re doing it, see?”
>”We’re getting closer, only a few minutes more”
>”Not too fast, take it slow.”
>You’re happy to hear Twilight stay so positive. It’s one of the amazing things you’ve noticed about her. You’re not so sure Anon shares the same admiration.
>Twilight is constantly looking out to the distance, and towards our goal. She doesn’t notice that Anon shrinks away from her encouragement whenever she talks with clear annoyance on his face.
>Otherwise, he just stares at his feet. Probably to look where he walks, avoid eye contact, or both.
>You can’t make out his expression very well without making it obvious that you’re looking at him.
>The last thing you want right now is to give him a reason to start an argument with you. He would latch on to any attention you give him.
>You’re surprised he hasn’t noticed that you’ve been looking at him yet.
>You probably shouldn’t be, something in your mind keeps telling you,
>You need to know what he’s thinking, he’s got to be up to something
>You try to push the thoughts out of your mind, but they keep coming back. Along with this headache.
>Just forget it Sunset. Ignore him, for Twilight’s sake.
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>>30725472

Arlight, that's it for this update.

When everyone wakes up, I hope you all enjoy it.

It's probably going to be a couple of days until my next update. I don't want you guys to have the false expectation that I can pump out 3-5 updates per day anymore. That's what killed me last time.

I just had some stuff prepared for coming back, and, as I said. This is an awkward spot to start again so I want to progress past it.
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>>30724988
Everybody needs a hobby.
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>>30725502
Maybe you should have finished on a better part before dying bruh
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>>30724754
I'm imagining Anon at this point looking really disheveled with messy hair. Anyone else? Or do you still see him as bald green man? Also, did he just kill Flash? Is Anon /ourguy/?
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>>30725469

New eqg short if anyone missed it.
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>>30726136
Another one? Fuck yeah.
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>>30724754
Well, this shit is moving along a lot faster than I thought. Can't wait to see what goes down between Dash and Anon. Hopefully we'll get a fight scene with Flash tooif he isn't already dead.
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>>30726164
Yeah, I really like that one, nice and cute.

Also for anyone who may have missed some.
http://mlp.wikia.com/wiki/My_Little_Pony_Equestria_Girls:_Summertime_Shorts

They're all on dailymotion somewhere
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>>30726245
Pretty sure the fight in the elevator was why Anon was so fucked up when he met Dash, so Flash is probably dead.
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>>30726624
Thanks for the list, actually just sat down a watched most of em a few minutes ago. Looks like a missed one or two.

Also, they really aren't dropping this Timber thing, are they? I was really enjoying Mad Twience until they brought him up, and it just killed the whole thing for me. Not even a Twifag.

>>30726652
That's what I thought at first, but maybe he just just wounded or distracted him and managed to escape? Seems to me like getting stuck in an elevator with a vamp would be a death sentence. Maybe Flash is just some weak blooded shitlord vampire.
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>>30726687
I wasn't too fussed about the timber thing, it kind of makes sense considering the whole high school setting, but it just seems odd with the music video.

Also I think there's another short on the way
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>>30726037
>Not knowing Flash is /ourguy/
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>>30725452
>>”Ready guys?”
>>Twilight interrupts your reminiscence and points to the path, ignoring a resounding “No” from Anon.
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>>30728586
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Since the thread could use a bump, I think I'll go ahead and dump what I've got ready for you guys. Stand by.
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>>30730266
To protect and serve

>-Reassignment. Oh joy.-
>-Guess it's better than working a desk at the station like I've been doing for the past two weeks.-
>-But reassignment to a high school? -
>-As a school resources officer?-
>-Higher ups are trying to get rid of me. Make me resign.-
>-Or sweep me under the rug.-
>-No, they're trying to turn this whole mess around.-
>-It was a PR shitstorm when word got out. Maybe they're planning on announcing your reassignment to the local news?-
>-'Rehabilitated Cop mentors Canterlot High students' does sound like a happy ending.-
>You make a left turn.
>The large building comes into view on your right.
>-There it is.-
>-The green grass, the big trees, the benches, the horse statue.-
>-Ugh. That statue. Always gave me goosebumps for some reason.-
>-Doesn't look like this place has changed a bit since you used to go here. Makes sense, it's only been a few years.-
>-Certainly not the most prestigious of schools, but at least it's not some inner city shithole.-
>-Wonder if Celestia is still the principal?-
>You find the faculty parking lot and pull into a free spot.
>-SRO counts as faculty, right? Surely they won't mind.-
>You'd rather not share the student parking.
>You turn off your the engine, pocket your keys, and step out of your cruiser.
>You take a deep breath and head off to the school offices.
>-Might as well get this day started.-
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>>30730272
>Stepping into the school's main office, your gaze falls on a lone young woman typing away on a computer.
>Pale skin, dark brown hair, black glasses.
>She looks up from her work when she hear's the door close behind you.
>"Hello, welcome to Canterlot Hi- Oh! you must the new SRO!" She gives you a big grin and extends her hand "I'm Ms. Inkwell, but you can call me Raven. I'm the secretary."
>You grab her hand and give it a firm but friendly shake.
"Officer Anon E. Mous, but Anon or Officer will be just fine."
>"Anon, huh? That's a funny name." She pulls her hands up to her chin and rests her head on them. "You know, I gotta say, a lot of us here were real excited when we heard we were getting an SRO. Some of the teachers have been complaining about some... troubled students. We're hoping that having a good role model like you around will help get the kids back on track. Oh, look at me, talking your ear off. I'll let the Principal and Vice Principal know you're here."
>She presses a button on the intercom next to her computer.
>"Principal Celestia? Officer Anon, the new SRO, is here to see you and your sister."
>A few seconds go by before the small box clicks back to life.
>"Thank you, Raven. Please send him in."
>Raven glances back up to you with a smile and points behind her with a thumb
>"Open the glass door, and her office is the one on the left."
>You give her your thanks and step through the glass door.
>Behind the glass door is a small hallway with three doors. Directly in front of you is the Vice Principal's office, denoted by the nameplate next to the door.
>-Wonder if VP Luna still remembers me?-
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>>30730282
>You step toward the left most door, and open the door. You're greeted with the sight with two beautiful women.
>One with ivory skin, magenta eyes, and long, flowing hair that seems to shift from one color to the next almost at random. She had plenty of curves in all the right places.
>The other was just a little shorter and younger. Pale blue skin, cyan eyes, and long, slightly curly hair of varying shades of blue. She didn't have the curves her sister did, but she was by no means plain.

>Principal Celestia give you a warm, enthusiastic smile, while VP Luna barely acknowledges you with a cold, disinterested glance.
>"Good morning Mr. Mous. Please, come in and take a seat." Principal Celestia beckons you inside from behind her desk.
>-Doesn't look like they've changed a bit.-
>You close the door behind you and sit down in from of Principal Celestia. VP Luna, who is leaning against a cabinet behind her sister, goes back to staring at the phone in her hand.
>"First off, let me say how happy we are to have you with us."
>"Absolutely ecstatic." VP Luna chimes in sarcastically.
>"Luna, please, be professional. Mr. Mous here is an important to the school, and we need to make sure he understands his duties."
>VP Luna sighs and slips her phone into her slacks. She crosses her arms and glares coldly at you.
"Principal Celestia, Vice Principal Luna, it's nice to see you two again; and please, Officer Anon, or just Anon, will do fine."
>"Then you can call me Celestia. I must say, you hardly seem like the same young man that graduated from here four years ago. To be honest, we were both a little surprised when we learned you became a police officer."
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>>30730290
>"Especially after you spent your last two years here constantly suspended or in detention." Celestia noticeably tenses up at her sister interjection.
"I know what you mean. If you had told me I'd become a police officer four years ago, I wouldn't have believed you. I guess I did a little bit of growing up after graduation."
>"Well, REGARDLESS of your past wild streak," Celestia looks Luna in the eyes as she says this "I'm sure you'll do a fantastic job as our new SRO. We've noticed some worrying things about some students, and with the recent crime wave, just having you here is going to make all of us feel safer."
"Raven mentioned some troubled students as well. What exactly is the problem?"
>"For starters, we've had a few students whose performance in classes has dropped dramatically. Fights among students are more common now than ever before. We've also seen signs of drugs making their way into the school; namely tobacco and cannabis."
"You almost sound like you're asking me to investigate."
>Celestia shifts her eyes downward, hesitant to reply. Luna decides to speak up again.
>"I... well..."
>"While my sister and I would like to have complete faith in our students, it is becoming increasingly obvious that we can't. Celestia wants you to become a bit of a role model for our students and participate in some school and club activities."
"What kind of activities?"
>"Oooh, you know... Fundraisers, charity work, and, uh... Well, the cheer squad has been asking for a male addition to the team." Celestia gives you a cheesy smile.
>You facepalm.
"So you want me to be that guy that's too cool to do drugs, right? This is starting to sound like a bad anti-drugs PSA from the 90's. I understand your concern for your students, but I have to say, this positive role model stuff doesn't usually work."
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>>30730302
>"I agree entirely. I know very well the lengths youth will go to just to defy authority out of some misguided notion of 'fighting the man'. That's why I proposed placing you in charge disciplining the student body."
>Luna always struck you as the type who grew up a rebellious teen.
"Can you even do that?"
>Celestia cuts in. "Not really, no, and we still haven't settled on the matter. Anyway, we're getting short on time. We're calling the school into the gym to introduce you to the school. Hope you're ready to meet our students."
"Whoa, hold on, alrea-"
>Celestia ignores your protests and presses a button on her intercom. "Attention, Canterlot High. We will now begin today's assembly. Teacher, please guide your classes to the gym and into the bleachers. Thank you."
>The intercom clicks off, and you swear you can feel the building shift from the students beginning to move about. Celestia gives you a sly grin.
>"I'm sorry, what were you about to say?"

>THe room reeks of sweat and iron. You push yourself off the weight bench and step in front of one of the large mirrors lining the walls.
>The cement floor does little to muffle your footsteps. Not that you can hear them over the commotion in the next room.
>A thousand voices combine into a dull roar. A microphone screech silences them.
>"Good morning, students. We've called this assembly to introduce our newest addition to the school faculty."
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>>30730307
>The dull roar begins again, but much quieter this time.
>Hazel eyes stare back at you. You pull a lock of your slightly curly chocolate brown hair down in front of your eyes, judging it's length.
>-It's about time I shaved this crap off again. Don't really have much of an excuse now that I'm back on duty.-
>Your gaze drifts lower, stopping on the noticeable scar adorning the left side of your neck. You linger for just a second, pushing back the memories before continuing on.
>"In the hopes of making our school like a safer place for learning and providing a positive role model for our students, we requested the Canterlot Police Department for a school resources officer."
>The roar intensifies.
>You readjust your ballistic vest, making sure the patches and the badge decorating it are all on straight. It's part of the uniform, after all; can't have it looking bad.
>Nobody makes fun of you for wearing it all the time anymore. If anything, more are starting to follow your example.
>"He's actually an old student! He graduated from here about four or five years ago! Guess some people never get over the senior blues, huh?"
>This earns Celestia an audible collective chuckle.
>You check your belt; magazine pouches, a can pepper spray, a taser, a collapsible baton, two pairs of handcuffs, and your standard issue Glock 17.
>Everything's in place.
>You step away from the mirror and towards the door.
>"Now, please, give a big Wondercolts welcome to Officer Anon E. Mous!"
>Your heart beat quickens as you grip the doorknob. You always hated crowds.
>You pull open the door and step into the gym.
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>>30730315
That's what I got so far. Lemme know what you like, what you hate, if you think it's shit or not. Anything constructive to help make me better.
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>>30730328
Looks really good m8, im looking forward for more.
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>>30730282
>Raven
I already like this green
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>>30730328
Bretty good prologue senpai.
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>>30725502
>Sunny will never comfort you
Welp gotta kms now.
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The fuck is going on here now?
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>>30732672
SciAnon is back.
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>>30732711
Yeah and a fuck load more green, who are we going to see next?
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>>30732813
Scootal00
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>>30734452
I think he's long gone anon
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>>30734508
If our faith revived Sci we can try it again.
Believe fag.
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>>30735549
>>30736437
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>>30726687
So what we can pull away from this is that Anon is either such a badass that he can kill a vampire while trapped in an elevator, or that vampires are so powerful that someone shown to be one of the if not the best hunter on earth barely escaped with his life.
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>>30736658
I'm opting for both. We've seen Anon prove his dick is the biggest time after time, but it looks like he still gets a little stiff around vampires, and I don't think it's entirely from PTSD.
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>>30720015
Das deep
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Hey guys, just wanted to let you know I'll probably be updating either tomorrow or Thursday. Also, I don't really have a schedule for when I'll update. I think I'm just gonna feel this out for a bit before I try to stick to a schedule. Right now, I'm just aiming for something every few days or at least once a week. See ya guys soon.
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>>30736718
I get stiff around Rarity too
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>>30737267
See you soon then m8.
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>>30736718
He doesn't have ptsd, he's just got bad dreams
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>>30734602
Remember: Spider a qt
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>>30738354
>mfw she just wanted some love but she didn't know how to talk to people
I feel her.
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>>30738406
You could always express your feelings through the a heart-felt song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lF0TzvImsl0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7JspYHmlLyk
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>>30738354
True
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>>30717791
HOLY SHIT

SCIANON IS BACK

WHY ISN'T THIS THREAD EXPLODING WITH JOY?!
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>>30739260
Because not everyone cares, calm down man.
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>>30685553
This, is why I have a problem thinking about having a gf.
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>>30739260
It was tho.

