Alone in Equestria/CHS

We still need the Pbins of the new writefags.

Kill youreselves.

>>27757218
You first.

SCIANON DID NOTHING WRONG

>>27757602
True, but he didn't leave a reason why he left.

How many of the writers are alive?

>>27758245
Axii Anon is alive and kicking, we got two new writefags last thread, don't know if they are coming back. Everyone else is dead or MIA. It kinda sucks if it weren't for regular updates by Axii and the two new guys.

>>27757218
Ce-ar fi să-mi sugi tu mie pula?

>>27757602
True

bump need green

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>>27757602
>tfw when we'll never know if anon and sunset get to fug at the end or if anon casts the whole world into the void

>>27757602
if anyone cares I have an idea of how it could end:
anon gets the magic, tries to destroy things, gets stopped by the power of friendship, sunset tries to do the same thing twilight did with her but anon shots or stabs her instead of forgiving her

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>>27757602
I NEED REVENGE ON STAIRS

>>27757602
He will never be back. Ever.

Just to get the ball rolling I'll repost the last update.
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>"Anon why so grim? Your ice cream is melting." Sunset asks taking a lick of her own cone.
"Just something about Chrysalis that has me on edge."
>"She said she would leave Twilight's brother alone didn't she?"
>You watch as a glob of vanilla slides down the side of your hand and onto the table.
>Grabbing a napkin, you wipe it and your hand up before they become sticky.
"That's the thing. Something in my gut tells me that it shouldn't have been that easy."
>Looking over at the cash register, both Cadance and Twilight look like they're both having a fun time just chatting with one another.
>To be honest, you haven't seen Twilight that happy before.
>That Cadance woman must mean a lot to her.
>"Well what makes you so sure?"
"This succubus was willing enough to attack and rape me in order to get what she wanted. I don't think she's the type to just let something go because I asked."
>"What do you plan on doing then?"
>You recall how visibly angry Chrysalis became when Cadance came out of the Police Department's Interrogation room. The way she almost lost her cool.
"I'm going to have to keep an eye on Miss Cadance tonight."
>"Do you want company?"
"It wouldn't hurt. Stakeouts usually get incredibly boring though."
>"We should ask Twilight where Cadance lives, both her and I can set up someplace nearby while you tail her."
>The thought of potential risk occurs to you. If Chrysalis does try something it's most likely something you'd rather not have Sunset or Twilight present for.
>Succubus are cunning creatures after all.
"Alright, but if fighting happens you two need to stay back and keep hidden. I don't want either of you getting hurt."
>Nodding her head in agreement, Twilight walks up to you.
>"So you guys ready? Er... why the serious faces?" she asks.

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>>27760597
>"Are you kidding me?! You want to have a stakeout on my old Dean?"
"Twilight I don't usually get feelings like this in my gut often. And when I do, I find it best if I listen."
>"You know where the Dean lives right?" Sunset asks placing a hand on Twilight's shoulder.
>"Yes... but are you sure she's going to be in danger?"
"Positive."
>"O-okay... I have some surveillance gear I have back at my house... I guess I could get it and meet you at Cadance's apartment."
>You're not even going to bother asking why Twilight has surveillance equipment.
"You and Sunset go do that, I'll follow the Dean."
>"Anon, here take this." Sunset says handing you her phone. "I know you don't have one but you can borrow it in the meantime. Here's the swipe key to open it."
>Sunset turns on the phone with a button on the side and uses her finger to draw a pattern on nine circles.
>Memorizing the pattern yourself, you take the phone and put it into your pocket.
>Twilight gives you Dean Cadance's address on a napkin as Cadance gets her ice cream.
>Pulling out her own phone, Twilight opens the app with a map of the area and plugs in the address she wrote down.
>The Dean lives relatively close by, enough that you could walk to her place.
>"Are you all ready to go?" she asks.
>"Uh, yes. We are Cadance." Twilight answers.
>"Is something wrong?"
>"No just... Twilight and I forgot something at her house."
>"Oh, I see. Well I'll call a cab for you then."
>Turning and pulling out her phone the Dean pulls up her contact list.
>"If anything goes wrong, just call Twilight's number and we'll try to get there as fast as we can."
>Yes, because two teenagers will be able to do so much against a raging succubus.
>But its the thought that counts you figure.

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>>27760604
>Both Twilight and Sunset get into the taxi cab that Dean Cadance called for.
>You give a small wave goodbye as Cadance hands Twilight Shining Armor's credit card.
>"Give that back to your brother okay? Tell him he's not in the doghouse anymore." she says with a smile.
>"Okay Cadance." Twilight replies before shutting the door.
>As the taxi pulls out into traffic, Cadance looks at you with a curious glance.
>"Do you need a taxi too?"
>You shake your head.
"Figured it might be the gentlmanly thing to do and escort you home."
>"That's sweet of you. Luckily I don't live too far away just a short walk but considering your... handicap I think it would be best if I called you a cab home as well."
>Rolling your eyes you glance around for any onlookers.
>None? Good.
>You make the Axii sign and watch as it takes hold on the woman.
"Escorting you isn't too much of an issue, its getting late after all."
>"Er... yes... it is getting late I guess it couldn't hurt." she says in a slight trance.
>Leading the way, you follow behind Cadance and keep an eye out for any trouble.
>A short walk later and already you're at the apartment complex where she lives.
>Secured front gate with a guard, security cameras... it all seems very secure.
>As you both walk by the guard, he seems surprised to see Cadance.
>Exiting the booth, he cuts off your path to the door.
>"Um evening Miss Cadance?"
>"Is something a matter?"
>"Er... you don't happen to have a twin do you?" he says taking his cap off and scratching his head.
>"No... why?"
>"Cause you just came in bout twenty minutes ago and asked for help getting in your room. Said you lost your keys."
>...
>Yeah, that's not good.
>"But that's impossible, I've been out all day."
>"Well, something's fishy that's for sure." he says walking back to his seat.
>Opening the front door for you, both you and Cadance walk into the lobby and head into the elevator.

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>>27760616
>The man gives you a cold glare as you walk past him. Something doesn't feel right but you don't know what.
>Best to keep on guard.
>Entering the lift, Cadance presses the button for the third floor.
>It looks like your gut instinct was right, but what is Chrysalis planning to do?
>Looking over to the woman next to you, she has a worried and unsure expression on her face.
>With a ding, the elevator stops and opens, as Cadance quickly walks out and to her apartment door.
>Before she inserts her key into the lock, you grab her hand and shake your head.
>Your medallion doesn't seem to be reacting to anything inside.
"Stand over there."
>"But..."
"Shhh. Just do it."
>Walking over behind a doorway to an adjacent one, you knock on the door.
>A few moments go by before someone inside opens the door... someone who shouldn't be.
>"Can I help you?" Dean Cadance answers from other side of the door.
"Who the hell are you?"
>The fake Cadance's eyes go wide as she realizes you're on to her.
>"Aw fuck!"
>The doppelganger tries to slam the door in your face, but you stick your cane in the door frame.
>With one swift kick, you send the door inward sending the fake Cadance onto the floor.
>Taking out your blade, you hold the point to the individual's neck.
"I'll ask again, who the hell are you?"
>"Boss didn't mention no stinkin' bodyguard!" fake Cadance curses out.
>Her features shift until they begin morphing into a likeness of yourself with a cane sword in hand.
"A Doppler. Interesting. One of the few creatures to not trigger my medallion."
>The Doppler sneers, "Smarter than you look kid, but smarts ain't everything!"
>Lunging at you, you avoid a slash and back out the door.
>The fake you continues to attack you in the hall, making wide swings that you easily avoid and parry.
>He may look like you, but he sure as hell doesn't fight like you.

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>>27760627
>Suddenly you both hear Cadance gasp behind you.
>"Ah good, you're actually here." the Doppler says. "Guess I can keep my head after all!"
>Running past you he pulls his sword back to try and kill her.
>Thinking fast, you pull out a throwing knife from inside your jacket and nail the doppler in the leg sending him to the floor. The sword he held clattering to the floor.
>"AUGH YOU FUCKHEAD!" the creature yells out.
>Searching its own jacket, it pulls out an identical throwing knife and tries to toss it at you.
>Unfortunatly for him you easily deflect it and send it harmlessly into the wall behind him, just narrowly missing his head.
>"What the hell are you?!"
"A Witcher. And right now? A very pissed off one."
>Its eyes widen, "No one said anything bout a Witcher. They're supposed to be long gone!"
"Well today's full of surprises isn't it?"
>Towering over... yourself, you again point the tip of your sword at its neck.
"Who the hell sent you?"
>"I ain't no squealer."
"You're not going to be alive if you keep that up."
>Emphasizing your point, you dig the tip of the sword into his flesh.
>Cadance watches in horror and confusion as you interrogate "yourself".
>The other you is sweating profusley, enought that you can't help but find it a bit interesting to see yourself scared shitless like this.
>"Bah... Witchers, sword fights, I ain't getting p-paid enough for this. My b-b-boss sent me..."
"And that is...?"
>"Name's Chrysalis... said she wanted this lady "out of the way"..."
>"That lady that Shining Armor was with?" Cadance asks.
>"Yeah... boss said you were a becoming a thorn in her side..."
>Chrysalis has goons now? Dopplers at that?
>Strange. Not too long ago she was just prostituting herself off to whoever she could.
"Where the hell did Chrysalis get enough pull to put out a hit?"
>"She's h-h-hooked up with a bigger head honcho..."
>You notice the doppler slowly trying to reach for something behind him.

>>27760635
>Instead, with your free hand you grab the knife imbedded in the wall and stab him in the same arm causing him to drop a concealed pistol.
>"GAH! FUCK!"
"Who is it?"
>"I-I can't tell you or he'll kill me!"
"Trust me, he's not your problem right now. I am."
>Uncertainty crosses your Doppler's face as he has an internal debate on what to do.
>Ultimately it relents, "My boss's name is-"
>*BANG*
>Blood and gore splatters all over the wall and you as the Doppler's head explodes.
>Turning to your right, the security guard from earlier points a smoking revolver at you.
>Reflexively you toss the throwing knife in your hand, but with everything going on, it only makes a shallow cut across his arm and causes the gunman to pull the trigger.
>You move away from the body to avoid getting shot yourself only to realize the next shot isn't intended for you.
>Everything next processes almost in slow motion as the bullet from the revolver flies through the air and hits Cadance in the side.
>She cries out in pain and falls to the floor in a newly forming pool of her own blood.
>Clutching the wound, he morphs his appearance to look like someone else and sneers before running off down the stair well.
>Another fucking Doppler?
>You could give chase, but there wouldn't be anyone to help Cadance and she looks like she's bleeding out pretty fast...
>The one time you wish Twilight was here!
>Shit shit SHIT!
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>>27760650
Based.

