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Nightly Scilight Thread #111

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"Twilights and Trixies" Edition.

Previous thread:>>27861555
Archive of /nst/ greentext stories:
http://pastebin.com/u4qftzj5

Tips for potential writefags:
http://pastebin.com/V1ujiyJt
http://pastebin.com/whCQ2GpX
http://pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3

All Human Twilight Sparkle content, such as greentext stories, art and discussion go here.

The original (and recommended but not required) prompt:
>"Uhhh, mmm... Anon? W-what are you doing after school?"

Writefagging, drawfagging, discussion, and other SciTwi-related content are highly encouraged during "down time" (or when the thread begins to slow down due to lack of content). New green, drawings, etc. are highly encouraged during these times

also if any anons have a prompt or idea for a one shot please post it in the thread and I may write it later
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I want my r9klight
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>>27922895
We all do.
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>>27922875
Here goes a prompt:
>Twilight has to go in a top secret mission to recover her mojo.
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>>27922934
I had that picture on my old PC and posted it here
that PC is broken now so thank you for posting this Anon
you are a true Patriot

the first time I saw that I actually didn't notice snake
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>>27922895
Thanks for your input.
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>>27922971
The post you are emulating was actually: "Thank you for your input."
>>27922948
Me neither. I guess that camo was useful, after all.
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>>27922987
Actually I made the first post so I should know what I said.
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>>27923004
Well, it seems you don't.
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>>27923009
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/text/Thanks%20for%20your%20input/

Ctrl+F "Thanks for your input"
The original conversation starts 6th result and works its way up to 3 until hitting my post from this thread.
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>>27923038
Thanks for your input.
:^)
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>>27923053
u cheeky wanker
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>page 10
>no sciency eqg Twilight to go to church with
It hurts
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The corpse of NST rises again!

I miss you guys, wish I had the time or motivation to write more but life is kinda blogposty these days. I still think I'll finish Trainerlight someday but clearly not in a timely manner.
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>>27924888
Yay
I love you guys
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>>27924888
Wanna blogpost?
Wouldn't mind if you do
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>>27922875
>Jeff will never continue that RPlight green.
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Even if I say that you guys are cucks, I love you all.
I am also very drunk.
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>>27926211
well, that's not the picture i wanted to post but you guess the point.
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Moondancer is a whore.
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>>27926757
she is a whorse
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If you guys weren't into Lesbian NTR or overly hostile maybe more people would come back and Chronos would stop being such a ladyboi or jojo would get some damn chicken
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>>27927974
>jojo would get some damn chicken
literally what
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>>27927974
Where is the NTR in this general? I don't see any.
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>>27928041
I think he means cock.
Because JoJo likes chicken.
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>>27925138
Naaaaah, I'm no Eqg :^)
>>27927974
>Chronos would stop being a lady boy
You got me down to the bone m8, cheers to you for paying attention! I doubt the lesbian tones of this thread effect that though.
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>>27928112
Anon, you have to be blind not to see it.
This thread is more cucked than the Anons in the ''Marital Problems Thread''
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>>27928148
>implying liking a ship makes you a cuck
WeW
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>>27928148
>Writefag writes a story where Twilight likes girls
>This is somehow relatable to Twilight being in a relationship with Anon, only to be whisked away by her new lesbian lover
Two completely different ideas
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>>27928041
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>>27927974
>into lesbians
The pro-lesbian group is a vocal minority. Regard the IP count.
>hostile
Newfag.
>ladyboi
Tell us your kink because you clearly called him that because he didn't do it. :^)
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>>27928379
>he proves my point with this entire post
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>>27928166
>>27928182
Nah, wasn't talking about writefags boyo. They aren't into cucking unlike the anons they write for. Hell, Chronos even cucks his waifu to unhealty levels.
Liking a ship makes you a cuck if you waifu any of the characters involved in said ship.
Cucks.
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>>27928407
>Nah, wasn't talking about writefags boyo.
neither was I
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>>27928407
>Liking a ship makes you a cuck if you waifu any of the characters involved in said ship.
That's retarded though. You're retarded. Stop being retarded.
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>>27927974
>/nst/ opposed to straightshit
Obviously you've read none of the essential fics in this thread.
We're not opposed to straightshit. We're just opposed to creepy haremfics or "all the mares want Anon's cock for literally no reason at all" trash.

I'm going to assume that you're butthurt because people badmouthed your repeated attempts at tasteless Twilight rapefic multiple times. Try writing actually enticing story for once and people will accept it.
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>>27928407
>not shipping your fictional waifu with another grill in the same show
You're taking a horse cartoon for little girls a little too seriously there, brother.
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>>27928490
Whatever you say Andrew c.k
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>>27928533
Isten áldd meg a magyart, you motherfucker. Don't fucking use his name here.
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>>27928563
Oops. Not Andrew. I meant Louis
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>>27928602
Doesn't matter how he calls himself. He changed his pretty easy to read surname to a pseudo acronym just to be a special snowflake.

I bet he's a legit buzi.
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>S4Slight
This is nice school DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU
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>>27928476
>>27928512
I guess people don't like getting called out on their shitty fetishes.
Now, I am going to fap to traps and women with the bodies of a 12 year old boy, like the patrician I am.
Goodbye cucks.
I wanna say that I love this general, but I do think some of you are cucks.
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>>27928825
cucks for shipping a fictional character with another fictional character?
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>>27928825
links? plz?
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>>27928853
Look, little dudebro who waifus a literal cunt, if you feel that way you should go back to your little circlejerk on facebook.
How sad is the fact that this is the most active this thread has been since the thread 100? Fuck.
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>>27929026
You mean since two days ago when Jeff told us about the their Star Wars III recreation.
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>>27929026
except I dont waifu a cunt
and this isnt the most active thread since 100
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>>27928407
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>>27929185
Who's your waifu? I'll draw you chucking her Chronos
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>>27929195
anon stop acting retarded
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>>27929238
I draw you getting cucked by Twilight if you don't watch it buddy.
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>>27929195
>I'll draw you chucking her
>Chucking
It's Derpy.
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>>27929269
Oops I meant "Cucking". I'll draw you doing so with Twilight. Is that good? Don't worry. I know how you look IRL
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>>27929286
Mind if it's Moondancer? It's funnier to me that way because she's always for sexual in my NST stories.
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>>27929252
Cucking is actually my fetish when it's 2D girls.
Feel free to draw that.
I'm not paying for it though.
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>>27929301
why do I feel like you are false flagging
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>>27929305
I don't know what that means.
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>>27929138
lol that wasn't Jeff. It was just the random fucko that's in their OW group. The story would have been well written if it had been Jeff.

Expect it to be finished tomorrow because Jeff and co decided to run one D&D and two OW sessions in one weekend so we can try (emphasis try) to get off the damned boat. This Moondancer Waifu War is turning into Jeff's personal white whale. It even spilled over into our D&D group.
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>>27929324
You niggas need to be bullied family
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>>27929350
why
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>>27929350
Bullies tend to have a bad time when they're around me.
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>>27929138
>People here can't recognize writing styles
Wew.
>>27929416
>.webm related
>>27929144
You know what also isn't active?
Your wife's son.
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>>27929449
I don't know why my sentence would make you think of an old cheesy Bale movie titled after the similar looking ult of an edge lord from a video game.
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>>27929324
>It even spilled over into our D&D group.
>There's a dnd group
>Moondancer's also in it
gibe story, senpai
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>>27929449
>>People here can't recognize writing styles
I didn't read it actually. I just assumed it was him because he had posted a pastebin about another game long time ago. Sorry about that.
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>>27929503
This
I want to read it
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gay
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>>27929687
>>27929503
>The story of the Waifu who keeps getting away with it
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>>27929724
GIBE DE STORY, B0SSSSSS
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Chronos holds his derpy plush while cucking her erping with Jeff over moondancer
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Bored. Might draw. Leave your requests.
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>>27929833
Twilight cuck art pls
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>>27929848
Look man, I can barely draw women as it is. I could never pull off something with TWO women in one picture.
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>>27929810
Once upon a time there was a whorse who got away with stabbing Filipino traps unprovoked and got literally everyone but like 2 or 3 people to waifu her and acting like awkward beta virgin neckbears trying to win her over.
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>>27929833
Twilight riding Sapphire Savior's dick while Anon looks on aghast
>t-twilight???
>"u-unf~ nothing p-p-personnel--- ahh~ anon!"
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>>27929833
Jeff cucking IceMan with EQGWF or Chronos.
Have some reference.
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>>27929833
I've reconsidered. You all have horrible ideas. Please evaluate your life decisions.
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>>27929833
>>27929898
Oh, Jeff is the blonde guy in the middle, Chronos is the one at his right and EQGWF is the one at his left (Jeff's left).
IceMan is the one sitting with Chronos.
>>27929917
Pls.
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>>27929872
das some good salt, b0ss. Tastee
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>>27929898
Delivered
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>>27929898
Let's be real. The real writefag group is way uglier and pastier than those guys. Cringier also. I was there at the convention senpai
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>in only war right now
>all the PC's are getting naked
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>>27930208
I'm not sure I follow.
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>>27930174
I don't know why there's a sudden influx of SugarLight pics, but I like it

