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Ahh, that new thread smell.

Delicious, it smells like hot, steamy, and bothered Applejack.

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Anyone mind if I post sum new green in a few hours?
I haven't ever written green, but I'd like to see how I fare

>>28031923
What does her mane feel like?

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AWWWW YEAAAAH

IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME

Please stop sending surface of the sun temperatures here though.

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>>28031933
Aurora borealis

Who?

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>>28026409
This one

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>>28026444

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>>28021347

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>>28021360

i cant believe fluttershy is dead

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Dykes

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>>28020045
daily reminder that sh immigrant should keep pony twilight as a pet horsie.

No gay. Human Twilight is straight and wants to be loved by a gallant man.

>>28019695
PONY LEGS DO NOT BEND THAT WAY

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>>28019695
>The Great and Powerful Trixie General #2
I approve

>>28019759
Well it wouldn't be a trixie general unless it was great and powerful now would it?

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This is her thread

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>>28003942
First for BOOP

>>28003942
I don't want to be under the Dazzlings' spell anymore.

Hasbro would never have them in swimsuits. And if they did, we know they would do ugly ass onesies.

>>28003368
One fuck long of a list that seems fairly accurate, I'll say that.

>>28003389
>Hasbro would never have them in swimsuits.
We can always hope.
>And if they did, we know they would do ugly ass onesies.
It depends, they are iffy on the outfits for the last few movies.

>being this autistic

Ok, it's /mlp/, I can underst...

>humanized

Really, people?

Really?

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Green soon fellow Anons

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Reminder that Anonymous's media library has been classified as a weapon of mass discord.

Discord is mad jelly because his antics never earned such a classification.

Gib requests.

>>27991727
This please.
She doesn't get any love.

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>a cute

We had a writer, but he disappeared

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Was thinking you fags had skipped a week like us.

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>>27988272
I am here for luna moona

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Let's get this thread going with some socks!

>>27985581
>You are Blackout
>the parasite has been quieter since her recent encounter with death.
>and your short heart to heart with her has left you feeling more than a little uncomfortable with talking to her about it.
>the sounds of combat inside the city have slowed down to a mere fraction of what they were before
>even from this far away inside a forest you can tell the battle has reached its end.
>You turn your attention over to Queenie
"Its calming down. It wont be long until we will be able to regroup with the Reichs forces and possibly see Manos again."
>still the changeling remains silent, but she does smile slightly
>its an improvement.
>moments later you spot ponies rushing away from the city dropping armor and gear that now only weighs them down
>with the unorganized retreat of so many Royal Guard ponies rushing every which way out of Vanhoover you nearly miss the sight above
>entire formations of the Lunar Guard are flying above the clouds
>their numbers seem relatively the same as when they assaulted the city
>whats more, there is no sign of fear in their retreat, its well organized and almost casual.
>perhaps they just fared better than the royals?
>unlikely...
>but you know a way to find out.
"Queenie, we have work to do. Once we are done we can head back to the Reich, alright?"
>"Alright... What are we going to do Blackout?"
>you point to the closest pony to your current position
"we are going to catch that pony and find out what happened."

>your legs are burning as you fall back from that damned city
>every step you took in its direction more and more death waited for you and your friends.
>and you are MORE than happy to get away from it no matter what punishment might be waiting for you
>though you are uncertain of where to go or what your punishment might be for leaving the princess behind you do know one thing
>its a really bad time to be Morning Dawn

>>27985596
>looking back to the ponies rushing away further behind, you can hear muffled 'bangs' before seeing the occasional pony drop
>you cant believe it!
>even now when the battle is over and your brothers and sisters are running away they are still shooting at you.
>you then realize that you stopping in this open field to catch your breath is only going to get you killed.
>without any real sense of direction you start pumping your legs again making sure to make yourself as hard a target to hit as you can
>heck, even you don't know where you are going. How is anypony else supposed to know?
>a patch of dirt just ahead of you pops from the ground and less than a second later the muffled noise of a weapon firing in the distance greets you
"NO NOnonono!"
>there is a sudden pain in your leg and the sound is heard again
>you fall to the ground in pain, but hold still.
>if you are lucky, he will assume you are dead.
>the pain in your leg is increasing as it is all you can concentrate on
>you can feel blood leaking through your coat and your wound is burning now that your sweat has had time to seep into the wound.
>once you hear the sound of the attacker turn onto another unlucky guardspony you make your move and rush as fast as you can towards a small forested area
"thank Celestia!"
>eventually you make it inside deep enough that you are sure to not be a target
>you can now tend to your wound in relative safety
>with your magic you do your best to clean the area around the bloodied area when you notice something
>there is no exit wound, and it doesn't take a doctor or medical pony to know what that means.
>holding your leg and levitating a stick to your mouth you take deep breaths and reach inside the wound with your magic you try to pull the projectile out
>within a few seconds you locate it and remove it nearly breaking the stick from biting down too hard on it
>holding the projectile up to your eyes you spit out the stick and smile