>>27760650
>help Cadance
This Isn't fucking rocket science.

>>27760795
As fuck.

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I hate bumping without at least a pic
I need (You)s tbqh

>>27761897
How did i do?

>>27761897
FUCK YEAH, LETS DO THIS!

>>27762083
Holy shit I did great here. Got me a sniper rifle I can actually use, flint rod is moderately useful and I can burn A LOT of things, got the motherfucking Soldier as a bro to come with me, a compact car too go the distance, zombies only have good hearing, which could have been worse, and I am immune. All and all I got a solid 130, I win.

>>27761897
Lets see how i do

>>27757159

Why in gods name would you create and post that image, you double nigger?

R.I.P. mobile devices

>>27761897
Using suggested rolling method is not random enough, especially for a slow board such as em el pee.
Let's see.

Bike 10
Fast -60
Scavanger +20/30
Rotweller +15
X
X

>>27762635
= 30, probably dead
welp

>>27761897
rollin

>>27760650
update when?

page 9

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>>27760616
Gee, I wonder who could be behind this attack?

page 9

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>>27765379
>>27765891
IT WAS PAGE 9

AXII COME BACK!

>>27761897
Hope i get something sweet.

>>27767466
Oh well ... could be worse.

>>27761897
Roll

>>27767631
>>27767466
don't forget to post what ya got. that's proper etiquette.

>>27767663

>>27767631 >>27767491
>AR-15
>Camping Gear
>Hipster
>Oshkosh M-ATV
>Intelligent Zombies
>Eagle Eyes
>145 - 100 = 45
To be honest, I feel like my chances would go UP if I dropped the hipster and went solo.

>>27767741
But then where would you find good bait?
this is mine>>27762376

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>>27760650
>Kneeling by Cadance, you begin removing the clothing covering her wound.
>Shit...
>Need something to stop the blood.
>Ripping the hem of your shirt, you begin folding the cloth and proceed to put pressure to stop the bleeding.
>As you contemplate your next move, the sound of a door creaking alerts you to another presence.
>With one hand you grab your cane and prepare for the possibility of another attacker.
>A couple peek out of their room and see you over the prone woman.
>Their eyes go wide as they see you covered in blood looking at them.
"Don't just stand there like idiots call th-"
>They slam the door before you can finish, and you can hear the tumbler lock.
>Great...
>Wait. Sunset's phone!
>Digging through your pocket, you pull out the cellphone and turn on the device.
>Nine circles appear on the screen and you slide your thumb over the surface in the pattern Sunset showed you.
>Unlocking the phone, you hit the button that looks like a green phone and a number pad shows up.
>Dialing 9-1-1 you continue to put pressure on the gunshot wound and wait for the someone to pick up.
>*Click*
>"9-1-1, what is your emergency?"
"I'm at the Crystal Heights Apartment complex..."
>You give the dispatcher as much information as you possibly can until they tell you an ambulance is on the way.
>Cadance groans in pain as you do your best to keep her from bleeding out as the minutes pass.
"C'mon, I need you to stay awake."
>"I-it... hurts..." is all you can get her to say.
"Don't worry help is on the way."
>Soon enough you hear a ding from the elevators.
>Grabbing your sword again, two emergency medical technicians rush through the hall and spot you and Cadance.
>They freeze at the sight of a bloody headless corpse slumped next to the wall, but quickly refocus as one sets their bag down next to Cadance.

>>27768124
>One of the EMT's orders the other to fetch the stretcher from the truck as he removes the makeshift stopper you were using.
"..."
>"How long has she been like this?"
"Around eight minutes. She's lost a lot of blood even with my attempts to staunch it."
>"Damn, alright. We gotta work fast then."
>Focusing his attention back towards Cadance he begins doing what he can until his partner returns with a medical stretcher.
>You impatiently follow as the men load the injured woman up and into the elevator.
>As you four head down, you take note of the blood blending into the wood panel on the wall.
>The elevator doors open and the men quickly wheel the Dean out of the lobby and towards the ambulance parked out front.
>While the medtechs load Cadance into the back you notice a police cruiser nearby with two officers standing by the security booth.
>One is kneeling by the booth door while the other is using her radio with a hand on the gun at her hip.
>The ambulance doors slam shut as the sirens began blaring; the truck drives off as one of the officer's notices you standing there.
>"Hey! You."
>Fuck.
>The officer walks cautiously towards you prepared to draw her gun at a moment's notice.
>"Mind explaining why you're covered in blood?"
"Guy shot my... friend's teacher and I was trying to stop the bleeding until help came."
>The officer, Top judging from the nametag, eases a little.
>"You wouldn't happen to have a description of the shooter kid?"
"Not really."
>Using your cane, you tap your glasses to emphasize your point.
>"Crap, sorry kid. Didn't mean to offend."
>Considering the shooter is a Doppler, any description you give is probably a moot one.
>"We're gonna need to ask you a couple more questions, another cruiser will be here soon so just hold tight sir."

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>>27768133
>As Officer Top walks back to her partner, you head in the opposite direction and head back to the elevator.
>Inspecting the blood stain on the wall, you use your senses to see if you can at least detect where the assailant went.
>Thankfully, despite the commotion a faint trail of blood drops leads outside and towards the front gate.
>Being extra careful in not drawing attention from the police, you follow the blood trail down the sidewalk and into a busy intersection of pedestrians and cars.
>The sun is already making its way down and you're losing light quickly.
>After a few blocks, the blood begins to appear at less frequent intervals until they stop completely in front of a construction yard.
>Entering the yard, you look for any other possible clues to finding your target only to come up empty.
>There are a few boot prints in the gravel, but they could have been left here by the normal crews operating here.
>But it really matters little since a Doppler can change their clothes as well.
>Dammit.
>Letting out a frustrated sigh, you give the site a once over just to be sure before heading back to the apartment complex.

>As you sit on the curb outside the front lobby, a taxi pulls up.
>Both Sunset and Twilight Sparkle exit the vehicle and rush over to you.
>"Anon! What happened?" Sunset asks.
>"Where's Cadance?!" Twilight demands grabbing your blood soaked jacket.
"At the hospital. She got... hurt."
>Twilight let's go and begins to hyperventilate.
>"Cadance... got shot? She's not... she's not de-"
>You shake your head.
"I don't know, her pulse was weak when the EMTs loaded her into the ambulance and took her to the nearest hospital."
>"Did you at least get who hurt her?" she asks.
>Again, you shake your head.
"No, I got him in the arm but he got away."
>Suddenly Twilight growls, "Why not Anon! You're supposed to be a Witcher dammit!"
>"Twilight, it's not like Anon could hav-"

>>27768151
>"No! I refuse to believe some lowlife got the drop on you! You have heightened senses and a medallion that can detect magic!"
>The girl starts tearing up as she breaks down, collapsing onto her knees.
"I'm sorry Twilight. The assassins were Dopplers."
>"Dopplers?"
"Magical beings that can shapeshift to look like virtually any person. The transformations are so genuine that they won't even trigger my wolf medallion. They're supposed to be extremely rare and peaceful by nature but Chrysalis somehow managed to hook in two to commit murder for her."
>Twilight tenses up at the succubus's name.
>"Chrysalis did this?"
"One of the Doppler's admitted as much before his partner blew his head off."
>"..."
>"Twilight... what are you..."
>"Chrysalis needs to die." Twilight says coldly.
>As of right now, this is probably the first time you and Twilight wholeheartedly agree on something.
>While you find the girl's feelings understandable, the words visibly stun Sunset into silence.
>"Hey Twilight what are you doing here?" Officer Top asks, walking up to you three.
>"O-officer Top. The woman who was shot, she's my friend and Shining's fiance!"
>The Officer's eyes widen, "That was Cadance?!"
>Twilight nods, "I think that woman my brother brought in yesterday put out a hit on her!"
>"Kid that's a big accusation. You sure?"
>"I... I don't have any proof but..."
>The policewoman scratches the back of her head, "I know the situation is a little crazy right now Twilight, but I think you should go home."
>"Copper Top, you have to trust me. Please."
>The woman looks between you and Twilight before she relents, "Alright, I'll look into it. You got a ride home?"
>"We have a Taxi." Sunset answers, looking to where the taxi they got out of was.
>In the short time you were talking, it seems to have left.
"..."
>"Had a taxi..." Sunset corrects herself.
>"Do you know this guy?" Officer top says pointing to you.
>"Yes, he's our friend."

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>>27768166
>"Figured, well he has to come down to the station to answer some questions. If you two don't mind coming with I can arrange a ride home at the station."
>Both Sunset and Twilight nod their heads as two more police cruisers and another ambulance pulls up to the building.
>As your student tries to calm down her friend, you feel uneasy.
>Even with Twilight's accusation, the police aren't going to be able to do a damn thing.
>There's virtually no connection between Chrysalis and Cadance that would provide a solid motive for them to even bother investigating her despite what Officer Top has said.
>Not to mention, with what you saw at the police station earlier with Shining, she probably already has him under her thrall.
>With him, she can make whatever alibi she wants and he'll just stick to that.
>And even if the police did try to make their move on her, the only thing that would result from that is more blood being spilled.
>No, you need to take care of this yourself.
>Looking at Twilight crying; you frown.
>This is partly your fault. You spared Chrysalis in the first place.
>You attributed that to her being desperate to survive but maybe...
>...
>Whatever the case was then, it's irrelevant now. Chrysalis has shown herself to be a monster plain and simple.
>And Witchers kill monsters don't they?

>After answering what you could to the police, you walk into the police lobby as Sunset and Twilight stand up from the bench.
>”Don’t leave the city now y’hear.” the interrogator tells you. “We might need you to provide more details later.”
>Waving them off, you join your friends.
>What a waste of time.
>None of the questions they asked would have provided any real details, most were just standard run around questions.
>You get the feeling right now they already think they have their culprit in their hands, they just want to find proof.
>"What now?" Sunset asks.

