Nightly Scilight Thread #101

>>27261680
First for PURGING THE HERETICS

>>27261680
Pls make pic of Scilight in CIT Robotics labcoat

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>>27261699
Second for PRAISE THE OMNISSIAH.

r9klight is all that can save this thing

>>27261700
This
I need muh synth building Twilie

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>>27261700
>>27261711
Wat

>>27261710
well eqg is back so...

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>>27261705
Third for nobody expecting THE INQUISITION.

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>>27261737
>not the Spanish Inquisition
>current year
>mfw

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Not enough EQG, have cute grill!

>>27261757
>have cute grill!
where is she
I only see a meme

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>>27261757
Cute grill sure loves her meal!

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>>27261737

Dykeshit is heresy

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>>27261757
>>27261769

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>>27261786
Lets get back to NST stuff guys, funposting should end before we get /trash/'d

>>27261820
>Twilight sees Beardy Anon's beard
>her clothes fall off

>>27261820
>>27261820
no

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>>27261820
fine
/NST/ will consume the entire world and we will all be worshipping Twilight as our one true goddess

>>27261680
IceMan you put the wrong "previous thread"

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>>27241421
>>27241421

>>27261841
First of all, dats Moondancer.
Second of all, I'M Beard Anon! I have a name Faggoot!
Third... uh... I guess I might finish Trainer Twilight after I finish the mech fight... MAYBE.

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>>27261785
>Dykeshit
>Heresy

DYKESHIT VULT

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>>27261882
>Third... uh... I guess I might finish Trainer Twilight after I finish the mech fight... MAYBE.
>I might finish Trainer Twilight after I finish the mech fight
>I might finish Trainer Twilight
>Trainer Twilight
>mfw

>>27261875
Oh, whoops. My mistake.

>>27261905
Either you're secretly JC in disguise as an Anon or Trainer scilight was more popular than I thought.

>>27261949
I'm not >>>27261905
I'm hype af about Trainerlight

>>27261949
I'm not JC

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>>27261949
Who is this JC you speak of?
c:^

>>27262007
>the indoctrinated masses don't know quality
not surprised
the same goes for dykescat

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>>27261962
>>27261965
>>27262007
Well I have two weeks until I go on a 40ish hour road trip, so either before then or during I'll start up again okay? Thats a promise!

>>27262007
>zozzle
newautism

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>>27261882
I repeat
>Twilight sees Beardy McAnon
>her clothes fall off
>because she took them off behind a closed door
>surprise
>Bearderino opens the door
Joke's on you, you'rn't the only one with a man-mask

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there needs to be pimplight

>>27262287
>"I'm not sharing my boyfriend with my friends."
>"I'm sharing my friends with my boyfriend!"

>>27262287
Pimplight should take place on Orgy Planet and be written by EQG.

>>27262340
Now that's an idea.

>>27262340
>>27262355
Shub-Niggurath should be incorporated some hoe

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>>27262370
Might I suggest a scepter for a Pimp Named Twilight?

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>Twilight will never read the numerous fanfictions about her
>she will never to it in a blanket cacoon

>>27262402
Pimp Scepter of Barzai

>>27262461
>she will never read the fetish fanfics about her
>she will never try them out

Anyone know what happened to TwiQuest?

>>27262542
Jeff's work is making him super busy
thats also why he hasnt posted the boringlight finale or finished the traplight threesome

>>27262562
Ah.

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Alrighty, like the guy in the corner who is still getting drunk way into the AM after the other partygoers have left, I carry on!

>>27256280
>The streets are as silent as the grave as you lead Moondancer down them toward your apartment
>Not a single sign of life, as if you and her were the only people left in town
>With eyes trained on the skies, you rush over with one hand clenching the sawed-off under your jacket and another hand firmly in Moondancer’s grasp
>After a few intense minutes, the two of you finally reach the complex
>The door is tossed open as you barrel inside with your young friend in tow
“OK…”
>You can hear her breathe heavily, and when you look down you spot a single bead of sweat running down her cheek
“… that went well.”
>”y-Yeah. Was really expecting another jumpscare or two out of that.”
“Ha! That’s one way of putting it.”
>You give her a smile as you walk over to the stairwell
“My place is at the top, floor five. No elevator though, so if you need a—“
>”Shining?”
“Yeah?”
>”You can let go now.”
“Huh?”
>You look down and realize that the two of you are still holding hands
>Slackening your grip, you watch as Moondancer yanks her hand back and stuffs it into her sleeve while looking away with a small blush
>”I’m fine. Let’s just keep moving.”
>You raise up a hand and stop her before she can begin the ascent
“I’ll lead the way, you watch our back.”
>Moondancer gives you a small frown as she nods her head
>The wooden steps creak as you begin the climb upwards, ready to yank out the gun in your coat at a moment’s notice
>Thankfully, you both manage to reach your floor without any more surprises
“Alright, just around the corner here…"

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Is there a greentext where twilight beats the crap out of her niece

>>27262756
There needs to be one...

>>27262542
>>27262562
>>27262626
This, pretty much. Thank you, Anon.

Between schoolwork, studying for finals, research, play rehearsal, and work, I've been pulling 13-hour days for the past two weeks. Stories will resume soon, though!

>>27262818
We await your return… Warrior.

>>27262756
No, but there is a green where Twilight gets a forced abortion by her mother.

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>>27262677
>Walking down the narrow hallway, you come to a stop before your room
>Fumbling the keys out of your pocket, you let out a small sigh of relief as you reach down and—
“…”
>It’s open
>The small slip of paper you had previously stuck in the doorway has fallen to the floor, and you can see that it has been left open just a small crack
>Glancing up, you stare at Moondancer who silently gazes back and forth between you and the door
>You place the keys back into your pocket and motion for her to follow you down the hall
>When you come to a stop back near the stairwell, she whispers
>”What was that about?”
“I think someone’s broken in.”
>Her eyes widen slightly as she looks past you down at your room
>You grumble to yourself as you lean against the wall
>Ever since your father was hospitalized, you’ve been pretty much living with Twilight back at the house you grew up in
>In fact, it had been weeks since you last even set foot in your old apartment
>Could it have been burglarized?
>Perhaps a vagrant just forced his way in while you were gone?
>Or… it could have been a lot worse
>”Ack!”
“Hm? What’s wrong now?"
>"What’s up with that nasty smell?”
“That smell?”
>You sniff the air
>This hallway smells like it normally does
“Oh wait. Yeah, that’s just my neighbor. The lady I share this floor with who lives down the hall. She…”
>Your words trail off as you suddenly get an idea

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>Muppet Mega matches your new size, but you can tell it's pushing itself beyond its intended limit.
>Yours however...
"G.A.R.B.S.S., ALL SECTIONS FULL POWER!"
>The joints of Friendship Prime burst with overflowing rainbow energy, causing the Trixie and Sunset arms take on a more Alicorn looking design. The main head transforms to represent your head this time instead of pony you.
>The feet however just look slightly more rainbowish.
>A:"I still say we got shafted here..."
>With a beat of your wings you soar into combat, exchanging blows in an impressive display of swordsmanship. Despite your surplus of power, it appears she has Sunset licked on technique.
>Seeing an opening, Anon cracks her right in the gut with his foot.
>Muppet Mega barely manages to regain her ballance without getting cleaved in twain, U-turning back into the fray.
>As she dives for you, Sunset parries her blade and cleaves the Megas leg off in a flourish.
>MM:"*BZZRT* Oh FUCK YOU! Do you know how much a mech leg costs?!"
>She uses her gun arm as an impromptu thruster, turning herself around abruptly before you can turn to face her.
>With a smooth motion she stabs Friendship Prime through the back and out the chest.
>Sunset busts her face with the mechs elbow, removing the blade before it can do any more damage.
>You slam on the emergency airlock, but not before a fair amount of the crew is sucked into the void of space.
"YOU BITCH! Those were innocent Twilights and Anons!"
>MM:"*BZRRT* Innocent Twilights? THERE ARE NO INNOCENT TWILIGHTS!"
>She swings for the Anon leg, getting deflected last minute by Sunset.
>S:"SUNBURST SERENADE!"
>Sunsets blade dances at an incredible speed, pushing Muppet Mega back until she finally lands a diagonal slash down her waist.
>If you could see Megas face, you're certain it would be priceless right about now.

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>>27262868
>You march down the hallway past your own room and up to your neighbor’s
>Raising up a fist, you knock several times and wait
>You can hear some faint music coming from inside
>Some kind of chill rock ballad, sounds familiar too
>You absently hum the tune to yourself, only to stop as you hear shuffling from behind the door
>”Uhhh hello?”
“Hi there! It’s Shining Armor, you’re neighbor?”
>”Who!?”
“Your next-door neighbor! Shining Armor!"
>More shuffling is heard from beyond the door while you and Moondancer trade odd glances
>Then the door cracks open, just enough for a face to peer out, while a chain lock continues to hold it against the frame
>You grimace as a waft of smoke rolls over you from inside
>”Like, hello?”
>She lazily looks the two of you over with a blank stare
“Hey there…"
>As you struggle to remember her name, you get a good look at her tanned face and the long red dreadlocks that drape her head
>”Shining Armor… Shining Armor… Ohhhh!”
>Her empty gaze gives way to a warm grin
>”You’re the Dude!”
“I’m the Dude?”
>She shuts the door and opens it back up, revealing the rest of her body
>Your neighbor is wearing a tie dye t-shirt with the sleeves torn off, which shows her somewhat muscular arms, as well as a pair of faded blue jeans, distinguished with several holes and a few small splashes of paint here and there
>”Haven’t seen you in a while man. Like, who’s your little friend there?”
“Oh uh, this is Moondancer.”
>Moony looks your neighbor over and slowly offers her hand out to her
>”Nice to meet you?”
>”That’s a really pretty name. Mine’s Treehugger.”

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>>27263087
>All those poor Anons and Twilights.
I say we go full Death Star on the planet after we rescue the prisioners. Actually, scratch that, I say we go full scorched earth on the planet. No survivors. Only Twilights and Anons.

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>>27263526
>You nervously glance over your shoulder at the door to your room that lies down the hall
“Hey Treehugger, can we come in for a second?”
>”Sure Dude, come on in.”
>She waves the two of you inside and shuts the door
>Her place is surprisingly clean and neat
>By your standards anyway
>”Can I get you guys some tea?”
“Nah, I’m—“
>”I could really use some tea.”
>Treehugger smiles at Moondancer before turning her back on you both and walking down her front hall
>Moondancer follows after her while you slip the shotgun out of your coat and covertly slip it into an umbrella rack
>Following behind Moony, you arrive into her kitchen as Treehugger fills a pot with water
”Sorry to barge in like this, but—“
>”Oh no, it’s totally cool. I’ve never had you over before have I?”
“I don’t think so, no.”
>”Isn’t that weird? We’ve lived next to each other for years now. I mean, what’s up with that? No need to shut ourselves in and all. Like, make yourselves at home.”
>She’s being pretty welcoming all things considered
>Unfortunately, this hospitality came at a really bad time
>Walking up by her side, you lean against the counter as you ask
“Have you noticed anything strange going on? Like any people you don’t recognize coming by my room or something?”
>She glances up at you and the two of you lock eyes while she flips the stove on
>”Well, I honestly thought you moved out man. I haven’t seen you or anyone else come by lately, but I’ve heard things, and ‘felt’ things…”
“Felt things?”

