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>>29589502
>bot net

Disgusting.

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>>29589502
If I use Firefucks on a Private Window, will she be aware of it, or will she not care about it?

Either way, I rarely do that, so I assume she would see me as a weird guy with a few strong interests and not much more. If she accepts me is a different issue, though I surely would hope so

Anyone save that fix where chrome pony is like an addon or something, and she ends up wanting Anon to show her how intercourse feels?

You... are Fair Winds. Chief Warrent Officer, 5th Grade, of the Equestrian Royal Navy.

And right now you are very, very angry. For a very good reason, because you're the Unicorn who was humping his gear through the seedy shanties and ramshackle shacks, sprawling warehouses, and ship chandlery, (both sea and air), towards the airdocks of Seaddle and EUP Olympia.

High up in the northwest of Equestria, Seaddle was a port town, and EUP Olympia the ‘Last Outpost’ of the Equestrian Border, the furthest flotilla composite base of the Royal Equestrian Navy. Home to several old skiffs and patrol ships, and a few larger combat airships, Seaddle was Equestrian territory, but close enough to the borders of the Griffon Kingdom, Crystal Empire, and Yakyakistan to warrant its existence, and that made it a very, very interesting place to live... if you were crazier then the folks that live in Ponyville maybe.

None of these facts really registered with the you as you trot on the stamped-down dirt road beneath the low, gray clouds to the docks. No, the only thing crossing your mind was how annoying it was to hump three hundred pounds worth of engineering equipment in two separate, standard issue seabags,plusfifty pounds worth of personal gear; some important paperwork, your personally owned engineering equipment, your sword, and some civilian clothing. All told, three hundred and fifty pounds of gear, and it was a ten mile trot from town to the docks. Sure, you have a few tricks with Telekinesis that the Guard teach to help lighten the load, but even with muscles and magic, it was a lot of mass to be moving. And, as usual, not a cab in sight.

Figures.

As of thirty-six... you frown and mentally check the position of the sun. Correction, thirty-SEVEN, hours ago, and a meeting with both Celestia and the Captain of the Guard, you've been ordered to Seaddle to take control of one of the last Battleships of the Airfleet, and the last one in Seaddle- HRMS Risen Glory. (C)

>>29589368
You snort in annoyance as you trudge onward, thoughts drifting through the quiet pasture of your mind; against the sounds vigorously assaulting your ears in the din of an active shipyard. The clamor buried to inaudibility the clip-clopping of your own hooves against the dirt as you trot on, scowling as you think back to the meeting in Canterlot.

“Stupid stupid stupid. Looking at the Princess when she’s asking for you to give up more of your bucking life, I should be hunting those damned soon to be dead motherbucking ponies now.” You grumbled under your breath, stopping to catch his breath and gaze up at your new home, theHRMS Risen Glory.

"What a dump.”

Well, not entirely true.Risen Gloryhad been built in an earlier era. Combat airships nowadays were streamlined differently, almost cylinders with an ogive nose on the bow, to a tapering tailcone aft. Everything between had been given proper fairing, so they weren’t entirely cylindrical, but close enough that it hardly mattered. Most had gun ports, a few entire arcs where the skin would raise or lower, and the gun could be run out from. Engine fairings were teardrop, and the mounts had been enclosed and faired in as well. Planes were also faired in, cruciform in the stern for the rudder and elevators, and all-flying, meaning the entire thing moved. The forward planes were on the centerline a short distance from the nose, and worked just like the elevators did.

They were powerful and efficient weapons, but uninteresting. They all looked like an opened case of sausages in your more then qualified opinion.

Risen Glory was different. Put on the drawing boards before fluid dynamics asserted itself, ponies in Bu Ships had to take clues from other things than plotters and drag coefficients.

They used a shark. A particularly bad-tempered one, before a very brave EUP Guard ran it through the head with a beach umbrella when it went after some foals splashing around in the shoals on the beach.

>>29589399
She was a bit truncated when compared to the fish, but the general shape of the body was held true; the pectoral planes predatory, the dorsal and caudal fins frighteningly familiar. A set of pelvic fins, now elongated into engine pods, two below, two above, one of the very few concessions that didn’t follow the shape of the fish exactly.

The lift envelope was radically constructed, consisting of carefully shaped segments netted into a framework that closely followed the shape of the back. The lateral line was a thin strip, one deck in height, almost a promenade where the small guns and various such, like the wing observation weather decks poked out.
Her real surprise was when the heavies were trained out The entire upper envelope raised upward on large pivot arms, unmasking the guns elevation completely on the beam, and allowing some elevation in the fore and aft. Since the entire thing lifted, there were no struts or chain in the way when the guns slewed in their turrets. She would slow a bit, and raking fire would be hindered some, but before the umbrella raised, she was inordinatelyfastfor her size. If she really needed to elevate to rake targets, there was a set of tens on the upper that could get a full forty-five degrees.

At least she’d been built that way. The hulk you saw floating in her dock looked more like the shark the Guard skewered.

Slowly, oh so slowly, you groan, and a hoof find's itself firmly planted to your face. “Princesses buck me to the Moon and around the Sun!” You cursed, rubbing your forehead with a groan.

Before you is the wreck that's now the ship that -you- need to get back into combat shape. And frankly... you've got your work cut out for you.

As you scan the area, you notice that the gangplank is almost dead ahead of you. Now you could spend some time inspecting the outside of the ship some more, or maybe go up to the Quarterdeck and check in.