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>>27768204
>"We should find my brother. He's not answering his phone and his co-workers said he left soon with the succubus after we did."
"That’s the plan so far at least..."
>"Anon, you're not planning on looking for her alone are you?"
"I am. And Sunset before you even ask. You might be getting better but you still only have roughly a month's worth of training and you don't even have a proper Witcher blade. I’m not risking your lives if I can help it."
>"Still, I should help you find Chrysalis."
>You beckon her to come closer.
"You can help by taking care of Twilight. Right now she's going to need all the friends she has."
>"But..."
"No buts. I'll be fine."
>You give her a reassuring smile, but it does little to put her at ease.
"Twilight, did your brother happen to use an unmarked car like he did before?"
>"I don't think so, he took his normal car to work today."
"Damn, was hoping he would have taken one of those, I could have just asked the police to track the location of the car. Urg, without that I don't have any way of tracking down Chrysalis."
>Suddenly a thought pops into your head.
"I'm going to visit Cadance."
>"Why?"
"If Chrysalis wanted Cadance dead, no doubt she wants to make sure she's actually dead."
>Twilight's eyes widen in shock, "You think she's going to have someone finish the job?"
"It's our only bet right now."
>"Anon I'm com-"
>You give Twilight a cold glare silencing her.
"No you're not Twilight Sparkle. There's no way in hell I'm risking your life."
>"But...!"
"No."
>Twilight stomps her foot with a defiant glare, "You don't even know where the nearest hospital they might have taken Cadance is!"
>Placing a hand over her heart her expression softens, "Please Anon, you need me to help you."
>Digging into your pocket, you pull out Sunset's phone.
"Sunset? Your phone have GPS?"
>"Yes?"
>You then look to Twilight who only bites her lip.
>"Darn it!" she says trying to grab the phone.

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>>27768220
>You easily move the phone out of her reach and stiff arm her with your other hand.
>Turning around you pull out Sunset's phone and open the GPS app to locate the nearest hospital to Cadance's apartment.
>"Sunset, stay with Twilight and make sure she doesn't do anything stupid."
>Running off, you leave the two girls behind.

>As Anon runs off, Twilight slumps her shoulders.
>"Sunset, I can't just sit around doing nothing while my brother's in danger."
"I know Twilight. But you heard Anon, I think this is a little out of our league like the Leshen."
>Without warning, Twilight pops her head up.
>"Anon said you had to stay with me right?"
>Oh no...
>You know that look.
>That's the look Rarity and Rainbow Dash always get when they have something planned that you don't like.
"Twilight..."

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>>27768274
>"Make sure I don't do anything stupid. Well... going to the hospital isn't stupid to visit an injured friend right?"
"It is when there's an assassin coming."
>She smiles smugly, "*IF* there's an assassin coming. There's no proof that there is one that's going to show up."
"But there's no proof that one won't show up Twilight."
>"Stupid is defined as lacking intelligence."
"Which is what you are if you go to the hospital."
>Twilight laughs, "Ahh, but Sunset if you remember I have the highest academic scores at both Crystal Prep and CHS."
>Ever since Twilight transferred she sort of stole your spotlight in that regard...
>"And those achievements prove I am *not* lacking in intelligence. So going to the hospital can't be stupid."
"Now you're just twisting words around. That's not-"
>You try putting a hand on Twilight's shoulder when you suddenly get a massive shiver down your spine as she slaps it away.
>Turning around, Twilight's eyes glow teal followed by the most deathly serious look you've only ever seen once before...
>"Sunset. If you don't let me go see Cadance right now I will reinvent the device that will rip the magic from your body and take care of this myself."
>Recoiling your hand you look at your friend with horror.
"Twi-Twilight..."
>Twilight's eyes suddenly return to normal when she see's your fear and realizes her threat.
>Steeling herself, the girl turns around and gives you one last look over her shoulder.
>"My brother's life is on the line, and I might possibly be losing the person who was like an older sister to me. I *WILL* not just sit idly by."
>Running off, you watch as Twilight follows Anon's path.
>You grit your teeth and clench your fists.
"Darn it."
>Running after her, you curse to yourself and everything about this day.
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>>27761897
rolling

>>27768281
hope twilight gets her shit kicked in.

>>27768274
You know what, I think Crazylight will do just fine here. Hope she has something special for Crissy, poor bastard.

>>27768281
Big threat, lets hope it doesn't come to turning into a god to fix shit.

>>27768337
This.

>>27768305
I hope she turns full supersaiyan and Anon has to slay the pussy and bring back her maidenhead as a trophy.

>>27768281
Is Midnight getting a comeback?

>>27768305
I whole heartily agree with you, she's just going to make the situation worse the way she's acting

>>27769900
Inb4 Twilight melts Chrisalis's face with acid to save us.

>>27768345
that would be such a cop out

>>27771189
Still possible though.

>>27768281
>Twilight gets to the hospital
>She's already there arguing with Anon

>>27761897
Gotta roll

>>27772881
Post what you got.

>>27772897
K boss

>>27772881
Have:
>AR15= +45SC
>Flint Rod= +5SC
>Rarities= -10 SC
>Moped= +15 SC
>Fast= -60 SC
>Survival Expert= +40 SC

Total= 35
Status= Probably fugged

>>27772990
Shit be wack. Good luck. I got a ton of other cyoas that could be thrown out if your interested to pass the time between posts. The pool guy Anon hasn't showed up lately.

>>27773040
Post it m8

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>>27773344
THOSE DIGITS, I HEAR AND OBEY!

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>>27773387
part 2

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>>27773415
part 3 of 5

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>>27773430
Miss placed part 4 so here is 5, while I go look for part 4

>>27773472
Apparently part 4 is too large to post on MLP so I'll just post the link to the thread with last part in it.

Its a little bit down the page, just look for the 6 completed cyoa.

>>27768281
I think Twilight is forgetting Anon is HIRED HELP. If she keeps pushing buttons and fucking things up, he could at any point just say 'fuck you, you're on your own' and leave.

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>>27774602

>>27768204
facebook aye

>>27773811
I doubt he'll be leaving anytime soon thanks to his relationship with AJ

Hope the other writefags from the previous thread come back

>>27774602

>>27774602

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Suh dudes? Sorry I'm lateisg to the thread. Life and such.
______________
>Be Flitter.
>Be starstruck Flitter.
>You were taking a bubble bath as you gathered your thoughts.
>Earlier today, you were at your part-time job as a waitress at Steamed&Swirled.
>As you had hoped, THEY came in.
>The two leading your generation of ravers and djs- Neon Lights and Vinyl Scratch.
>With then was Octavia Melody.
>She's pretty okay you guess, but her music wasn't really your thing.
>As a low-key rabid fangirl, you struggled to not be awkward around them.
>But Neon Lights is THE guy to be with in the scene.
>Single, talented, hot, a future, fairly well off- he's nearly perfect!
>The only thing keeping you sane is the fact that he's probably already with vinyl.
"The two of them are just perfect for one another..."
>Your complaints echo faintly against the tiled walls.
>You would forever be a bystander to them.
>A literal audience member in the set of their lives.
>Only able to watch from afar, reacting with everyone else atound you and never even being able to talk to them.
>You were cleaning up tables when you heard a commotion.
>Neon had PERSONALLY stood up and hugged certain someone.
>A certain someone you knew well.
>Anon.
>The quiet kid that slept through English class literally everyday.
>He'd plug in some earphones and prop up a book to hide his head.
>In a month, the teacher had given up trying to punish him, seeing as he would always turn in his work and his grade never slipped past 92%.
>Honestly, he infuriated you to no end.
>Especially when there was group work to be done.
>The last project you had to do with him made you want to rip out your hair.
>You and your sister Cloudchaser had been panicking for weeks leading up to the presentation date.
>The day came and you both had nothing remotely presentable.

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>And then HE steps in with a powerpoint presentation, a 3 fold posterboard with charts, diagrams, and pictures, and takes care of the ACTUAL vocal presentation as well.
>When you both asked him why he didn't say anything or even act like he wanted to help, his response made you sick.
>"What? This was a group project?"
>How obnoxiously narcissistic can someone be?!
>And Neon had gotten up to greet HIM?!
>Even Vinyl took off her headphones!
>WHY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE?
>As he basked in their majestic presence, you could only grit yur teeth and keep wiping your tables clean.
>"Watch it, Flitter. Your rag is getting abused."
>Cocoa's voice jolted you back.
"Sorry! Sorry, Cocoa. It won't happen again."
>Sighing, you could only stare at them again.
>Anon pulled out his laptop and you wanted to laugh.
>Could it be... HE was going to play something for THEM?
>PUH-LEASE!
>He wasn't even worth being in the same scene as them.
>As you continued to internally mock and berate him, his first track came to life...
>Sinking deeper into your bubble bath, you let out another groan.
>What he played... Was definitely different from what neon and Vinyl would spin.
>It was hardly comparable- if at all even.
>But....
".....Why did it have to be so good?"
>Sighing again, your mind still attempts to come to terms with what you were able to play privy to, albeit awkwardly and kinda creepily.
>A few sharp knocks against the door bring you out of your trance.
>"Hey, sis! Don't worry about getting prune-y from staying in there too long! I hear Neon likes his girls a bit older!"
"HA. HA. Very funny, CC. Alright, I'm coming."
>Cloudchaser- as charmingly witty as ever.
>But, then again, she was your comrade-in-arms to get Neon Lights to notice you two.
>Or, at the very least, only you.
__________
Laptop is fried right now. Hard to catch all my thoughts on a phone.

>>27778514
Huh, nice stalker character. Also welcome back.

>>27778514
is this a continuation

>>27778537
Sounds like a bitch. Good luck getting it replaced.

>>27778537
>>When you both asked him why he didn't say anything or even act like he wanted to help, his response made you sick.
>>"What? This was a group project?"
I laughed.

>>27778537
>Laptop is fried right now.
Kek, what happened?

>>27773586
I think you forgot the link

>>27779664
Your right, am an idiot, hold on for a minuet.

>>27779707
>>>/tg/47932598

>>27778537
Flitter a cute, tsun Flitter even cuter.

>>27778587
Ye

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So, took a look at my pastebin and notice the date on the story, hard to believe that I started writing it three months and twenty two days ago.

I just wanted to thank all the Anons who have been following this story since then. I honestly thought this was just going to be a quick story that would have been quickly forgotten.

>>27780910
thanks for writing
don't stop

>>27780945
Agreed and this green is one of the dankest I've read so far.

>>27781393
D A N K

>>27761897
ill roll for this one

page 10

>>27784024

>>27780910
We love you too.