>>27930218
some of the writefags are doing that rp thing that was mentioned earlier
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>>27930208
thats not really happening
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>>27930237
What's that have to do with PCs getting naked?
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>>27930197
The cringiest one isn't even in the picture
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>>27930302
>>27930267

It's a locker room scene. We're hazing Starlight. We ended up drawing blood.
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>>27930330
I don't know what's going on
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>>27930337
>>27930337
Full storytime tomorrow. Sorry for "liveblogging", I just thought it was funny out of context
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>>27930368
I think it's time for me to go to bed.
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>>27930337
its some guy pretending to be part of OW
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>>27930399
>Pretending
Y-yeah... there's NO WAY that's a thing that was happening...
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>>27930197
I was there to, they all need to be about 15 pounds heavier at that.
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>>27930068
>"Anonymous."
"Gyaaaaahh!"
>Anon fumbles with the TwiPad, startled. He manages to lock the screen after a few failed attempts.

"Wh-what's up, Twilight? I was just—"
>"Give it here," commands Twilight, extending her hand. "I saw what you were looking at."
>Anon gulps, feeling a bit like a pervert caught with his hands in Twilight's panty drawer during one of her "I'm on my period" weeks.
>It was totally not his fault! A man's got his needs and—

>"Give it here," commands Twilight again, biting off each syllable this time.
>Anon looks at the stern expression on Twilight's face, and back at the now dimming TwiPad.
>And back at Twilight.
>Her expression hasn't softened one bit.

>Sighing, Anon extends his arms, offering the portable porno device to the raging she-demon.
"I-I was just, heh heh, you know, reading some news on—"
>"Quiet please," chides Twilight, flicking the device back on.
>An embarrassingly lewd picture of Trainer Moonie fills the lock screen.
>She stares at it for a moment, and then stares at Anon.
"I can explain the Moondancer picture."
>Twilight shakes her head.
>"Too many waifus *will* ruin your laifu someday, Anonymous."

>With remarkable precision, Twilight enters the 12-digit password without stopping.
>She then turns the glowing screen facing Anon.
>"Now, explain THIS."
>She's pointing at a picture that Anon had been staring at moments before.

>Anon's face glows dull-red with embarrassment.
>Despite the distinctively cartoonish artstyle, the picture leaves very little to the imagination.
>And as angry as she is, even Twilight is sweating visibly. Her cheeks are rosy with arousal.
>Anon groans and droops his head, more in an effort to come up with an excuse than from the embarrassment.
>"What. Is. This? Answer me, mister."
>Twilight points again at the explicit depiction of internet friendship.
>Anon tugs at his collar, trying desperate to hide the growing turgidity of his member.
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>>27930638
>Too many waifus *will* ruin your laifu
was that a reference or unintentional
also hey nohooves is here!
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>>27930652
I have read the dreaded fic

>>27930638
"It's.... It's a caricature."
>Twilight glares at Anon.
>"Caricature of WHAT, pray tell?"
>Shit.
"Uhh.... Leif Erikson colonizing Philippines while the pope is watching?"
>To no one's surprise, Twilight doesn't buy that excuse.

>"This... This is outrageously pornographic!"
>Twilight paces around the couch, tossing the TwiPad aside.
>"I mean, okay, I *can* understand the naked Moondancer with anal beads shaped like Pokeballs. I am kind of okay with the Indigo Zap pin-up posters—"
"Wait, how do you know about the Indie posters?"
>"Because you bought it using *my* credit card and then hung it up on the cockpit wall!"
>Oh, right.

>"But this. THIS???"
>Twilight picks up the TwiPad again, pointing again at the hopelessly decadent caricature of platonic friendship.
>She opens her mouth to speak, then notices Anon's blatantly erect member pitching a tent in his pants.
>She stares at it for a long minute, as though daring it to subside.
>Stupid, stupid boner.

>"Unbelievable," Twilight finally breaks the silence. "Of all the times to pop a boner..."
"I'm really sorry—"
>"No sex for a month."
"WHAT? Wait, this isn't fair—"
>"And I'm locking my panty drawer."
>Anon curls into a ball on the couch and whimpers.
>This is going to be a long month.

And that's it! Thanks for watching Equestria Girls: Random Greens short!
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>>27929833
Sunny and twi being comfy from boringlight story
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>>27930694
this
Twi and Sunny are really cute when they are comfy
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>>27699229

>Oh, you were so excited.
>A new lesson to learn--and all thanks to Discord.
>What to do pressed on your mind as you dressed yourself.
>How does one learn empathy?
>You thought you might go to the library to find some books on it.
>As you pulled out your library card, Discord’s voice rang in your mind.
>”You have to feel. External details can be deceiving.”
>Books--at least those you were thinking of at the time--happened to be non-feeling and consist solely of details.
>So, you put your library card away and reracked your reading clothes.
>What could somebody do to learn empathy? Empathize.
>You had to throw yourself into a horrible situation and try to understand the plight of everyone involved.
>The mall came to mind. It was a horrible, loud, busy place with smelly poor people and overweight police officers, sans the police.
>But you already had your feelings set in place about that whole subject, didn’t you? There was nothing you could do to change it about that situation, so it was useless to try and empathize with the mall goers.
>After that, you thought you might go to the zoo.
>Animal rights activists are always telling people to “think of the animals”.
>Spike was the only animal you ever cared about though, so that was a no go.
>”Where are we going, egghead?” asked your bodyguard as she entered.
>Her leather jacket squeaked as she leaned against the door.
>”Nowhere, I guess. Unless you’re a nudist now.”
“I’m trying to think of where we could go,” you replied.
>”Why?”
>You threw down a spotted minx fur coat in frustration of her ignorance.
“So I can learn how to empathize with people and repair my relationship with Dr. RedHeart. Isn’t it obvious?”
>”Yeah nah mate. All I see around here is some crumpled clothes and separated shoes.”
>She bent down and started to tidy up the mess.
“Don’t do that. It helps the creative flow.”
>”You’re crazy.”
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>>27930827

>Rainbow Dash looked around the room for a second before grabbing a short skirt and a long jacket.
“Really? The weather says this is supposed to be the coldest day in a decade.”
>She threw them at you, knocking your glasses off. Luckily they fell into a pile of jeans.
>”Get dressed. We’re going for a walk. I know just where to take you.”
“Where?”
>”Exactly where I’m thinking.”
“No, what place is it?”
>”It’s the place I’m thinking of. Hurry up.”