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>>27263707
>Treehugger’s warm smile slowly fades away as she places the pot on the stove
>”Hey Shining, I gotta ask man… are you doing alright?”
>That’s a question you really don't want to answer right now
“I’m fine.”
>”You really don’t look so fine.”
>The room falls silent as the two of you stare each other down
“What do I look like?”
>”You look like someone puked all over your Aura.”
“Puked all over my what?”
>Treehugger takes a step closer to you, almost causing you to recoil backwards as she scrutinizes you with her lazy stare
>It’s almost like she’s looking right through you
>”Your Aura man. You know, your inner spirit. The Meta-physical side. Your SOUL Dude! There’s something… wrong with it.”
>Your heart begins to beat faster as Treehugger’s eyes narrow
>Then suddenly, she looks away from you and back at Moondancer who sits uncomfortably while watching you both
>After looking back and forth between the two of you, Treehugger’s stare softens
>”I guess it’s alright though. You’re still definitely ‘you’ right now, so it’s all good.”
“t-Thanks?”
>She turns around and goes back to her stove
>You see Moondancer mouth the words ‘What the Fuck?’ out of the corner of your eye
>Whatever the fuck that was, you don’t want to deal with it right now
>Not when you’ve already got one problem on your hands
“So yeah, my room? You said—“
>”There’s definitely something really gnarly going on in there, but I can’t really say what.”
>You exhale as you scratch the back of your head
“Well, I guess I’m going to have to go take a look.”

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>>27263087
>Quickly MUPPET Mega slams her other arm into your gut and fires point blank, blowing out a sizable hole in your stomach.
>Luckily, the stomach of the robot is the only part with no real function.
>Sunset easily cleaves into the arm, blowing it up in a magic induced fireworks show.
>The blast throws Muppet Mega back, but not before she disembodies the Trixie arm from Friendship Prime!
"TRIXIE!"
>["WARNING, LEFT ARM RAINBOW ENERGY STABILIZERS DISCONNECTED. OXYGEN DISCONNECTED."]
>Trixies channel starts to fade slowly.
>T:"S-shit! Trixie can't die like this!"
>A:"Don't worry! we'll save-"
>T"THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE WANT'S A COOL ATTACK TOO!"
>Trixie double fists the energy output levers, pushing them to the breaking point. The blue alicorn head starts to rumble as rainbow energy starts to overload in the mouth.
>T"Welcome one and all to Trixies first and last magic show! Tonight the GREAT and POWERFUL TRIIIIIIIIIIIXIIIIIIIIE will be making a planet sized BITCH disappear!"
>The arm stabilizes in the right direction, vortex of pure energy crackling as it reaches its maximum compression point.
>Spike frantically scrambles up to the holo screen, clearly grasping whats going on as he wines at Trixe.
>She waves playfully at Spike, single tear in her eye, before striking a nerdy playground pose.
>T:"LUNAR STARSTOOOOOOOOOOORM!"
>The feed cuts out as Spike barks and howls.
>With a blast bright enough to put stars to shame, the jaws of the arm are incinerated as a cone of unstoppable energy expands outwards. The very atoms MUPPET Mega's mech is made of split as it's ravaged into nothing.
>You all stare in awe at the muted rainbow of destruction Trixie left behind as the arm finally succumbs to it's own energy.
"..."
>A:'..."
>M:"..."
>S:"..."
>MM:"*BZZZZRT* What a fucking waste, am I right?"
>You go cold as you gaze up at the new audio channel, broadcasting straight from M.U.P.P.E.T. Homeworld.

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>>27263847
I don't think Threehugger will be okay at what Shining is going to have to do.
I guess you win some and lose some.
>>27263926
What the fuck, senpai?
Why Trixie? Muh lapis lazuli savior, man. Just fuck my shit up.

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>>27264054
Being Trixie is suffering.

>>27264077
U-universal constant?
:^(

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>>27264105
It is known.

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>>27264054
Out of steam at the moment, but everyone's favorite hippy will have plenty to say about it all tomorrow night.

>>27263926
She was too pure
Friendship is Vengeance

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>>27263926
Trixie died like a patrician stage magician.

RIP, purest wizardfu.

>>27263847
w-what happened to Shiny's soul?

>>27264132
B-but AST Trixie seems to be doing fine for herself

>>27262509
>you will never get invited too try out the fetishes she read about a few moments ago

https://derpibooru.org/1146158

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>>27263926
What a lovely and pure waifu, Trixie, it is.

Anyway, gathering 7 dragon balls, when?

I started to write it before the thread 99 actually but I am a dumbass and didn't post.
For some people : I don't have pastebin and I think I will not have it for a long time.
Thank you so much for reading.
If you see a grammar mistake, please tell me and I'll do better next time.
For ones who don't remember : green about dumb SciTwi and Anon-teacher.

>You're at home.
>It's almost 8:00 AM
>Acutally you've got to be in school and teach students
>But you've got a message that said you can come later because some students from middle school come to your school for practice.
>You decide to head to school in a 30 minutes.
>You make yourself a coffee and sit down at the table
>What happened last night?
>You were at Twilight's house
>Everything was nice
>Then you had to bring her to bed
>And then she asked to sing a lullaby for her.
>You can't say you're not okay with that
>It was nice to sing for Twilight and make her happy
>But that was so... strange.
>She's so lonely
>Her aunt works at night and Twilight has to be alone all day.
>You hope nothing bad happens at class when you're not here.
>When you end your coffee it's time to go to school

>You walk in the hallway to your classroom
>It's actually pretty silent in other classrooms
>You come to your classroom and hear... somebody is... crying?
>Who's this?
>You listen carefully
>Oh
>It's Sugarcoat.
>You rush to the door
>If something made Sugarcoat cry then it's something REALLY bad
>You open the door and see some guy laughing at Sugarcoat
>"Ha-ha you're so pathetic, sitting here, playing your toys and can't even do a simple quadratic equation!"
>What a disgusting piece of shit.
>You come to him and see how his face gets scary when he understand that you saw him laughing at Sugarcoat.
"What is this?!"
>"I c-can explain..."
>The guy starts to step back

>>27265976
>You sigh
"Get out of the classroom. Now."
>You point at the door and the guy runs away
>There's some paper on your table
>It says "Efficiency of Student-Teacher"
>There's a few lines in it like "Teacher's behavior" or "Teacher's efficiency in teaching students"
>After each phrase there's a gap
>You as a teacher supposed to write in this gaps what do you think about that aspect of Student-Teacher
>You write everywhere "F (Terrible)"
>After gaps there are words "Your general comment about Student-Teacher"
>You cast a glance at students and see that they're really sad
>It's not hard to understand that he was bad.
>Comment is written and you sit down at your table and think about something
>Suddenly you hear the guy scream from the hallway
>"Please! Don't write anything bad! I need those good marks!"
>How can he say that?
>He just made one of your students cry
>How can you give somebody like that a permission to be a teacher?
>But on the other hand you didn't see him as a teacher only as a bully.
>That's why you can't give him a good comment
>There's nothing good he has done
>You're so pissed and head starts to hurt
"Students, you're allowed to go home. No lessons today."
>Students thank you while leaving the classroom
>Sugarcoat comes to you
>"Thank you, teacher! If you didn't come I don't know what would have happened"
>Only Twilight is in the class
>Door is closed and the guy is waiting on the outside
"Why are you not leaving, Twilight?"
>She comes to you and sits at the chair near your table
>Then she lays her head on your shoulder
"Did he do something bad to you?"
>"No, he just yelled at the whole class and that..."
>You watch at her
>Twilight's eyes are wet
>"...m-made me c-cry... I don't know w-why"
>She hugs you tight and starts to cry on your shoulder
>Oh god.
>Your hand is shaking
>This guy is making you mad.
>Actually you know why Twilight cried
>You never yelled at anyone in class. As far a you can remember.

>>27265980
>Even when you asked someone to stay after lessons you didn't yell.
>The guy comes in.
>His face is sad and eyes are wet a bit
>Even if he looks sad you can't forgive him
>No way.
>"I didn't want to do this..."
"I see how you didn't want to do this."
>You point at Twilight.
>He notices that Twilight cries
>"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to make them cry!"
>The guy comes closer
>"I just wanted to become a teacher and there was such a chance for me..."
"Why did you yelled at students?"
>"They weren't paying attention and one of them was playing with a toy! I thought that they need to listen to me. And then this girl with a toy said that she knows how to do equations I was giving..."
>He sighs
>"And I gave her quadratic equation. A simple one. And then... this."
>He has some point.
>It's hard to admit but he did SOMETHING good.
>Guy tried to teach the students but thought that they were not listenning to him.
>You start to talk with some pauses
"A teacher...in elementary of course...has to be kind of interesting person. You have to make information...interesting for students. You need them to be interested in things you say..."
>Guy nods
"If I'd start to explain maths or something else with emotions in my voice, with no attempts to make information interesting, nobody would ever listen to me, even though I am teacher."
>He wipes away a few tears
"They'd just think I am boring. That's why I always try to make my lesson interesting and explain everything clear and answer student's questions."
>"And that's all secret? I just need to be nice?"
"Nice and smart. You can't teach somebody if you don't know basic things."
>"Got it. Thank you, sir. I'll try better next time if they will give me a chance after your marks."
>Oh.
>You wrote that he is terrible.
>Everything is covered with "F"
>This guy was bad, no doubt.
>But on the other hand right now he is on his way to become a good person.
>Should you give him a chance?
>Probably yes.

>>27265985
>You take the paper and show it to the guy.
>And then tear it apart.
>"What?!"
>His eyes are open wide as he understands that you just tore apart his bad marks
"I didn't want to do it, but I will give you a second chance."
>"Thank you so much! I will become better! I promise!"
>His eyes are filled with joy
>Congratulations! You just saved someones life!
"You may go."
>"Thank you, sir!"
>He runs away.
>You notice Twilight is standing behind you
>She's smiling with a few tears in her eyes
>"Y-you're s-so k-kind to ev-everyone..."
>Oh god.
"Of course I am."
>Truth to be told, ten minutes ago, you'd give this guy a strong slap in the face.
>Twilight hugs you tight
>"Thanks for help, teacher."