>>27780910
God that portrait is majestic

>>27784024

page 9

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>>27768281
>You arrive at the hospital located the closest to Cadance's apartment.
>An ambulance parked out front bears the same markings denoting its jurisdiction as the one from earlier.
>Walking inside, a security guard at the front desk looks up from his magazine and raises a brow.
>"Sorry, visiting hours ended twenty minutes ago, you'll have to come back tomorrow."
"A friend of mine was brought here with a gunshot wound earlier."
>"Sir, my condolences but visiting hours are over." he repeats.
>It's clear the guard won't back down, but you're not looking to start an incident.
"Can you at least tell me what room she would be in?"
>"If I do will you leave?"
"Yeah."
>Bending a corner of the page he was on, he closes the magazine and rolls his chair to the receptionist computer.
>Shaking the mouse to turn the screen on, he pulls up a patient manifest.
>As he begins looking through the new arrivals, you take note of any security cameras facing the desk.
>Looking up into the corners of the ceiling, you spot a reflective dome mounted on a swivel.
>There's one facing the table, and another facing the entrance.
>Axii is not advised with recording devices about.
>"Your friend, Mi Amore Cadenza right?"
>Sounds like it, though you don't know her full name.
>"She's just got out of surgery an hour ago, she's resting in the intensive care ward on the fifth floor."
"That's... a relief."
>"Now if that'll be all, I'm going to have to ask you to vacate the building."
"Thanks for the information. I'll be going then."
>"Sure thing." he says returning to his reading. "Kids these days..."
>Walking out the front door, you need to figure out a way inside.
>Facing the building, you try to see if there's any alternate ways inside, but beyond the backdoor which also no doubt has cameras you're in a tough spot right now.
>Counting the windows to where you surmise is the fifth floor, you take note of the architecture of the building.

>>27786780
Ukr

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>>27786780
>You could try scaling the side of the building, hope for an open window.
>...
>No, doesn't look like there's any way for you to get a solid grip or foothold.
>Unfortunately you're not a damned assassin that can scale up walls with a little free-running.
>As you pace back and forth, you notice that the camera mounted at the front entrance probably doesn't view the parking lot.
>Jogging over to the large lamp posts, none of them except one has a camera mounted.
>Luckily for you it's facing the street and not the lot itself.
>There's only one a few cars in the lot at this time of night.
>Breaking off a branch from one of the nearby bushes, you stroll over to the truck in the most remote section and set the branch near the rear tire of truck.
>Making the sign for Igni, a spark of fire erupts from the tinder and creates a decent flame.
>With that done, you run back to the hospital's front door and pound on the glass.
>The security guard looks up and sees you only to sigh.
>Slowly, he gets up and walks over to you.
>"What is it kid?"
"Someone's vehicle is on fire!"
>"What?"
"In the parking lot, a truck is on fire!"
>Panic begins to take hold as he rushes out the door and runs into the lot.
>"Oh fuck!"
>The man runs over to the vehicle and walks out of the view of the cameras.
>Perfect.
"Hey."
>"Kid I gotta call the fire departme-"
>You wave your hand in front of his face and cast Axii.
"You're going to let me see my friend and forget I was ever here, you'll also turn off the security cameras after I get inside the elevator for the next hour."
>Nodding his head, you walk over to the burning branch and stomp the fire out.

a

>>27757602
Except write a bad story.

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>>27786796
>Exiting the elevator, you quietly sneak over to the front desk of the intensive care ward.
>The lights have been dimmed with every other light turned off in this part of the hospital.
>A nurse is at her post listening to music on her phone while she writes down something in a folder.
>As carefully as you can, you crawl past her and into the hallway.
>Cadance is in room... 507.
>503... 505... 507.
>Opening the door, you silently head inside and shut the door behind you, making sure to hold the handle down to minimize the sound of the latch snapping shut.
>The lights in this room are all shut off and everything is eerily silent except for the beeping of the heart monitor.
>Peering over to the bed, Cadance lies unconscious with a respirator, the heart monitor and IV drip hooked up to her.
>Nothing seems amiss.
>You inspect the equipment she's hooked up to to make sure nothing has been tampered with.
>While it may seem paranoid to do that. You have no idea if Chrysalis or the assassin from earlier beat you here to finish the job.
>Everything looks in order, at least as far as you can tell. Nothing seems to be out of place.
>Now, you just have to wait.
>Clearing a small corner of the room, you pull the curtain over enough to conceal you from a cursory glance to anyone checking in from the door.
>Setting your cane sword on the ground in front of you, you kneel down and begin meditating.
>Hopefully waiting like this isn't a mistake.

>Normally for an average person it would be very easy to lose yourself to the flow of time and fall asleep. Thankfully, your training has allowed you to keep track of the minutes passing with your senses become even more honed to the point you could hear a fly fart.

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>>27786799

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>>27786822
>Roughly ten minutes pass before an orderly on duty peeks into the room drawing your attention. But as you prepare to intervene, it became apparent that he's only doing his job and making sure Cadance's equipment was functional.
>You quickly and quietly go back to meditation until you hear footsteps outside the Cadance's door.
>The click clack of the individual's shoes on the tile is different from the footwear a nurse would wear while working.
>Grabbing your sword, you step behind the door as the handle jiggles itself.
>Slowly the handle turns and the door opens.
>Light from the hall pours into the room as two shadows step inside.
>Silently pushing the door closed behind them, you prepare to bring your blade up when you realize who the two figures are.
"What the hell are you two doing here?!"
>Both Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle nearly jump out of the shoes when they hear you.
>Grabbing both girls by their shirts, you drag them behind the curtain and pin them to wall with your arms.
>"Uh... hi Anon." Sunset says with a sheepish smile.
"Why. Are. You. Here."
>"Twilight wanted to-"
>Of course...
"Twilight, in case you can't tell this is my annoyed face."
>"That's the face you always make..." Sunset mumbles.
>You shoot Sunset a glare which makes her back down.
>"Anon, Cadance is my-"
>You place your hand over her mouth to shush her.
"I don't want to hear your excuses. Do you realize how hard it'll be to fight in this room with three people to take care of?"
>"I-I didn't think..."
"No you didn't. Now how the hell did you get past the guard at the front?"
>"What guard?"
>"Yeah Anon there was no one there."
"What?"
>Is the guard still not back from swapping the tapes out?
"What about the nurse and the orderly?"
>"Anon, we're just as confused as you. We just thought they were on break."
>That can't be... unless...
"He's here."

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>>27786839
>"You don't mean?"
"Hospital staff don't all go on break at the same time. Someone always needs to be present in case of emergency."
>Before you can figure how long you have until the assassin arrives, you hear more footsteps outside the room.
>Placing a finger over your lips, you hear a thump on the wall next to the door.
>Taking your sword back in hand, you tip-toe behind the door and wait.
>Twilight and Sunset hide behind the curtain and don't dare to make any noise.
>The door cracks open as a bald man in a suit enters the room.
>He pulls out a silver pistol from inside his suit jacket, along with a suppressor and begins screwing it on the barrel.
>Yep, this is the guy.
>As he makes sure the attachment is secured, a creaking noise comes from Twilight and Sunset's hiding spot.
>The man immediately aims his pistol at the girl's location causing you to jump out of your own spot and grabbing the man's arm.
>With your free hand, you try to swing your blade, but he grabs you by the wrist with his free arm.
>Trying to fight you off, the assassin pulls the trigger as you force his arm upwards, sending three bullets into the ceiling.
>Wrenching his arm free, he punches you in the jaw sending you falling backwards into the wall.
>Bringing up a Quen shield, the barrier just narrowly comes up just in time as a pair of bullets clash into the shield and clatter to the floor.
>The man's eyes widen momentarily at this turn of events as you take the opportunity to go at him again.
>Your movements were already incredibly limited in this room, made even worse due to Twilight and Sunset stuck in the corner on the other side of Cadance's bed.
>You can't afford any wild sword swings despite the short length of the new cane sword, nor can you make any movements that would put the girls or Cadance in her bed at risk.
>At this point you are literally going to have to subdue the assassin with your fists.

>>27786839
OH SHI-

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>>27786865
"Sunset."
>You drop your sword onto the ground and kick it towards her, sliding it under Cadance's bed.
>Bringing your fists up, you begin trying to pummel the man into submission. Unfortunately, it seems he's well prepared for such an occasion.
>He tries to take aim at Twilight and Sunset but you rush in and grab the assassin's arm forcing him to fire his last two towards you rather than them.
>Breaking free of your grip again, he aims at you only to be answered by a clicking noise.
"Well aren't I a lucky punk?"
>Grimacing, the assassin tosses his pistol aside and runs at you again.
>Despite his appearance, the guy seems to be extremely proficient at hand to hand combat. Blow for blow, you're either parrying or blocking with him.
>At least until he decides to duck under one of your punches and run a fist into your side.
>Right in the spot where the leshen impaled you making the blow even more painful than normal.
>As you step back you can tell he also noticed your more overt reaction to the blow and proceeds to focus all his attacks towards your injury.
>Ducking under a punch, he kicks you in the gut and sending you crashing into one of cabinet walls.
>Crawling out, you hear the sound of glass breaking followed by a wet feeling on your waist.
>"Anon!" Sunset cries out.
>Grunting in frustration, you grab a metal tray on a dolly and smash it into the man's head when he charges you making him reel back and giving you some breathing room.
>The man takes a moment to inspect the cut running alongside his forehead before scowling.
>With your glasses cracked, you discard them and glare at the man. He can't help but raise a brow as your eyes pierce through the darkness.
>For a few moments the only sound in the room is the beeping from Cadance's heart monitor.
>He slides a hand into his pocket and pulls out a wire with two handles attached to the ends and pulls it tense.

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>>27786911
>You reach into your own jacket and pull out a throwing knife and flip it into an icepick grip.
>You're really starting to get sick of this.
>But at least now you have a weapon more suited for this range.
>Like in slow motion, with your reflexes and perception you easily dodge under his fist and bring your knife across his chest with an uppercut.
>A trail of blood follows the sharp cutting edge and splatters upward onto the ceiling.
>Twirling around and juggling the knife into your other hand, you lean into into the assassin and plunge your blade into his gut.
>However in spite of the wound, he still reaches over to try and use his garrote on you.
>Persistent fucker.
>Using one hand to keep the wire from your neck. You can't apply as much pressure but instead you twist the blade.
>The assassin lets out a yelp of pain and drops his weapon before you shove him onto the floor.
>Kneeling him onto his back, you extend his arm and apply some pressure.
"Where is Chrysalis."
>"..."
"I'm not fucking around. Where. Is. She."
>Your only response is a dirty glare as he struggles to keep his composure.
>"TALK DAMMIT!" Twilight yells out.
>"TWILIGHT!"
>Looking up, you see Twilight with the assassin's pistol aimed right at his head.
>The man tries to take your shock to buck you off, but you keep your balance.
"WHERE IS MY BROTHER!" she demands, waving the empty gun.
>"I don't know who your brother is." he replies calmly.
>"Liar! You were hired by Chrysalis weren't you!"
>Twilight kicks him in the side, causing the man to grunt in pain.
>"..."
"Answer her."
>With another wave of your hand, you cast an Axii hex.
>Surprisingly, the guy actually manages to resist.
>"I... I... won't..."
>Putting more effort into the sign, you cast it again.
>"M-my... gah... the docks... we were to meet there when the job was done..."
"Good boy. Now sleep."
>Eyes rolling into the back of his head, the man falls unconscious.