>You reluctantly dressed yourself.
>While you were upset she wouldn’t tell you where she had in mind, the mystery was also sort of exciting.
>She brought you out to the car, opened your door for you, closed it, and got into her own seat on the driver’s side.
>It kicked into motion and sped away from the safety of your mansion, bound for a strange new land.
>She drove by the mall. She drove by the library. She drove by the hospital, which to be honest, you would have done too.
>Then you got to downtown Canterlot.
>You figured she would be taking the pike out to another town, but she missed the turn.
>Clearly she wasn’t going east. Perhaps she wanted to get on the interstate and head west, you thought.
>She missed that turn too.
>Eventually, she pulled into some huge empty parking lot with enough cracks and holes that it would make the plot to the Dark Rook Rises look coherent.
>Then she threw the car into park, turned it off, and got out.
>Well, that couldn’t be right.
>There was no way she would want to show you downtown Canterlot, right?
>That was where all the poor people lived, not people who could help you learn empathy.
“Why are we stopped here?”
>”This is it.”
“That’s funny.”
>”I’m not joking. This is it.”
“You know, it’s quite cruel to play with me like this while I’m still trying to get the handle on humor.”
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>>27930827
and SeaUrchin is back too?
tonight is a good night
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>>27930839

>”I’m not playing with you, egghead. Jeez, for someone so smart, you’re slow on the draw sometimes.”
>You turned away from Rainbow Dash and looked out the window at the city.
>The once pristine red bricks were dark, covered in dirt and grime and god knows what else.
>The walls fortunate enough to avoid such filth seemed to have crumbled away years ago, leaving either holes in walls or holes in walls that had been boarded up.
>You opened the car door and got out.
>A horrendous smell threatened to knock you over when it hit.
>Your heels crushed the cold dirt beneath you as you gingerly walked away from the car.
>A sudden hand on your shoulder brought a fright to you, and you jumped, and instantly reached for a bottle of pepper spray in your pocket.
>”Chill, dude!” shouted Rainbow Dash.
>You breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a snarl.
“Not very wise, given our current location.”

>”Look, egghead. You see that over there?”
>She pointed off in the distance.
>You squinted, trying to get a better look at whatever it was.
>”It’s shut up and let’s go.”
>With a slap on your back prompting you, you begin to walk.
“I don’t like this.”
>”Yeah well I wanted to do some ollies off that ugly statue in your courtyard. Guess neither of us win today.”
>You replied with a grunt and left it at that, discontent to argue any further with the woman who would likely save your life on multiple occasions throughout the day.
>After five minutes, the parking lot was a long ways behind the two of you.
>You hadn’t been mugged yet, so that was a good sign.
>It was still unsettling, though, being around all those poor people.
>Poor people had no self control. They were aggressive and dirty and conniving and ill mannered and all sorts of nasty things.
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>>27930847

>You should know. Your father told you a lot about the poor people suffocating Canterlot.
>You also had some direct experience with the poor. Running the city of Canterlot taught you a lot about how leechy those people were.
“I don’t like this place.”
>”Nobody does.”
“I want to go home. The lesson is over.”
>”Oh, it’s only just starting, egghead!”
>Cold!
>Your jacket is torn away from you, leaving you shivering there in a short skirt and a button down.
“Rainbow Dash!”
>”Smell ya later!”
>You whipped around to try and yank your jacket back, but she was already half a block away.
>A gust of icy wind ripped across your flesh.
>Your knees buckled together, closing the gap your skirt left.
“Get back here! Rainbow Dash, you jerk!”
>She was a blue dot on the horizon when it all went blurry.
>You brought a hand up to your eyes and wiped away a tear.
“You big jerk,” you mumbled.
>Another gale forced your arms to your sides.
>You hugged yourself tightly in an effort to conserve heat.
>Great. Now what?
>You looked around nervously. Around any corner, there could have been someone waiting to pounce on you.
>Take advantage of you.
>You were fragile. Small. Weak.
>Alone.

>You started down the street back to your car.
>Staying on the edge of the sidewalk was top priority. You didn’t want to be anywhere near the plethora of drug valleys between those rundown buildings.
>On the bright side, it was still morning, so you could see relatively clearly into the alleyways.
>Nobody looked like they were ready to rape you.
>You breathed a sigh of relief as the empty parking lot came into view.
>All you had to do was find your car and then realize your car wasn’t there anymore.
>Where was your car?
>Oh no.
>No, no, no.
“Rainbow Dash! You’re fired!”
>Your eyes angrily scanned the area for something to destroy.
>Aha, a tin can.
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>>27930856

>You marched over to it, intent to kick it half way to kingdom come, but tripped on it instead.
>The pavement slammed against your tailbone when you fell down, sending waves of pain through your bottom.
>On the bright side, the pain warmed you up a bit.
>After a minute of sitting there with your body contorted in pain, you eased up enough to start moving again.
>Well, you knew the way back home. You could walk there.
>As you stood up, another brisk wind rushed by.
>It set your hairs on end and knocked the glasses right off your face.
>You could hear a little crack when they hit the ground.
>A sense of dread filled you as you dropped down and frantically felt around for your eyes.
>Your fingertips brushed against the frigid plastic and brought the pair back up to your eyes.
>Vision returned to you...mostly.
>The left lense had three large cracks starting in the bottom corner that ran the span of it.
>Well, on the bright side, you had four lenses now.
>And that was good because you could...
“Oh, who am I kidding?”
>You hung your head and began walking.
>It was a long way back home.

>Your jaw stiffened up after about five minutes.
>You curled your lips, trying to bring some flexibility back to it.
>Trying to control your mouth brought attention to how violently your teeth were chattering.
>It became painfully obvious to you that you wouldn’t make it home in your condition.
>You needed something warm. A jacket. A heavy blanket.
>Hell, you would have settled for some stockings at that point.
>Anything to help against the cold.
>Craning your neck, you looked for some nice clothes you could put on.
>The closest thing you found was a tattered wool jacket lying in a pile of wet leaves.
>You picked it up. It lifted like a sheet of cardboard it was so stiff.
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>>27930872

“Right. I guess clothing is off the table.”
>The next best thing was finding a warm place to rest for a while before the feeling returned to your fingers and you could head out again.
>Now, that wouldn’t have been so hard if your criteria was a little looser.
>There were plenty of alleys around, and even more boarded up buildings with the flickering lights of fires inside them.
>The thing is, they were all full of people.
>Poor people from downtown Canterlot were not what you wanted to interact with.
>You resolved to tough it out until a nice private room became available.
>Until that point, some pleasant conversation was welcomed.
“If I killed myself, they’d have to move my body deep enough below the surface that the heat from the mantle would keep me warm. Although that wouldn’t really help me too much all things considered. If I killed somebody else, I could crawl in with them and enjoy warmth that way. Or maybe I could just dig the hole myself. Yeah, I’ll build a shovel and dig right through all this hard concrete and frozen dirt. Great idea, you idiot.”

>You sighed, then instantly cursed at yourself for wasting that precious hot breath on the air instead of your hands.
>Bringing your arms up from your side, you cupped them in front of your mouth and exhaled.
>You rubbed the heat into them and brought them back to your sides where they could keep your chest warm.
>At some point, you looked down at your watch.
>It was probably noon, but it could have been 1:00. Hell, could have been 3:00 for all you knew.
>Time seemed to flow one hundred times slower every minute you spent out there. Eventually, it just gets too difficult to keep track of.
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>>27930878

“Hey, I know that sign,” you said, coming up to the giant green billboard indicating you’d be under the Canterlot Pass bridge in about half of a mile.
>Well, you said something close enough to that, at least.
>The chittering sounds you made with your teeth could form those words if run through a speech analyzer.
>One half of a mile.
>You could do that. That was perfectly doable.
>Underneath it there was sure to be some protection from the cold.
>Some dark crevice you could climb into and curl up in.
>Some...something.
>You could walk there and warm up, and then keep on on your way home.
>You could do that.
>You just needed to rest.
>Slowly, you made your way over to the stone steps of a fairly large apartment building.
>The door was large. It survived its years of neglect fairly well.
>On it was a golden plaque with “Canterlot Gardens” engraved in it.

>You heard stories about it when you were a little girl.
>Your old principal, Celestia, used to live there. She said it had over two thousand apartments.
>You ran the numbers on those front steps.
>There was a .007% chance that every room was filled.
>With probability figures like those, who needs friends?
>No? Not funny?
>With a grumble, you pushed the door open with your baby blue hands and walked in.
>It was at least three degrees warmer inside than out there, so that was a plus.
>The average homeless person would want to grab whatever room they could as quickly as they could, which meant the first few floors would most likely be full and not worth your time.
>That, along with the fact that heat rises, meant your destination was up.
>Seven floors should do the trick, you thought.
>Now, what actually happened was you made it halfway up the first flight before the energy left your legs.
>You sat down and curled up in a ball, shivering more than a leaf on the autumn wind.
>By the way, fuck autumn.
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>>27930893

And you know what else you should fuck? Character limits. I'm just trying to post a fucking story and every god damn time I paste the chunk it's "hurr ur a tousend characrs over the limit pls kill yourself". I couldn't even fit my end-of-update-message in that post. What a load of crap. And while we're at it. Fuck this captcha. I clicked all your storefronts, mother fucker. I clicked them and you gave me the green check mark. Don't fucking tell me I mistyped the captcha and have to do it all over again. Meme magic my ass. I blame moot.