>Home sweet home.
>At least you don't need to teach anyone today.
>This guy is really strange.
>You didn't even ask his name.
>You were to busy thinking about what he had done and how to explain him that everything he had done is not quite good.
>Well, at least he understood and promised to become better.
>You make yourself a tea and sit down at the sofa
>Some shitty cartoon is going on TV. Colorful horses.
>You switch the channel to news.
>Nothing interesting but for some reason news make you feel better.
>Your phone rings
>If it's someone who will try to sell you something - you'll kill them.
>You take the phone and see the number.
>Oh
>It's the principal. Mrs. Harshwhinny.
"Hello."
>You hear strict voice with strange but familiar accent
>"Hello, Mister Anonymous. It's Harshwhinny. I got a message about the situation at your classroom today."
>Oh shit.
>Mrs. Harshwhinny is tough sometimes and it's no good that she called you directly.
"Y-yes?"
>"I have to admit I never thought you could do such a thing"
>Shit shit shit

>>27265989
>Well, you can accept that everything you did was bad and you are really sorry for that and things like this would never happen
>But did you do a bad thing?
>Sure, you screamed at the guy and almost ruined his dreams, but after this you did something good, didn't you?
>It can wait
>You need to get out of pile of shit you made for yourself
"I am r-ready for a-any punishment you choose and I am sorry for everything!"
>"Eh? Punishment? I know that I am quite professional... but punish someone for a good job? That's too much even for me!"
>She giggles
>Wait
>Good job?
>Is she for real?
"G-good job?"
>"Oh of course! Some students told me that they saw you kicking this guy out of class! That's amazing! So much love for students! I am impressed."
>It's kind of rare thing to hear Mrs. Harshwhinny say something like that.
"Thank you!"
>"I will raise your wages for this month as a reward"
"Thank you very much! You are generous person!"
>"There's no need to thank me. If there is someone who has to be thanked, it's you."
>She ends the call and you sigh
>That's way better than you thought.


>Weekend passed pretty quickly as you had nothing to do.
>School.
>First lesson is Reading.
>You sit at your table and wait for students
>Time passes and you hear them come into class
>You see Sugarcoat come closer to your table, holding something in her hands
"Yes, Sugarcoat?"
>"T-teacher. I have to thank you for your help yesterday..."
>She places something covered with paper on your table
>"It's my favourite. Please take it."
>You take the thing, take off the paper and see... a pony.
>A pony from that cartoon on TV.
>Power Ponies, huh?
>You remind calling it shitty.
>Well, it's a present. You can't just say that you don't need it.
"Thank you very much, Sugarcoat!"
>"Y-you like it?"
"Of course! How can I not?"
>She smiles and then goes to her place.
>The toy she gave to you is a pony with rainbow hair and dressed in something black.
>Well, it looks fancy, let it be.

>>27265994
>You stand up infront of your students.
"Good morning, students!"
>"Good morning, teacher!"
>You need to say something about situation that happened yesterday.
"Students. I do remember what happened yesterday and I want to say that everything is alright. I have talked with this guy and he promised to never do something like that."
>The class stays silent but you see understanding in their eyes.
>Time to begin the lesson.
>You put out a book about English writers.
>Next few lessons of Reading you need to tell students about various writers and what things did they write.
>Good for them, they don't need to do anything.
"First writer today is Rudyard Kipling..."
>Students begin to listen.

>Lesson ends quickly as you read about Rudyard and his "The Jungle Book".
>Next lesson is Maths.
>lesson begins.
>Today you're explaining your students about Cartesian coordinate system.
"Please, draw this in your copy-books"
>You point at Cartesian plane on the blackboard
>Students nod and start drawing
>"Teacher?"
>You hear Vinyl ask
"Yes?"
>"Do you have a pencil? Mine's broken."
"Yeah, of course"
>You give the pencil to Vinyl.
>After a few minutes you start to explain what is y-axis and x-axis, what is origin and everything else.
>Then you give students a task to mark some points using the plane.
>Everyone do the task right and lesson ends.

>"T-teacher?"
>You hear voice of Moondancer
"Yes, Moondancer?"
>"M-my mom asked to give you this..."
>She puts some envelope at your table
>"For everything you've done yesterday. It's not much but..."
>For God's sake are they trying to give you money again?
>That's enough.
"Sorry, but I can't take that."
>"You have to! We can't take it back..."
>Why does everybody try to give you money for helping them?
>Can't they just say 'thank you'?
>In addition, Moondancer's family is not very rich, so taking the money from them is going to be bad for them.
"I will not take this."

>>27265998
>That's not enough, she'll not go away.
>You need some cogent argument.
"If you will keep trying to make me take this money I will consider this as an insult!"
>That should work.
>Even if this sound a bit silly.
>"Oh. O-ok. I will t-tell m-my mom"
>She took the envelope from your table with her hands shaking a bit.

>Time for Writing.
>lesson begins
>You decided to read some text to your students and ask them to retell it on the paper.
>Text is not that long but students ask you to repeat it two more times
>The whole lesson goes without any sounds, only sounds of writing and thinking
>You like when students think.
>lesson ends and students give you their works.
>You see Twilight's work and it's done not bad.
>About Twilight
>She didn't say anything during the whole day

>Other lessons pass pretty quickly
>Students are going out and you see Twilight is coming to your table
>After a full day of silence she probably wants to say something
>"T-teacher, may I ask you something?"
>She hold her arms together and stays infront of your table with her head looking at the floor
"Yes?"
>"M-my aunt called s-some workers to r-repair something so I am n-not able to be at home f-for a f-few hours..."
>Oh, she is going to ask you to be with her for these few hours, isn't she?
>"I w-wanted to ask you to b-be with me until the w-workers are g-gone..."
>Is she herself asking you or she is asking because Cadence asked her?
>Anyways, you have to help.
"Yeah, I'll help. Where do we go?"
>She smiles and watches at you with eyes filled with happiness and some sort of relief.
>"I don't know"
>She giggles
>Well, if there is some place for kids - it's some festival.
"How about festival?"
>Twilight frowns a bit
>"I don't know. There'd be so much people..."
"I'll be around."
>As you say this you slightly push Twilight to yourself.
>Her face goes red and you see how she nods.
"Good! Now let's go to my car."

>>27266001
>After 30 minutes you're at the festival.
>This festival is held by some woman Carrot Top who is the head of some big carrot company
>You're not sure if they're growing carrots or just making something out of them.
>But still, this festival is all about carrots.
>Twilight is standing behind you
"Let's go have some fun!"
>You say this and start to search for something interesting
>Carrot eating contest?
>Nah.
>Lessons about how to grow a carrot?
>Nah, that's not interesting even for you.
>You see some cafe at the middle of the field where contest is held.
"Let's go over there, we may buy something delicious!"
>Twilight nods and follows you.
>At cafe you decide to buy some carrot pie and carrot juice for both of you.
>After eating carrot pies you decide to watch some show.
>Show is boring.
>It's just a few guys in the costumes of carrots, singing about how carrots are healthy and other stuff
>In the middle of the show Twilight says
>"Teacher? Can we go, please?"
>To say that you are glad to leave this place is an understatement.
"Yes, of course."

>You leave the festival and ask Twilight about where she wants to go
>It's library.
>You have a few hours to read some books with Twilight
>Not very interesting thing, but books are unusual.
>You'll find something to talk about.

>After you got in the library you ask Twilight to lead the way
>She goes in the SciFi section and you together take some book
>Twilight took "The Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy" by Douglas Adams
"Did you read it?"
>"Yes, I wanted to show it to you..."
>You actually read it already.
>Amazing book, by the way.
"I've read it. You wanna talk about it?"
>You see fire in her eyes
>"Yes! Of course!"
>Twilight says it a bit loud
>After understanding that she closes her mouth with the hand a her face blushes a little bit.

>>27266004
>You two go to the little table
>Twilight starts to speak
>Converstaion goes on and on
>Your favorite character is Ford Prefect and hers is Arthur Dent.
>You couldn't even imagine that Twilight reads that much.
>She looked like she didn't give a shit about studying
>But she knows about books so much that you are assured that she read a lot of books.
>From SciFi to history-related books.
>One of them you were reading, it's like the story about two girls going to Crusade.
>It's not historically accurate, but it's still interesting.
>You spent two hours talking about different books
>"Are you bored, mister teacher?"
"No, of course not!"
>She was asking this from time to time
>You're not bored and you don't know why she thinks like that
>Two hours passed pretty quickly and when you saw Twilight reading a message from Cadence you got upset a little bit.
>"We need to go, Cadence says everything is done."
"Yeah, of course."
>It was the nicest time you had in library.
>Talking with Twilight is making you feel so... warm inside.
>Like a cup of hot tea in the winter.
>Like someone whos valuable for you.
>Why does it feel so good?
>Is it how you have to feel with your student?
>You are ready to do anything to be with Twilight at least for a few more hours
>The way she talks when she's not hesitating
>The way she thinks
>You were talking with her about that Douglas Adam's book and she was giving you so many different theories
>You could make a fanfic from one of them, that's for sure
>Well, it's time to go.

>You are in the car with Twilight sitting next to you
>"That was awesome day, mister teacher! Thank you very much!"
>You feel how your face goes red
"I-it's nothing."
>Way to Twilight's home took about 40 minutes.
>You stop near Twilight's home
>"I need to go, teacher. Thank you for such an amazing day."
"Glad to help."
>Twilight closes the door of your car and runs away.

>>27266010
>You didn't notice how much time it took you to get to home
>You come in and hear the sound of TV
>It seems you let the TV on.
>News.
>You take out a figure of pony out your pocket
>Maybe you should watch this show?
>You switch the channel to some cartoons channel
>Power Ponies.
>You quickly run to the kitchen, take the soda out of the fridge and take some cookies with you
>Like in old times.
>As you run back to the couch a thought comes into your mind
>Does Twilight like Power Ponies?
>Maybe you should watch this show with her?
>Those questions can wait
>It's time to watch.
>You try to sit more comfortable and start to watch.


That's it.
I was going to post some of this on 99th thread but then thought that it's better to post this on 100.
But I fucked up and couldn't do this.
Sorry.
I've tried to write something interesting. I hope you'll like it.
IF there are grammar mistakes - please tell me.
Actually while writing this I wrote a test about punctiation in English and it wasn't that bad.
Do I need a name?
Thank you all for reading.

>>27266014
I like what ya do anon, and I didn't see any glaring grammar errors. Just the typical so-and-so
Do you want a name? You can make one if you want! It'll be easier for others to find your posts or even ask for you c:

>>27266014
Your story always gives me a warm feeling in my heart. Keep up the good work.

>>27266014
This is pretty sweet, anon.

>>27266014
Keep on doing it
I love it so much

Jeff will you be able to update today?

>>27262213
That face is horribly drawn.

>>27266884
Yes but its still pretty good

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>>27266884
You're not supposed to be looking at her face.

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>>27266971
But she has a happy face

>>27267103
I need to see the lower half of this image

>>27267126
Theres two alternate cersions of this
https://derpibooru.org/1061657?scope=scpe6df4486d62d7062c1e682e21247092a3144feaeb

>>27267253
>cersions
Versions

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Where is the boring wedding jeff?

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>>27267253
Is there a version without pingas? Believe it or not, but I'm really not a fan of the pingas.

>>27267475
Twilight has to propose to Moonie first, ya dingus.