>>27786934
>Relaxing, you feel a sudden pang in your waist and far greater than something you normally would just shrug off.
>Putting a hand over the spot, deep crimson blood begins pooling.
"Fuck. Guess I wasn't as lucky as I thought."
>"Anon!" Sunset says your name rushing to your side.
>Grimacing in pain, you're really thankful you got injured in a hospital this time at least.
"It's in pretty deep... look in the cabinets for a pair of medical pliers or something."
>"B-but we need to stop the bleeding."
"Don't worry about that, my blood clots faster and pumps slower. Right now I'm not at risk to bleed out. But I would prefer getting this bullet out sooner than later."
>Nodding her head, Sunset begins digging through the drawers and cabinets while you lean against the wall.
>"Twilight I could use your help." Sunset says.
>The girl with the glasses ignores her plea and kneels next to you.
>She examines your wound and looks away.
>"A-Anon... I'm... I'm so sorry."
>Tears form in the corners of her eyes as she gets up and runs out of the room.
>"Aha found on- where did Twilight go?"
"... Hand me that metal dish."
>Taking the dish on the counter she lays both objects next to you.
"Now comes the fun part. Sunset, you need to pull the bullet out."
>"What? Why me?"
"Because I don't have good leverage to do it from this angle."
>"Really? Because it seems you just like having me do these things."
>You admit. You sort of do but that's besides the point right now.
>Sunset nervously takes the medical pliers and begins to insert the device into you.
>"Ew..."
>Pain receptors flare off as she begins to dig around your wound until she hits something metallic.
"Okay... now pull it out."
>Placing a hand on your chest, she clamps onto the bullet and takes her time easing it out.
>"I... think I got it." she says dropping the bloody bullet fragment into the dish.

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"Good. Now get me some gauze and bandages."
>A few minutes pass as you tighten the binding around your waist. With the blood already clotting, your body is going to have to take care of the rest.
>It'll be a couple days before your right as rain though. Not helped by the fact the wound is only inches away from the impalement you suffered from the leshen which itself isn't fully healed.
>"So what are we going to do about him?" Sunset asks about the assassin.
"Contemplating on killing him."
>"We can't solve all our problems by killing something."
"Sure we can. I do it all the time."
>"Anon..."
“Is it really doing the world any favors keeping an assassin alive? Really?”
>”You’re not killing him Anon.” she says adamantly.
"Ugh, fine. Sometimes you girls are worse than my fencing trainer... Call the cops. Last thing I need is for them to suspect me even more than I figure they already do."
>Handing Sunset her cellphone, you pick up the garrote the man used before and tie off his hands at the wrists behind him just for Sunset's peace of mind.
>He's bleeding out pretty badly anyway, the cuts you made were pretty deep. You give him... three minutes before he expires from injury.
>It's not perfect, but it should hold while Axii is still in effect.
>Sunset proceeds to call the police while you do the heavy lifting and drag the guy's body out of the room towards the front desk, leaving a bloody trail in the process.
>Setting him in the receptionist's chair, you begin frisking the man's body for anything you could use yourself.
>All in all, you find a second matching pistol with a strange symbol etched into it, with a two two spare magazines and a couple of lockpicks.
>While you don't particularly care for guns, you place the handgun in the gap between your shirt and pants and pocket the magazines along with the picks.
>They may come in handy later, especially since you're a bit under equipped already.

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>>27787025
>"Are you heading towards the docks?" Sunset asks helping you.
"Really, *really* thinking about just calling it quits. But no doubt you're going to argue about how you're going to find your stupid friend and I gave my word to that other version of the same friend I would protect you. So yeah, I'm probably heading to the docks."
>"In your condition? Don't you have a potion or something?"
>Reaching the vial holder on your belt, you pull out one swallow potion.
"One, the other two got smashed when I was knocked into the cabinet. Besides it only accelerates the healing process, not magically cure it."
>You put the remaining vial back as Sunset hands you your sword.
>"I don't see Twilight anywhere."
"She's probably gone to the docks."
>"By herself?! She's going to get killed."
"Which is why I need to hurry."
>Turning and facing the desk, you feel under the surface for an emergency alarm button.
>Your fingers brush up against a switch and you press it.
"There, someone should be coming soon. We need to leave now if Twilight's gone to help her brother she already has a short lead time on us."
>"What about Dean Cadance?"
>Walking over to the door to Cadance's room, you cast Quen on the handle and a glowing yellow orb surrounds the knob.
"Try opening it now."
>Sunset walks over and tries to open the door.
"What the... It's not budging." she says trying to turn the handle.
"Good, now let's go."
>"But how will the doctors get in?"
"They'll think of something. Right now Cadance is safe and we have more pressing things to worry about. C'mon."
>Quickly, the two of you head to elevator and begin your chase after Twilight.
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That's all for now.

thats a big update axii my nigga

>>27786832
It may come as a surprise to you, but a post isn't bait just because it has a different opinion than you.

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>>27787039
First The Witcher, now Hitman. Whats next Payday?

>>27787039
Goddamn it Twilight

>>27787039
like i said in the last thread, i hope twilight gets her shit kicked in.

>>27787025
>"Contemplating on killing him."
>>"We can't solve all our problems by killing something."
>"Sure we can. I do it all the time."
>>"Anon..."
I kek'd

>>27787039
>"Which is why I need to hurry."
I vote we take our time. Maybe she'll learn to keep her shit reeled in for once.

>>27787874
Just making sure but you do know this isn't a CYOA right?

>>27788488
Yup, was just more or less venting my autism

>>27780910
Pic needs ygritte and the horse to have a haorn

>>27788495
fair enough.

>>27788495
Kek

I got a question, what's the bump limit on threads on /mlp/ ?

>>27790363
500. Then it auto sages.

Alright anons, I think it's time for new art (for AxiiAnon). So toss out any scenes in the story that any of you would like to be see drawn or something.

>>27790602
Anon and Gilda fighting the Leshen, or maybe he and the assassin fighting?

>>27787251
It's quite interesting to see more of these crossovers. I'd like more to happen but idk if it would happen again.

>>27790602
Celestia asking AJ if she wouldn't mind an open relationship

>>27790602
Anon whipping beanbags at Sunset with a big smile on his face as she attempts and fails to block them.

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>>27778514
>>27778537


Where's your pastebin? Without it I can't keep track of wtf is going on with your story.

>>27791167
I think I'll do yours for now. I'm gonna need some details on how the story's anon and Gilda look, but I can do that by myself.

>>27793605
Also the swords and stuff since I haven't played any of the Witcher series, yet.

>>27793218

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>>27793605
Design wise, the inspiration I used when I was writing out the scenes with Gilda was Ereb-tauramandil's "Radical Gilda". Specifically this picture.

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>>27793605
Unfortunately the image I had with Anon arm wrestling Big Macintosh is corrupted for some reason, but that one had a pretty good look for Anon's hair (similar to one of Geralt's, ponytail and trimmed at the sides).

Clothes were essentially a modern leather jacket version of the Wolf school armor, but one something could wear in public without drawing too much attention.

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>>27793605
The only real noteworthy thing for the lonswords is that the silver sword (the one used in the fight) has a "V" shaped/curved upward crossguard with both strapped to the back.

Gilda herself has a pair of machetes.

Those are really the only solid details for the characters. But honestly just go for what you think is right.

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>>27795594
fucking gilda stealing swords. Its a good thing Anon is getting new better ones

>>27796898
Still, dick move.

>>27795594
>>27795421
>>27795362

Thanks guys. I might have it done either today or tommorow. Most likely tommorrow.

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>>27795421
I got the pic of arm wrestling Anon and Big Mac. Here ya go.

>>27779768
There is no link.

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>>27797489
Thanks.

Here's one for you.

>>27797210
Sweeterinos, look forward to seeing it.

>>27797660
Here we go again. Posted it again. >>>/tg/48080200
>>48084176
this one.

>>27796898
>>27796907
Next time they meet he needs to give her a swift kick to the ovaries.

>>27797769
Majestic as fuck.

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>>27799846

>>27799846

>>27799846

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>>27799846
>>27800472
>>27801006
>>27801729

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>>27801973

>>27798811
This

So tell me Anons how is your day going?

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>>27787039
>Running as fast as you can, you try to put as much distance between the hospital and yourself.
>Right now you really wish you were more athletic like Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap.
>Slowing to a stop, you take a moment to catch your breath when realization dawns on you.
>What are you doing?
>You don't have any fighting skills.
>What makes you think you have any chance of taking down a succubus by yourself?
>Squatting down you look at the moon peeking up high in the sky.
>Realistically, your chances of even making a move before Chrysalis slashes your throat or rips your heart out are statistically not in your favor by a overwhelmingly large margin.
>...
>Ugh.
>Maybe Anon has a point with you meddling in things beyond your control.
>But you can't just do nothing while Shining is some magical... slut's personal toy.
>He would go to the ends of the earth to make sure you were okay.
>Why can't you?
>[Probably because he has a gun and knows how to use it.]
>Well... you have a gun too.
>...
>Oh dear.
>You only now just realize that you're still holding the assassin's gun in your hand.
>Assassin's... gun...
>Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh.
>You're holding something that has probably killed a lot of people...
>Should you keep it or throw it away?
>Holding the pistol like it suddenly attracted the plague, you consider what to do with it.
>You can't just keep it.
>It's not legally yours and what would Mom and Dad say?
>But... you can't just throw a gun away without properly disposing of it. That would be illegal!
>What did Shining tell you when he was teaching you how to shoot as a means of self-defense?
>...
>Actually you're not sure. There were too many people firing those loud guns around you at the range he took you too.
>Looks like you'll have to hold onto it.

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>>27803540
>Well, at least you remember to make sure the safety on the gun is on.
>Putting the pistol into your bag, you can't help but realize the situation you've gotten yourself into.
>You should be letting Anon handle this.
>He got hurt because of you.
>Again.
>Why do you keep messing up Twilight?
>Maybe you can still be of use to Anon and scout out the area.
>You still have your listening equipment in your backpack and the magic-o-meter can help you pinpoint Chrysalis.
>It should still have the magical frequency that it detected when you first met her.
>Alright it's settled then, you'll locate where she and your brother are, then let Anonymous handle the rest.
>Then, when Shining is safe and sound, you'll both visit Cadance and they'll get married and you all can put all this behind you.
>At least you hope...
>Though you can't help but wonder how has Anon and Sunset not caught up to you by now?
>You're far from the most athletic person in your small group.