>>27985600
>if your mother was here she would no doubt be proud that you were finally able to take care of one of your booboos on your own.
>You really miss your mother... but she chose her side.
>before you let it bother you too much you pull a small cloth from your uniform you wrap it around your leg tightly before picking yourself back up
"okay Dawn, where to now?"
>your ears snap up as the sound of a broke twig rather close behind you catches your attention
>as you turn to look you see a pair of glowing predatory eyes staring back
>slowly you back away from the eyes
"e-easy now... I promise I taste horrible."
>the creature steps forward from the shadow of the forest and you realize just how serious this is.
>what is hunting you is a Changeling Queen.
>as you keep stepping backwards you bump into somepony
>before you can react you are knocked to the ground and you can feel the pressure of a hoof on your back
>"Good job Queenie. Now we can find out just what happened."
>the Changeling Queen loses her fearsome appearance and instead takes one of worry.
>>"Just- Just let me know if we have to..."
>the changeling is cut off by the other voice
>"Don't worry. I'm sure he will be a good boy and tell us what we want to know."
>the hoof on your back lifts off and it is placed on your recently wrapped wound
>"or he might get a little uncomfortable."

>you are Celestia, Captive of the Black Hands and Manos.
>despite being a prisoner you have been kept very close to Manos and Cadence
>which right now has you standing atop a large open building, giving you a good view of the surrounding area
>from here you can see the civilian ponies of Vanhoover have been receiving medical treatment and care from the Black Hands as Manos had ordered
>though you have also noticed that whenever his attention is on something else, the quality of that care seems to drop.
>what could he have done to make these ponies so uncaring of others?

I can dig it

Can this shit be dead again

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>>27969121

Rather than allow herself to be pushed around by the Princesses, Holiday instead begins taking odd jobs around town for money: exterminating at Sweet Apple Acres, selling furniture and other wooden crafts, finding lost toys, and so on. She'll take exile over the annoyance of other ponies any day, and she'd sooner leave as a pauper on her own terms before letting anypony push her around. But work is scarce, and the pay isn't great. Holiday Special is going to have her work cut out for her.

That is, until she finds a mysterious young colt rooting through her garbage cans. This is Gutter Pup, a "proud" orphan who selflessly takes Ponyville's abuse so its citizens feel better about their own lives. Holiday Special's normally-frigid heart warms at the sight of the dirty little bugger, and she reluctantly takes him in as her assistant.

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>>27969292

In spite of the odd voice that plagues her dreamless sleep that night, Holiday keeps the scruffy pony around to help her with her various odd jobs around town, including one that gets her into an altercation with Cheerilee - and very nearly getting the unicorn arrested. If not for her expertise in all manner of dodging the legal bullet, Holiday would be in jail right now.

Luckily, not everypony in town regards Holiday Special with outright derision. The recipient of her latest delivery - a meek yellow pegasus living near the edge of the forest - is quite courteous, and even invites Holiday Special inside for lunch. This is when Holiday Special finally begins to open up, and share the story of the troubled childhood that made her the mare she is today...

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Bimpin with that damn horse again

Shocking enthusiasm in the thread so far.
Ah, whatever. It's night, so be it.

Beginning Section 11

>Pocket Rocket and Crab Apple lay in one another's arms, sound asleep and still dripping fluid from their little encounter.
>It is only the shaking of the ground that manages to awake them, causing Rocket to leap to his hooves.
>"Crab Apple! Get up, quick!"
>As the made raises to a standing position, the back of the tunnel splits open, shooting sparks everywhere and dropping dust on the two ponies.
>As each shakes the earth from their face and mane, fires begin to light in previously unseen torches in the new extension to the tunnel, causing them to squint from the new brightness in the cave.
>As their eyes adjust, Rocket takes a few tentative steps forward.
>"Hello?"
>Echoes sound back down the stone hall, indicating its length.
>Crab Apple steps forward beside Rocket, her muzzle scrunched.
>"We're gonna go down there, aren't we?"
>Rocket smirks, grabbing one torch off the wall and slinging his satchel back around his neck.
>"You got something better to do? Come on!"

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>>27964267
>>Pocket Rocket and Crab Apple lay in one another's arms, sound asleep and still dripping fluid from their little encounter.
>Pocket Rocket and Crab Apple
>Crab Apple