>>27267499
>not wanting girl penis
No there isnt

>>27267499
>Being a pleb
I knew it

>>27267499
Girlpenis is the best thing Chronos why would you not want it

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>>27263926
"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU ALIVE?!"
>She cracks up, dragging her hand across her mask.
>MM:"*BZZZZRT* Why would I be IN the mech when I could just control it REMOTELY? Unlike you retards I know how to strategize!"
>You look at the remains of the Trixie arm, which is practically nothing at this point. Gritting your teeth to the point of litterally shattering.
>You slam on the eject button, reaching for your emergency syringe of cure all.
>As you jam it into your thigh, Scilight Lagann rockets towards Muppet homeworld reverting the ship back to normal.
>A:"TWILIGHT! What are you doing!?"
>You spit your old teeth onto the floor.
"G.a.R.B.S.S., send Spike to Moondancer! Allocate any residual rainbow energy into the engines!"
>Spike warps out as you lock down the signals origin.
>M:"Twilight wait!-"
>Cutting the communication channel, you approach the planets firing range. Plasma bolts and lasers scorch the sides of the mini mech as you loosely attempt to dodge them.
>Nearing MUPPET Megas palace, a concentrated beam blasts through the mechs eye.
>As the mech loses functionality, you tear you're medalion out and leap out of the hole.
>Practically rattling with friendship energy, you drape it around your neck in free fall.
>You wince at the temperature change as your clothes warp away, replacing with skin tight nanobots. Flapping your powerful Alicorn wings, you jet yourself through the palace window and straight in front of MUPPET Mega.
>MM:"*BZZRT* Welcome to my parlor said-"
>You sock her in the stomach with an uppercut, sending her slamming into the ceiling.
"Yeah, let's skip the dialogue."
>She falls to the floor, spider web cracks all across her armor.
>Stepping over her, which probably is the worst position seeing as your suit is basically spandex but thinner, you squat down to her level.
"Tell me Mega, why do you wear the mask?"
>She coughs up blood in her suit.
"...if I pull it off, will you die?"

>>27267879
>...if I pull it off, will you die?"
It would be extremely painful

>>27268091
UUUU

Okay lets see how long this next part takes. Hopefully not too long :^

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>>27267879
>MM:"*BZZZZRT* Why would I be IN the mech when I could just control it REMOTELY? Unlike you retards I know how to strategize!"
That's actually a good twist.

>"...if I pull it off, will you die?"
I see what you're planning to do.

Promised to sacrifice my writing virginity to create a late oneshot story to celebrate thread #100, here it is.


>*Ding-di-ling*
>The doorbell of the downbeat franchised coffee-shop fired off an unreasonably cheery note as the door swung open to let in a customer.
>Putting down the worn second-hand copy of "South of Arcadia" you had been blissfully lost in, you rose from behind the counter, smoothing the stained apron that hung over your old sweater.
"Welcome to Moonchucks, how can I help you?"
>"A medium coffee, no milk and just a pinch of sugar", came the order from the lavender woman on the other side of the counter.
>Giving the customer a quick nod you grabbed a "vento"-sized cup from a nearby stack and turned to the old coffee-maker behind you to fill it.
>The concoction gave off a slightly acidic smell as you poured some of it into the garish Moonchucks™-branded cup.
>You probably should have made fresh coffee a few hours ago already according to regulations, but who cared, really?
>Customers who expected coffee that could elicit stronger descriptions than "passable" would hardly set foot in a place like this.
>Your manager never checked up on you, and nobody ever cared enough to ask to see management.
>This was a dead-end job for losers like you, and everyone knew it. You included.
>Tipping a teaspoonful of sugar into the coffee, you placed it on a tray and passed it to the customer.
"4 bits."
>The customer responded to your statement by giving off a slight jerk, startled by your exclamation.
>"S-sorry, I got kinda lost in thought. You know how it is, he h-ee..."
>Her lavender cheeks now a faint red, she placed a ten-bit bill on the counter.
>As you punched the sale into the register, you suddenly felt aware that the customer was keeping her eyes on you with an intensity bordering on eerie.
>"Say... have I met you before? I keep getting the feeling that I know you from somewhere."
>You grabbed the change from the register and looked up at the customer.

>>27268238
try to take off the tripcode unless you are writing or have something that requiers you to have a name on

>>27268302
>Actually observing her with an interest in anything beyond when she is going to let you return to your book, you found her appearance to be quite charming.
>Her violet-and-magenta-streaked navy hair was put up into a bun, with a few loose streaks falling down to frame her face.
>A pair of thick-framed glasses formed a transparent shield in front of a pair of deep purple eyes.
>She was wearing a cobalt knitted cardigan over a white blouse, her legs being covered to just below the knees by a grey skirt.
>As you studied her, a strange, almost uncomfortable sensation of familiarity started to build inside you.

>Then it hit you, like an avalanche of harsh, metaphorically-snow-and-ice-like, memories.
"T-twilight Sparkle? Is that you?"
>The lavender woman shone up and looked you straight in the eyes.
>"It is."
"I-its me! Moondancer!"
>"Really? Moondancer! I haven't seen you for ages!"
>You tried your best to match Twilight's beaming smile, but you could tell that the attempt wasn't very successful.
>"How about you come over to a table and join me for a cup of coffee? I'd love to catch up", Twilight followed up, managing to nip the awkward silence in the bud.
>Giving a weak bob of the head in return, you grabbed another cup, filled it and placed it next to the one already on the tray.
>Twilight carefully picked the tray and started walking with the concentration of someone trying to not spill from a full cup.

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>>27268312
>As you rounded the counter to follow her towards the seating area, you suddenly felt all too conscious of how ill-kept you looked.
>Even if most of the bumpy hand-mended holes in your leaden knitted sweater were mercifully hidden by your apron, the rest of you was hardly in any better condition.
>Your pair of washed-out jeans were frayed beyond belief, your trainers were stained from years of dirt-involving abuse and your red hair was ungracefully pulled back into a ponytail by a common rubber band.
>The bags under your eyes were big enough to be called suitcases, your cream skin was oily and unwashed and your glasses were held together by a piece of tape.
>Quietly resigning yourself to the inevitable judgement of your once-friend, you made your way over to a small three-person table where said ex-friend had plopped herself and the tray down.
>After placing yourself opposite to Twilight, you started peering glumly into the cup of brown liquid in front of you.
>Your apparent interest in the deepest, darkest secrets of the roasted-bean brew was mirrored on the other side of the table, as Twilight took your lead in avoiding conversation.
>It was as if the evil spectre-of-finding-no-words that you had felt looming earlier had decided to make it known that any and all attempts to circumvent its powers were futile.
>After a good half-dozen minutes of studying vapour and contemplating if imbibing some of the liquid waste product in front of you was a good idea, you finally had enough.
"Soo... what have you been up to all these years? Studying I presume?"
>Twilight looked up from her own foray into the field of chain-store coffee colour, a clear look of relief on her face.
>"Y-yeah! I just finished my doctorate degree in biophysics."
"That's nice. Your parents must be proud."
>"Mm-hm."
>Not finding anything more to say, you let the conversation peter out, the two of you returning to tense silence.

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>>27268316
>"I never expected to see you again in a place like this, you know. Not like this, at least."
>Twilight kept her eyes on her half-emptied cup, a wistful smile playing on her lips.
>"I—... I guess I always imagined you would end up as something great. No offence."
>You let out a deep sigh, taking a moment before answering.
"It's not like I meant for me to end up here. I certainly never believed it when I was younger. So much for that, though. Some things are just not meant to be, I suppose."
>Letting out a sardonic snort, you turned your eyes up to meet Twilight's.
>Her face betrayed a greater degree of concern than you had even dreamt of anticipating.
>In locking eyes, you felt it as if your shame and regret was being run through some sort of industrial-size amplifier for emotions.
>Pulling away almost immediately, you noticed with horror that your innards suddenly felt as if they had been transformed into a veritable pit of hell.
>"What happened, Moon? Oh! Don't tell me the girls at Crystal Prep started bullying you instead after I left?"
"No, nothing like that really happened. Sure, they didn't really like me but they never gave me any trouble, really. They just left me alone with my books, kinda like how we used to hide away and read at times when you were still there."
>Feeling your throat begin to thicken as you delved into your old memories, you took a big gulp of lukewarm coffee to clear your throat.
>As the vile liquid filled your mouth with a metallic taste, you cursed your own negligence, wishing that you had actually bothered to make fresh coffee this once.

>>27268325
"After you left I just gradually stopped caring about school. All of it felt so enormously... meaningless. Like there was no point, no reason to keep up my grades or to study. It just wasn't the same without anyone to complete with, I guess."
>You stoically downed another mouthful of coffee, paying no regards to the violent protests of your stomach.
>Putting the cup back down, your gaze met with Twilight's again.
>Her concerned visage was now further embellished with clear signs of regret.
>"You know, I really missed you after starting at Canterlot High. But I kept telling myself that you didn't need me, and that I had to be strong like you. I kept wishing we had kept in touch, but since I never heard from you I assumed that you were fine."
"I did invite you to my birthday party the month after you switched school, you know. But you didn't come, or even answer. So I kinda thought you had lots of new friends now and I wasn't important any more."
>As you spoke, Twilight's cheeks became flush with colour, betraying her remembrance of the neglected party.
>"I—... I'm sorry. I never knew it meant so much to you."
"Well, what's past is past. Really, it's my fault for being too proud to just contact you again. I just didn't want you to think I needed you, so I kept telling myself I had to wait until you contacted me. That I wasn't desperate for a friend, that I didn't miss you."
>"No, I'm as much at fault here as you are. I really should have called you about not being able to make it to your party. But I was so embarrassed I just couldn't get myself to do it, and eventually it felt like it was too late."
"Sounds like we were both pretty silly in hindsight, doesn't it?"
>Twilight's lips turned into a smile that let a soft laugh escape before answering.
>"It sure does."

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>>27268337
>As she laughed, you couldn't help but join in with a light chuckle of your own, and as you did you felt yourself matching Twilight's joyous expression.
>As the laughter died out, you both sat silent again.
>This time however, there was no awkwardness in it.

>"So, what have you been up to all these years? Other than working here, I mean."
"Reading, mainly. No matter how little I ever cared for studying, I never did stop caring for the reading itself. Recently, I've been trying my hand at writing as well."
>"Soo, is it any good?"
>You could feel your face turn into a goofy smile as you answered the question with complete honesty.
"Nope, not a bit. It's all awful schlock written by someone with no discernible talent!"

>After the air had been cleared, the conversation flowed naturally back and forth, with Twilight telling you about her time at college and her studies and you making her intimately familiar with the horrors of working in a coffee shop.
>After finding that the time apart had done nothing to stifle Twilight's love of books you spent the better portion of a half-hour discussing the various books you had read recently.
>After a good hour of jovial conversation, Twilight happened to glance at the clock mounted on the wall above the fake-chalkboard menu behind the counter.
>"No, I think it's about time I get moving."
>As you heard Twilight utter the words you had known had to come sooner or later, you felt your stomach tighten as the infernal cauldrons of conflicting emotions inside were once more heated into a gleeful boil.
"I— I guess so. It was nice seeing you again."
>You stood up uneasily next to your chair as a purple hand was extended towards you.
>Acting on pure instinct, you grabbed it with your own, noticing too late that your body had decided to respond to the return to reality with profuse sweating in that very area.
>"Well, hope we'll meet again sometime."