"How can a nerd run so far so quickly?!"
>You're about half-a mile away from the hospital with Sunset right behind you.
>Vaulting over a low stone bench, you continue looking at the GPS on Sunset's phone.
>"Anon I don't think this is the way to the docks!"
"Hey I'm following your GPS."
>"Hold up a minute." she says gasping for air. "Give me my phone."
>You stop and hand the phone to her.
>Leaning against a stop sign, her face scrunches up.
>"Anon! This is leading us to a place called "The Dock"!
"That's where we're going aren't we?"
>She slaps her forehead, "This is a bar on the other end of town!"
"Why the fuck would they call it that?!"
>Sunset groans, "I don't know... I think it'll be faster if we just find a cab."
>You growl.

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>>27803556
>Ten minutes later, you approach the entrance to the commercial part of the waterfront.
>Sunset and Anonymous still haven't caught up with you, which to be quite honest is not making you feel any more confident.
>You spot a security guard out front where the vehicles would enter watching a small portable television at his post.
>As silently as you can, you crawl under the wall of the booth he's inside laughing at something playing on the tv.
>He takes a drink from his coffee mug causing you to duck behind cover before he spots you.
>Letting a few moments go by, he has his back turned with all his focus on his show.
>Quickly, you dash by the open door and enter the area.
>Nothing seems wrong so far. Though that may change very quickly.
>Making sure the guard hasn't noticed you, you walk some distance until you hide between four large storage units.
>Pulling the magic-o-meter out of your backpack, you turn the device on.
>Lights begin circling the face as the boot up sequence progresses.
"C'mon c'mon. Hurry up."
>Paranoia is wreaking havoc on your nerves as the thought of being caught by the guard or even worse, Chrysalis makes your heart race due sudden flood of epinephrine, norepinephrine and dozens of other hormones coursing into your system from your brain.
>The magic-o-meter soon finishes its startup and glows a solid color.
>Setting in the previous frequency detected, the device hums a few tones as it begins searching the area for any magical signature.
>Moments go by with the lights circling the face of the device again before homing in on one corner.
>Bingo!
>Muting the magic-o-meter and dimming the lights, you begin following the direction its pointing, using it like a compass facing true north.
>Unlike searching for magnetic north which suffers from declination, though you're not traveling a long distance so the margin of declination should be less than...
>Focus Twilight.

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>>27803571
>Sneaking your way through rows and rows of cargo containers, the flashing becomes more and more frequent until the entire front third of the magic-o-meter glows.
>In front of you is one of the large warehouses that dot the waterfront. You take note of the large number five on the side and commit it to memory.
>Pulling out your phone, you text the number to Sunset's phone.
>You set your things down and open up your backpack again, this time pulling out a set of headphones and a large foldable parabolic dish with an attached microphone of your own design.
>It's been awhile since you've used this.
>Last time you think was listening in to Cadance and Shining Armor in your tree house while they made out on the couch.
>Making sure all the equipment works, you turn on the microphone and point it towards the warehouse.
>"sshhhhh-ink it won't be too much longer. The guy Chrysi hired is supposed to be one of the best."
>They must be talking about the assassin!
>"Y'know we wouldn't be pulling guard duty if you had just snuffed out that chick like you were supposed to."
>"Shut up Kevin. How the hell was I supposed to know there was going to be a goddamned Witcher showing up."
>"You serious? Anot-zzzzzzzzhhhhhh"
>Darnit!
>You readjust the settings on the mic until the signal clears up.
>"-big man ain't gonna be too happy with Chrysalis when he hears she's spending all his cash on some dame just to nab her boy toy."
>"Look, we ain't doing this for the big man, we're doing it for her. She got us all out of some serious shit."
>"Yeah yeah. Still, don't mean I gotta like it. Hey, where is she anyway?"
>One of the man set's something metallic down, "Probably jumping the bones of that cop again. She's been hanging out in the back room with him for a few hours now."
>You hear both men laugh, "Shit, what I wouldn't give to get laid by a succubus like her."

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>>27803583
>"Well, we are both Dopplers."
>"I'm gonna stop you right there. First, I prefer the term Changelings thank you very much. And second, that's totally gay dude."
>"It ain't gay if you turn into the chick."
>"But we're still both dudes on the inside and I'll know it's you."
>"Better than nothing."
>"Dude... you been spending too much time looking at your Asian porn."
>Okay. That's enough of that.
>Moving the mic to a different section of the building, you adjust the dials on the side of it.
>*SLAP**SLAP**SLAP**SLAP**SLAP**SLAP*
>What the...?
>Is this thing going wonky on you again?
>*SLAP**SLAP**SLAP**SLAP* "Oh Shining give it to me!"
>That sounds like Chrysalis...
>But if she's...
"OH MY GOD!"
>In shock and disgust you accidentally drop the parabolic dish onto the floor.
>The feedback from landing on the ground makes a high pitched squeal causing you to yank off the earphones in pain.
>A light from the office portion of the warehouse turns on as you hear a muffled female voice yelling from inside.
>Oh crap...
>Shutting off the mic you pack your things up quietly and try to put as much distance from the warehouse as the front door inside opens.
>Two men walk out, each carrying a rifle of some sort and begin searching the area.
>You can hear their footsteps echo against the metal walls of the cargo containers, with one particular set getting louder and louder.
>With the multi-colored cargo containers stacked up so high, they block your line of sight and make this place even more of a maze than it already is.
>Stepping down one corner, you see the shadow of one of the men from the opposite end.
>Backtracking, you turn another corner and see a pile of tires, a wooden pallet and a barrel.
>Without too much thought, you duck down behind the tires and pull one over your head.
>You hold your breath as the two men appear at the end of the path.

>>27803600
>"I don't see or hear nothing."
>"Yeah me neither. Think boss lady was hearing things?"
>"Eh, musta been a cat or something. Let's get back to our game."
>"Give me a minute, gonna take a smoke."
>"Fine."
>One of the men walks over to your hiding spot and sits on the metal barrel next to you.
>Pulling out a cigarette, he takes a match and lights it.
>"Kevin, those things are gonna kill you."
>"Eh, shut up."
>Kevin shakes the match out and tosses it away.
>Suddenly, a female voice comes in over a walkie talkie on one of the men's belts.
>"Did you find anything?"
>That was Chrysalis!
>"Nah. Can't find nothing." Kevin says, taking a deep puff before tossing the cigarette as well.
>Luck however isn't on your side as the still burning butt lands on your head.
>You bite your hand and squirm as the burning sensation on your scalp sends your soon to be gone nerves into overdrive.
>Owowowowowowowowowowow!
>Hold it in Twilight... Hold it in!
>"Well, get your asses back in he- *CRASH*"
>"What the hell?"
>"C'mon, that don't sound good."
>Both men quickly leave the area and head back to the warehouse.
>When both men turn the corner, you quickly flick the cigarette butt off your head and let out a sigh of relief.
>You wait a few moments before you follow the two guards and stop just where you were before.

>>27803613
>Taking out the dish, you noticed that the microphone is bent and the dish is cracked.
>Great...
>Without your listening device, you decide to sneak over to the office area where Chrysalis and Shining were...
>Ugh...
>Peering through the window, you see Shining rushing to get dressed before putting his trench coat on.
>He seems okay...
>Your can't believe your eyes however, when he pulls out his service pistol and walks into the main room.
>Running to the other door, you peek inside and see Shining and the two guards aiming their weapons at someone else while Chrysalis just stands back and snarls.
>Her appearance has changed from when you last saw her. Chrysalis's legs are now more goat like, she has a pair of curved horns protruding from her head and her body is covered in strange markings.
>She's covered in a few slash marks and is bleeding heavily from her left leg.
>Looking over to where they're looking you see... Anon!
>He made it!
>Thank goodne-
>A hand suddenly covers your mouth without warning and drags you back.
>You try to scream until you see Sunset's face.
>"Twilight what in Tartarus's name are you doing?" she chastises you in a whispering tone.
>She removes her hand from your mouth to let you speak.
"My brother's in there!"
>"Anon can handle it, we gotta get outta he-
>Sunset's eyes go wide as she quickly drags you back into the shadows.
>Turning around, you see two men in suits walking up to the door. Thankfully they haven't noticed you two.
>One of them speaks into a wire connected to an earpiece, and a large hulk of a man walks up behind them.
>"Well now, it looks like Iron Will made the right choice to pay an unexpected visit."
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>>27803662
That's all for now in case anyone was wondering. Not as lengthy as I wanted it to be, but I don't want it to drag on too much.

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>>27803662
Feels bad that Chrysalis got her way and fucked Shining.

>>27803662
Oh boy!

>>27804147
You mean that lucky fuck
Thats some premium grade A pussy

>>27803600
>>*SLAP**SLAP**SLAP**SLAP* "Oh Shining give it to me!"
haha
oh my

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>>27804147
Only because Cadance got cucked. Otherwise...

>>27804662
Unf

woah rip in piss

Well I promised to have the drawing today, and I lied. went through some problems and had to delay the drawing. I'm somewhat close to finishing though.

>>27803903
Its great and we don't care if you feel like dragging it on every now and then.

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I just finished most of the artwork I promised.

>>27806956
What part is this supposed to be? I can tell its the Leshen, but what is up with the hands and swords?

>>27806956
OH MY GOD THAT'S SOOOO CUTE. Tell your lil' sister/brother that I loved it.

jk I really like it.

>>27806956
That's only a rough sketch right?

>>27803903
Anon really needs a break after this.

>>27804662
that is one damn fine ass

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>>27808451

Okay I'm probably finished with it, so I'm gonna trace with pen.

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>>27809053
Forgot pic. I'm on a pretty shitty phone with a small screen.

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>>27809070
Fucking hell

>>27809070
For what its worth that one is good too. What's it about?

>>27809078
Sweet work man, using this as the next thread pic.

>>27809103
A soldier, Victory Swift (supposed to be reversed, but I kept it), and his wife, Concord Grape, an officer, returning home after fighting along with Equestria against Nightmare Moon and the Nightmare, her army. They lived in a small vineyard together ever since.
So yeah, they're dead.

>>27809195
Why are their necks so long? It looks like they have three extra vertebrae or something.

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>>27808451
No matter the form.

>>27809215
I think that might be because the proportions for the torso are really small causing the neck to stand out or something

This thread will die soon if we don't get more content.

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>>27810922
Living on the edge is exciting huh?

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>>27811592
Yep

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Also, a reminder for those living in America. Happy Fourth of July.