Oh and uh, updated pastebin I guess. http://pastebin.com/dCjhbyLK
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>>27931087
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>>27931129
FREEDOM is magic
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>>27930905
Its okay, su. Try splitting it beforehand! Wordcounters can count characters!
Thanks for the update, I'll have to check it on the morrow
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>>27924390
That does sound nice
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>>27929286
>>27929295
>Wait all night for art.
>Wake up in the morning
>Still no art.
Either I've been ruse cruised or they're actually putting some love into this! Either way I'll check in occasionally to see if Drawfriend delivers.
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>>27930068
>jeff cucking iceman with eqgwf
Thank you, familia, 11/10.
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>>27932422
Pretty sure it will a ruse cruise
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>>27932808
Well, I have been thoroughly rused. I was actually looking forward to it too :'^).
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>>27930827
I really like this Twilight.
>>27930839
>with enough cracks and holes that it would make the plot to the Dark Rook Rises look coherent.
Exactly. Like, how the hell did Bruce got back to Gotham in less than 10 hours?
Why was the actress playing Talia so bad?
Was he a big guy for me or the pain would be extreme for me?
>>27930856
What a dick move from RD, m8. I meant, I see what she is trying to do but it's still a dick move.
>>27930893
Great update.
Fun fact: It's fucking freezing outside in my country.
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>>27931129
WHERE ARE THE GUNS???
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>>27929833
Twilight trying to get Sunset into lingerie for Anon
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>>27928394
?
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>>27933434
Cute but it fills me with a deep confusion as I've forgotten so much mathematics I can't tell if that stuff actually works out.
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>>27933457
I ship them
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>>27933457
I don't think it actually works out. The first line states that the first derivative of a function, squared, plus a constant, all divided by the function, squared, is equal to some series of constants (unless the function is a(p), which makes no sense). Equations like that generally aren't solvable analytically; i.e., there isn't an exact solution, only a very close approximation. Then the second line says the second derivative of the function divided by the function is also equal to some series of constants. The inclusion of the capital G and c squared makes me think it's something related to relativistic mechanics, but it's missing the tensors for general relativity. So, I think it's just something the artist made up.
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>>27934570
Doesn't a capital G mean you're talking about planetary masses?
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>>27934604
Yes, it's the gravitational constant.
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>>27934570
Or, we can follow the comments and see where they take us.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friedmann_equations#Equations

The equation was badly copied though.
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>>27934703
Yeah, they wrote the capital Λ as an A, the fucking retard. That's what threw me off from relativity. Neato.
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>>27934901
i fucking love ponut joe
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Meme magic has created Trumplight
https://twitter.com/CNN/status/755475545048096768?s=09
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>>27934901
boobie mark
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>>27936106
what's with her hands ?
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>>27926211
Nice pic
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>>27935159
But that's fucking wrong. Plagiarism implies that she says the same exact words that's not what she did.
Man, CNN is fucking retarded.
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Look at what I found.
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>>27936354
They arent wrong
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>>27936529
Well, yes, like 90% of /mlp/ are Trumpfags but that's not the point of the screenshot.
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>>27936156
She is cold and she has mummy fingers.
There is also guy who has just one hand behind her.
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>>27930638
>>27930689
>One anon delivers my request.
>nohooves makes a short oneshot about it.
Best day ever.
When I get some money I will put it on a frame.
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>>27933434
>>27933457
>>27934570
>"Damn it Pony Me, It's the problem right there. Between the boosters and the gravity of your sun the velocity of the payload will become so great that space and time will become smeared together and everything will distort. Everything will be unquantifiable."

>"You might as well ask Princess Celestia to pee in your mouth for all the scientific value it would have."
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>>27937588
Bless you!
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Guess which story this is for
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>>27938214
BBSA?
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>>27938255
Sick dubs man.
Also correct.
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>>27930638
I like that reference to that story.
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I miss real Moondancer hours.
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>>27938300
>tfw cant do real nigga hours since you got a job
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>>27938272
Fucking hyped, m8.
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>>27938370
I ship Ciri with Twilight
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>>27937049
That's my fetish.
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>>27938570
I shiggy diggy
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>>27938214
>Shiney's thousand yard glare
>Bulk Dual Wielding machine guns

Hot Damn!

It's hard to believe I keep getting sick fan art like this after so long, thank you Anon. This made my night!

Also can't help but notice how Shiney's jacket looks like one Gilda might wear. I like it!

>>27938300
Those were good nights
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In Stellaris, there's an in-game event that lets you kidnap scientists from pre-FTL civilizations in your sphere of influence.

I've always thought it was an amusing concept. How does a spacefaring civilization *know* who to kidnap, and how? Are they constantly monitoring brain activities of individuals and then sending in UFOs to grab them against their will?

Once kidnapped, wouldn't they miss their old family members or loved ones? Do they ever get to say goodbye?

Maybe a civilization large and heartless enough (such as HST) would be perfectly willing to nab up geniuses. Maybe even willing to conn them into leaving their home on their own volition with lofty promises.

This green is loosely based on that concept.
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>>27938824
"Th-this can't be."
>Twilight whispers to herself, her eyes wide with disbelief.
>Before her, a deceivingly simple device crackled and buzzed with sounds that resembled waves crashing into the beach, only continuously.
>The noisy portion of the experiment wasn't a surprise.
>After all, plenty of Twilight's experiments were noisy — explosive powders, lightning without clouds, funny-smelling air that exploded when lit…
>But to think that a mere slice of an insignificant but oddly-shaped metal could make sounds out of thin air!

>The idea had come out of nowhere, as though whispered to Twilight by an unknown muse.
>Take some copper wires, wrap them as such—
>Twilight finds herself tracing the design in the air with her finger. It's all so vivid to her.
>—some pieces of those strange stones here and there—

>Twilight stops.
>Just *where* had that idea come from, anyway?
>Was it in her dream? During her studies?
>She looks down at the spools and spools of copper wires, all commissioned out of her pocket to a local blacksmith.
>Who gave her the idea to make strings out of metal?

>"[Hello?]"
"GAHHH!"
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>>27938848

>Twilight jolts up and gazes around her tiny cottage.
>No one.
"Is… Is it you again, Sweetie Belle? I do not have time for these pranks, missy—"
>"[Hello? Is this thing on?]"
>Twilight looks out the window, looking for Sweetie Belle or any of her trio of troublemakers.
>"[Hey, if you can hear me, it's your trinket talking.]"
>Twilight freezes, turning around slowly.
>A ghost? Is her invention haunted?
>Maybe Lord Trenderhoof was right. This "science" nonsense was nothing but heresy and she ought to have stopped long ago.
>A high-pitches whistle squeaks out of the device, only to fall in pitch rapidly.
>"[I'm not getting anything back. Maybe she's deaf or doesn't know how to turn the volume up.]"
>Twilight draws her flintlock with a shaky hand.
"If y-y-y-you're a demon, I suggest you l-l-leave me alone!"
>The tip of her flintlock wobbles as she struggles to stay calm.
>She wipes her forehead with her free arm, approaching the device slowly.
"I-I know Lord Trenderhoof personally! H-he commands a legion of powerful sorc—"
>"[Hello? I just heard something in the background. If you can hear me, please speak into the cone-shaped probe thing so I can hear you.]"

>Twilight's aim wavers for a moment.
>A demon or any of satan's lackeys wouldn't be so eager to talk, right?
>They would've possessed her already if they wanted to, or…
>…Maybe the possession part of the deal comes later?
>It's been a while since Twilight had read the Holy Book.