>>27268353
>As Twilight walked out the door, you felt it as if you were back all those years ago.
>Being left all alone by your best friend, again.
>And letting yourself be left alone again.
>Inside your mind, a tiny voice screamed at the top of it's non-existent lungs that you had to do something, but it drowned almost completely in the howling tempest of your shame and hurt pride.
>Turning around, you dragged yourself back to your post at the register. Sitting down on a small stool, you let your head rest on the counter as you stared blankly out at the empty coffee shop.
>As you did so, something across the room caught your eye.
>A small table, acting as resting place for a tray.
>A tray on which were two cups.
>Suddenly, the minuscule nagging voice in your mind exploded into a roar, shredding any clouds in its way.
>And in that moment, you realized with full clarity what a terrible mistake you had just made.
>Rushing across the room, you threw yourself out the door.
>Twilight hadn't left long ago, she couldn't have gotten far.
>Frantically trying your best to look in all directions at once, you caught a glimpse of something violet rounding the corner of the block.
>Breaking into a mad dash, you rounded the corner just in time to see a bus stop and Twilight stepping up to get on it.

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>>27268362
"TWILIGHT!"
>The lavender woman turned around at the loud sound, her confused expression being replaced with a smile as she saw you.
"LETS MEET AND DO SOMETHING TOMORROW! LETS BECOME FRIENDS AGAIN!"
>Twilight's smile widened as she cupped her hands around her mouth.
>"I NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D ASK! I'LL COME MEET YOU AT THE COFFEE SHOP TOMORROW AFTERNOON!"
>Being now abandoned by what air had been left in your lungs after your sprint, the only response you managed was a vigorous nodding of your head.
>As Twilight got on the bus, you felt your legs give out beneath you and you quietly slumped down on the sidewalk.
>Lying on the hard, dirty ground as your breathing slowly returned to it's natural rhythm, you could only feel one thing.
>Deep inside, you felt that you had finally done the right thing.
>Something you should have done long ago.

>>27268353
>no discernible talent!
Best meme

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>>27267879
>MM:"*Bzzzzrt* Of course not! Why would I program the suicide function into my own suit!?"
"Good, that will make this more fun!"
>You tear her mask off, revealing...
"Who the fuck are YOU?"
>A purple haired girl with blue streaks glares back at you.
>MM:"I'm STARLIGHT GLIMMER you dolt! YOUR Starlight Glimmer!"
"I don't HAVE a Starlight Glimmer! Why aren't you a Moondancer!?"
>She rolls her eyes.
>MM:"Oh you'd just LOVE that wouldn't you! We'll too bad, I'M the leader of M.U.P.P.E.T.!"
"Pfffft!"
>MM:"DON'T LAUGH AT ME!"
>You pretend to whipe away a tear, since the nanobots render that unnecessary.
"It's not YOU I'm laughing at, it's MYSELF! I was so worried and worked up..."
>MM:"Fuck you Twilight, this changes NOTHING!"
>You look her dead in the eyes, smiling coldly as the nanobots condense into a hammer head on your right arm.
"This changes EVERYTHING!"
>With a nostalgic crack, you shatter her left arm.
>Starlight screams in agonizing pain as you make thorough work of her arm, reducing it to an armored noodle.
>MM:"AAAAHHHHGG YOU FUCKED UP BITCH!"
"Tell the planet to evacuate."
>MM:"W-what?"
>You hammer down on her legs.
>MM:"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! F-FINE! Get me that microphone!"
>Glancing over, you see a traditional mic from an old radio show.
"If you try to pull ANYTHING-"
>MM:"NO! No funny business! P-please!"
>You glare at her before turning to get the mic. On the desk you also find a laptop with the current readings of all Muppet operatives on the planet.
>Taking both, you plop the mic next to Starlight and keep an eye on the laptop.
>MM:"Attention all listening, evacuate the system IMMEDIATELY! Share portal guns if needed!"
>You go to speak up, but she raises her one good arm in protest.
>MM:"Prioritize the Spike Refuge shelters!"
>You nod and sit back down.

>>27268302
>Promised to sacrifice my writing virginity to create a late oneshot story to celebrate thread #100, here it is.
Thank you anon
I will read it when I get home

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>>27268539
SDARLIGHT GOMMUNIST :DDDD

T-Trixie will be back, right?

Sh-she's merely pretending to be dead, right?

>>27268539
Is it scorched land time?

>>27268651
T-Trixie cant die right?

>>27268539
Also, even if she dies, this still isn't over. Twilight and friends will have to hunt them down.

>>27268820
Even if they hurt trixie I would hunt them

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>>27268947
I was talking about Starlight.

>>27268992
And I was talking about her best friend

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>>27269013
BEST FRIENDS

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>>27268539
>In a matter of minutes, the planet is basically down to zero.
>MM:"Are we done here?"
"Almost, where's your personal portal gun?"
>She gulps, pointing at her closet.
>Opening it reveals a stalkerlike shrine to some redhead you've never met, with a custom orange portal gun in the center. You grab it and walk past Starlight to the window.
>You type in Twi home world and shoot, opening a stable portal. The battery seems to be barely effected, as you hoped, so you close the portal and stick the gun under your arm.
>MM:"S-so you're planning on leaving me here to starve? Alone?"
>You shake your head, pointing your palm at her.
>"Welcome one and all to Twilights first and last magic show!..."
>Her eyes widen in fear.
>MM:"N-no! P-please!"
"Tonight the GREAT and POWERFUL TWILIGHT will be making a planet disappear!"
>Your MAG warps in front of your hand, disassembling itself and forming into a catalyst.
>Eyes white hot with energy, you gaze upon her as she struggles in vain to get up.
>MM:"Have mercy!"
"PSI FRIENDSHIP!"
>A thunderous crackle errupts forth from your hand as pure rainbow energy cleaves through everything in your wake.
>EXPECIALLY Starlight. You'd say you watched he light leave her eyes, but the blast was blindingly bright.
>Regaining visibility, you can see the core of the planet leaking out already. The wave will probably still come back through the other side though even with the sudden decrease in gravity, so you open a portal to the landing bay on Twilight world and hop on through.
>You don't bother keeping time as you wait for the ship, you just know its morning before they do.
>The ships mostly empty, but a few Twilights stayed for the ride. Your Sunset, Anon, and Moondancer come out carrying Spike and an improvised pardon for their/your war crime.
"Lets go home."

Hey EqG will you be updating tonight?

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>>27269350
>>27268801
>>27268651

>Moondancer grimaces
>M:"Nice portal gun."
"Thanks, I thought we were due for another one."
>Sunset decides to come with you to mourn, it would be too hard to be alone.
>Portalling to U-888, you arrive outside your home. Stretching out your hand you scan your palm and enter.
>Inside is Trixie with a feast and a half eaten cake.
>T:"WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? Trixie set up this WHOLE victory party for us!
>You look at the others, then back to the doorway.
"T-TRIXIE? How are you alive?!"
>She turns her head in confusion.
>T:"Of course Trixie is alive! You saved her with G.A.R.B.S.S. or whatever didn't you?!"
>You go pale.
"Uh... O-oh yeah! Of COURSE I did! I would have to be retarded to not think of that!"
>Trixie nods.
>T:"I'll admit, I was worried, but it just goes to show you can ALWAYS trust your friends right!?"
>You break into a cold sweat as she hugs you to near death.
>T:"Well, Trixie is going to go heat up the food again so we can do this right! Get comfortable and come help when you're ready! <3"
>As she jogs away, you look at each other.
>M:"Am I missing something? Why didn't you tell us you saved her you bitch!"
"I didn't, and no one besides me is linked to G.A.R.B.S.S. remotely!"
>Spike:"BARK BARK! GRRRRRRRRR!"
>The wet food in Spikes dish teleports above your head, getting all throughout your hair.
>You glare at Spike in the most conflicted way possible.
"...Except Spike. Thank you Spike, you emotionally manipulative son of a bitch."
>He prances away smugly as you march off to the shower.

-GOOD END-

>>27269679
Sadly, I have irl stuff to write.

>>27269750
aww

>>27268302
>lavender woman
You're goddamn right
Also, I liked your green, OA

>>27262213
Requesting Bearderino Anon dropping panties faster than growing his huge beard, preferably Twilight's

>>27269712
I am still hoping to see the sad ending.

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>>27269871
Just for you.

>Moondancer grimaces
>M:"Nice portal gun."
"Thanks, I thought we were due for another one."
>Sunset decides to come with you to mourn, it would be too hard to be alone.
>Portalling to U-888, you arrive outside your home. Stretching out your hand you scan your palm and enter.
>Inside is an empty home, just like you left it.
>Only colder.
>The next few weeks you all mourn together, Sunset helping you get Trixies stuff together and finding a proper place to "bury" her.
>Your victory is bittersweet, expecially once it dawned on you her death was meaningless.
>You could have saved her.
>Hell you could have probably just threatened Muppet Mega and gotten the same results!
>But...
>But you know this isn't how Trixie would want it.
>You all go to the bar one last time, just for her.
>The newcomers to the bar love your stories of the GREAT and POWERFUL TRIXIE!
>After a drunken night of song and dance, you head back home and decide to just 'live' for a while.
>For her.
>Always for her.

-BAD/SAD END-

>So there you are, sitting at your desk.
>You're working on some very important papers.
>This is some very sensitive information.
>You know, bank reports, leases, conversations, certain photographs, that sort of thing.
>Then wouldn't you know it? Your door bursts open.
>In walks Rainbow Dash. She's waving her arms around like some crazy ants crawled their way into her sock drawer this morning.
>"He's back at it again!"
"Rainbow Dash, what have I told you about barging in on me in this way?"
>She stops dead in her tracks and huffs.
>"Really, Twilight? What am I going to walk in on you doing?"
"It's a matter of principle," you remind the blue woman. "Now do it again."
>She rolls her eyes and leaves your office, closing the large oak doors behind her.
>A few seconds later, a knock reverberates throughout the room, bouncing off your Corinthian leather sofas.
"You may enter."
>The doors swing open and slam into the walls.
"Ah, Rainbow Dash. How are you today?"
>"Are you going to make small talk or are you going to do something about Adam?" she asks angrily.
>You see, Adam--good kid, you've known him for a while--he's been causing some trouble lately.
>Word on the streets is he's been pressing on your turf.
>You've tried to be the bigger person and let him off with some simple warnings, but he just wouldn't listen.
>No, not Big Atom Adam.
>That basketball looking tub of something disrespected you once. He disrespected you again.
>"Twilight!"
>You hold your fingers up and shut her mouth.
>Oh, Adam. What to do? What to do?
>You take out a cigarette and light it up.
>One puff later and you're turning the once white spot of your ceiling yellow.
>You kind of like how it looks. It's like a spotlight, you know?
>Shining down on you.
"Adam just wants to help out his family. I can understand that. I'm a family gal."
>"But Twi, you've lost three blocks to this shmootz. Are you going to roll over for him?"
>You take another puff, this time taking out half the cigarette.

>>27269977
"Send his family a care package."
>Your cyan compatriot smiles at last.
>"Express delivery?"
"You know me well."
>Rainbow Dash leaves, closing your doors gently.
>That was the last you heard from Big Atom Adam.
>He got out of town real fast after that.
>Too bad, too. You were going to invite him to your ball.