Have an Applejack.

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>>27812146
What nothing for Canada Day?

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>>27812642
Ah yes, here have a Rarity.

page 9 bump

Anybody mind if I write a quick green?

>>27813821
Go ahead bby

>>27813821
Just don't leave us.

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>>27813821

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>>27812146
Damn does it feel good to be free.

>>27813845
>>27813831
It'll be relatively short, so don't expect too much. But may continue if there is enough interest.

Welp, here goes.

>>27814275
"Hey girls, ever wonder why Anon is always alone?"
>Curiosity brought you to bring this topic up during your weekly breakfast meetup.
>You are genuinely curious about this Anonymous.
>As Ponyville's only resident human, he doesn't interact with his fellow neighbors much.
>Which, as the Princess of Friendship, is concerning.
>Still, you never really interacted with him either.
>The reactions you received from your friends however, are not what...you expected.
>Rarity is eating her waffles, completely avoiding any eye contact.
>Dash just stopped in the middle of eating. Which is quite the sight, given her waffle is just hanging from her snout.
>AJ slowly played with the rest of her waffles, unsure of how to respond.
>Fluttershy looked like she is on the verge of tears.
>Strangest of all is Pinkie. Her mane just...deflates. Complete with the sound of escaping air.
"Girls? What is going on?"
>AJ is the first to speak up.
>She looks like she's about to say the most serious thing you've ever heard.
>"Twilight, I know your the Princess of Friendship and all, but take my word on what ahm about ta say. Don't try and befriend him."

>>27814394
I like it, but you do know this is for Equestria Girls, right?

>>27814394
>>27814508
Pft w/e it was never stated that its the only way for it to go; we don't have any hoof greens yet, so let them come.

>>27814615
fair enough.

>>27814508
>>27814615
>>27814649
For what it's worth, the thread title is 'alone in equestria/CHS'

>>27815260
Ye, because the first green was >nohooves but that doesn't mean we just accept EQG only Anon.

>>27814394
i wanna see where this goes, need more

>>27815456
Sorry, got busy during writing. Am continuing now

>>27815576
awesome

>>27814394
>Well, that was...unexpected.
>Applejack, of all ponies to say that you can't befriend somepony.
>Being who she is, you can't imagine her lying to you.
>But there is no way you can't become friends with him.
>Sure, the few times you tried talking to him resulted in him completely ignoring you.
>You just figured that he is super bashful.
>It's just means you'd have to try harder.
>And it seems that your friends won't help on this one
>Hopping off the chair, you head straight for the door, only to be stopped by a still deflated Pinkie.
"Pinkie, I'm leaving to go befriend Anon. Want to help me out?"
>"No, And I can't let you leave."
>What. She said no. So...un-Pinkieish. Not
>"Pinkie, I'm not playing games. It's time for me to step up to the plate as Princess of Friendship. I'm going, with or without you. I know that you're friends with him, so help me out here."
>Pinkie's bright blue eyes stared at you. She somehow seemed sadder than before, and tears are welling up in those eyes of hers.
>"Sadly Twilight, I'm not friends with him. He's the only one I'm not friends with. Nopony is his friend either. It's just...impossible. And it looks like your not taking no for an answer, so..."
>As soon as she finished, she stepped to the side, letting you through.
>You go through, giving no heed to the warning Pinkie gave you.

>>27815738
>Fluttershy watches as her friend goes off to befriend the most unfriendable being in equestria.
>It wouldn't work.
>If never does.
>Not with anon.
"Oh, I hope she won't take this personally. She can be stubborn and she...no. She'll take it personally."
>Rainbow drops the waffle she still had in her mouth, and says," Well, breakfast is ruined."
>"Rainbow, dear, it won't be that bad."
>Rarity looked hopeful for a second, then suddenly shoves her waffles away, and rests her head on the table.
>"Oh, who are kidding. What ever shall we do when she finds out?"
>"Ah reckon we oughta stay here, so we can comfort her and explain what will happen."
>Applejack just sighs, then looks around the room, disheartened.
>"Ya'll in agreement?"
>You had to admit, it was probably the best plan.
"I am Applejack." You respond, raising you hoof.
>Rarity and Rainbow Dash also agreed, which left Pinkie.
>"Well, I'll go follow Twilight around until she figures it out, then drag her back here."
>Pinkie's made a whole bunch of gestures with her hooves while saying that, ending with her shaking her head and heading after Twilight.
"Oh, I hope this goes okay..."

>>27815846
well they have high hopes

>>27815846
>You are Twilight, on a mission to hunt down and capture the elusive fiend Anon and befriend him.
>It honestly didn't take you long to figure out that you had absolutely no idea where he lives.
>Deep in thought, you see Lyra walk right in front of you, and a simple idea forms in your head.
>Genius.
"Hey, Lyra! Come over here, I have a question for you!"
>She pauses to see who was calling her, then beams at you and walks over and gives you a nice quick hug.
>"Well, what's my favorite princess needing from me?"
>You giggle a bit at her words, but you still had a mission.
"Oh Lyra, you know flattery will get you nowhere. I just wanted to know where somepony lives."
>Her face lights up at what you asked. Lyra is one of the friendliest ponies around. Second only to Pinkie.
>Surely she knew where Anon lives.
>"Oh, jeez Twilight, is that all? Who might the lucky stallion be?"
>She's also trying to find you a coltfriend. Something about getting you a prince since you're a princess.
>You guess you can humor her this once.
"Oh, it's Anon."
>Any hope and happiness she had was gone.
>Her face is an open book.
>Shock, anger, sadness.
>And then, she panicked.
>"No, no, no, not him. You can't even think about it. Find some one else, Twilight. You'll be better off."
>And then she ran off, without a single glance back.

>>27815852
No kidding.

>>27815943
>What.
>For the second time today, you are stunned by the reaction of your friends.
>What is wrong with everypony today?
>Shaking off your encounter with Lyra, you head further to the other side of town.
>Everypony you ask on the way has a very similar reaction.
>For some reason, this whole situation is reminding you of Zecora.
>Everypony is assuming he's evil or something.
>The only difference is that you have no idea what is making them run away or freeze when you mention him.
>And the further and further you get to outskirts, the worse the reactions become..
>If that is even possible.
>There were a few ponies that even fainted upon mention of his name.
>This whole thing is started to wig you out.
"Why is everypony acting this way?"
>You're taking a break at a park currently, your hooves are much to sore at the moment.
>Something catches your eye, and your spirits immediately lift when you see the person you've been looking for all day.
>Anon in the flesh.
>Just walking along the road into town.
>The only ponies in the streets take notice and just give him a wide berth.
>Odd.
>The reactions you are seeing are not matching the reactions of your friends.
"Oh, there he is. Annooonn!" You yelled over to him.
>Your cries go unanswered.
>Not only that, but he made no indication of even hearing you.
"Well, maybe he's deaf."
>With that in mind you start to follow him.

>>27816050
This isn't going to be a torture fetish or psyco Anon is it?

>>27816063
Uh, no. No worries on that end. He's just strange in an interesting way that makes all the ponies hate him.

>>27816101
Your comment does not help, but for the sake of green I'll hold comments till I see what's going on.

>>27816101
Proceed

>>27816050
>You follow Anon into a small shop.
>'Thyme's herbs and spices'
>Huh. You didn't even know this place existed.
>Inside is a variety of herbs in jars, pots and hanging to dry.
>Let's not get distracted with the fun shop, Anon is right there.
>He's just browsing the herbs in the pots, picking them and putting them back down after inspecting them.
>The store keeper eyes him warily, not even noticing that you are only a few feet away from him.
>Once he finds one he likes he goes up to the counter and pays for it.
>The store keeper counts the bits, and after seeing that there are enough for the transaction, he takes them and putts them under the counter.
>Anon just nods his head and walks on out of the store.
>What.
>He just paid fair and square.
>Where is this evil person that everypony was talking about?
>Because it certainly wasn't Anon.
"I don't get it."
>The store keep finally sees you there, and asks,"Welcome! What can I do for ya?*
>You don't even bother answering the question, as you wave your hoof nonchalantly at her before exiting yourself.
>It doesn't take long to catch up to him.
>Anon is heading back the way he came, and with just a potted plant in tow you wonder if that truly was the only thing he wanted.
>He doesn't come into town very often.

>>27816148
Color me intrigued!

>>27816148
>As it turns out, that is what he wanted.
>A few miles outside of town the two of you come up on a small hut.
>There is a small garden, and a few chickens outside.
>Even if whoever built it didn't have much in the way of bits, it worked.
>Anon just keeps walking along towards the hut.
>It then hits you that the hut is Anon's home.
>You can hear a few of your heartstrings being pulled.
>If he needed a place to stay, you could put him up in your castle.
>There is more than enough room in there to help him out.
>Then another realization hits.
>He made no notion of knowing that you were there, even with you being right next to him for quite some time.
>He's blind as well.
"How did that happen? And...how do you get around?" You ask to empty space.
>The time to get to his hut took let time than you thought.
>It's larger than what you imagined.
>Taller, probably to fit him inside easier.
>He sets down his new plant right next to the door into the hut, and walks inside.
>Still wanting to befriend him, you wait for him to step outside.
>However...you raise a hoof to the door.
"Should I knock?"
>Still unsure, your hoof hovers over door for what seems to be an eternity.
>To do or not to do?

>>27816201
Patiently waiting for more friend.

>>27816201
I'm reeeally interested.

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>>27816201
Color me invested.

>>27814110
Currently i am a bit more free than you

>>27816976
>>27816919
>>27816581
Sorry about that, I passed out while writing last night. I'll see if I can finish it up tonight.

>>27816201
Is it because he eat meat?

>>27817627
Nah dont worry about it

Update incoming in a few minutes.

>>27817990
yiss

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>>27803662
>Everyone's attention is drawn to the three newcomers.
>Chrysalis takes a nervous step back.
>"I-Iron Will... what- what are you doing here."
>"The boss wants to know why your expenses are so expensive."
>The large meat of a man cracks his neck as walks in and ignoring you.
>"It... was a personal thing."
>Iron Will peeks down his glasses and eyes Shining Armor behind her.
>"Let me guess, you just had to have Mr. Law Enforcement and so you tried to put a hit out on his lady?"
>Chrysalis's eyes go wide. "How the hell did you know?!"
>"You think you're really clever, but in reality your nature makes you incredibly predictable." he says unimpressed.
>The succubus growls as Iron Will finally takes notice of you.
>"Who's this?"
>Walking over between the two Dopplers in Chrysalis's employ, he gives you a once over.
>"Iron Will doesn't recognize you."
"Doubt you would."
>You notice a strange looking trio of talismans hanging around his neck. Each stone has a strange engraving on them.
>No doubt they're magical in nature, but you have no idea what they do.
>"Chrysalis, who is this boy?" he asks.
>"A... a Witcher."
>This actually surprises the large man, "A Witcher huh? Iron Will's people have great respect for your kind."
"Your people? Mind elaborating?"
>"Maybe it would be better if I showed you." he says with a grin.
>That sounds like a veiled threat.
>Taking of this suit jacket, he tosses it to one of his bodyguards before undoing his tie and unbuttoning his white collar shirt.
>You're starting to get a little nervous now. You were barely prepared to take on Chrysalis, let alone whatever this guy is.