>EXPLODING WITH RAGE
ftfy
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>The second you step out of the weight room, thunderous applause fills the gym. It occurs to you that it's mostly just the gym echoing the noise, but it still shakes you.
>-Holy shit, that's a lot of people.-
>-And they're all staring at you.-
>-Hey, dipshit, use your legs.-
>You kick one leg out in in front of you, and then the other, resisting the urge to just lock up.
>-Alright, just breathe in, and then out. It's just a bunch of high school kids. You've been through worse.-
>You make your way towards Celestia and Luna, who are standing in the middle of the gym.
>You never take your eyes off crowd, scanning the faces in the bleachers.
>The student body is just as colorful as ever. More so, even, you're pretty sure you see a girl with rainbow hair.
>-There's no way that shits natural.-
>You continue scanning, briefly stopping on a small clique in the middle of the crowd. A handful of them sporting loose fitting beanies and dreadlocks down to their shoulder. Another with long hair covering his face, a peace sign stitched into his denim vest.
>You know those types. Those are the types that protest police stations and throw red paint on people who wear fur or leather.
>And each one of them is glaring at you. Figures.
>You keep going, eventually finding a familiar magenta face, who is eagerly waving at you with a beaming smile on her face.
>-Holy shit, she really did start teaching. I'll have to find her later.-
>You give her a wave and a weak smile before a microphone is held up in front of your face.
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>>30739751
>You turn to face Celestia who gives you the go ahead to take the mic. You grab the mic, ready to face the crowd.
"Uh... Hello everybody. Like Principal Celestia said, I'm your new school resource officer. My name is Anon E. Mous, but I'd like it if you call me Officer Anon or just Anon. I'm ha-"
>"HI ANON!"
>A shrill voice easily overpowers your own, even with the microphone. You flinch and glance towards the voice.
>A bubblegum girl with poofy pink is practically jumping up and down on her seat, waving her arm at you so fast you just see a blur.
>-JESUS CHRIST, WHAT IS THAT GIRL ON-
>The orange cowgirl sitting next to her and her rainbow haired friend muffle the bubblegum girl and pull back into her seat.
"H-hello there."
>You weakly reply with and equally weak wave. Somehow you can still hear her muffled response.
"Anyway, I'm very happy to be here."
>-That's a lie.-
"Soooo... Honestly, Principal Celestia stated pretty much everything I was going to throw out there. I guess I can answer questions if anyone has one."
>-Twenty bucks says someone asks if you've ever shot someone.-
>Out of the corner of your eye you can see bubblegum girl vibrating, but her wranglers manage to keep her under control so you ignore her.
>A couple of students raise hands, and you settle some douche with spiky blue hair and a leather jacket. You point at him.
"You, with the spiky blue hair."
>He stands up from the crowd.
>"Hey man, uh, have you ever shot someone?"
>-Every time.-
>You shoot him an annoyed glare.
"I'm going choose not to answer that. Next question."
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>Bubblegum is still struggling. You opt for one of students in the hippie crowd.
"Dreads with the flower bandanna, your up."
>-Whats she gonna ask, some bullshit about keeping poor people down?-
>"Yeah, how does it feel to be part of a system set it place by the government to brutally keep the lower class down?"
>Her little posse speaks up in agreement.
>"Yeah!"
>"Yeeaaah, man, that's totally not cool, man."
>"Dude, just talking about this is harshing my vibes."
>-Stereotypes exist for a reason.-
"Next question."
>"OOH! OOH! OFFICER ANON, PICK ME, PICK ME!"
>Looks like bubblegum got loose.
>You let out a sigh and unenthusiastic-ally call out to her.
"Pink girl."
>"YAAAAAY!" She cries, jumping up from her seat and bouncing in place.
>"When's your birthday? What's your favorite color? What's your favorite food? How old are you? Doyoulikecakeorpie? OH! Whatsyourfavoriteanimal? Doyouthinknineelevenwasaninsidejob?Doyouthinkaliensarereal?WhatdoyouthinkaboutprojectMKUltra?Whatdoyouthinkabout-"
-IT NEVER ENDS-
"Alright, thanks for the questions everybody, but we're running short on time."
>"Awwww..."
>"Sit down, Pinkie!"
"Nice meeting you guys, I'll be seeing you around school. Uh... Go Wondercolts?"
>The crowd explodes in applause. Students are clapping, jocks are high-fiving, girls are screaming, and the bubblegum girl is shooting confetti out of her sleeves spider-man style.
>Handing the microphone back to Celestia, you decide it would be a good idea to keep an eye on bubblegum.
>"That concludes today's assembly. Teachers, please escort your students back to class."
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>>30739773
>Celestia guides you back to the office, Luna walking just behind you.
>You step through the glass door and follow her to the right most door.
>"This room here will be your office." She says, opening the door.
>Peering in, the room looks pretty bare. A desk with a computer, some filing cabinets, some chairs, and a fake potted plant in the corner.
"I get an office? What do I need an office for?"
>"For counseling students." Celestia states matter of factly.
>You merely give her a questioning look before stepping into the office.
>"During you time here, one of your duties will be to counsel students. We allow students to request time with faculty so they can talk about anything that's troubling them. School, home, personal relationships, concerns about the future, or whatever else they want to talk about."
>You slip into the chair behind the desk and begin lazily spinning in circles.
"So you want me to play therapist? I'm not really the most empathetic of people."
>"Maybe not, but we know you're a good person. Just give it a shot. We'll be adding your name to the roster tomorrow."
"Alright, fine. What about all that discipline stuff?"
>"Celestia is worried about getting in trouble for handing that authority over to you, but it's not really an issue. In reality, you'll just be telling us what punishment you feel is necessary, filling out the forms, and if we agree, we'll sign off on the paperwork." Luna explains.
"Riiiiight. Here's a good question; why?"
>The sisters exchange a nervous glance before quickly looking elsewhere in the room. Celestia stares down at her shoes while Luna begins intensely studying your potted plant.
>"W-why? Uhh..."
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>>30739785
>"You know, to help you feel involved in the school?" The way Luna finished that sentence with an upward inflection makes you think she doesn't believe herself.
>"Anyways, it's time we've gotten back to work. Feel free to look around or get to know the staff for the rest of the day, okay, bye!" Celestia grabs Luna's arm and yanks her out of the room before slamming the door behind her.
>You can hear them bickering with each other from behind the door.
>"I told you he wouldn't buy it!"
>"Shut up, he can still hear us!"
>Another door slams.
>-Still as lazy as ever.-
>You check the time on your phone. It's going on eleven o' clock.
>-Guess I'll have a look around.-

That's all for now. Hope you guys enjoy.
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>>30739773
Fucking Pinkie
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>>30741062
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>>30718954
That's a real cute Luna
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>>30741062
>>30741840
This is just disrespectful.