>You like your balls.
>That is, balls in the dancing sense.
>Not in the sweaty, hairy sense.
>You've been holding them once every fall for, what, six years now?
>They're pretty big.
>Anybody who's anybody shows up.
>Anybody who wants to be somebody shows up.
>Anybody you want there shows up, whether they like it or not.
>They make their donations like clockwork.
>Twilight's Taxi.
>That's the name of your business.
>So why would the mayor of Canterlot take time out of her busy, busy day to come visit some low life, small time business taxi girl?
>Partly because you have enough dirt on her to bury this town about as far as Adam's uncle.
>Another part because you're old friends.
>Sunset Shimmer's her name.
>Leading the petty public's her game.
>Gee, that girl sure can talk.
>One time in 2019, she came to you with a little proposal.
>It went something like this.

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>>27269977
pacing is a bit fast, but this is just the first post
but this has potential, please continue

>>27269961
>Just for you.
I-I guess I am a big guy.

>>27270031
>"I love what you've done with your, erm, office."
"Sunset, please. I know that look on your face."
>"No, I mean it! It has a sort of," she pauses, picking her words carefully. "Charm."
"It's 'rustic'?" you play.
>"Rustic! Yes, that's it."
>At the time, your joint was just some dingy little plot outside the Badlands.
>You remember those days fondly.
>So she walks around for a bit, trying to get used to the stale air you suppose.
>Finally, Mayor Shimmer takes a seat.
"You wanted to talk."
>"Yes. About us."
"About us?"
>"Well, about what we can do for each other."
"Do tell. What can we do for each other, Mayor Shimmer?" you ask abruptly.
>She fidgets in her seat.
>You're being a little icy, sure, but this girl hasn't seen you in years.
>Too busy climbing the ladder.
>You know, between all her speeches and parties back in high school, you figured she would be the kind of gal that'd stick it through with you for life.
>Instead, she loses your number and slinks off to who knows where, doing who knows what.
>"Well, you know how I work."
"Boy, do I."
>"I'm efficient. I know how to talk."
"And I'm Twilight Sparkle. What's your point?"
>"Well, I'm sure you know the responsibilities that come with being mayor."
"Far from it. I just run a taxi chain."
>"Oh, Twilight. Don't sell yourself short. You're very smart for someone in your position."
"In my position?"
>"I mean, well--"
"Enlighten me. What is my position, as you put it?"
>"Come on. You graduated top of your class, had all the scholarships you could want, and yet you still ended up here. Your position, as I put it, is not a good one."
"And you plan to remedy that?"
>"Like I said. You know how I work. I know how you work. We've made a good team in the past, Twilight. As for teams, I've found myself with a few new teammates myself. We sometimes need things moved. Discretely, of course."
"Goodness, what could the mayor need to do in discretion? Wasn't your whole platform based on honesty and integrity?"

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>>27270128
I like where this is going
Please, go on

>>27270128
>"And you," she says, gritting her teeth, "Have the know-how and the means of how to do just that."
"So you want me to move your dirty drawers around town, under the radar and all that?"
>"For compensation, of course. I come to you proposing a deal, not asking for a favor."
>You had to laugh.
>What?
>It was funny, ok?
>Sure it wasn't very professional of you to bust a gut in the middle of a meeting, but she's just such a riot.
>A deal? A favor?
>The only deal making there was that day was you dealing out some punishment to her.
>The broad expects to just walk back into your life, smiling and paling around like nothing happened?
>Like she hadn't tossed you off like some used rubber?
>No, that doesn't fly.
>Twilight doesn't do well with disrespect.
>You opened your desk drawer and pulled out a small folder.
"You know what I have right here?"
>"No."
"Memories from high school."
>She smiles.
>"I'm glad you remember it as fondly as I do."
"Yeah, I really miss those days."
>You passed the folder to her.
"Here, take a look."
>She opened it up.
>Her eyes widened.
>"I thought we all agreed no photographs."
"Well, I technically never agreed to anything. You just assumed I did, like you assumed I would roll over and let you use my taxis for your dirty dealings."
>"Twilight, do you know what these photos could do to me?"
"I have a good idea. Can you picture the headlines?" You framed her between your index fingers and thumbs. "Mayor Shimmer, Witch Among Us."
>She slammed the folder down, knocking over the neat little desk lamp you found at a yard sale down on 5th.
>"Forget it. I don't need you! There are a million other slime balls I could snatch up! I just thought maybe you'd like to reconnect with an old friend."
"I have a friend. Her name is Rainbow Dash. Maybe you know her?"
>"Fuck you. I'm leaving, and I'm taking these with me."
>She turned to leave, her fiery hair waving around in the same frenzied manner she was.
"Go ahead. I have more."

>>27270206
I sure love me some machiavellian characters.

>>27270206
>Whoop. That got her.
"Come on. Big shot politician and you still don't know to keep copies of everything?"
>She turned, slowly, calmly, a polar opposite of just a few seconds ago.
>"Twilight. Friend of mine. Ole' buddy ole' pal."
>The biggest smile stretched across her face.
>It was so fake it turned her face right to plastic.
>"I didn't mean what I said earlier. You know I value your friendship."
"Is that what this is called? This between us? Because I call this empty air."
>"We've been through a lot together."
"You're right. We were. I haven't seen you outside the papers in three years though."
>"Communication is a two way street, you know. You could have called."
"I did."
>"Not often enough, apparently."
"Every day for a month. Twice on Sundays."
>"Do you know how hard it is getting a political career running? Especially when you're right out of high school."
"I can only imagine."
>"Are you really going to hold some little radio silence against me? Come on, I'm trying to reconnect with you here."
"Oh? Because it looks to me like you're just squeezing me because I have something you want."
>"Your friendship!"
"All out of that. Sorry."
>She growled.
>Can you believe that?
>The girl actually growled at you, like some sort of animal in the zoo.
>What a putz.
>So she holds the folder up to your face and rips it right in half.
>A few of the pictures, the ones she happened to miss in the tearing, fell out onto your desk.
>"Don't play with me, Twilight. I can crush you and your stupid little taxi business. I just have to say the word and I can get this whole rotten place condemned!"
"You can buy all the politicians and businesses you want, Sunset, but you can't buy the public. What will the public think when they see their grand old mayor practicing magic? Think they might connect the dots?"
>You stood up slowly, careful not to knock your chair over and ruin the moment.
>Her eyes locked with yours as you moved around the desk, coming face to face with her.

>>27270301
"2010. A girl named Sunset Shimmer appears out of thin air and enrolls in high school. 2012. Half the school is ripped followed by a huge rainbow in the sky. One week later, three giant horses appear in the sky, followed by another rainbow explosion. One year later. Half of Canterlot falls apart in a series of mysterious earthquakes that all seem to center from Canterlot High. Two months later. One month later. Three months later. One year later. Right up to graduation, when that mysterious, out-of-thin-air girl, takes to the political scene. Suddenly everything stops. It seems a little convenient, don't you think?"
>"That's all heresay."
"And with pictures? It becomes enough for the public to put a few nasty labels on you. You know what they used to do to witches?"
>Sunset bumped into the wall of your tiny, brown office.
>You'd been stepping closer to her through that all, and she matched your step back each time.
"But I'm a nice girl, and I don't really like public burnings. I'll let you slide."
>"Tw-twilight?"
"But you work for me from now on, got it?"
>She was speechless.
>You had to emphasize the point with a little slap on the cheek.
"I asked you a question."
>"Yes. I understand."
"Good girl."
>You walked off and sat back down at your desk. She merely slid down the wall and sat on the floor.
"Staying? Then make yourself useful. My feet could use a little massage. Be a dear."
>So she crawled over and, with the most delicious look of shame and sadness you'd ever seen a person wear, removed your shoe and got to work.

That's all. Tell me if you guys want more and I'll see about tomorrow.

>>27270365
I approve of this... MobLight?

It's an interesting premise, I'd be happy to see more!

Here, have this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPmTp9up26w

>>27270365
Moblight is a interesting take
I would like to see more

>>27270365
I would love to see more of this, writefriend, you catched my attention

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>>27264577
It got a little rusty

>>27263847
>”I really don’t know if that’s such a good idea Dude.”
>You step away from Treehugger and head toward her front door
>”Shining wait up!”
>Moondancer hops up from the table and blocks your way
>”You’re really going to go in there alone?! What if there are more of those THINGS out there!?”
>After exhaling a sigh, you give Moony as confident a smile as you can muster
>You reach for the amulet around your neck and fish it out of your shirt
“If there were, the Morning Star would have detected them. As it reads right now, this whole building should be clean.”
>”r-Really?”
“Well, yeah.”
>The building should be clean
>That being said though, it didn’t really detect that first Changeling until it revealed itself, and the second Changeling wasn’t detected until it was almost too late
>It seems likely that these monsters are a bit harder for the Morning Star to trace, for whatever reason
“I’m just going to give my place a once-over. I’ll be right back in about five minutes tops. OK?”
>”o-Ok… I think this is a bad idea too. Just be quick OK!?”
>Moondancer frowns and turns her gaze toward the ground with a huff
>Seeing her react like this is more than enough to wipe your own smile away
>She really does look a lot like Twiley, doesn’t she?
“I’ll be back before you know it.”
>Moondancer’s eyes widen as you pat her shoulder
“Save me a cup of tea.”
>”y-Yeah, sure.”
>Turning away from her, you walk out of the kitchen and down the hallway
>As you approach the front door, you reach for the shotgun lying in the umbrella rack
>”Hey Dude.”
“Shit.”
>You look over your shoulder at Treehugger as you pull the sawed-off out of the rack
>”Remember man, five minutes.”
>She… doesn’t really so much as bat an eyelash at your gun
“Gotcha…”

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>>27270749
>You can feel Treehugger’s eyes stick on you, likely giving you that same strange faraway look, as you walk down the hallway to your own room
>Gripping the radar hanging from your neck in one hand, you raise your sawed-off with the other and lightly push the ajar door open
>You cautiously take a few steps inside and lay eyes upon your home
>Everything looks pretty much how you remember leaving it
>Then you feel a cold breeze wash over you, causing your eyes to dart to your window
>It’s been smashed open, with a myriad of broken glass shards lying on your carpet beside it
“Hmph.”
>You walk over, crunching glass beneath your boots as you stand before the gaping hole
>It’s quite a view from up here, with the lights of skyscrapers downtown shining bright in the distance
“Guess I should have put bars on these windows after all.”
>After sticking your head out and making sure no one was hanging on the walls outside, you turn toward your living room and scan it over
>Nothing
>You then step over into the adjacent kitchen and readily see that all is well
>Everything pretty much how you left it
>Nothing appears stolen or vandalized, and the intruder or intruders clearly came in through your fifth story window
>You’re convinced the Changelings are behind this, but for what purpose?
>You sigh before walking down your dark hallway to your room
>At this point, you’re becoming much more nervous that you’ve found nothing at all
>Then you open the door to your room
“Aw CHRIST!”
>At the center of your bedroom lies a large Pentagram written in white chalk
“No.”
>Various burnt out candles lining around it
“NO.”
>Also, there appears to be a Ouija Board lying on your dresser next to a human skull
“WHAT HAVE YOU FREAKS BEEN DOING IN MY HOUSE!?”
>The Morning Star begins to vibrate

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>>27270927
>Your jerk your shotgun up and pull the amulet out of your shirt to scan the room
>Straining your ears, you swear you begin to hear what sounds like skittering
>You gaze up at the rafters of your ceiling, indadvertedly causing your radar to shake even more
>It’s a good thing only the roof is above you
>Raising your shotgun up, you slowly steady your hand as you identify the source of the noise
>The skittering suddenly stops
“…”
>You squeeze the trigger
>A booming blast blows through your ceiling, accompanied by a sharp screech
>Suddenly a black insect-like creature crashes onto your floor along with plenty of fiberglass and dust
“Found you.”
>The creature’s green blood stains your floor as it slowly crawls away
>You can’t help but recoil a little at the sight of it’s broken body sliding across the floor
>For a moment, you consider firing off another shot and putting it out of its misery
>Before you can even line up your shot, it tosses itself on it’s back and collapses
>Dead
“… Huh.”
>The Morning Star doesn’t detect anything else right now
“Was that the last one?”
>That was incredibly easy
“Heh, I guess I will be back in time for tea.”
>Tapping the smoking shotgun up on your shoulder, you turn away for the front door
>Only to come to an immediate stop
>It was dying, and it chose to crawl over away from you
>When it finally stopped, it was lying pretty much in the center of the room
>Right on top of the Pentagram
“Aw Hell.”