>Well, it wouldn't hurt to converse a little with this mysterious being, right?
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>>27938868
Oh man
>strange dreams compelling you to assemble objects into strange patterns
>voices come out of it
>It's actually sci-fi aliens communicating with lesser beings

Lovecraftian as shit
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>>27938868
>Her flintlock still aimed at the device, she extends her other arm towards the cone-thing.
>With the rest of her body kept as far as possible from the device, she snatches up the thing and examines it at arm's length.
>It's the same old device she spent past few months on.
>Hesitantly, she brings the cone closer to her thin, lavender lips.
>She clears her throat.
"H-hello?"

>"[Finally,]" the device croaks with what sounds like a sigh. "[Hey, uh, greetings!]"
>Unsure how to respond, Twilight stutters.
"I— uhhhm…"
>"[It's okay, take it easy,]" responds the device. "[I know this is strange and rather upsetting for you, but I'm here to help.]"
"A-alright…"
>"[Just breathe easy,]" says the device in a pleasant alto. "[It's going to be alright, Twi.]"
>How did she know my name, wonders Twilight.
>It takes Twilight a moment before she breaks out of her stupor.
"Wh-who are you? Are you a demon?"
>"[My name's Sunset. And well, I guess you could say that I *used* to be a demon…]"
"O-oh. I see."
>"[Yeah. It's complicated. Regardless, my past is not today. It's all behind me now.]"
>Twilight fidgets.

"So, you're not a demon? You're not here to steal my soul? Possess me in the name of Lucifer?"
>The disembodied voice lets out a charming chuckle.
>"[Hahaha… No, Twilight. And I don't even know what that last one is supposed to be.]"
>Twilight lets out a nervous laugh.
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>>27938848
Is this a Tesla reference?
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>>27938940
>"[Hey, listen. You built this device from a blueprint that just popped into your head out of nowhere, right? Can't remember how you learned it, had to build materials from scratch, all that jazz?]"
"Wh-what's jazz?"
>"[It's— nevermind. Plans out of nowhere, strange components you've never built before, yes or no?]"
>Twilight tries to think.
>Thin metal wires, cone-shaped probe thing, cylinders with wires wrapped around it thousands of times—
"Y-yes. I suppose so."

>The disembodied voice — Sunset — clears her voice.
>"[Let me properly introduce myself. I am Sunset Shimmer, and I'm a field agent of Twilight Emancipation Agency.]"
>Twilight raises her eyebrow, unsure how to respond.
"Oh. Okay?"
>"[The agency specializes in "liberating" less privileged Twilights from their toxic environment,]" continues Sunset, with practiced speed and intonation. "[We've scattered countless thought-transfer beacons tuned to a specific frequency designed to be picked up by Twilights not already under the influence of High Society of Twilights.]"
>Twilight pinches her thigh, wondering if she'd gone mad or merely having a terrible dream.

>"[So,]" Sunset breathes harshly, having finished her well-practiced recitation. "[Any questions?]"
"Yeah."
>"[Okay, shoot.]"
"What in the world is 'High Society of Twilights,' and why is my name on it?"
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>>27938983
>After an hour of explanations and inquiries, Twilight sits back in her wooden chair.
>She feels less flabbergasted than before, and yet…
>Multiple Twilights? Across countless stars?
>Shimmigrants?
>Orgy Planet?
>Twilight blushes furiously at the last part.
"So you're telling me that I've been chosen because—"
>"[Not chosen,]" Sunset chimes in, the crackle of radio doing little to hide her not-quite-singsong pleasant alto.
"Right, sorry. Fell within the filter's threshold, whatever that means."
>"[I know it's really hard to take in all at once, but everything will become clear in due time.]"

>Twilight curls up in her chair, hugging her knees.
>"[You don't sound excited,]" observes Sunset, her voice full of concern.
>Twilight sighs.
"It's just so sudden, you know? I mean, His Highness isn't exactly an accommodating person, but I've got a pretty decent set-up here. I get to do all the science and mathematics I want for a small stipend, in exchange for…"
>She idly rubs at the massive jewel-encrusted gold engagement resting on her finger.
"…Well, not everything is perfect, I admit."

>"[The HST can offer you much more than a small cottage and a paltry stipend,]" chides Sunset, her optimism sounding too forced and to-the-script. "[And let's face it. Letting you continue your studies in exchange for your hand in marriage is a little…]"
>Sunset trails off, letting the radio static fill in the void.
"I know, it's not ideal."
>"[It's despicable,]" Sunset cuts in with fire in her voice.
>Twilight lets out a squeak, taken aback by the sudden passion in the disembodied voice.
"It's r-r-eally not that bad—"
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>>27939038
>"[Twilight, listen,]" Sunset interrupts.
>Twilight freezes, her jaw clenching shut.
>"[I'm going to be honest with you. These people in HST, they… They treat me horribly. Quite frankly, a lot of the Twilights are just terrible people.]"
>For a brief moment, Sunset lets her guard down. Her voice flutters audibly.
>"[But for a majority of Twilights, life is good. They live happily, fulfilling their desire for science. Dating Anons. Dating… other girls, sometimes—"
"Anons?"
>Twilight's mind wanders to a handsome and enigmatic knight in His Majesty's court.
>"[Yeah, Anons. Twilights aren't the only ones with multi-dimensional copies of themselves.]"
"I-I see…"
>Twilight blushes furiously.

>"[The point is, Twilight, you'd have a much better existence with us here in HST.]"
>"[And even if it means you get to turn into *another* one of them, the mean and spiteful ones…]"
>Sunset recollects herself, regaining some of her chipper attitude.
>"[I'd rather see you happy. For your own sake.]"
>Twilight lights the lamp next to her. It's getting dark.
>Silence hangs thick for a moment.
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>>27939133
>"[So, what will it be?]"
>Twilight glances around at her science-y things around the cottage. Beakers, flasks, test tubes. Burners.
"It… It does sound rather enticing."
>Stacks of math equations, theorems in various states of proof.
>"[Will you come with us, then?]"
>Twilight pulls the engagement ring from her finger, setting it down on the table with a dull knock.
"Yes. But not until tomorrow. I want to say goodbye to a few people first."
>Sunset pauses for a moment.
>"[You know, if this Lord Trenderhoof is as bad as I imagine him to be, he won't like the news one bit.]"
"I know. He's always moping in his throne room anyway, but I'll be careful."
>"[Please do. I worry for you, Twilight.]"
"Th-thanks…"

>They sit in silence for a few minutes.
"Sunset."
>"[Yeah?]"
"If you hate the HST so much, then why are you still working for them?"
>Sunset lets out a sad chuckle.
>"[Because, despite all the differences and flaws Twilights have, they always remind me of my special someo—]"
>Sunset stops.
"Can't help but what?"
>"[I've said too much,]" Sunset mutters. "[Goodnight, Twilight.]"
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>>27939171
The next day:

>The morning starts off for Twilight like any other morning.
>Well, except for the constant wave-crashing noise emitted by the device she's been talking to well into the wee-hours of the night.
>Twilight stares at the device for a while, chewing slowly on a piece of stale bread.
>The device keeps screeching nonchalantly.

"So. It was not a dream, after all."
>Could she really just leave it all behind, after so many years?
>She thought of her friends in Lord Trenderhoof's court.
>Moondancer, Minuette, Lemon Hearts, Twinkleshine, Flash Sentry—
>Sir Anonymous.
>Twilight feels her heart sink a little.
>Sunset *did* say there were multiple Anons…
>But none of them would come close to Sir Anonymous.
>Handsome, strong, chivalrous, so gentle.

>Maybe today, she'd tell him.
>Confess her feelings for the knight.
>Maybe even share an intimate moment, just for once.

>Twilight sits in front of her modest vanity, readying herself in the mirror.
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>>27939193
>On the way to Lord Trenderhoof's castle, Twilight runs into Flash Sentry, her childhood friend.
>"Well well well," Flash grins, gently nudging his mount toward Twilight. "If it isn't our Fair Virgin Lady Kissless."
>Twilight smiles at the jab, returning something of her own to the blue-haired playboy.
"Aren't you thirty years too old for childish jokes? Or have you finally stooped to the age level of your new trophy wife?"
>Flash Sentry lays his hands over his heart, feigning hurt.
>"Oh, again with the age difference jokes! At least I have a lover to call my own!"
>They both share a chuckle.
"How do you do, Flash Sentry?"
>Flash shrugs, his leather saddle creaking with movement.
>"Eh, could be worse. Just came back from taking the recruits out for a morning ride. They're not bad, but some of them still can't saddle a horse without choking it to death."
>He tilts his head sideways, looking at Twilight.
>"Hey hey, you're done up nice and tidy. Going somewhere?"
"I'm headed to the castle. I need to see some people before…"
>Twilight trails off.
>"Before what?"
>Twilight hesitates.
"It's complicated."