>>30739751
Cheerilee?
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>>30718954
>Eugghhhhh
>Your mouth opens as wide as possible to facilitate the beast of a yawn you let loose
>You feel breddy gud
>Well except for one thing; why does your forehead feel heavy?
>Blinking away the sleep in your eyes you see, purple?
>Huh, OH WAIT!
>Forgot where you were!
>You inhale sharply as you realize that the purple blocking a half of your view is in fact a sleeping Luna
>Inhaling was a horrible mistake as you get a nose-full of her scent
>Smells vaguely of chamomile with a hint of citrus
>Overall pleasant, but that’s NOT a good thing
>Your strange tendency to smell girls aside, you now have a problem
>While part of you likes lying in Luna’s lap and all as her gentle breath tickles your ear, you can’t just lie here
>You’re awake and you’re pretty sure it’d be weird to just lie here waiting till she wakes up
>Though you don’t want to move and wake her up
>So you appear to be at an impasse
>Not to mention that you just now realized you’re also holding hands with her as her face in REALLY close to yours
>Luckily besides the forehead touching it’s just an eye overlapping
>Maybe if you pretend to be asleep until she wakes up?
>Ok maybe that’s not the best plan
>As you ponder a way out of your precarious position you can’t help notice the blinking of your lap pillow’s eyes
>SHE’S WAKING!
>Must quickly act like you’re asleep!
>Shutting your eyes and breathing as lightly as you can you do your best to feign sleep
>It seems to be working as she lifts herself off your forehead and give your hand a little squeeze
>With her other hand she daintily pats your head
>Sweet, just need to pretend to be out of it for a fe—
>”You know I know you’re awake right?”
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>>30742736
>Well shit
>Peeling open your eyes you give the faintly smirking Luna looming overhead a sheepish smile
“How’d ya know?”
>Leaning back against the couch her smirk widens
>”I was just in your dreams; I only left after you awoke.”
>Ok, don’t know how that one flew right past you when you remembered what the two of you were doing
>Gonna chalk that one up to her being so close
>Defiantly not your fault
>Blinking you realize that she’s just staring at you, or maybe through you?
>She kinda seems like she’s not fully there
>Opening your mouth you have to practically swallow your tongue to not say what first comes to mind
>You’ve already embarrassed yourself before with the, “See something you like?” line before, and you weren’t literally lying in that girl's lap
>Instead…
“Penny for your thoughts?”
>She seems to snap back to reality as her eyes drift to yours
>”Sorry, drifted a bit; I think instead of you asking me that I should ask you. Do you feel alright?”
>On a scale of 1-10?
>You nod your head inadvertently rubbing it between her thighs
>OK THINKING ABOUT IT LIKE THAT IS A MIS—
“Just peachy!”
>You faux cough into your hand
“I mean, good, feeling good.”
>Smoother than peanut butter
>Closing her eyes she nods to herself with a little self-contented smile
>”That’s very good to hear.”
>She opens her eyes slowly before seemingly getting lost in thought once more as she stares into the air
>Alright, this is getting a bit weird now
>You’d get up, but you realize that’s kinda hard to do when your hand is still intertwined with hers
>Not to mention that she’s absentmindedly petting the top of your head
>Don’t really know what the protocol is for wanting to stop lap pillow time
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>>30742739
>Maybe just point out that you’re still holding hands, straight up say it’s time to stop, or maybe just ask what’s next?
>That last one sounds like a good option
>You do distinctly remember something about lunch
>Which is great because now that you think about it, you’re hungry enough that taking a bite out of Pinkie’s hair seems appetizing
>That; or maybe you’re just craving cotton candy
“So, about the food situation…”
>Your words seem to reel Luna back in from wherever her mind wanders as she looks back down to you
>”Yes, where would you like to go?”
>Oh boy, decisions
>You’re so good at those
“It’s Tuesday, right?”
>She nods as her eyes drill into you with their intensity
>You know what; you’ve got a weird hankering for tacos today
>Or maybe it’s just the hunger of tacos you denied yesterday popping up once more?
>Regardless
“How about tacos?”
>She shrugs before scrunching her face up
>”The restaurant or the food?”
>Good question
>With a smirk you give her an equally good answer
“Both.”
>With a quiet chuckle she sighs
>”That sounds perfect then.”
>Sweet
>Now that that’s settled…
>Uhh, is she going to let you go anytime soon or uh?
>Getting this much attention from anyone isn’t really your style or anything
>Even if this does feel strangely, alright
>The seconds pass in silence as she shares a stare with you
>Maybe you should just outright ask…
“So uh, gonna let me go or are you caring me there?”
>Your words, once more, tear her attention back down to Earth as she shakes her head
>”Oh, um, yes sorry…”
>She unravels her hands from yours and gives you the sweet freedom of movement you desired
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>>30742748
>You sit up before hopping off the couch
>Finely standing again after so long you let out a groan as your limbs pop from stretching
>Really was some pretty good sleep, but how long were you asleep?
>Fishing your phone out of your pocket you check the time
>1:35pm
>Wow, you got like a whole five or so hours of sleep
>Guess it’s better than running on nothing but a full stomach of coffee
>You notice that you’ve got a text as well after taking note of the time
>Swiping down you see it’s the fortune thingie again
>Huh, guess it wasn’t just a one-off spam
>Received at 9:15am
>Make sure to get as much rest as possible so you can reflect on the past with a clear head
>Gathering with friends and close ones can help you feel at ease even in the eye of the storm
>What a great fortune?
>Your lucky numbers are; 0, 1, 1, 2, and 3
>Is that a typo?
>You’re starting to wonder if this fortune text is breaking down in front of your own eyes
>Your colors, gold and teal
>Oh shit, you get two colors today!
>You feel special
>Locking your phone you slip it into your pocket
>You turn back to Luna who’s, daydreaming?
>It doesn’t take a genius to see that she seems really out of it
>Can’t hurt to ask if she is
“Hey, you sure you’re all there?”
>She meets your gaze before looking away
>”Oh sorry, it’s nothing to worry about.”
>Nothing to worry about?
>Papa Neato warned you about this trap
>He said that if you ever hear this from any person of the female persuasion, SOMETHING is wrong
>Whatever it is though struck a chord enough that she’s spacing out every five secon—oh fucking Christ!
>Somebody tell you that she didn’t see something horrible in your dreams!
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>>30742756
>Luna keeps trying to look at you before her eyes gravitate towards the ground
>You know what that means; you’ve done it at least a ten times in the past few days!
>It’s as if she can’t actually look you in the eyes
>That’s it isn’t it!
>You’ve somehow visibly shaken your adoptive mother!
>What could your dreams have that would do tha—
>She saw something lewd about her didn’t she?
>Dear god, what if it wasn’t just about Luna?
>You’ve interacted with more girls in the past week than the last 6 years put together, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t think the majority of them were pretty hot…
>That’s not even mentioning the cocktail of confused feelings the past few days have brought up putting the whole really hot chicks surrounding you all the time thing
>Yep, she had to see some sort of lewd dude dream
>There’s almost no other explanation
>What else could possibly disturb Luna?
>Unless she’s having trouble having to confront Shadowfright again?
>You only met and were then beaten by the guy once, but…
>Well now you really don’t feel like thinking about him
>Whatever’s got her spacing out you need to sort this out before you go to lunch, but how to proceed?
>You can’t just flat out ask her, or can you?
>She is your parent now or something
>They’re supposed to be cool with talking about very personal stuff yea?
>What are you saying, she was literally just inside your head!
>Of course she’ll be fine with you asking some probing questions about your mind
>She’s probably weirded out by your apparent lack of questions!
>Ok, so instead of just asking something like, “I’m sorry if my dreams contained freaky sex pervert stuff” maybe you should ask what she saw
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>>30742768
>But do it in a very natural and fluid way
>Gotta flow like water
>Though speaking of water, you do kinda gotta take a leak
>Gonna put that on the back-burner for a sec
>Coughing into a closed fist you pace around a bit
“So before we get going, care to tell me a bit about the state of my, head?”
>Had to physically stop yourself from making a Shinedown reference there
>Her eyes snap to yours somewhat shakily
>”Oh, you should be good now, no problems what-so-ever!”
>Alright first off, you don’t like how weirdly she answered that, and second, why did she say problems with an s?
>Thought that Shadowfright was the only problem in your noggin?
>Maybe you’re being a bit paranoid again
>After all, if you can’t trust your own…
>That’s a bit stupid of a phrase to even pretend considering
>But whatever; she’s not like your mom
>She was in your head and she says you’re all good now
>Already gave her the trust to go in, might as well trust what she says considering you don’t see why she’d lie
>Maybe she found something Discord did and tidied it up or something
>You should be fine
>Though you’re still concerned that she won’t meet your gaze for longer than a few seconds before looking away!
>It’s really starting to miff you considering how much of a departure it is from her normal body language
>Usually she’s all up in your face that it’s slightly uncomfortable even if it is a welcome change
>Maybe, instead of pussyfooting around like some dainty little botanist you should bite the bullet and as—
>”Excuse me Anon, but I must grab something from my office; would you make your way to the parking lot and wait for me there?”
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>>30742773
>Huh?
>Luna’s eyes seem steady as she stands up from the couch and presses the crinkles out of her pants
>Well, guess you can go take a leak now
>With a nod you give her a little wave
“Sure, I’m gonna visit the restroom first though.”
>Humming an affirmative she makes her way into her office shutting the door behind her and leaving you alone once more
>You shrug to no one before turning to the school door
>It’s only as your hand grasps the cool metal of the door knob do you look back over your shoulder at her office door
>Wasn’t there almost nothing in there?
>What could she be grabbing?
>Maybe the little black box?
>Eh whatever, you don’t really need to know
>Unlocking the knob you give it a twist and push the door open
>Closing the door behind you, you can’t help but feel the silence permeating the air
>Wow it’s empty in here
>It takes a full few seconds before you realize just how stupid an observation that is
>Shaking your head you leasuirly walk to the nearest bathroom
>Which is, conincidentally, the only one you know the exact location of
>You walk past the empty cafeteria populated only by a single janitor garbed in a dull grey uniform
>Kinda odd seeing such a dull colored outfit besides yours
>Everyone has such vibrant colors on all the time
>Kinda hurts your eyes every so often
>Turning the corner at the T you enter into the bathroom
>Good, it’s empty
>Hate having to piss while someone’s just skipping class
>Always looking at you while you do the business
>Standing in front of the urinal you release the kraken from its lair so it may let loose a torrent of seawater
>Speaking of lairs a thought just occurred to you
>Are you going to spend the night at Ra-Dash’s place agin?
>Really got to get used to that
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>>30742780
>But back to the actual issue
>Luna’s probably going to make you stay at her place again
>A shiver runs up your spine at the thought of it
>The last time you went there was, awkward
>Yea, that’s a word for it
>Admittingly, it’s not as though you were that talkative of a person before you came here, but holy shit was that awkward
>The old lady you were living under was content enough to eat in the same room as you in silence, but Luna…
>When you first met her you didn’t think that serious visage of hers could turn so child-like so quickly
>Sealing the dam up you waltz over to the sinks
>Though it’s not as though she didn’t surprise you again today with her slick negotiating skills
>As your thoroughly wash your hands you take a peak at your wondrous moneymaker
>Shit, looks like your face has healed up noticeably
>Again
>No bags under your eyes, or a yellow splotch
>That really shouldn’t trouble you as much as it does
>Was Shadowfright just bull shitting you or…
>Wait; didn’t Luna say something about you being like Will?
>Add that to the list of lunch conversation topics
>Tearing a few pieces of paper towel you dry up your hands
>Maybe you should write down an actual list for questions you want answers for?
>You can call it, ”please help I have no answers and everything is confusing me to no end” the list
>Yea, that sounds good
>Pushing open the bathroom door you spy someone turning the corner at the T
>It’s Fluttershy
>She notices you almost immediately before walking up to you
>”Oh, um, Anon, do you have a moment?”
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And that’s it for today; figured I’d update at night since Cop updated in the morning.
BTW, >>30739791 I'm really loving this so far, I particularly want to learn what's with his scar.
Anyways, next update in 3 or so days!
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>>30742793
>Senpai noticed me
Thanks man, love your stuff too. I'm really excited to talk about his scars.
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>>30742773
If something happened to Luna I'll kick you in the dick YFN.
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>>30742850
Were they caused by a problematic woman?
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>>30736718
How did he get to be such a good killer?
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>>30725472
>>30725502

>The walking momentarily gets easier when you reach the bottom of the stairwell; the flat earth beneath your feet is welcome against the steep and dangerous incline that you were pitted against. However, despite the temporary alleviation of elevation, you are faced yet again with a daunting vista.
>A howling wind roars against the fractured landscape before you. With many slopes and mounds that cut off suddenly into long drops that you can only hope contain enough snow to cushion you should you fall in it.
>The only time the area plateaus to steady ground is at the foot of the distant structure
>You’re not sure if you can all make it with Anon’s leg in the condition it’s in…
>The condition Twilight is in…
>The walk is still tiring you out, and there is still a long way to go before you reach the Crystal Empire, even then, will it even solve the situation you’re in? It’s just this vague goal you’ve put into your head to try and hold on to some sliver of hope.
>In fact, what are you really expecting at all?
>Regardless whether it’s a legitimate goal or not, it would be a lot easier to get to if you didn’t have to help Anon walk.
>The warmth is welcome, sure, but you could be arm-in-arm with Twilight, not Anon. If he could walk he could be at Twilight’s side instead.
>Twilight doesn’t have this history with Anon, she doesn’t have this awkwardness, these uncomfortable feelings

>You wouldn’t have to hand your arm around his waist, constantly thinking of when you were younger.
>Twilight wouldn’t be breathing heavily with exhaustion…
>Twilight has been starting to lag behind. She’s not as fit as you are, and the cold is clearly getting to her far more than it is to you.
>Why did you dump Anon on her? This is all your fault.
>Or his fault.
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>>30744974

>After everything he’s done that has caused you pain, yet he’s been acting like it’s somehow your fault, your problem, all the same.
>He’s being silent now, but you know with him the lack of words are just as hostile as when he’s heard.
>…
>No.
>That doesn’t matter, you’re not going to start a fight again. You’re going to do anything you can to help Twilight.
“We should take a break.”
>You pull to a stop. Twilight trudges on for a few more steps before noticing your pause. Anon doesn’t respond, he just keeps looking at the ground.
>”N-n-no. W-we need- we need to keep going.”
>You notice that Twilight is clutching Anon’s arm with both of her trembling hands. Her breathing is heavy, but also stuttering as her body shivers desperately in the cold.
“Twilight? Oh my god.”
>Twilight trudges forward, pulling you and Anon with her.
>”I-I-in this open area… There’s wind coming through the s-s-skylights.”
>You look to the distant ceiling. You can see the aforementioned windows to the outside world, with thick trees and shrubbery on the other side.
>When you were at the mines, it was barren flatlands for miles. Where the hell are you?
>How has no one found this before?
>”I-I-it’s bringing in more and more cold air. But there’s also sunlight.”
>The beams of warmth in question are scattered about the cavern. Trickling in as much as it is able between the greenery that lines the edges of every skylight, leaving intricate patterns where the light touches the rock.
>Which leads to what Twilight was pointing out.
>”T-t-there’s only one place where th-th-the light touches the ground.”
>The light twinkles on stone walls wherever it lands, nowhere the three of you can reach. Except for where Twilight is leading the three of you towards.
>”T-t-the Crystal Empire”
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>>30744994
>Almost like a spotlight, a beam of light lands squarely upon the foot of enormous structure, highlighting it in a golden glow, inviting you towards it.
> A path lies between the three of you and the Crystal Empire, but you’re not sure if you can make it...
>Despite Twilight’s exhaustion, she presses the three of you forward, as if mentioning the Crystal Empire is enough to reaffirm her determination.
>Or maybe it’s the fact you can practically see icicles coming out of her nose.
>Why is the cold affecting her so much more than you?
>”C-c-come on, we’re almost there.”
>It could still take you half an hour or longer to get to the distant structure. Even if you do, will it make a difference?
>It feels so vague, so pointless. The sun will not last much longer, and it could be even colder behind the structure, if you can even get past it. Yet… you still feel compelled to it somehow.
>Regardless, it’s all you’ve got, whether you like it or not.
>Carefully, yet methodically, the three of you venture past deep drops and up and down steep slopes. Fighting against the chilling wind that threatens to freeze you to death.
>Some of the ground is steady. Steady enough that you might speculate a beaten path may have once existed here. However, whatever path may be have existed for the use of humans has been since buried deep by pure-white snow, leaving each step to be a guess on whether your feet will land upon solid ground or not.
>Where is the snow coming from anyway? It can’t be from outside. You don’t know enough about meteorology to make an educated guess, but you feel like a jagged snowy wasteland shouldn’t exist underground.
>Every now and then one of you loses footing, straining the other two to pull them to their feet. Out of the three of you, Anon loses his footing the most. Despite the fact the two of you are doing most of the work
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>>30744998