At this point it's up to you.

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Remember when op wasn't a fag

>>29588770
First post, worst post. You're a disgrace to first posters all around.

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She's my favorite, such a darling little cutie.

>>29588398
The show would have ended at MMC

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>>29588398
It's been too long, I can't imagine things being any different then they are now.
It's like this show was destined to spawn an autistic fandom of grown virgins and autists.

>>29588423
>It's like this show was destined to spawn an autistic fandom of grown virgins and autists.
This, and I wouldn't want it any other way.
We're comfy in our own board

>>29587949
both

>>29587949
Shift + left click

>>29587949
Right has those god-tier Adagio eyes.

I pick right for that alone.

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>>29586265
>punch her in the cunt
>rape

>>29586265
I don't want to go to a movie with you. I want to go to a movie with your little sister.

>>29586306
But you can't rape the popular girl, it's illegal!

“We actually found a couple of interesting things here”
>”Do tell”
>Garnet speaks up, holding out the files
>“The business records are all months old. I couldn’t find anything younger than six months”
>She gingerly hands them over, the cops scrolling through them for a few seconds
“And there's a scrap of a picture in the fireplace”
>You point into the ornate hearth dutifully
“I left it where I found it”
>”Goody two paws…”
>Velvet snickers, elbowing Umbra gently in the side a couple times
>One cop motions to the other, both joining you by the fireplace as you bend over, carefully removing the scrap of paper
>Turning it, the police look at it intently for a minute
>”That’s… odd”
“What’s that?”
>”We have a stallion with a similar mark wanted back at the station, had a warrant on him for a while. Racketeering mostly”
>”Yeah, but we can’t really be sure, considering we can’t really tell what this pony’s colors are by a picture”
>Someone really needs to invent colored photography one of these days
>”Sure does look similar though”

>>29584553
From what the maid said and what we found here, he probably started going somewhere else after work around the time we believe this mess started..

>>29584553
I guess he might be part of this little crime gang they have going.

>>29584115
>tfw hunter anon writefag is missing

It hurts to live

>>29584115
Link to pastebin?

>>29582567
They are three sisters: Pinkie, Monica, Griselda, Elisabeth and Brandon.
They work at Tiffany's, baking noodles.
Pinkie is the blue one.
That's pretty much it.

>>29582567
All you need to know is that they are all hot and in desperate need of a fugging

>>29582567
There's Pinkie, the pink one. Inkie, the angry one with the darkest fur. Blinkie, the one on the far left who is shy and blinks a lot. Then Clyde, the one in the dress. She's retarded.

Also, they fight Pac-Man.

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>>29560860

Larimar has a stare down with the zombie zebra. He then calls him a very rude name, and tells him where he can stick his spear. He then says that if he is going to give him a puzzle he better do it now.

The guardian readies his weapon, but makes no other comment.

What does Larimar do?

>>29560928
Wait for his to strike and dodge so you can strike him on the side.

>>29560860
What's your opinion on the game anyways?
>>29560928
Throw rocks at him all we have to do is get him out of the way not defeat him

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>You're trying to see through the bag on your head.
>You start pleading to yourself, please don't let these idiots be CB4. Not only do they seem to be Really, really amateur, but with the way they're doing this you're pretty sure they don't even know what a computer is.
"I swear, you fucking idiots better be trying to rob me, because if you're CB4 then..."
>You're cut off by the mare, Yes, we're CB4 and you're lucky we're feeling uhh wait, did you say who you were?"
>The grip on your legs has gotten lighter ever since they started bickering.
"Oh I'm here to talk to you all about the magic of friendship - who do you think? Didn't you put out a job? And why do I get the feeling you won't be able to afford my services?"
>A part of you wants to pull your gun on them and force them to let you out here and now but, you've got more restraint than you give yourself credit for, and wait... No they didn't find your gun you can still pull it on them if things get out of hoof.
>"Look we don't trust you... yet at least. our last mission went well... bad and I'm being extra cautious now. Umm. S-so you're not with the government right?" The mare answers.
"No"
>You feel the grip come off your legs and you immediately cross them in disappointment.
>"Uhh" a stallion begins, "Look, we're revolutionaries so we're kinda used to meeting with like minded individuals. Uhh... Maybe we should start on a new hoof."
>You feel the vehicle they tossed you in the back of go over a speed bump.

>>29514758
Maybe you should start with getting this bag off my head before I decide to double my prices.

>>29514800
That' sounds like we're taking the job. These guys don't seem like the type we should work for. Can they even pay us in the first place?

>>29596742
>they all achieved their dreams
>not good enough

>>29596742
Good.
I never wanted any of them to become celebrities or live in a castle. Glimglam can become a princess. She's the perfect crash test dummy for the new writers.

>>29596742
They should all have been unicorns and the show should have taken place in Canterlot rather than ponyville.

>>29594280
>4 thread
What the fuck

OP here. Fuck you and good night.

>>29594299
>>99
i will stay here then.

Criticizing a little girls show is a very grown up thing to do

the show *is* great. you're just a humongous faggot.

>>29591809

Keep telling yourself that. You should work on your grammar while you keep deluding yourself at least it'll be one positive thing you'd be doing.

>>29588695
I think fosgitt's art is cute

>>29588695
It's just a coinci--- what the fuck they copied Dash's helmet !!!

>>29588695
Fosgitt's """"art"""" legit makes me want to kill myself.