>Flash sighs.
>"With you, it always is."
>He extends his arm, helping Twilight up to a spot on the saddle behind him.
"Thanks, Flash."
>"No problem, Lady Kissless."
>Flash winks.
>Twilight slaps him on the shoulder, but not too hard.
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>>27939220
>The ride is uneventful but chatty, both sharing court gossip and family matters.
>Flash Sentry, being the more active one in the court given his role as a senior trainer of the guard, did most of the talking.
>As they draw nearer to the castle entrance, Flash's story wraps up conveniently with the kind of joke only he himself found amusing.
>"…And then Miss Pie *actually* stepped forward and said "Oatmeal" Are you crazy?" out loud. Can you believe that?"
>Flash laughs heartily.
>Twilight smiles, tightening her grip around his waist.
>She's going to miss Flash badly.

"Flash."
>"Hmm?"
>Twilight leans forward, resting her chin on Flash's shoulder.
"I may be leaving on a journey today."
>"Ah."
>Flash stays silent, mulling over her words.
>"So, is this why you've been glum the whole ride here?"
"Kind of."
>Flash's faithful steed pays no mind, rhythmically tapping its hooves on the cobblestone road in a pleasant clik-clok.

>"And you aren't coming back," Flash observes.
>Twilight says nothing.
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>>27939244
>"I understand that Trenderhoof is not the noblest of man in the realm, but must you leave again? You know he'll catch you in no time, and he won't be as forgiving as last time."
>Flash pulls on the reins, slowing his mount to a stop.
"It's complicated, Flash. I can't explain."
>Flash sighs, dismounting with practiced ease.
>"You always were a complicated woman," mutters Flash.
"I know. Always getting into troubles."
>He kneels, forming a stepladder for Twilight to dismount off of.
"And you. You're way too chivalrous to be boning that young broad of yours."
>"What can I say darling, I've got my own vices."

>As Twilight hits solid ground, Flash rises back on his feet.
>"Will I ever see you again?"
>Twilight stares away, avoiding his piercing eyes.
"Maybe. I don't know."
>Flash nods grimly.
>"Very well. Farewell, my friend, and best of luck to your future endeavors."
>He puts his hand out for a shake.
>Twilight, having none of it, pushes it aside and goes for a hug.
"Goodbye Flash," says Twilight, choking back tears. "I'll miss you so much."
>Flash embraces her, whispering.
>"I'll miss you too. Be safe, Twi."

>A hooded, green figure looks on at the childhood friends wrapped in embrace from a window, then slinks back into the shadows.
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>>27939249
That's it for today.

A non-shit Flash Sentry? What is this bizarro world?

Who the heck was the green dude, stalking around and creeping on friends sharing an emotional hug?

Does this green have any lewd dykeshit in it?

All shall be answered unsatisfactorily on the next update. Thanks for reading!
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>>27939287
>Does this green have any lewd dykeshit in it?
please be yes
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>>27939171
Shit, you made me feel something for a shimmigrant. Props to you.
>>27939220
REEEEEEEEeeeeeeee - Wait, he is a nice guy. Okay then.
>>27939244
To be fair, I did loved Flash in Alt SciTwi, he was a goofball.
>>27939249
What a bro.
>>27939287
I rate this green nohooves/10.
Glad you are back fampai.
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>>27939331
Also, yes, that webm is fucking bullshit.
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>>27939287
This is already beginning to pull at my heartstrings

Nice work mate
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>>27939287
I wonder if Lulamoon was burned alive. I hope not.
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>there are people on this board RIGHT NOW who reject equestria girls because muh hooves
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>>27940206
tbqh is mostly just kids who watch mlp thread simulator
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So are you guys #TeamFlash or #TeamTimber?
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>>27940754
I'm #teamhotlead
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I have a crossover-ish story using the prompt with Twiggs. But it's not lesbian
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>>27940865
Why does everyone think /nst/ is pure dykeshit? If you have a story, post it. It's not like there's much going on anyway.
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>>27940865
gibe de story, b0ss

>>27940878
memes
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>>27940712
Not sure if lewd or not
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>>27939529
The moment I read your comment all I could think of was in that general setting she would totally invent Greek Fire on accident while trying to out science Twi and then the results of said accident.
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>>27940754
better the devil you know than the devil you don't.
#TeamFlash #GladForBrad #Flashlight
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>>27941803
this is exactly how pro-gay legislation was beaten through, in the light of nambla
no flash, but rather flash than dyke bullshit, then again it's a no, so it's a no for everything
this is literal cuckoldery when someone discusses who their waifu should rather be with
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>>27940754
Scilight dislikes Flash (or at the very least, she just doesn't thinks he exists).
Timber is surely going to be the Big Bad in the movie.
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>>27922875
Prompt:
>Twilight is a chef and has a lot of fights with "foodies" (retards who don't know shit).
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Jeff give the boringlight
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>>27943780
As much as I want to punch her face, she is too cute.
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>>27943838
I was going to say
>why would you want to punch her
but then I remembered boringlight
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>>27943907
Nah, I just dislike Twilight 0.5, that's all.
It's Sunset's fault for blowing things too out proportion and for being a lesbian horse. She is surely making Coco eat her snatch as we speak.
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>>27940878
Well you guys promote it constantly. Is it surprising people believe what you constantly say?
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>>27943993
we promote it because its good
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>>27943993
It's a sick meme, man. Just like the cuck thread (Marital Problems) it isn't about cucking, in fact, no one there enjoys that shitty fetish and the two greens that were about cucking got hate and brought extreme asshurt, but they are still known as the cuck thread.
Now this general and it's anons are pretty cuckish sometimes.
:^)
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>>27944152
Marital thread? I thought this was the cuck thread honestly
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>>27944187
Nah, that's a meme I started some weeks ago.
Marital Problems Thread has been called "cuck general" and "cuck thread" since the beginning.
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>>27922875
Prompt:
>Twilight goes to the hospital and there she gets the news that she has ass cancer and that she has 72 hours to live. Feels happen.
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Just finished act 2 of BBSA.

Is...is that it?
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>>27944474
http://pastebin.com/Xkz53AH7
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>>27944527
Ok thats nice and all but...what?
That can't be it.
What's Sugardowner's story?
What's up with that demon?
Why are the changelings after Shining?
What was Nightlight going to say?
What's the deal with Shining and Cadence?
And now I have Treehugger to worry about too?
This can't be it.
I need more.
I've injected the second act into my blood stream.
I'm having withdrawals.
BBSA, don't do this to me.
I need my fix.
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>>27944474
this>>27944527
Was a short special I wrote for the 100th /nst/ thread set not too long after the end of Act II.

Seeing as you just read up on a bunch of it, I'd love to hear your thoughts on the story!

there will be a Final Act
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#TeamTimber
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>>27944748
Oh er, I guess there's the answer to my question!

I'm thrilled to hear you liked it so much! I can't really answer most of those questions without spoiling much, but I will say the Changelings weren't at all happy to lose their queen

>what's the deal with Shining and Cadence?

Their relationship has seen better days... and it remains to be seen whether it will survive through all the insanity in their lives.