>He doesn’t say a word throughout the many times you pull him to his feet, but behind his glasses you can see him get more and more flustered. You’re not sure if it’s because he’s bothered by the fall, or bothered that you’re the one who brings him back to his feet.
>Anything you do to help him seems to just make him angry.
>Through all of this, not once do you come to a complete stop. Trudging on in a tireless race against the setting sun, desperate to huddle beneath its warmth one last time before it disappears behind the cold stone that traps you within it.
>Despite how miraculous your progress has been so far, the further you go, the more Twilight struggles to keep moving.
>She goes from whispering encouragement to herself incessantly, to just hoarsely huffing as she staggers forward more and more clumsily.
“Twilight, are you okay…?”
>Your words appear to fall upon deaf ears, as she fixes her gaze on the softly illuminated structure with manic eyes.
>You would try to say more to quell her fervor, but seeing Twilight like this has put some sort of indiscriminate lump in your throat, and turned your stomach.
>It’s not unlike how she was when she became a monster in the Friendship Games.
>Not unlike how you became a monster at the fall formal.
>If there is some lingering magic left here, if Anon’s story is true, could that be responsible for how unreal this situation is becoming?
>All the while you and Twilight desperately marching, Anon doesn’t care, he hasn’t even been talking, he’s just been quietly, and comfortably keeping pace behind his accusing eyes.
>Looking down, being silent, and keeping his thoughts on the inside. As if nothing else exists outside of his mind.
>Doesn’t he care that the three of you could die?
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>>30744998
>As another ache of pain pulses through your head, you remind yourself that you were going to ignore Anon.
>Focus on Twilight, she needs your help. Except this time it’s all on you, no Applejack, no Pinkie Pie. Nobody else is here.
>More minutes pass as these thoughts race through your head. All the while Twilight shivers more and more still, going from an exhausted stagger to practically limping.
>You’re not even sure what’s in a worse state anymore: Twilight or Anon’s legs.
>You would offer to give Twilight some relief and carry Anon yourself, hell you’d carry her instead if she’d let you, but you feel as if stopping for even a moment would break the magic spell that has given Twilight inhumane endurance and she would collapse on the spot.
>Eventually, the three of you come to the final stretch. A narrow pathway between two deep slopes, both go about thirty feet deep, with snow piled up at their base.
>You can only hope it is soft snow should Anon lose his footing again, or if Twilight collapses…
>You decide that any further without pause could be disastrous, even this close to your goal.
“T-Twilight? You need to conserve your energy.”
> She still doesn’t listen.
>You notice that Anon has turns his eyes to you.
“Twilight! It won’t matter if you get there if you die from exhaustion!”
>You ignore Anon as he, still silently, glares at you from the corner of his eyes
“Twilight!?”
>Twilight’s eyes are almost vacant.
>You stop walking
“Twilight, sto-”
>”You stop.”
>Your voice is cut off as Anon has finally pulled his head up to address the two people who are carrying him.
>In the most unbelievable fashion possible.
>You turn your head to him, completely unable to hide your disgust, your mouth half-open in sheer revulsion.
“Anon, you can’t be serious. Please tell me you’re not seriously starting this again.”
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>>30745046

>His eyes are like two bitter, burning embers, showing no signs of reason or sensibility.
>”I’m dead serious. I know you’re not like this.”
>His voice quivers as he speaks.
>You shake your head.
>He’s actually insane.
>He’s probably going to blame you the next time he almost falls over as well.
“Anon. I cannot possibly describe to you exactly how NOT the time for that this is right now.”
>You let go of his wrist and whip your arm out, gesturing to the nightmare around you.
“Look at where we are! We could die, why can’t you understand that?”
>He shakes his head. He’s almost hyperventilating.
>”I’ll stop… when you stop pretending to care.”
>He’s no longer holding eye contact with you, his eyes are distant. Not unlike Twilight’s…
“What, pretend to care about liv-“
>You stop mid-sentence when you notice that Twilight is no longer to Anon’s right.
>She’s several yards ahead of you, moving towards the Crystal Empire.
>Moving fast.
>”No, stop pretending to care about her!”
>Ignore him…
>You promised her.
>She marches tirelessly, arms swinging uselessly at her sides as she strides ever forward and towards the light.
>You stumble forward, racing to catch up with her despite the pain shooting up your tired legs, forcefully grabbing Anon’s wrist and swinging his arm over your shoulder yet again.
>“Stop pretending to care about anyone!”
>You force your body forward, giving no satisfaction to the screaming child to your side.
>It’s as if nothing else matters to Twilight except getting into the Crystal Empire.
>Is it magic? Or is it something to do with Moondancer?
>”Stop pretending to care about me!”
>Something Anon said about her?
>Why she was so angry before? Is this Anon’s doing after all?
>”You don’t! Just admit it!”
>No, push his voice away.
>You’ll get through this.
>He’s gone insane, the cold has gotten to him…
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>>30745065

>The world spins as it gets harder and to keep going with his voice in your ear, in your aching mind.
>”I’m just weighing you down, you’re only playing nice because of her!”
>For Twilight.
>She’s… stumbling, not yet tumbling but gaining distance. You can’t catch her, even with this persistence.
>Not with Anon.
>”You don’t care! YOU DON’T!”
>The screaming is too much. Your mind can’t take this.
“Anon, what is wrong with you?!”
>You pull to a complete stop and notice his whole body is shaking in your grasp. He’s struggling to try and pry his arm free from you hand.
>You look him in the fact to see his eyes quivering as much his voice.
>Anger? Cold? Fear? It doesn’t matter anymore.
“Anon, do you not realize that I’m the only reason you’re still walking!? If I really didn’t care I would have let you go!”
>He struggles for breath, despite the fact you’ve been doing all the walking.
>His eyes are trembling as well now, but maybe that’s just your own mind at this point.
“Is that what you want?”
>Twilight is still moving…
>You’re not sure how long until she collapses…
>Just as you sneak a look towards Twilight, he answers.
>”Yes.”
>You’re frozen, staring out across the expanse of rocks and snow, your sight caught between Anon and Twilight.
>Caught between them, again.
>“I do.”
>You slowly turn back to Anon. Afraid of what his face may tell you.
>”I would rather you leave me, take your damn hand off my waist too… and leave me to die because that’s what you do.”
>You stare at him, not sure what to say, what to do, or how to feel.
>His eyes are wide, staring endlessly behind his glasses.
>”And I know you want to.”
>You shake your head.
>You’re not sure if you’re angry or scared.
>It’s… not what you want is it?
>Not what what Twilight wants, but maybe, it’s what she needs.
>His breathing quickens as his eyes look deep into yours.
“Anon, get a grip!”
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>>30745096

>”I would rather die than rely on you to survive!”
>You scream in rage and your arms move without you thinking, throwing him onto the ground like a limp ragdoll. You have no strength left in your mind to fight against your impulses.
>You stumble backwards as he clumps into the snow.
>He doesn’t look back up to you.
“Fine Anon.”
>You race across the narrow pathway to catch up to Twilight, each stride closer burns against your side as you struggle to breath.
>You’re almost sprinting you’re so desperate to catch up. Some feeling, some ominous premonition is festering in your mind. Telling you that if you don’t get to her, you’ll lose her.
>Perhaps something in the howling wind that has only grown stronger as the three of you have travelled has tipped your resolve.
>You only desire to reach her now.
>Closer and closer but still too far.
>You can see it… You can see her fall.
>The wind throws itself at her endlessly, tirelessly trying to make her lose her balance and topple to the bottom
“Twilight!”
>Your raspy voice battles the wind for dominance, but is ultimately meaningless.
>You’re only a few yards behind her when he foot finds nothing but loose snow.
>She tumbles, your body throws itself after her in a fearless leap, but you are still inches from contact when the two of you fly towards the ground.
>In the back of your mind, you hear Twilight scream.
>The ground hits you hard, your shoulder slamming against the earth and your body rolling down the snowy mound, various rocks scraping you as you go by.
>You hear Twilight hit the ground with a violent tumble down the slope with you.
>The spinning world accelerates in a revolving spiral of mad shapes and pure white kicking up at you again and again, before petering out into the black abyss of your unconscious mind.
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>>30739773
>"When's your birthday? What's your favorite color? What's your favorite food? How old are you? Doyoulikecakeorpie? OH! Whatsyourfavoriteanimal? Doyouthinknineelevenwasaninsidejob?Doyouthinkaliensarereal?WhatdoyouthinkaboutprojectMKUltra?Whatdoyouthinkabout-"

>Doyouthinknineelevenwasaninsidejob

>Do you think nine eleven was an inside job

I didn't expect this, and I chuckled. I lurk for more.

>>30742736
Still progressing, baby.

>>30717791
Hey, I get vibes you were missing for one eternity.
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>>30745120

That's it for the updates today. Hopefully doing things with bigger chunks over slower periods is flowing better then before.

I've got another update that should be ready late Friday / early Saturday (based on my understanding of EST) . After that I've got a lot of cleaning and other stuff to do for house inspection and family. So should be a longer gap but the next update should put us in a nice place.

>>30742793
>>30739791

Y'know all these updates were pretty well timed to keep the thread busy. Also always love to see new writefags CopAnon, I look forward to see situations student therapy brings.

>>30739260
Anyone at all being happy to see me back is nice. I was expecting more >>30739416 reactions really.
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>>30745160

Oh, I was gone longer than that.
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>>30745176
Well, glad you're back.

