>>You will be allowed to enter Equestria...
>Anon's eyes were drawn to the sight just behind the great white mare blocking his way.
>The town of Ponyville is a small cluster of brightly colored, half-timber buildings in the distance.
>>...if you but accept me into your heart as your God, Anon.
>Caught off guard, Anon shifts his attention back to the white mare Alicorn in front of him.
>>Incredulous "W-what do you mean?"
>Celestia flashes her most welcoming smile, inviting Anon to lower the mental barriers he built up over the years.
>Her voice is warm and soft - contrasting the deep implications of her words.
>>I wish for you to surrender your soul so that you may live on and be happy, Anonymous.
>Anon was at a loss for words.
>Celestia pushed on with care in her explanation.
>>Given your predicament, beliefs, and attitudes...I determined you would respond favorably to a direct request to help you.
>No longer reeling, Anon's patent anger catches up to the situation.
>He points at the talking horse accusingly.
>>"I don't need goddamn 'salvation' from a stupid horse! This-"
>Anon sweeps his hands around at the lush, quiet landscape exaggeratingly.
>>"-is all nonsense created by my weak, dying mind!"
>Celestia's smile weakens and her voice tenses.
>>All of this is quite real, Anon.
>Anon scoffs but is cut short by a sharp pain in his chest.
>>"Agh!"
>He stumbles to his knees and grabs at his chest, breathing heavily.
>There is a faint beeping noise originating from everywhere it seems.
>Celestia stoops to meet face to face.
>Anon feels her words to be sincere and urgent despite his reservations.
>>The chance for eternal life is real.
>The beepings come more frequent now and Anon is having difficulty thinking clearly despite being in a "dream-"
>>Mutters fearfully "Why do I feel pain, though?"
>He blocks out Celestia's gentle pleas as he tries to work out everything in his mind:
>The beeping.
>The pain.
>The beautiful talking horse asking him to give his /soul/ to her.
>Afraid now, Anon looks up into the mare's deep purple eyes.
>>"I-I'm dying."
>She only nods to confirm his grim revelation.
>>"I DON'T WANT TO DIE."
>Celestia presses her muzzle to comfort the distraught Anon. She whispers in his ear.
>>You don't have to die.
>He closes his eyes, still unwilling to the end.
>>You only need to accept me.
>
>>27808288
>>27808290
Would you like to accept Celestia as your lord and savior, anon?
>>27808343
Yes.
But what, Celly, must we give in return?
>>27808288
I would rather die free of her cuntyness and skip the only chance at meeting my waifu than accepting anything from her useless ass.
She'd probably just turn me into a lobster anyways.
>>27808356
Everything...
>>27808356
Your soul, I guess. And whatever she can get from you living in her country.
NEIGH!*Snicker-doodles*
I ONLY SERVE THE MOON HORSE! BEGONE TEMPTRESS! MY TRUE GODDESS WILL SAVE ME!
>roleplaying
>>27808379
It's not roleplaying you asshat.
>>27808375
It is a shared rule, she gets half of you anyway.
>>27808387
are you this braindead >>27808356
>>27808387
>roleplaying
You are breaking the rules.
>>27808396
That only applies to me as a citizen of their Kingdom. She want's me to choose her as my patron deity and I DO NOT ACCEPT THE SUN! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
>>27808398
>>27808400
Guys its a reference, one that these two(?) indulged in. No one likes a teachers pet... or a mod's butt slave.
>>27808288
>Not saying "yes" immediately
You dumb normies