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>>27271124
>You twist back and gawk as the pentagram on your floor begins to light up
>Your entire room becomes encased in an eerie green glow as lights all over your apartment flicker
>The Changeling is standing back up
“Oh fuck no!”
>You take aim and blast it
>It’s body jerks back, spraying the ground beside it with green blood
>Staring at you with it’s wide green eyes, you watch as it’s face twists into a snarl
>It looks like shooting it has only pissed it off more
>”SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
>It’s body begins to grow taller as it’s exo-skeleton twists to accompany it’s expanding body
>Then, as the lights flicker more rapidly, a bright flash of light blinds you as an otherworld green orb appears above the Changeling
>Taking a step back, you open up your gun and tear the spent shells out
“That’s new!"
>As soon as you’ve reloaded it, you manage to wrench your eyes back open
>You’re greeted by the sight of a towering Changeling with black chitlin skin that almost resembles a suit of armor
>It’s green eyes narrow as your own eyes widen
>”DIE!”
>He grabs you by the throat and lifts you off your feet
>Before you can register what is going on, the wind get’s knocked out of you as it slams you through your wall
>Smashing wood and plaster about, you then find yourself being thrown through the air as it tosses you like a rag doll down your hallway
>You land on your back in the middle of your living room as you desperately try to shrug off the dizziness
“h-Holy s—*hack!*”
>Shoving yourself up to one knee, you glare back down the hallway as a fierce wind billows back from your room
>The monster stares you down while standing outside your flashing room
>To your horror, several more Changelings join it’s side

>>27271386
Well, fuck.

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>>27271386
>Fighting through the pain, you grit your teeth as you glare down the shaking hallway at the growing swarm
“Alright, FINE! You want a fight!?”
>You aim your shotgun down the hall as you beckon them
“COME GET SOME!”
>A chorus of screeches shouts after you as the Changelings charge down your hallway
>Taking aim, you open fire
*BOOM!*
>One Changeling’s head explodes, sending chunks of black chitlin and green blood spraying all over
>The one charging behind it then takes to the air and zooms toward you
>It nearly reaches you with its sickly claws when you raise your shotgun once more
*BOOM!*
>You duck your head to the side as it swirls past you and smacks against the wall, falling to the ground in a bloody heap
>There’s no time to reload when the next one flies up as well
>You gaze into it’s sharp maw as it closes in
>”SCR—!”
“HRAARGH!”
>Slamming the butt of your shotgun up, you hear it’s exterior crack as you bash it’s head in
>The Changeling falls limp to the ground, and with a mindless ferocity it’s buddy flies up over it
>Searing pain shoots through your arm as it sinks its fangs into your forearm
“AAAAAHHH!!!"
>Then suddenly, your vision goes red
>You drop the shotgun and grab the Changeling by it’s throat, gripping him as tightly as possible
>It releases it’s hold on you as you hold it’s frenzied body up high
>Charging across your living room, you quickly close the distance to your TV set as it erratically switches channels
“EAT THIS!”
>The man on the TV laughingly exclaims how he’d buy that for a dollar just before you throttle the Changeling through the screen
“ARGH!”
>Twisting around in a huff, you once again come face to face with the massive Changeling as it strides into your living room

>>27271581
Shining a big brother

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>>27271581
>Without missing a beat, you eagerly pounce on your new foe
>Catching it off guard, you slam it as hard as you can in the gut
>It staggers back as you dent it’s sternum with a punch
>Your hand feels like it just hit concrete
>”MY NAME IS LEGION!”
>You gasp in pain as it rakes its claws over your chest, send you sprawling to the ground
>Stopping your fall with one knee, you attempt to force yourself back up only for it to grapple you
>Its claws dig into your shoulders as it pins you in place
>”FOR WE ARE MANY!”
>As it’s claws sink into you, jolting your body more and more with incredible pain, you feel your fear and anger begin to boil over
>You’re not about to let what was supposed to be your night off end like this
>A low growl comes out of you as you glare up into it’s glowing green eyes
>”AND YOU ARE ONLY ONE!”
“I’m going to tear you to PIECES!”
>You slowly start to rise up
>That’s when you hear it
>A little voice crying out in the back of your head
“Gotta get a Grip!”
“GOTTA GET A GRIP!”
>Your body shakes as you struggle against Legion
>Shutting your eyes, you slowly begin to realize that you might die here
>Unless you lose it
“I. CAN’T. —“
>”ARRRRRRRRGH!!!!”
>You glance up as Legion’s grip slackens
>Your foe’s eyes glow more brightly as it’s back arches straighter
>Standing behind it, stands a familiar looking tanned skin woman with long red dreadlocks draping her head
>She stands behind Legion as she flexes her arms and forces a machete through it’s back
“It’s been WAY more than five minutes!”

>>27271591
4 Twiley

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>>27271806
Oops, that last line should be Treehugger's

Small mistake there!

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>>27271806
>Staring up in shock at Treehugger’s sudden arrival, you can only gawk at first as she digs her blade deeper into Legion’s back
>Then, as you feel his grip on you weaken even further, you rise up to your feet
>Shoving your weight into him, you force him back as the machete pierces completely through his chest
>”WRRRRRYYY!!!”
>Taking hold of him by his sides, you toss Legion into the wall against the service flag you had hung as he slumps to the ground
>“Yo Dude, catch!”
>Glancing back at Treehugger, you raise up a hand and catch the sawed-off shotgun
“Thanks."
>Tearing it open once more, you throw the empty shells aside as Legion writhes in agony on the ground
“My name is Shining Armor, and this is Treehugger.”
>You shove two new shells in while Legion bares his fangs at you both
“There’s only two of us.”
>It’s growling ceases as you lower the shotgun to its face
“And you’re all fucked.”
*BOOM!*
>What’s left of Legion falls still as you step back by Treehugger’s side
>”Groovy.”
>A small cooing noise draws your attention back to the hallway
>About a dozen or so Changelings look to be packed together, all of them staring back at the two of you
>It’s hard to tell with their bestial insect-like faces, but something in their eyes tells you…
“They’re afraid.”
>Treehugger scoops down and wrenches her machete free
>”You’re lucky this kind of stuff doesn’t phase me anymore Dude. Otherwise I might be afraid too.”
>The two of you lock eyes together
>She still has that same lazy look to her gaze, but you swear you also see something a little more fiery in those eyes now
“Let’s go.”
>The two of you charge the remaining Changelings as your gun blazes and bashes while her machete slices and slashes
>They never stood a chance

>>27272023
>see size of big brother shining armor
I need a lot to read

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>>27272023
>About an hour later finds you lying in the passenger seat of Treehugger’s van, surprisingly sore even with the power of Energy X keeping you going
>Moondancer sits by your side, just barely awake, as Treehugger drives the three of you along
>”Hey Shining?”
>You shift slightly in your seat toward Moony as she leans up
>”It was nice seeing you again.”
“… it was nice seeing you too.”
>The van falls quiet once again for a few more moments as you struggle to come up with something to break this awkward silence
“So uhh, were you going to pay Twi a visit some time?”
>”Hm?”
>She looks like she’s ready to pass out here and now
“Things have been kind of rough on her lately, and I know she’d love to see you again.”
>”Oh yeah. That would be the best… maybe she can tell me more about this Energy X crap too. I really think I’d like a little myself.”
>You glance up at Treehugger, who shakes her head a bit before pulling over on the street
>”Like, this is the place right?”
>Moondancer perks her head up and slides over you to the door
>”See you around…”
“You take care.”
>She gives you one last quick hug before dropping out and walking into her house
>You're immensely grateful that she made it out of this in one piece
>Moondancer’s a tough little girl
>”Crazy night, huh man?”
>Treehugger’s talking to you with something of a livelier tone now
>As if she had finally started to wake up
>Or sober up…
“Yeah, you could say that.”
>You sigh as you lean your face against the window
“Thanks again for the backup.”
>”Don’t sweat it. I totally had this feeling you were going to have trouble, and when I started feeling all those nasty Auras next door I knew I had to help out.”
>Your eyes drift down to her legs, where a pouch holding a machete sits
“You were pretty amazing.”
>”Thanks, you were pretty… spooky.”
>You sigh
>”Nah, I mean like in a totally Radical way! I was wrong about you..."

Important poll for science!

http://www.strawpoll.me/10132814

>>27272319
its rigged sunset would win instantly

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>>27272301
>Treehugger glances over at you with that hazy smile of hers
>“When I first saw you tonight, I really didn’t know what to think. You looked really messed up, but I knew you were still the Dude from before.”
>You frown at her as you fold your arms over your chest
“Why do you keep calling me that?”
>She chuckles a little, perhaps amused by your display
>”You just got this thing about you man. Like, you’re ‘the guy’, you know?”
“I…. guess?”
>You can’t really follow a lot of what Treehugger says, but she does seem kind of wise in a way
>With all this talk of auras and spirits, maybe she'd know how you could get a better grip on these powers?
“I think if you didn’t help me when you did, things could have gone a lot worse. I’m kind of worried that one of these days I’m going to get too riled up and hurt myself, or someone I really care about.”
>Treehugger’s smile fades as she stares at you more closely with another faraway look
>”Yeah, I get what you’re saying.”
“Well, do you think there’s something I could do to help make sure I stay in control?”
>”If I were you, I’d just get rid of powers altogether.”
>You shake your head
“There’s too much shit always going down in my life now. I need to be like this to survive.”
>Treehugger leans back into her seat further as she ponders over your state
>”Well, in that case, I’d suggest at least taking it easier for a while. Make sure you’re chill, so that when you gotta use your powers again you’ll have a clear mind and a tranquil spirit. You have to find a balance my Dude.”
“How do I do that?”
>”Heh, by relaxing.”
>You scratch the back of your head as you stare out the car window
“That’s what I was trying to do all night…”
>After everything you went through, you don’t know how you could just sit back and relax now
>”Maybe I can help."