>One more story to read
God damnit. How goes, fag?
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>>30745169
Based off of central time, EST is -5 hours, and PT is -8 hours. So it's weird seeing posts in the early morning when your 8 hours behind and the rest of the world is more or less awake.
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>>30744186
Please don't remind me that that game exists.
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>>30744192
Naturally gifted? Criminal background? There's no telling. I'd like to know how he got into the hunting business though.
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New short, Epic Fails.

https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x5x64l2

Also are there any stories here with high technology? Like sdvanced technology or they're in the future?
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>>30746387
>Sunset and Rarity
Cute.
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>>30745744
Why wouldn't you want to be reminded of one of the best games ever made?
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Are there any decent rape stories here?
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>>30746543
>"The only game this generation where characters actually sleep under their covers." -Two Best Friends Play
Thanks Pat.
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>>30746622
I'm sure one or two of them include some kinda rape side plot, but a story centered around it? Don't think so.
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>>30747970
When will they ever learn?
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>>30745096
Oh shit.
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>>30724754
This complicates things greatly, it kinda makes it impossible to do the job without dying or failing.
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>>30748953
What are you talking about?
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>>30747970
delet
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Bamp
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>>30750331
Bump
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>>30750331
>>30750965
Where is your pic Anon?
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>>30745169

I'm surprised anyone is happy to see you back as well. Your story is a mess desu.
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>>30751533
In his defense, there are other stories thay are in an even bigger mess. Example: when that one Demon Anon was posting his story, though that was mostly because he didn't have a very strong base in English.
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>>30751533
This to be honest famalambourghini

>>30752067
You do have a point, what others could be considered more a mess?
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>>30718954
I want to do lewd things to that Luna.
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>>30751533
Hey man fuck you
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>>30752442
Don't get salty over someones opinion fag
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>>30752507
You're being a cunt.
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>>30752518
I hope this bait, I'm not even the guy yoy replied to. Either way stay salty
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>>30752545
Feel free to stop living any time.
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>>30752553
Take this Trixie and calm down, thin skinners need to leave
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>>30752568
Not the guy who is discussing with you, but thanks for the Trixie™
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>>30739791
>The halls are eerily quiet. Aside from the occasional murmur from the passing classroom, the only other noise is your footsteps.
>It's a little unsettling. You remember this place being so loud and lively.
>*BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING*
>Doors all around you fling open and students pour into the hall. Your ears are overwhelmed by the hundreds a unique voices.
>The sudden noise from the bell and the students is nearly deafening.
>You decide to wait a few minutes and let the tides of students clear out before continuing on. Leaning up against the hallway wall, you people watch for the passing period.
>Most students just give you a passing look, but a few meet your eyes and greet you. A few others give you dirty looks, and some just ignore you outright.
>Staring down the hallway, you spy someone peculiar.
>-Is that girl wearing a cloak and wizard hat?-
>-She doesn't seem like a sperglord. Judging by her body language, she seems to have a ton of confidence.-
>-She's actually kind of cute.-
>Wizard girl notices you staring at her, and stumbles away with a blush on her face.
>-So maybe not a total sperg. I don't know if I should cringe or applaud her for being herself.-
>"Officer Anon?"
"Huh?"
>You turn to see girl standing just a few feet from you.
>Yellow skin, red and yellow hair, black leather jacket. Easily one of the more attractive girls here. She's taller than the average girl, just a few inches short of you.
>Her eyes briefly drop to your neck before jumping back to your face.
"You need something?"
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>>30752612
>"I'm Sunset Shimmer. I just wanted to say hi and welcome you back to CHS."
>She extends a hand toward you, which you grab and shake.
>"How's it feel to be back?"
>You study her face for a few seconds. She tries to keep up a happy smile, but it falters after a few seconds of silence between the two of you.
>You're not used to people asking questions out of the blue like this.
>-Calm down, asshole. She's just making conversation.-
"Still working that bit out. Not bad, though. Just... not quite what I wanted."
>"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that? Anyway, I know Tree Hugger was giving you grief back in the gym, but not everyone here feels like that."
>It's strange. She looks like she'd fit right into the typical queen bitch character, but her smile seems genuine.
>Her voice is weird too. It sounds like it belongs to someone older or more mature than her. It's oddly soothing, though.
>"I have to say, me and my friends were real happy when we heard about you. Canterlot's been pretty dangerous lately, and we all feel safer with you here. So, uh... thanks."
>She shows her big pearly whites again.
>-Wow, this really isn't an act, is it? This is for real?-
>It's nice being appreciated again. It's been about a year since someone said something that wasn't patronizing to you.
>You can't help but stand up straighter knowing this girl believes in you.
"Uh... D-don't worry about it. That's what I'm here for, to keep people like you safe."
>"Well, I gotta get to class, but I'll see you around. Bye Officer Anon!"
>You wave to her, and she gives you another grin as she disappears into the crowd.
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>>30752615
>The passing period ends without further interruptions, and you resume your journey in silence.
>You come across a few trophy cases, which you stop to observe. Quite a few familiar faces in the photos from your time here.
>Looking at the pictures from the most recent year, the rainbow haired girl is in quite a few of them. Looks like she's even the team captain.
>You continue on, finding you way to the science wing. It's even quieter here. You can hear the lights above you buzzing.
>Two of the labs have classes in them, but almost all of the others are empty.
>The very last one in the hall has a purple girl in a lab coat doing some kind of experiment.
>You think about asking if she's supposed to be in there, but it looks like she knows what she's doing. It's probably fine.
>Having come to the dead end, you turn back and decide to check out the library.
>Pulling open the door, you step into a large, circular room. In the middle of the ground floor, there is a media center set up around a horse head statue, with a few scattered tables for students to sit at. Bookshelves line the walls.
>Two staircases lead to the second floor, where the bulk of the books are. You used to nap in the corner where they kept the dictionaries. Good times.
>"Anon?"
>-Is that...?-
>You turn, to see who addressed you. A friendly magenta face greets you.
>-It is.-
"Cheerilee?"

>"Wow, Anon, it really is you! You look so different!"
>Cheerilee wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you in a tight hug. You hold your arms out for a few seconds before awkwardly returning the hug.
>Cheerilee seems to pick up on your reluctance and breaks the hug.
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>>30752619
>"What's wrong Anon?"
"Sorry, Cheeri, I'm just not used to being this close to people."
>"What happened to you? Why'd you just disappear after graduation? Oh my gosh, Anon, what happened to your neck?!"
"It's kind of a long story, Cheeri, I don't know if I want to talk about it."
>"Anon, you don't get to just bail on your best friends for years, and then say 'I don't want to talk about it'. Do you have any idea how worried Red was about you?"
>-What?-
>You run that last sentence through your head. And again, and again, and over again.
>Does not compute.
"Red was worried around me?"
>"Yes!"
"Red. Was worried. About me."
>"Yes! Jeez, it was like you just disappeared off the face of the planet at that party."
"What did she say happened?"
>"What?"
"What did she say happened? What does she remember?"
>"I-I don't know, it's been a while since we've talked about it."
>-She didn't tell her. Figures.-
>-Maybe she doesn't really remember?-
>-No. There's no way she doesn't remember something. She looked right at me. Said my name.-
>"Anon, please, just tell me what happened! Why did you leave us?"
"You and Red still talk?"
>"Of course! She works here!"
>-Fuck you, God.-
>You take in a deep breath and slowly let it out. You don't want to be here anymore.
"Does she know about me?"
>"I don't think so. I didn't see her in the gym. Damn it, Anon, talk to me!"
>Tears begin to form in Cheerilee's eyes.
>-Why are you torturing her like this? She didn't do anything wrong. You abandoned her, not the other way around.-
>You step forward and wrap your arms around her. She limply leans against you, trying to choke back tears.
"I'm sorry, Cheeri. I should have said something to you. Look, I'll tell you everything."
-Not everything.-
"But there's something I want you to do first."
>She looks up to you, tears staining her face. You feel like you just ripped her heart out.
>-Is this really a good idea?-
>"W-what is it?"
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>>30752621
That's probably all for today. Can't say when my next update will be, probably sometime next week. I'll try to get it out sooner rather than later.

Glad to see people enjoying my stuff. Don't quite know what I'm doing, but writing this has been a lot of fun. Barely even touched vidya this week.
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>>30752637
You're doing well dude, looking forward to more
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>>30752637
Ooo! Mysterious backstory! Keep going when you can, dude. I'm liking it. Nice to have Cheerilee get some focus in a green.

>>30752612
>Wizard girl notices you staring at her, and stumbles away with a blush on her face.
The Great and Powerful Sploosh

>>30752615
>Her voice is weird too. It sounds like it belongs to someone older or more mature than her. It's oddly soothing, though.
Kek, and nice.
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>>30752621
>rape
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>>30752637
It's purdy good so far. Just check your grammar with a little more scrutiny before posting, or get a friend to do a quick once over for some proofreading.
>>30752081
Hard to tell, since there's quite a few stories that never really developed fully before they died. Some felt like they were going for a shorter story like EDM_Nonny's green, so it felt a bit more rushed for his story, more than likely he was trying to get to the point. I sorta drop in every now and then to check on green, so can't say I'm really aquainted with anything newer than last December. Most green starts out alright here, they just sorta, taper off and seem to be abandoned.
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>>30752621
Interested
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>>30752621
Nice >green you got there mane.
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Jesus, I am go for a few days for work stuff, come back and see the dead have risen, and we are stuffed to the brim with enough content that AxiiAnon's Applejack is jealous of the filling we have received. And I fucking left at the first YFN update at the start of the thread. Wish me luck men, I'm going in.
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>>30755817
Godspeed senpai
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>>30755844
And I gotta provide the free spellchecks to everyone too. This is gonna be awhile.
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>>30755858
>And I gotta provide the free spellchecks to everyone too
Oh god, are you one of THOSE people?
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>>30755910
You're new here huh? I'm the edit guy.
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>>30756068
I just hate it when people comb through posts to comment someone's grammar when it wasn't asked for.
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>>30756068
I was wondering where you went.
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>>30756085
Yeah, been busy getting confirmed at my new job, so ya'll will have too take up the slack on helping the writers. I'm going to get fit and get some worthwhile manual labor in. So odds our my ass will be too tired to do anything of use, especially since I am changing my sleeping schedule over the next few days in preparation.
>>30756077
Then its a good thing no one asked you.
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>>30756099
Are you me?
I just got an over night stocking job. I'm looking forward to losing a little weight while getting paid to move some heavy shit.
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>>30756111
What kind of heavy shit? I'm doing pipe fitting.
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>>30756124
It's a Sams club, so I guess just typical boxes of products in bulk. In retrospect, guess that's not really that heavy. Still better than sitting in a chair 18 hours a day.
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>>30756099
Look, no need to be a prick about it. You're already going to go out of your way to pick apart someone's grammar and spelling so you don't have to add to it by going all "w-well nobody asked you anyway!".

And by the way, "new here, huh"? That's cheap, coming from someone who left long enough to miss everything they said they did.
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>>30756162
You'll see some forearm and trap gains, maybe some abs, but not much more if anything. That type of work doesn't train nearly as many muscles as you'd think. Speaking of, don't lift anything with your back unless you want to not walk anymore. Keep your back straight and when lifting, don't think of it as moving your legs up, think of it as pushing your hips forward. That will help to give you the push you need without killing your back or overworking your legs.
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>>30756162
True that, well, I made pizzas, but besides the point.
>>30756169
The fact you can say that is proof of how new you are. In any case, what brought you here to our humble aboard.
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>>30756184
Not the guy you responded too, but will be using this advice.
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>>30756188
>what brought you here to our humble aboard
The show, back in 2012. I don't know who you are and I don't like nitpicky assholes so I must be new. Right.
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>>30756184
>don't lift with your back
What are you talking about? I was always told that your back was the strongest muscle in your body, and to always use quick, jerking motions to help you work faster!
Nah, but thinks for looking out, dude. I'll try to remember that bit about the hips.
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>>30756216
Come on, dude. Everyone hates grammar nazis, but this is one place I don't mind having one. Higher quality content is something we should all strive for, even if it's just a few minor grammatical errors.
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>>30756238
And I don't mind corrections either when they're wanted. When you just pop in with an essay criticizing somebody's writing, all it is is humiliating. My own writing has improved from that, but that doesn't mean I like it. What makes it worse is that everyone who does it walks around like they're the hot shit, like they're doing you a favor despite the fact that you never asked for it. I hate people like that, really and truly I do.
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>>30756216
PFFFFFT
You expect us to believe that, newfag?
>I'm from 2012 cause I said so
It's already fucking obvious that you're new. No one who has been here more than a month minds a little grammar checkup you cuck.
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>>30756259
Well obviously you're wrong.
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>>30756269
Not an argument. Now go to bed I'm sure school is starting up again really soon.