But yes, I never intended the story to just end there. I do plan on writing a third and final act to the story at some point, and truth be told I already have a little bit of it written, but I'm honestly not able to write as much as I used to these days. As much as I would like to, I don't know if I can commit to writing the next part of the story just yet. I love this story a lot and I would like to give it the attention I think it deserves, and I'm hoping maybe some time soon I can.>>27944861


What did you think about the reveal that NightLight was the Hitman who killed Indigo's dad?
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>>27944898
I am sorry I havent read BBSA so I dont even have a reaction to it
>>27944748 must have left
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>>27944946
Oh no that's fine, I kind of accidentally linked to your post I guess

It's a pretty Twiley
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>>27944751
I should start off by saying I love it. What a wild ride. I love me a stoic. Stories about men facing impossible odds to defend the ones they love always get me going. I'm also a sucker for big, epic fight scenes. That said, I think the fight scenes are one of the departments you're lacking in. The story has two distinct sections: pre amulet, which we'll call PRA, and post amulet, which we'll call POA. PRA Shining always seems to be very on edge before a fight. The big bad of whatever scene it is throws the first punch. Shining responds by firing a few shots, then promptly gets his ass handed to him in some brutal way. Then he finds the strength within to fuck the other guy up. This is with exception to the hospital fight where it is a pure shootout. The POA fight scenes seem to go in the same manner, except the beating he takes and gives is even more exaggerated, like in his last fight with the changeling. I also find POA Shining's trust in people a bit surprising. I mean, he's just so willing to tell people things. I know it was a turning point in his character to not keep secrets, but some of those aren't his to share, such as when he told AJ about Nightlight's old job. Lastly, I'll say that PRA eased into the action, where as POA was nearly all action. That's good, because you always want to give your reader a break from excitement, lest they become accustomed to it and then everything begins to seem more dull. If I were to make a suggestion, I'd say start Act III off slow to give us that breath from POA and Intermission.

>>27944898
That was a great reveal. It's what plot twists are supposed to be but never are. Writers these days will just TWIST MY SHIT UP without putting any thought into it. This one clearly had effort put into it. Looking back, I can see the pieces fall into place. I don't know if you had that planned all along or if I'm English Teachering it up, but whatever you did, it certainly works with the story you had previously written.
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>>27945000

I'm very happy you've enjoyed it so much! Writing the story was incredibly fun for me and I'm glad to see others got about as big a kick out of it as I did.

>Stories about men facing impossible odds to defend the ones they love always get me going

I'm really the same way. I think when I first started writing all of this was around a time when I was reading R9klight and StalkerLight and RfO and all of that and I found myself yearning to see a story just like that.

>I'm also a sucker for big, epic fight scenes. That said, I think the fight scenes are one of the departments you're lacking in.

I too am a sucker for that. Writing that hospital shootout was something I was particularly proud of. If you have any suggestions for how I could improve on writing fight scenes though I'd appreciate it.

I will definitely keep your suggestion for Act III in mind though. I hope to maybe combine a bit of what I felt was the best of both act I and II together for the final act
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>>27945000
Also happy to hear you loved the Reveal. I personally really get a kick out of surprising my readers, and I was planning that one with Nightlight for a long while. Was really sweet when I got to finally deliver it.

I do remember one Anon who actually did guess it was him a long while back. If that Anon is still around then congrats to you dude. As far as I know, you were the only one who saw it coming.
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>>27945210
>I was planning that one with Nightlight for a long while
That's what I like to do with my stories. Plan one central plot twist, surrounded by a few smaller events, and build the story from there.
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>>27944828
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>>27944828
you know thats a edit right?
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>>27945614
I was just going to say, in this day and age I would be surprised if they let a male camp leader be alone with even a male camper.
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>>27946258
it looks like someone cut off their noses
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>>27946272
I bet you fap to Gal Gadot every day, don't you?
I bet you think of her jew nose rubbing your foreskin everyday while you cum. You jew nose loving fuck.
I bet pic related is (You). Go suck Soros's dick.
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>>27946272
Now they don't know.
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>>27946757
Is she british?
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>>27946797
What makes you say that, nonnie?
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>>27947083
Im not >>27946797
but I assume he meant the teeth
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>>27936106

FINALLY. Someone else who knows the fanfic Fractured Sunlight exists, having some of the art from it.

At least I hope you do, Anon.
Have you read it?

Has anyone else in this thread read it?
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>>27947167
its not that good of a story
we have even discussed that its bad
but the art is great
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>>27947199

Oooooh, really? When did this happen?
I'm honestly curious, I think it's one of the best things ever.
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>>27947167
>>27947220

I read it. Some of it. I loved the premise. I swear, I loved it; an exploration into the life of human Sunset Shimmer, and a possible relationship between her and human Twilight. It was set up to do so well...
But it was bad. So bad. The entire thing fell on its face after a few chapters and I couldn't read any more of it. I'm not angry, I'm just really disappointed. ^:c
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>>27947220
I think it was in the early 100 threads I dont remember so check the archives
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>>27945277
It sounds like a good way to approach writing.

I have at least one last big surprise in store for the last act that I'm looking forward to showing. May not be as big a shock as the Hitman reveal but I'm looking forward to it!
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And here's to finally catching up with BBSA.
>tfw you fuck up on the layering and cant make the heads transparent
Whoops
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>>27947083
It's the teeth.
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>>27947246
>Scroll up on my phone
>See your pic.
>It was the Jack Black one with the "STOP" text.
>Reply to a (You).
>Start reading the newer posts.
>Get to your post again.
>It's an edited version of the pic.
3spooky5mewhowasphone.png
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>>27947401
Anon, that's amazing!
It looks like it could be the cover of a story or something someone would have commissioned.

I love the sheer anger in Shiney's blood splattered eyes and the smug look that Indy is manically giving him.
She looks like she's ready to rock while he looks like he's completely and utterly DONE.

Also dig the Full Moon background and the dark outlines around their bodies, Indy's underboob was brought to my attention by a friend and can't help but remember that this all went down around Halloween time. Very cool I'm concept, and really captures that final scene so well.
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>>27947704
Oh and JC gave me a really neat suggestion Anon.

Would it be cool if i took these pictures you've drawn, put them on Imgur and insert them into the pastebins? If you had an art handle or something then I'd love to credit you in the pastebins as well! I enjoy this art that's popped up so much that I'd really like to see something done with it all
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>>27947401
DINDU

NUFFIN

MERELY POSSESSED
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>>27947914
What possessed her to commit such terrible acts? It was nice to see Shining Armor being depicted as a spirited guardian of his sister, but when it came to other characters such as Anon or Biceps they were always on the sidelines -- almost exorcised from the main plotline.

I actually do not mean any of these words. I am merely memeing.
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>>27947765
I'm glad you like it. Do what you want with them, man. I made them for the thread.
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>>27947986
Das some good meming, my dude
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>>27939287
Last time on Twilight Emancipation Agency:

>Twilight, living in a technologically backward world, is unconsciously compelled to build a two-way radio
>A Shimmigrant agent working for TEA convinces Twilight to join the rest of her sisters in HST over said radio
>Twilight, wanting to say goodbye to her friends one last time, heads to the castle where her fiancee rules over the realm
>She runs into Flash Sentry, a childhood friend of hers
>They share a moment as a hooded green creep observes from afar

Now back to the show.
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>>27950276
>Inside Minuette's chambers, Twilight shares tea and cake with the perpetually-chipper court gossiper.
>"And and and hear this," says Minuette, clanking her teacup onto the saucer. "Miss Pie actually says "Oatmeal? Are you crazy?" out loud! Ohmygosh can you believe it??"
>Minuette giggles out loud in the only way Minuette could — bubbly and carefree.
>Twilight laughs politely, acting entertained for the benefit of the oft-overbearing host.
>Minuette pours another heaping cup of the yellowish green liquid for herself. "More tea?"
"No thanks, I'm good."
>Twilight stabs a small portion off of her slice of cake and chews on it thoughtfully.
>"Soooo," starts Minuette.
"Hmm?"
>"You've been glum the whole visit, silly!" Minuette giggles again. "What's up?"