>>27272166
Take your time man. Hope you enjoy!

>>27272513
>this here is a special brand of weed i've acquired from my dealer
>it's called... "sonic bliss"

>page 8
come on guys

>>27273715
>posting page number
>complaining about page 8
>even though we cant post 24/7
I would if I could
posting "come on guys" only makes us look bad

>>27266014
It's pretty comfy senpai
I like

>>27272550
I am the guy from the other day, I still haven't started but I will on the weekend, lab work has kept me busy.

>>27273865
>lab work
My fellow scientist

>OP didnt come back
I guess sperglight is dead

Is Jeffo finally back

>>27274149
He might be going full Shinji Ikari again.

>>27274403
>destorying all life because nobodywas nice to him

>>27274149
It's dead. He's moved on from the thread.

>>27274379
Lurking, but I've got like, at most, a half hour of free time a day right now. I'll be writing a whole bunch as soon as the workload lets up, for now I literally don't have time. Super sorry.

>>27270055
>>27269961
Journeys should always have a core rattling effect on the hero. If nothing changes, if hubris is not rewarded with loss, the journey was pointless. Trixie died a hero’s death like Kitan.

>>27274651
>Super sorry.
Dont be sorry I just feel bad for you because you cant write

>>27274651
Don't be sorry senpai.
Also
>Moved on from the thread
He will surely be back in some weeks. Fucking Shinji.

>>27275242
Shinji will pilot the eva

>>27261769
Why is Sonata using SciTwi's pendant?

>>27275593
She thought it looked pretty when she found it on the street

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>>27274675
Except sad end is non-canon

Honestly the deaths of all those scitwi and Anon would actually have had a similar effect if the story hadn't ended with the "Yay Trixie is actually alive and I'm fucking stupid". She's still in shock but later in both ends she has to deal with that weight.

>>27275724
But it would’ve been hype! Trixie could’ve had monuments built in memory of her sacrifice! She’d be an interdimnesional hero and Twi could’ve had her ‘Grit Your Teeth’ arch! MUPPET remnants and ISIS could’ve started contracting Changeling Mercs to start harassing T-888 and co. with Trixie Dopplegangers a la Crimson Hawk Moth!

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>>27275776
Yeah but that wasn't the kind of story M.U.P.P.E.T. was. It was a sci-fi slice of life about three friendless dorks, a friendly jock, and near the end a sexy immigrant. That's why it originally stopped at Twi getting the suit, because she became a god at that point and knew nothing would stop her if she snapped.

On a second note, yeah she was SUPPOSED to be the Kitan of the fight I'm glad you picked up on that. In the non-canon Trixie death universe they do make her a legendary hero, and she does get some cool statues despite having a meaningless death. There is no universe where people fuck with anyone from T-888 again though, because word spreads fast when a single girl turns a planet into less than dust just to kill ONE SPECIFIC person who pissed her off.

In the canon universe she never goes back into battle intentionally, she just lives the adventures life and is content working on stuff from time to time like a normal twilight. Eventually when Spike gets too old and dies she turns him into mag food and that's when Phantasy Star Twilight happens which is canon but in the same way the LoZ timeline spilts are all canon. In the other timeline she feeds it to her own mag and continues on like normal.

Can you tell I've thought about this before? :^)

>>27275967
B-but muh Trixie Hawk Moth...

>>27275967
Your most recent strawpoll tells me you are going to write sonething dope.

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>mfw want to write
>mfw I never have time or energy

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>>27276086
wasn't my poll, just a skype meme we were doing.

>>27276143
That trixie a cute

>>27276143
But you are going to write something dope?

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>>27276261
More Trainerlight is dope right? Not today but I did promise to finish Trainerlight

>>27276289
I haven't read it yet, but I could give it a try.

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>>27275694
I actually found why. Its by the same guy with that Sonata one. Sorta like a sequel or a set

>>27276358
I know the Kul comes here sometimes so why not just ask them

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>>27276409
Better go to Fingerbang then. That Zombie Story is apparently his request so thats why he keep making artsy pictures about it

>>27276456
I didnt ask the question
Also stepping in fingerbang is heresy

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>>27276577
HERESY?!?! WHERE?!

>>27276746
Fingerbang
It used to be a great place but now it is only a empty shell of death

How many of you are actually lesbians

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>>27277209
I like women.

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>>27277209
About as much as any other hetero man...

>>27277209
2D lesbians? I could take it or leave it It really depends on the characters. 3D lesbians? Fuck no. Burn that shit m8.

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I hope everyone enjoyed the party and the after party! We had a lot of green over the past few days, which makes me positively ecstatic c:
Sorry I didn't post my one shot... Life happened. But I have an update for Friendship Was Unexpected! It'll be here Friday or Saturday! See you there!

You might have missed last update in all the confusion, so here's the bin c:
http://pastebin.com/rtxmZtha

>>27270365
>And just like that, Sunset Shimmer became your very own pin in Canterlot's political scene.
>She was your in-girl.
>Your ear in every deal across the city.
>Your eyes on all the crime they let go on.
>But it wasn't then that the city really became yours.
>You'd been biding your time.
>It's like Sunny said. With your know-how, you could have expanded like a tumor.
>Nobody likes a tumor though.
>During the day, Twilight's Taxi and its fleet of six cars transported the good people of Canterlot from end to end.
>During the night, it took on a new name: The Statue.
>The Statue--so named as a callback to the portal you and Sunset would always mess with back in high school, sort of to remind her of why she worked for you--was a cancerous delivery service that swallowed up all the other competition in town, eventually only leaving yourself and a few other small competitors to throw some snoopers off your trail.
>It was also the name that showed up whenever Sunset needed something transported.
>By Sunset, you mean you.
>She made the deals, but only the ones you told her to, and never in her own self interest.
>Everything went to a Mr. Somber, some rich jerk off in Crystal Meadows.
>Mr. Somber was as fictitious as The Statue.
>His accounts bounced around the globe enough times to throw a digital bloodhound for a loop, but it all lead back to you.
>By 2022, he was worth as much as Bill Gates' cuff links.
>The money he donated to charity was noteworthy.
>His hands held stakes in every major crime organization in Canterlot.
>Some of the bigger families didn't like this.
>Sunset, the good dog that she is, always kept you up to date whenever a new contract was put out on him.
>You smiled and brushed it off every time.
>Yeah, like some two-bit gun off Ponyville Ave is going to track down your ghost.
>You're way too smart for that.
>It was the following year that you let everything go.
>You held your first ball.

>>27278669
>"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Sunset asked, holding onto the sleeve of your dress.
>You gave her a nice pat on the head to assure her.
"Don't worry. The only surprises tonight are going to be my own. I've thought of everything."
>"I just mean--"
"Sunset, be a good girl and go get some punch. Mix and mingle a little. It is a ball, after all."
>So she fucked off to the other end of the room and left you to get to know the other guests a little better.
>First guy in your sights must have been in his early forties.
>Big guy. He must have had a good two feet on you.
>Approaching him, you began to feel uneasy.
>It wasn't that he scared you. What put you off was his fashion choice.
>You knew he was...eccentric, but you didn't expect that.
>The guy actually showed up to a ball hosting Canterlot's dignitaries in some patchwork suit of green, brown, yellow, and other colors reminiscent of the less flavorful bodily fluids.
>Suddenly, he turned around and threw his cup at you.
>A, and you'll admit it, girlish squeal escaped your lips.
>You were in one hell of a dress that night. A five hundred dollar midnight purple gown with gloves that went up to your shoulders.
>Man, and this guy tries to spill his shit on you.
>Before you know it, he's laughing at the top of his lungs.
>You looked down, expecting to see some horrible mess all over your dress, but instead, it's just one big brown lump sitting in a pile of broken glass.
>"Oh, the look on your face was priceless. Priceless!"
>Yeah, just you wait, buster.
>He holds his calloused hand out to you.
>The nails were so long you could call them talons and not be too far off.
>"The name's Discord. And who are you?"
"Happy that wasn't real milk," you said as you took his hand.
>"Oh don't worry. It's just a neat gag. Want to see how it works? So what you do is you take an ordinary glass, and you heat it to about--"
"So tell me, Discord. Why are you here?"

>>27278780
>"Why am I here? Why, the same as everyone else, I suppose. I'd like to get a look at our mysterious Mr. Somber."
>You could feel his beady, yellow eyes scan your body.
>He was looking over you, into you, through you, examining your very essence.
>"He's a bit shorter than I thought he'd be."
"You've seen him, then?"
>The giant man laughed and let go of your hand.
>"No, of course not. Everybody is shorter than me, I guess. You get into the habit of wanting them to be taller."
>What a freak.
>Nice guy, though. As far as Sunset said, he's the only guy who hadn't put a hit out on Somber.
>"So when do you think he'll show up?"
"Pretty soon, I'd say."
>"Oh, I'm getting giddy just thinking about it."
"Do you have a crush on him or something?"
>"Let me ask you something. You have a cup filled with water and oil. There's a lot of water in this cup, but even it struggles to support the layer of filth on top of it. What happens when you drop a stone into the cup?"
"I feel like you're going to tell me."
>He smiles crookedly, one jagged tooth shooting out of his mouth.
>"I think Mr. Somber is going to shake up our happy little cup. I think it's going to be beautiful."

>>27278837
That'll do it for now. Hope everyone is still enjoying it.

>>27278844
I always love to see different takes on Discord.

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I forgot to tell everyone
I found a RARE PUFF while randomly googling yesterday
>picrelated

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>>27272938
That almost sounds like an ice cream flavor to me

>>27272513
>Treehugger’s van finally pulls to a stop out in the country, where the two of you have left the lights of the city far behind
>You crawl out of your seat and follow her into the back
>It’s a lot comfier than it looked at first, with various rugs and blankets and pillows lying about
>She reaches inside one such pillowcase and brandishes her little gift to you
>“Here Dude, I rolled it up myself.”
>Treehugger drops a joint into your hand
>You scowl down at it as you take a seat on one of her pillows
“Weed isn’t really my thing…”
>”Have you ever like, tried it?”
“Just once or twice, back when I was in the army. Didn’t really have much of an effect on me.”
>She chuckles at you
>”This ought to have an effect. Trust me.”
>You continue to glumly eye the blunt as you hold it in your palm
>”I bet you’ll like it a lot better than all those cigarettes you smoke.”
“Hey I don’t smoke cigarettes… that often.”
>She chuckles as she leans back against the wall
>”No offense Dude, but you stink up the whole hallway with that stuff.”
“Excuse me?!”
>Treehugger’s smile gains a sly hint to itself as you gawk at her
>”Hey man, don’t get started like that. We’re here to chill out remember?”
“HA! Yeah right…”
>You tear a lighter out of your pocket and bring it up to your joint
>”Hang on a sec.”
>She fishes through her pocket as well and takes out a pack of matches
>”I get the vibe that you’d take the hit better if I lit you up with a match.”
>You’re not sure at all what difference that makes, but she’s apparently the guru on this kind of crap
“Alright, light me up.”
>Popping the blunt into your mouth, you lean forward as Treehugger strikes a match on the floor and get’s you started
>”Breathe in Dude.”