Waiting for more green in the meantime.
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>>30756287
>Not an argument
Says the man without an argument.
>No one who has been here more than a month minds a little grammar checkup
This is a very broad statement and quite frankly I can't believe it unless you back it up with something more concrete than "because I said so" followed by one or two people replying with "this". I'm sure I don't need to tell you how large of a board /mlp/ is and a small handful of people in a small little general with a niche following hardly represents everyone who has been here more than a month. Seeing as how I've been here more than a month and I clearly mind people like that, I'm already a piece of evidence against you.
>you cuck
Scathing.
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>>30756296
>Projecting
Gee I wonder where this is going
>I'm already a piece of evidence
Can you read? I said no one here who's been here longer than a month, faggot.
>inb4 "I-I'm not new!"
Anyway I'm not gonna give you more fuel to shit up the thread with. This is your last (You) from me. Now kindly fuck off.
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>>30696861
Welp, time to start earning my keep.
>depths of the mind no one, not even the its owner
remove the its* or the extra the*
>>30696872
>It’s the feeling of sensory deprivation that makes you the most uncomfortable
missed a greenline
>>30696937
>but disappeared along with the twist visage of your sister
twisted*
>>30696968
Shit, didn't know I needed sexy Nightmare Moon in human form, wonder what her kinks are.
Welp, moving on then.
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>>30756313
You seem to be getting mad. Did you realize you didn't have an argument and had to pull a tactical retreat?
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>>30745120

>A throb in your head becomes like a resounding rumble that echoes across your brain, the rest of the world feels and sounds distant in comparison.
>You struggle to find yourself in the blurry world around you. Unlike last time, thankfully, it only takes you a few moments.
>As you regain the feeling in your arms and legs, you become aware that your head is not the only thing aching.
>Pain is shooting through the shoulder you landed on, and you’re sure you can feel multiple cuts and bruises along your legs.
>Immediately your thoughts return to Twilight, and to Anon.
>Why can’t he just…
>No,
>Twilight, she’s what matters.
>You force your arms to prop you on your elbows you up so you can scan the area for where she landed. Doing so causes the snow around you to stir, and you become aware of the pounds of snow that has gathered upon your body.
>Every movement you make causes another frozen clump of tiny ice crystals to drop away, leaving a sullen, freezing cold wetness behind.
>In the cold you notice that the frothing wind has died down. There’s barely a breeze anymore.
>You bite back the chill and focus on what’s around you with your still-blurry vision.
>The first thing that grabs your attention is the pillar of light to your side, closer than ever and still clear even in your hazy world. Its tantalizing warmness urging you to draw closer, despite the fact it is hiding behind a daunting mound that you would need to scale to reach it. Before you lies the deep slope you and Twilight fell down, fresh indentations still scribbled down its elevation in memory of your tumble.
>You follow the trails, one usurpingly leading to yourself, the other flowing past you and far within the ditch you have fallen into. Your eyes follow the trail to its head: The still body of Twilight, half-buried in snow.
>No…
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>>30756480

>If Anon hadn’t…
>If you could have just…
>You shake your head back and forth to expel the thoughts, focusing on what really matters.
>Your body kicks into action, crawling on your knees and elbows like a clumsy child moving towards their mother, biting back the bitter numbness that travels up and down your arms and legs each time you force them to move across the icy ground, you manage to reach Twilight in a matter of seconds.
>You almost dive the last few yards to reach her and start madly digging at her tomb of snow.
>As soon as you can lay your hands on her, you start dragging her out. Pain rockets up your arms and legs, but somehow you find the strength within to deliver her from the ice, only to collapse backwards in exhaustion, cradling her in your arms.
>Her eyes are closed, and her face is pale.
“Twilight… Please be alive…”
>You hand clumsily clambers for her glasses, which have fallen a few yards from her body. With them in hand you gently place them over her eyes.
>One side is cracked, but in otherwise good condition.
>How could you let this happen? She’s freezing!
>How could you let Anon stop you from helping?
>You shake off your thoughts and don’t give yourself another moment. Your mind demands you take action.
>Your whip your vision towards the pillar of light, and take a deep breath. Preparing your aching body to make the climb, Twilight in arms.
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>>30756486

>The world has been spinning for a while now, as your consciousness returns.
>It’s brighter now, everything is, and you feel the warmth of the sun surround you.
>You made it.
>You look down into your arms to see her still in your arms.
>Still pale, still silent.
>She’s…
>You can’t find the courage to check her pulse. Instead, you gently wrap your arms around her pull her close.
>You squeeze your eyes shut as tightly as is humanly possible as you cradle Twilight in your arms.
“Please Twilight…”
>You can’t understand it.
>Flash, the fall, the Crystal Empire, this place. It’s all like something out of a dream.
>Everyone is losing their minds, and you along with them.
>It would better fit the description of a nightmare, but somehow you haven’t frozen to death yet.
>In fact you can still barely feel anything.
>Have you lost all feelings in your body? Are you just too cold? Is it a concussion? Or is your mind deteriorating.
>You can’t tell anymore, you can’t think. Every time you open your eyes, the world is waving and spinning around you completely out of control.
>You made it to the light, but you feel dark thoughts within you.
>You can’t stop thinking, can’t stop blaming him.
>He lead you down here to this place, he fought against you and called you horrible things, right to your face.
>Why can’t he just let you help him…?
>Why does he have to push you away…?

>In the silence of the empty world around you, you hear a noise. Not the sound of a beating heart like you had hoped, but the distinct trudge of someone stepping through the snow.
>Your eyes slide open, stinging as you take in the dimming sun. The steps continue, but you’re too afraid to see what’s making the noise.
>Anon can’t walk. How could it be him?
>Unless he was lying about the entire thing.
>He wouldn’t lie about that right? Why would he?
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>>30756492

>Slowly, you look behind you, towards the impossible steps approaching you.
“Anon…?”
>Anon stands tall a few yards away from you. Ignoring you completely and looking down into his hands where he holds his glasses.
“Anon, you’re okay?!”
>Behind him is a long trail in the snow that rides across the narrow bridge you and Twilight toppled from.
>His eyes are inattentive, his mouth lazily drooping ajar. His legs dig deeply into the snow as he trudges along at a snail’s pace.
“You can walk!”
>He stops, and his head slowly turns to you. His eyes are wide, somehow you can’t read his expression.
>His lips move sheepishly, and the words come out. Even though he’s several yards from you, it feels like the words are whispered into your ear.
>”You left me…”
>His words fall like heavy stones.
>He stares, maybe glares, motionless.
>You look down at your hands
>You feel your body start to shiver with rage. The uncontrollable thoughts flooding through your mind.
>He’s actually…
>He’s blaming you.
>is he-?
>You did everything you could. He asked you…
>He’s walking
>While Twilight is motionless in your arms.
>The way he collapsed when he put pressure on that leg, there’s no way.
>Unless he faked the entire thing.
>”You...”
>How dare he…
“Shut the fuck up Anon!”
>He flinches at your voice crackling against the stone.
>Then he stares at you as if him being able to walk is nothing new.
>Your body shakes and shakes with rage. You know you wouldn’t be able to stop it, even if you tried.
“Anon, look what you’ve done!”
>Reality shudders as you speak. Wisping and waving with the velocity of your rage.
“Why Anon, why did you have to fight me?!”
>All you can make out is him standing there in the cold, while you’re on your knees, safe in the sunset, but burning on the inside.
“Why do you always have to fight? Why can’t you just accept for once that SOME ONE WANTS TO HELP YOU?!”
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>>30756503

>The words force themselves out of your body. All control you once had over your emotions are lost.
“You fought for nothing, and it hurt my friends, AGAIN!”
>Twilight was the only thing keeping them down. And now Anon has taken her away from you.
“You can’t possibly try and pretend you’re in the right! This is your fault! All of this is your fault! YOU KILLED TWILIGHT!”
>You hear your voice rage across the caverns as a furious wind kicks up. You scream so loud your find yourself out of breath afterwards.
>It feels like this is the first time the words have really hit you.
>Twilight…
>She’s gone.
>She’s…
>Is sh-?
>How could he do this?
>How could you let this happen?
>The wind ripples through your hair as you struggle for breath you scan Anon for a reaction, but he just stares, and… actually shivers.
>His eyes are no longer vacant. They’re just…
“What do you have to say for yourself Anon? Huh? Where’s the glare? Where’s the smart-ass remarks? Where’s the nit-picking everything I say like it actually makes you look tough?”
>You’re not going to stop for him this time.
>He’s not injured. He doesn’t care. He can walk, he made you carry him here!
“Why don’t you adjust your glasses and make of your stupid fucking long-winded speeches about how much of an ass I am?”
>You’re so angry.
>It’s too much
>No words seem strong enough
>You always held them down, now they’re coming out all at once.
“DO IT! Stop standing there and acting like I’ve somehow wrong you!”
>Your body goes numb again, as Anon seems to get smaller and smaller and your voice feels further and further away.
“How dare people have the fucking gull to talk to you?! It’s disgusting, right?”
>Everything you’ve been keeping on the inside pours out at once.
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>>30756518

>You hardly recognise your own voice at this point, it’s like you’re just a spectator as your emotions take complete hold of your entire being.
>Anon stands frozen before you with the wind tearing around between you and him like a furious hurricane.
>No word is strong enough.
>Your arm whips towards the ground and clutches a handful a snow.
>You ditch the snow at Anon, hitting him square in the face.
“What’s disgusting is that so. Many. Fucking. People take time out of their lives to try and talk to you. So. Many. People would actually be your friend IF YOU GAVE THEM A CHANCE!”
>It all feels so right, but so wrong at the same time.
>These words were always there, so many faults to list, but you never wanted them to come out like this.
“ALL YOU DO IS HURT PEOPLE. You never try to talk to anyone, you just ruin any chance you ever had to have someone in your life.”
>His mouth moves, but you don’t hear him.
>You don’t want to hear it him make his case, you’ve heard all you can ever take
“I pushed you down some fucking stairs Anon. GET. OVER. IT. It’s your fault, and will always be your fault that you’re alone!”
>Tears of rage run down your face.
>You struggle for breath as your throat goes dry and your voice hoarse.
“Why do I bother? Why does anyone bother? You’re nothing but poison!”
>Your vision blurs again as the intense outburst becomes too much for your body to take.
“If you don’t wana forgive the world for what I did to you, that’s your fucking problem.”
>You gasp for air and throw another snowball, hitting him in the shoulder this time.
>The words keep coming. You want to stop, but you can’t.
“If you want to shit on everybody who tries to help you, when all you fucking do is help yourself. Then just do everybody a favour and KILL YOURSELF.”
>Is that what you really mea-?
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>>30756537

>Both your arms move without your control. Pelting handful after handful of snow at him, somehow piercing through the bitter wind.
>You have no more words, but you’re so angry.
>You have no more wards, but they come anyway.
“I’d rather die in here alone then spend another moment of my life with you! Just. Go!”
>The snow pelts against his torso over and over.
>He still doesn’t leave.
“Go on, Anon! Didn’t you want to be alone?”
>Finally your voice gives out, and your rage is no longer loud enough to echo endlessly across the wasteland around you.
>The wind begins to subside, leaving you just enough silence for you to hiss the last words, only just loud enough for him to hear.
“I wish I had never met you, or you had broken your spine on the stairs. Anything to get you away from me forever.”
>All the words are dried up, and you are left gasping for air.
>Your arms are limp, now fallen upon Twilight’s body.
>You can only watch him now. You’re thrown everything you possibly could at him.
>He still holds his glasses, he still looks at you. He’s not glaring, just staring.
>His mouth moves the words come out in a whisper.
>”Sunset… I’m scared…”
>The words feel distant, as if your own ears are trying to block them out.
>You clutch at your head as another wave of pain courses through it.
>You see Anon falling in the halls of Canterlot High. His eyes begging you to come back.
>He raises his glasses. They’re cracked and bent. Barely fitting back onto his head.
>He cradles himself in his own arms, wrapping them around his shoulders.
>Quietly he whispers.
>”I’m sorry, Sunset..."
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>>30717630
Looks like this update is next, nice to see ya back mang. I knew you'd be back.
>>30717642
>Anon’s eyes look are both absent and focused at the same time,
remove either look* or are*
>>30717666
Nice devil trips.
Also
>Anon looks Twilight up and down, making slowly formulating an appropriate response.
remove making*
>>30717679
>”The part where get the nerve to say that to me, after-”
missing a word here, somewhere after where*
>>30717752
Bitch, you still acting sweet after the shit you pulled? And freezing to death on top of it. No shame horsegirl, no shame at all. Even if there is probably magic bullshit at work here.
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>>30756583
>>"I'm sorry, Sunset..."
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>>30756583

>Then, his face is changed.
>His arms drop limply to his sides. And he looks towards the shimmering structure.
>He trudges through the snow, completely healed and apathetic towards you. As if the cold had never once chilled his body
>He walks past you and Twilight, entering the pillar of light and striding through it.
>You watch him as he goes by. Unable to formulate another word between the exhaustion and aching pain.
>The only sound he makes is a gentle whisper. You can barely make out his words.
>”Its doors are home to them, for whom the witch would keep…”
>His mouth keeps moving, so you can only assume that he’s saying more.
>With no hesitation he keeps walking. Closer and closer to the Crystal Empire.
>He’s… leaving?
>This is what you wanted, right?
>You wanted him gone? You wanted him dead?
>Is this what Twilight would have wanted?
>Is this the person you’ve become?
>You feel a terrible chill go across your body once again. Not of anger, but a recognition of what you’ve done.
>The wind has stopped, but your voice is shattered.
“A – Anon! Wait.”
>Your voice trembles as you try to reach him, but you can barely manage to whisper.
“Anon… don’t leave…”
>You try again, but it’s no use.
>You have no words anymore.
>He walks away again, leaving you and Twilight behind.
>You feel the tears return again to your face.
>Where did that anger come from? Where has it gone?
>Was it inside you all along?
>You pull Twilight close, sharing her warmth, and feeling her steady breathing.
>She’s… fine.
>You knew that, didn’t you?
“Anon, I’m sorry…”
>You close your eyes and try to pretend this is all a bad dream.
>What’s wrong with you?
>Why can’t you stop hurting?
>Why can’t you change?
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>>30756632
Post faster you cuck. I'm on the edge of my seat
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>>30756677
What this guy said Sci, I'm taking a break for the night to sleep, sorry for accidentally breaking your flow with my checkup posts.
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>>30756632
>>30756677

Sorry, but that's it for updates today. Hopefully this puts us in a better spot. I was posting slow because a friend randomly showed up at my house when I was trying to update stuff.