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>>27818036
>With just a tank top on, Iron Will flexes his muscles when suddenly your medallion begins to tug at it's chain with incredible ferocity.
>Even you can't help but take a step back.
>Iron Will's flesh begins turning a slate gray as it begins turning rigid and almost... stone like.
>His pants rip as the stone armor begins protruding out of his body and his original human shape begins to lose definition.
>Two stone horns grow out of Iron Will's head making him look like a stone minotaur.
>Your eyes go wide as you have no idea what the hell you're watching.
>Even Chrysalis and her goons can't help but watch in awe at the transformation.
>Soon, Iron Will flexes his arms and strikes a few poses.
>"Now Iron Will wants you to drop your weapon Witcher."
"Fat chance of that happening." you say bringing your sword up.
>You can't tell because his face is literally just a giant rock now with vague facial features, but you think he's smiling at that response.
>Slamming his fists together twice, he winds up a punch and charges you.
>The ground beneath shakes and cracks after every step.
>SHIT!
>Rolling to the left you just barely dod-
>You feel a blow go straight to your side as you go flying into a couple of wooden crates.
>Pain wracks your body as you try to regain your senses. Climbing out of the wreckage, you pick up your sword and get ready for another attack.
>"Not bad, most people would have been a gory splatter against Iron Will's fist."
>Staggering forward, you grip your side in pain as you keep your sword pointed towards your opponent.
>He's much faster than he looks.
>Glancing at your palm, you've already reopened the gunshot wound you suffered earlier. That hit also feels like it broke a rib... or two. Not to mention any possible internal hemorrhaging.
>This isn't good.
>Iron Will lumbers towards you again with his fists up like a boxer.

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>>27818059
>This time prepared for his speed, you dodge his punches as he tries to make you paste against the concrete.
>If this guy's armor is as tough as it looks, you're not going to be doing a whole lot against that stone armor of his without a silver sword or some oil coating.
>You're going to have to play this a little smarter until you can figure out what this guy actually is.
>He's like a golem... but he's still a fully sentient flesh and blood individual.
>Ducking under an uppercut, he leaves his side wide open.
>Utilizing your smaller frame, you make multiple strikes into the gaps of the stone skin as he backpedals to try and get some breathing room.
>With one strong swing, you manage to pierce in between the stone and somehow draw blood.
>"Gah!" he cries out. "Hahahaha!"
>Backing up, you smile in satisfaction as Iron Will inspects his wound before laughing.
>"Good... GOOD! Iron Will loves it when they have some fight in them!"
>Pounding his chest he runs at you again.
>Doesn't seem like this guy has much strategy beyond just trying to pummel you.
>Though considering how strong he is, you can't really blame him.
>Rolling under his next attack and between his legs, you cast Quen to give you some insurance.
>Iron Will tries to backhand you but you easily dodge the blow and slam your palm into the ground for a Yrden trap.
>Keeping it between you and him, Chrysalis and the others watch intently as you two circle the trap.
>"Fancy magic won't save you Witcher."
"You'd be surprised at how often one hears that before being proven wrong."
>Scoffing, Iron Will backs up from the trap.
>What is he doing?
>The next thing you know Iron Will is running straight towards the circle.
>Bringing your blade up, you watch as Iron Will leaps into the air over the Yrden trap leaving only his lower body landing in the circle.
>This however doesn't stop the momentum of his upper body from finishing the attack.

>>27818071
>Okay that's just cheating...
>Jumping out of the way, he slams his fist into the ground sending a shockwave into the concrete and displacing the surface causing you to lose balance.
>The trap disappears and Iron Will regains full mobility as he stomps over to you.
>Grabbing your sword, you swing it towards him only for the stone man to block the blade in his "skin" as sparks fly off.
>Crawling backwards, you draw the assassin's pistol, you repeatedly pull the trigger until the magazine is empty only to watch as the bullets ricochet off his thick hide.
>Knocking the pistol aide, Iron Will uses his other hand to grab you by the neck and begins choking the life out of you.
>"Didn't think you Witcher's used guns. Iron Will guesses times are changing even for you legendary monster slayers."
"Nnggg... bas...tard...!"
>In a futile effort you try to pry his hand off but your strength is no match for his.
>Out of desperation, you draw a knife and try to stab him to get him to let go of you only for the knife to snap when it strikes.
>"Witcher, it was a decent fight. But Iron Will has other matters to attend to."
>With one quick motion he punches you in the gut smashing your Quen barrier before punching you again and again.
>Blood seeps into your mouth as you can feel your innards being crushed by each blow.
>Everything begins to taste like wet iron.
>Soon all your energy leaves you as your arms hang limply by your sides with a pool of blood leaking below you.
>"Iron Will doesn't want you dead *just* yet Witcher. But a few broken bones should stop you from trying to escape." he says before dropping you on the floor in a bloody heap.
>With just your will power driving you, you try and reach for your sword but Iron Will steps on your forearm and begins crushing it.
>You let out an agonizing wail as he applies more and more pressure on your right arm making you writhe in pain.
>The last thing you see is Iron Will towering over you as you black out.

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>>27818092
>He... he lost.
>Anon lost.
>Every fiber of your being screams at you to help your friend. But... but you can't...
>Your body refuses to move... you're scared... scared of that thing... scared of being killed...
>If Anon couldn't beat it what chance could you?
>You and Twilight can only watch in horror as that monster looms over Anon's prone body.
>Twilight gives you a worried stare, her eyes wavering.
>You can tell you're both wondering the same question: Is Anon... de- dead?
>"You! Check his pulse. Iron Will wants him alive." the stone giant says.
>One of his underlings quickly kneels down by Anon and places his fingers on his neck before giving Iron Will a nod.
>"Load him in the truck. Chrysalis, you and your... associates are to come with us."
>Chrysalis gulps, but nods in acknowledgement all the same.
>"Get the car ready. Shining, you're riding in back with me." she says cupping Shining's cheek in her hand before kissing him passionately on the lips.
>Twilight grits her teeth and clenches her fists but you place a hand on her shoulders.
>There's something strange about her brother though, he looks like he's in a... trance of sorts.
>Like his body is on autopilot but no one is actually there.
>Maybe she has him under some sort of mind control.
>Pulling Twilight back further into the shadows of the building, you two hide behind some metal barrels as a pair of headlights turns onto the road coming towards you.
>Iron Will begins to transform back into his human appearance before getting dressed back up into his suit.
>You take note that the runestones hanging from his neck glow as the transformation reverts itself.

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>>27818115
>"Iron Will where are you going to take him?" Chrysalis asks.
>"What concern is that to you succubus?" he retorts.
>"Well I was planning on making him my-"
>The man stomps over and gets right into Chrysalis's face, "You are already on thin ice as it is succubus. Iron Will had planned much worse for this visit tonight, you were only saved by that Witcher there."
>Fixing his tie and putting his sunglasses back on he walks away leaving a stunned Chrysalis behind.
>The rumbling noise of an incredibly large black truck comes rolling down the road.
>That's what they arrived in? That things like an armored vehicle!
>Parking in front of the warehouse, a third man wearing an identical suit to the other's walks out and inside.
>"Both you and Iron Will are going to have a little chat before we talk to the big man."
>Snapping his fingers, Iron Will's men snap to attention.
>"You two clean this place up, you load the Witcher into the truck and help when you're done. And get those two shapeshifters working as well."
>Pointing towards the warehouse office, Iron Will and Chrysalis both walk into the room and shut the door.
>One of Iron Will's bodyguards walks over to the armored truck and loads Anon in the back when a smaller white sedan pulls out of the warehouse and parks outside.
>"That's Shining's car!"
"Twilight, we need to rescue Anon."
>"But how?" Twilight whispers back.
"I... I don't know." You say slumping to the ground and digging your hands through your hair.
>What do you do?
>You don't have the tracking skills like Anon has.
>Is this it?
>Is this the last time you'll ever see him?
>You and Twilight both share an unsure glance as you watch Iron Will's and Chrysalis's men walk inside the warehouse glaring at each other.
>"Whatdowedo!Whatdowedo!Whatdowedo!Whatdowedo!" she whispers as she starts to hyperventilate.
"I'm not letting them get away." you whisper back before standing.

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>>27818122
>"What are you doing?!" she yells in a hushed voice.
>Making sure the men aren't looking, you sneak over to the back of the white sedan.
>You press the trigger for the trunk and it clicks open.
>Yes!
>Before you can close the door, a purple hand stops it midway.
>"I'm coming with you."
"No, Twilight you need to go tell the police about this."
>"While you risk your life I don-"
>A door from inside the building kicks open off it's hinges and slams onto the floor.
>The stone man walks out with a grumbling Chrysalis in tow.
>"We're leaving."
>Oh geeze.
>Pulling Twilight inside the already cramped trunk you shut the door enveloping you both into darkness.
>Twilight pulls out her phone and the glow illuminates the inside.
>Typing out a message on her phone, she flips it facing you.
>[What do we do now?]
>Taking her phone, you type out your own reply.
[I'm not sure...]
>Twilight reads your message and gets an indignant scowl.
>[That's your plan?!]
>You just shrug.
>The car jostles a little as four doors open and passengers get inside.
>Slamming the door shut, the vehicle's engine starts.
>Twilight mutes her phone and opens her GPS app.
>Switching windows, she types out a new message, [I'll record our trip so we know where we're going.]
[Good, in the meantime we should try and figure out what the heck Iron Will was. Those stones around his neck seemed magical.]
>Your friend nods her head as the car goes over a slight bump, knocking both your heads together.
>"Fucking Iron Will." you hear Chrysalis say through the thin paneling.
>"What the hell's that dudes deal? I ain't never seen anything like that!"
>"Dude's one of those Native types, they got a whole lot of weird powers though most seem to involve giants and wearing other peoples skins or something." you hear another voice answer.
>"Then what the hell is he?"
>"Uh... Stone...something."
"Stoneclad." Chrysalis says. "At least that was what I was told when *he* introduced me to him."