As I mentioned before, i'm going to be busy this week so it'll be a while before I can post.

>>30756588

Man, I remember you now. I try to spell + grammer check but i'm god awful at it

Good to see you back as well friend.
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>>30756773
YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS
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>>30756773
I might not be back for long, but my speech is taking a dive, so sleepy time for me. Plus new job is starting my time to wake up before the crack of dawn has a chance to start. Like 3:30 in the morning. Anyways, goodnight goodly lich.
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>>30756583
>>”Sunset… I’m scared…”
Me too Anon, me too.
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>>30756773
FUCK
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>>30756583
>>”I’m sorry, Sunset..."
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>>30756583
>”I’m sorry, Sunset..."
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Anyone else think its going to be hard for new writefags to post their stories with Sci back?
It just seems like they'll get drowned out with everyone on sci
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>>30757988
Doesn't seem like an issue to me. My last update got more attention than I expected, but I did update before Sci dropped his. Might have been different if we were switched. Regardless, seems like I have plenty of people interested.

We've been a little starved for content for a while. It's why I started writing, and I think it's part of the reason Sci came back. If anything, I'm sure guys like Sci, YFN, and Urchin would love seeing more new blood in here so they don't feel like they're carrying the thread alone. The only thing that might be an issue is making sure we aren't updating on top of each other. Once I get into the groove with this, I'm gonna try to start updating in between Sci and YFN's updates.
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Still alive, I have an update but cant post it for until much later on tonight, sorry for disappearing for so long.

>>30756773
Good to see you back mate

>>30758046
Nice to see a new writefag here, i'll catch up with yours later
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>>30718915
I am alive enough again.
>>30718921
>Twilight puts down her eggroll as raises an eyebrow
an* raises or and*.
>>30718942
Rainbow about to get slapped.
>>30718954
Teen Luna a cute.
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>>30724646
Still haven't caught up to your story at all, and at the rate your going, probably wont be able to.
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>>30758659
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>>30758150
Good to see you again fag
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Hey guys I'm pretty new to this thread. What greens would you recommend? I just started Sci-Anon.
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>>30762239
Anon's Paranormal Predicament.
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>>30762239
Axii's Witcher in Canterlot, YFN's Anon's story, and Sea Urchins Bite me once are what's currently got all my hype. Sci's story is pretty good too.
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>>30763446
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>>30763446
>>30764106
Use a damn picture, scrubs.
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>>30764719
>He says, also not using a picture.
Really makes me think.
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>>30764719
>>30765219

People aren't using pictures because this isn't a Sunset thread. It's a thread about a vague writing prompt that's somehow still alive.

What images can people post that's actually relevant to the thread's topic?
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<<30765328
>People aren't using pictures because this isn't a Sunset thread.
Really activates my almonds
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>>30765328
Riiight
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>>30724754

>Exploding off the ground, you kick some of the wolf’s ashes into the wind.
>After landing, you turn on a heel and run right into its old house.
>The place is totally trashed.
“Wow, you two sure went at it,” you chuckle.
>With wide eyed and smiling, you take in the devastation those two brought to this modernist house.
>The once bleach white walls are smeared in streaks of blood, broken up by long scratches that rip through the paint and drywall.
>You also spot a few bullet holes, and upon investigating them, can smell the residue of silver.
>With that still fresh in your nose, you push through the ever present aura of blood and find the gun that produced the silver bullets.
>It looks like any old revolver, save for the weird markings on the grip.
>Reaching out, you merely brush your fingers against it and pull them away as fast as you’d offered them.
“Ow!”
>You scowl at the gun and lick your burned fingertips.
>Damn thing must be made of silver too, or at least coated with it.
>Across the way, into the kitchen, you grab a towel off the stove and use that to pick up the gun.
>With the protective layer of cloth, the silver’s power is dulled to a tolerable level.
>Now where the fuck is that bag?
>Maybe it’s in the dining room.
>You shrug and step through the broken gateway between rooms.
>The dining room is no more worse for wear than any other part of the house.
>What makes it look particularly bad is all the broken ceramic.
>Something in here suddenly catches your attention.
>Every muscle in your body freezes as you focus your hearing, pushing down the other senses.
>Breathing.
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>>30765554

>”Mom?”
>”Shh.”
>Hello, Dolly!
>Your lips curl into a slight grin as you slowly approach the only door in the room.
>It’s on the left wall, protected by some undestroyed furniture, and practically untouched by the battle.
>Silently, you tiptoe your way there.
>”Can we go out yet?”
>”I don’t know.”
>Snatching the chair underneath the doorknob, you rip it away and throw it across the room, then open the door with similar speed.
>It reveals a tiny, cramped, grey room on the floor of which sits two people huddled together.
>One little boy with cheeks like a chipmunk, and a tired looking woman in way over her head.
>He has a growing wet spot over his groin, but the woman doesn’t seem to care even when some of the pale yellow liquid flows out from the leg of his shorts and onto her lap.
>You sniff, taking in their scents.
>It’s generally sweet, but you doubt that’s what they’ll taste like.
>No, with how scared they are, it’s probably got a much sharper tang.
>Your mouth starts to water at the thought of it.
>The two must spot your emerging fangs, because you can hear their hearts start to race even faster.
>They stare at you with eyes as large as dinner plates.
>Shivering in each other’s embrace, neither gather the nerve to speak.
“And here I thought I was going to miss lunch today.”
>But they do scream.
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>>30765559

>A few minutes later, you’ve finished your search and take your leave of the house, sucking your fingers along the way.
>Anon must be at the field by now, so you break into a run.
>You’re moving a little too fast to stay on the main roads without running the risk of being caught, so you stick to the back streets as much as you can until coming to last stretch.
>By then, you have to slow down to a quick walk and keep your hat pulled down low.
>Nobody can make out your rainbow hair through the hoodie, so the rest of the walk to Feneigh Park is quiet.
>Well, as quiet as a Bahhston afternoon can be.
>”Hey, you cut me off!”
>”Get off the road, fucker!”
>”Say that to my face!”
>”Wicked pissah, ma. Those guys gonna fight?”
>”Don’t look at those assholes.”
>”Y’all holdin’ up traffic!”
>”Aw piss off, goatfucker!”
>”What’d you call me?!”
>”Holy shit, call the cops!”
>Yep, typical Bahhston day.
>You chuckle as a mob forms in the middle of the street, backing up traffic even more, while the two bozos become three, then four, and so on.
>While you’d love to stay and watch the rumble, you do have places to be and things and people to do.
>After entering the stadium and traversing your way through the maze of people, you arrive at the field.
>Or rather, the entrance to the field.
>It’s blocked by several suited men, one of whom who grabs your arm as you walk past.
>”Was getting caught part of your plan?”
“Calm down, big guy.”
>You turn to him and pull your hat up just a tad, enough to let your rainbow locks fall out over your eyes.
>”Oh, sorry, Ms. Dash. Please, go right in. Also, there’s a man here.”
“For me?”
>”For you.”
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>>30765572

>Adjusting your arm, you drop the bag from your shoulder and let it thump onto the floor.
“Take this outside and find some beat up pickup truck. It should be white and have some major rust going on in the corners. Leave this in the bed and don’t look inside. You feel?”
>”Yes, Rainbow Dash.”
>You smirk and pat him on the cheek before waltzing past and entering the field.
>Once out of view of anybody, you strip yourself of the hoodie and hat, tossing them yards away.
>Anon who was sitting on the grass of the vast field until now, turns his head to you as you flip your hair.
>”Well, look who decided to show up. Didn’t you get a headstart on me too?”
“I had to use the bathroom, asshole.”
>”Is that what they call it now?”
>He leans forward and plants his hands firmly on the ground, then with a drawn out groan only you could hear from the great distance still separating you two, he forces his cracking joints to move and put himself into a standing position.
>”When I was a kid, we just said cold feet.”
“Cold?” you snicker, and jog up to meet him. “Most people usually call me hot.”
>”Well you’re a solid seven, I’ll give you that.”
>You know, before you found out about his real job, that probably would have pissed you off.
>Now? It only adds to some sort of rugged, primal charm.
>Does he quip with the monsters like that when he kills them?
>Oh fuck, you hope so.
>“So what are we doing here, Dash? Are we playing ball or standing around?”
>Your mind traces back to just after his fight.
“You sure you can run?”
>”What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I just don’t know if you’ve got enough coffee in your system to handle a game.”
>He pats his chest a few times and nods affirmatively.
>Then, in a cheery voice, he adds “Don’t worry about my ticker. She’s trucking along just fine.”
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>>30765584

>Oh, you’re sure she is.
>With how much blood she’s pumping through whatever wounds lie beneath his jacket, she’s going along at full speed.

>Anon produces a ball from his jacket and takes a few steps back from you.
>To his credit, he’s doing an amazing job of masking the pain he must be in.
>The displeasure on his face is barely noticeable, and even then only when the particular limbs are in movement.
>If you weren’t so good at picking up on muscle movements, he might even pass for perfectly healthy to you.
>Well, that’s not entirely true.
>You’d still be able to smell the blood.
>That delectable, mouth watering blood.
>Paper boy sounded tasty. Monster hunter man?
>Now that’s delicious.
>Maybe, just maybe you won’t kill him.
>If you tie him up and leave him in your basement, you can get as much of that as you want.
>Hell, it could be your new morning coffee, so to speak.
>He twists his body, tossing the ball to you.
>You catch it and instinctively throw it right back, not even thinking of whether he’s wearing a glove or padding.
>His eyes widen and the ball collides with his ribs, producing a light squelching sound.
>Oops, looks like you nailed a sore spot.
>He crumples to the dirt and curls up into a ball, moaning intensely.
“Shit, sorry,” you shout and and take a few steps for him before he throws up his hand.
>”Nah, it’s my fault.”
>Anon takes a few heavy breaths and once again, forces himself to stand up, only this time it takes considerably longer.
>”I forgot I was playing with a pro. It’s probably ingrained in your head to just whip that thing by now, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, sort of. My bad.”
>”You know this means war, right?”
>You raise an eyebrow at his words.
>That...his tone. That didn’t sound like a quip.
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>>30765591

>You wave for some attendants at the end of the field and have them bring over basic equipment.
>A bat, a glove, and some chest padding that Anon eagerly accepts.
>He has quite a bit of trouble securing it on, as his right side seems to be stiff, almost immobile at some points.
>Man, what grade of steel are this guy’s nuts?
>Back when you were a regular girl, twisting your ankle once took you off the field for a solid month.
>He’s got that and then some and is still willing to play a few rounds with the greatest baseball player in the world.
>Although, to be fair, he also doesn’t know you’re supernaturally gifted.
>If he knew that, he’d probably be keeping as much distance as he could between the two of you.
>That or trying to stake you.
>That’d be kind of hot, actually.
>You know, a last ditch effort to slay the beast before breaking his legs and tying his wrists together.
>Yeah, he’s definitely going in your basement.
>You lick your lips as he winds up again and throws.
>Reeling and swinging, you smash the bat into his ball and send it flying away at the speed of sound or something.
>It blazes through the air, passing by the aqua marine monster, over the seats, right past the outer wall, and disappearing into the cloudy sky.
>Anon stands with his hands on his hips, watching the whole thing go down.
“Aren’t you going to get that?”
>”We’ll call it a home run.”
“One point for the Dash, then.”
>He laughs and picks up another ball from the small pile next to his feet.
>”You know, games are a bit more fun when there’s something to lose.”
“You’re not seriously going to make a bet with me, are you? At my own sport?”
>”Are you afraid?”
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>>30765598

“Rainbow Dash doesn’t fear anything.”
>”Maybe you just don’t know how to. I could arrange a lesson if you’d like.”
“Just get to the bet, hotshot.”
>He gives the baseball a light toss, letting it roll into the air and fall back into his hand.
>With that movement, another little bit of blood pulses out of the wound hidden under his jacket.
>The scent is almost intoxicating.
>How well seasoned is his blood?
>What are you even smelling on that?
>You’ve never caught such a well fermented mix of emotions before.
>Whatever it is, whatever this driving force is in his life, it’s been stewing inside him for years, maybe even a decade.
>”We play to ten points. If I win, you spend Thanksgiving with me.”
“And if I win?”
>”What if you win?”
>A devious smile crawls onto your face.
“I win and you act as my assistant for the day.”
>”I don’t know. You seem pretty high maintenance.”
“Who’s afraid now?”
>”First to ten.”
“First to ten.”
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>>30765372
He is right though, this is an Applejack thread, or thirsty Rarity. Depending on what you read.
>>30765219
When you are actually making a comment other than bump or nothing at all, then its fine you sarcastic, lazy, dumbass.
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>>30765607

>The clock strikes eight.
>The scoreboard strikes ten.
>All you can do is gawk at the big, glowing numbers.
>Your chin brushes against the grass with how agape your mouth is.
>Rainbow Dash, nine; Anonymous, ten.
>How?
>It’s just not possible.
>You...you’re a fucking vampire.
>A vampire baseball star.
>How could he have possibly gotten the upper hand?
>Sure, you were feeling a little sluggish near the end there, but the sunlight alone shouldn’t have dulled your power enough to give a fucking human the advantage.
>Your blood boils as he raises a finger to point at the board.
>His hand shakes, trembling like a leaf on the wind.
>It matches the rest of his tremoring body, and even the ghostly pale face he tries to force a smile onto.
>”Guess I win. You a turkey kind of girl, or more of a ham fan?”
>Mother fucker.
>Fucking fuck fuckiddity piece of shit human beating you at your own game.
>You’ll show him. Him and his delicious, heavenly scented blood.
>Change of plans, Dash.
>You’ll wait for Thanksgiving to pounce.
>Yeah, that’ll be great.
>Just when he goes to carve the turkey, you’ll carve him.
>It’ll be a feast all for you.
>”Dash?”
“Turkey is fine with me. So are we going out or doing it at my place?”
>”Your place?”
“Mine it is.”
>”No, I mean--”
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>>30765612

>You move swiftly, instantly closing the three foot gap between you two, and press your finger to his lips.
>After taking a nice, big whiff of his blood, you speak again.
“I expect you to have these details worked out by tomorrow when we get some lunch.”
>He nods.
>Ten points.
>That fucking blows.
>Nobody better have been recording that.
>Man, you’re going to hold that over his head forever once you get him properly restrained.
>Can’t score any ten points when you’re chained to the floor, buddy.
>You remove your finger and step away, making sure to get another few sniffs at the blood wafting off of him.
>”Sandwich Monarch cool?”
“Only if we’re getting Whoopers.”
>”I could go for one of those.”
“I’ll see you there, then.”
>”So that’s it? No goodbye hug?”
>You turn around, giving him your back, and bite your lip.
>If you hug him smelling like that, you might not be able to keep your teeth away from his neck.
“We’ll see how tomorrow goes.”
>”I guess so,” he mumbles and starts off, barely able to mask his limp at this point.
>He reaches the exit and nods to the guards before blending into the crowd.
>When he’s properly gone, you bend down and pick up the chest padding he’d dropped a while ago.
>After making sure that nobody is looking, you press the inside against your nose and inhale deeply, filling your mind with his essence.
>The leftovers of his blood invade your nostrils, penetrating your every thought.
>Stupid sexy monster hunter.
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>>30765559
This bitch.
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>>30765617

>Enter Anonymous.
>Enter hurt.
>Once you’re outside of the main building, you drop the whole facade and nearly fall over on the pavement.
>A lone lamppost is the only thing that saves you from eating asphalt.
>You put all your weight against it, finally taking the pressure off your leg.
>It burns. No, burn doesn’t fully describe it.
>You’d compare it to a bullet ant sting, but even the enhanced possessed versions you’ve run into don’t top this.
>Where the fuck is your truck?
>God damn you, you fucking idiot.
>Why did you park so far away?
>You should kill yourself for that.
>On the count of three, you push off the lamppost and rip your way through the crowd, hobbling for your ram parked down the road.
>Find the keys.
>Find the fucking keys.
>Your pocket, dumbass.
>You fish them out and throw the engine on, then speed right out of the cramped parking space.
>Your front scrapes against the car ahead, ripping the taillight out and bending the shitty plastic around it.
>Everyone in the lane behind you honks as you cut them off, but you don’t even have the energy to flip the bird.
>Instead, you lean on the gas and weave between cars, trying to find the shop.
>You remember it was a few streets down from Feneigh Park, and that it was a paper store nestled between two vietneighmese restaurants.
>Now, which street that is is beyond you.
>Is it down 1st street?
>You start to make the right turn, but it strikes you at that moment that it was 2nd street, so you pull a left and barge back into your lane, much to the dismay of anyone around you.
>As horns blare, you find the right street this time and turn down it, drive for about fifty feet, until coming upon the spot.
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>>30765645

>There are no spots that you could comfortably fit in with a truck like yours, but, you know, there are no cameras here anyway.
>You find an empty spot between two BMWs and jam the truck in there, doing only minimal damage to the expensive rides.
>Mostly.
>Ok, so it’s sort of bad for the guy behind you, but that should buff right out.
>Probably.
>Know what? It’s a BMW. Whoever owns it deserves it.
>You open the door and practically fall out of the cab, landing on your knees.
>Using the truck as support, you pull yourself up and limp toward the paper store.
>Grabbing the doorknob, you turn and throw the door open so as to find the counter and collapse onto it.
>”Uh, hello?”
“Get me some fairy tears.”
>”Do you, uh, need a printer fixed?”
>You look up at the cashier, some green prick in an apron, and grab his shirt.
>Pulling him down to your eye level is easy, as he looks like a stiff wind would knock him and his undercut over.
“Fairy tears. Now.”
>You don’t think you could emphasize that last word enough to get the point really across, but he seems to understand well enough and makes his way into room behind the counter.
>You bang your head against the purple wood, knocking over a small spinning rack of ink cartridges.
>Mother fucker, it’s been ten seconds. Where are you?
>Finally, the fuckboy arrives with a small glass jar filled with a clear liquid.
>You snatch it from him, mumble something about your tab on the way out, and make it back to your truck.
>From there, it’s straight to the Charlemane’s.
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>>30765648

>The old man at the counter doesn’t address you as you hobble in, using whatever furniture you can grab as support.
>You manage to make it to your room, and once the door is open, you collapse onto the red carpet floor.
>With all your strength, you dig your nails into the fabric and drag yourself in, kicking the door shut behind you, and flip onto your back.
>Like that, you lay for a solid few minutes until the pain, which had been coming in waves recently, slams into you like a freight train.
>Worming your way out of your jacket is no easy feat, but it does come off, leaving you in just your soaked, now red t-shirt.
>Taking that off too, you find your beautifully tendered ribcage, covered in enough blood to make you the appetizer and main course for any vampiric dinner.
>Although you doubt any of them would like that meal, given how much garlic you’ve rubbed into it as well.
>There’s enough powder and paste covering your wound that any vampire dumb enough to lick up the blood would be sick for a week.
>By that same measure, any one of them dumb enough to smell it would notice their powers dulling.
>Fucking dumb bitch.
>Using your tee, you wipe all that crap off, careful not to press too hard and anger the wound any more.
>Once it’s cleaned up, or at least as clean as you can get it, you remove the bottle of fairy tears from your pocket and pop the top.
>Pouring a liberal amount on your hand, you rub it into your various cuts and around the bruised areas.
>Some also goes on your leg and especially your ankle.
>You make it about halfway through the bottle before you start to feel the effects, and by then you figure it’s to just fuck off for the night.
>As one final measure, you take a quick sip from the bottle, cork it back up, and set it on the floor next to you.
>That’s where both it and you sit for the rest of the night, since now it’s time for you to close your fucking eyes.
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>>30765651

That's it for now. I know it's a bit of a short update, but considering how close the thread is to autosaging, I don't feel too bad about that. I also can't promise the next update will be bigger, but I'll give it the old college try. The most I can do right now is offer this fully updated pastebin as a final gift for the thread https://pastebin.com/AXpxfVpq
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>>30765608
Truly the saddest form of damage control.
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>>30765658
>Short
I don't know if I'd call it that, but good shit, dude. see ya next thread.
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>>30765668
I don't think the point is about Shimmer threads specifically. I think the point is that in a Applejack thread, you post Applejack pictures, in a Twilight thread you post Twilight pictures and so on.

What exactly do you post here? The theme of the thread is that Anon is alone in the EQG universe. There aren't exactly a lot of pictures around about that subject and it's not like we have drawfags anymore.
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>>30765841
That's not the part of that post I was replying to so I can't help you on that.
Like, just post pics of any of the eqg girls that appear in the story it's not that hard lmao. Shit, when your bumping just post a bump image or some shit. Doing nothing but text only then calling it out while at the same time adding to it is just fucking dumb.
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Anybody have an image suggestion for the new bred? Also, friendly reminder that new thread etiquette is to make a new thread after auto-sage (500 posts) and wait till the thread reaches page 8-10 (8 might be jumping the gun a little bit, shoot closer for 9 if you can unless the board is moving fast). Putting that there cause I've seen quite a few people making threads on this board well before the old counterparts drop off. We should probably update which writefags belong in the alive, unknown, and dead territory.
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>mfw the next thread Sci will be in the >Alive writefags list.
Neat.
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>>30765658
Man I'd say I'm looking forward to the moment when Anon reveals he knows about Rainbow and/or Rarity and takes them all down but after reading your previous story I have a gut feeling it may not go that way.

Good writing either way and I'm looking forward to the next part.
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>>30766140
Use this
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*bump*
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>>30767225
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>>30767240
The last post belongs to me
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>>30767434
Is the OP around? If not I'll make the thread soon.
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>>30767605
Also Copanon, can you make a pastebin? Or link it cause I coyldn't see it in the thread
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>>30730290
>"Luna, please, be professional. Mr. Mous here is an important to the school, and we need to make sure he understands his duties."
you missed a word after an*, or you forgot to remove it from the sentence.
>>30730307
>Teacher, please guide your classes to the gym and into the bleachers.
Teachers*
>>30730315
Ehhhh, it looks like your having trouble focusing on staying in second person speech mode, and slip into first on an off throughout the update. Its a bit jarring, but I have the same problem when I write stuff too, just takes some getting used to staying on one way.
>"In the hopes of making our school like a safer place
life*
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>>30742736
Huh, since Anon has a scent fetish, what would he do if the girls have fruit flavored pussies? I imagine Rarity tasting like a rich vanilla.
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>>30767613
https://pastebin.com/N1vBnFih
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>>30767819

Cheers, added to OP

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