>Twilight sets her plate down and sighs.
"Minuette, could you keep a secret?"
>"Well, you know I can't help but blabber," she admits apologetically. "But since it's from you, I'll try my absolute best!"
>She flashes a radiant grin.
>Twilight allows herself a sad smile. She was going to miss this devil-may-care friend of hers very much.
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>>27950281
"I'm… Leaving. Tonight."
>Minuette's smile fades a little.
>"Leaving on a trip? Moving out of town?"
"I'm going alone, Minuette."
>The smile fades a little more. Minuette understands the implication, and sadness spreads across her face like blight.
>"It's going to be one of *those* trips, huh?"
>Minuette stirs her tea uneasily.
"Yeah, I'm afraid so."
>"I can't blame you, Twilight. Trenderhoof is a real stinker and I'd try to run away too if I were you."
>Minuette reaches for Twilight's hands, and holds them close.
>"You know, last time you ran away, I was so worried. Not about wild beasts or highwaymen or anything like that. I feared what Trenderhoof would do to you when he caught you."
>Twilight nods quietly.
"It won't happen this time. I'll be gone for good."
>"And you decided to pay me a visit before leaving," says Minuette, her smile returning. "Oh Twilight, how sweet of you!"
>Twilight smiles back.
>She's really, really going to miss Minuette.
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>>27950293
**THUD THUD THUD**
>A sudden knock startles the occupants.
>"(Lady Minuette, please open up.)"
>"Shit," hisses Minuette uncharacteristically. "It's Trenderhoof."
>Twilight's eyes go wide with panic.
"T-Trenderhoof? What?? What's he doing here?"

>Minuette tugs Twilight up on her feet, and rushes her towards the window.
>"I don't know," she whispers fiercely. "He's supposed to be busy meeting with the king's delegates!"
"Then how—"

**THUD THUD THUD**
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>>27950330
>"(Lady Minuette, I must ask you to open this door or I *will* find a way in. Guards!)"
>"No time, Twi! On to the windowsill. Up you go. NOW."
>Twilight hurriedly climbs through the window, standing uneasily on loose shingles.
>Minuette's chambers wasn't up too high in the castle, but it wasn't exactly down low either.

>She reaches for Twilight and gives her a brief but tight hug.
>"Take the right and follow along the wall towards north. There should be a ladder on the northern end of the roof. Watch out for the lighter shingles, they're old and prone to slide out."
>Minuette pecks Twilight's forehead and gives her one last hug.
>"Be good, Twilight. Be careful and remember us. Remember me."

***THUD THUD***
***CRACK!***
>"(Lady Minuette! OPEN UP!)"
"I'll miss you, Minuette—"
>"I know. Now GO!"
>Twilight bolts, skipping shingle-to-shingle as fast as she can manage.
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>>27950354
>Minuette turns around and straightens her hair, just in time for a guard to blow the hinges on the door to her chambers.
>A dozen guards flood in, spreading out and securing every nook and cranny of the place.

>Lord Trenderhoof enters last, staying half-hidden behind a wall of guards.

>"Should've let us in, m'lady," gloats Trenderhoof. "You of all people should be aware of the price of being disloyal. Hmm?"
>Minuette smiles, her eyes glinting ice-cold.
"What can I say? I dislike having my tea time disrupted by an untamed cur."
>The guards tense up at the offense, ready to strike.
>Trenderhoof lets out an amused whistle.
>"Mmm mm mm. Fiery as ever. Just like your father."

>A guard approaches Trenderhoof, then shakes his head.
>Trenderhoof nods, turning to Minuette.
>"Where is Twilight?"
>Minuette grins, satisfied that the guards didn't bother to look out the window.
"Not here, obviously."
>Trenderhoof grunts.
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>>27950386
"Aren't you supposed to be greeting my father's envoy? Neglecting your duty to harass me is going to reflect quite badly on you."
>"Hah! Fools, sent by an even bigger fool."
>Minuette clenches her jaw.
>"Let's just say that a loyal servant of mine informed me of an interesting…development. Your father's envoys can wait."
>Minuette's heart races. How much does he know?

>Trender struts past the guards, but not far enough to be exposed.
>He slowly paces back and forth, his eyes firmly fixed on Minuette.
>"You know, in the light of recent events, I regret not having asked for *your* hand in marriage. Fiery. Sexy. Daddy issues. And a legitimate claim to the throne. Mmmmf!"
>The shameless nobleman kisses his fingertips like an obsessed chef.
>"So so so SO much better than simply lusting after something fleeting like KNOWLEDGE or BEAUTY."
>He draws a wicked-looking steel from its jewel-encrusted sheathe.

>"Wouldn't you agree, cousin?"
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>>27950402
>Minuette stays silent, her expression frozen in a cold smile.
>Trenderhoof steps forward.
>"It's really too bad that we're so close to the Everfree Forest," he twirls his dagger around with frightening expertise.
>"A royal princess, heiress to the throne, found dead! Kidnapped and killed by bandits!"
>Trenderhoof flashes a wicked smile at Minuette, snatching his dagger into a tight grip mid-twirl.

>"Get her," Trenderhoof commands nonchalantly.
>The guards rush forward, their weapons drawn.

>Minuette reaches under the couch, drawing two blades in a blurred arc.
>She grips both blades in reverse grip, twirling and stabbing in a flurry of dance-like strikes.
>The first guard to reach her raises his longblade to strike.
>Minuette sidesteps his strike easily, doing pirouettes around him and leaving dozens of deep lacerations on his torso.
>The second one runs to aid his comrade.
>Minuette trips him mid-pirouette, letting him fall into her whirlwind of razor-sharp steel.
>His jugular is slit open, spraying dark red liquid onto Minuette's face.
>She doesn't flinch.
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>>27950412
>"Hahahaha, yes, YES!"
>Trenderhoof laughs and applauds like a maniac, seemingly amused by the bloodshed.
>One of the guards looses his cool, shuffling backward towards the doorway.
>"I-I-I can't do this! She'll kill us all! She'll—"
>Trenderhoof throws his dagger squarely into the defector's left eye.
>The guard's head jerks back. He lets out a long, startled moan.
>With a graceful lunge, Trenderhoof hops forward and pulls the dagger out of the socket.
>He then slits the guard's throat in one smooth motion.
>Blood sprays forth, but Trenderhoof artfully dodges sideways, twirling his dagger around like an excited teenager.

>"Kill her," he commands flatly to the rest of his retinue, "or be killed by me."
>Fearing for their lives, the rest of the guards inch forward towards Minuette, alert and defensive.
>"Useless. Absolutely useless."
>Trenderhoof whips his dagger sideways, then wipes the remaining blood on his cloak.

>"My dearest cousin, do you know why we rule over these cretins?"
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>>27950429
>He grabs one of the guards and shoves him forward towards Minuette.
>The guard makes his best attempt at striking, only to be parried repeatedly.
>Minuette finds an opening, and drives her blade up into the guard's jaw.
>The guard gurgles before slumping onto the floor.

>"Because WE—"
>Trenderhoof shoves another one forward.
>"—are superior. We are intelligent—"
>Minuette swings sideways, splitting the guard's chest open. He falls over, gurgling.

>Another guard gets shoved forward.
>"—we are strong—"
>Minuette ducks low, slicing tendons in an arc. She slams the pommel of her blade on the floor, letting the guard fall on it.

>Trenderhoof grabs another guard trying to back out of the fight.
>One stab in the jugular, two stabs between the ribs, one stab in the abdomen, reaching up into the heart, all in the blink of an eye.
>"—and we—"
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>>27950460
>all this spinning
I don't know much about dual wielding, but I assume it's not too different from using one sword. In that case, she'd fucking die in real life. You don't spin like an autist in sword fights.
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>>27950429
>>27950460
This is like one of my polish games.
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>>27950483
You just have to believe in the slav technosorcery, anon.
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>>27950460
>Minuette interrupts Trenderhoof's speech with a thrown dagger.
>He parries it aside effortlessly, but finds himself besieged by a series of blurring strikes.
>Sparks fly as metal meets metal.
>Trenderhoof makes a forceful parry, knocking a blade out of Minuette's hand.
>She jumps up, spending a split second recovering it mid-air.
>Exploiting the opening, Trenderhoof kicks Minuette in the abdomen, knocking her backwards.
>Trenderhoof reaches for his belt and unsheathes multiple knives in a smooth motion.
>Four small knives fly squarely at Minuette's face.
>She knocks them out of trajectory with a quick sweep of her own blade.

>Minuette adjusts her stand, holding both blades up.
"That's quite enough words out of you for today, cousin."

>Trenderhoof smirks.
>"Oh, don't you worry, my love."
>He licks his blade.
>"You'll have enough of me tonight once I'm through with you here."
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>>27950483
>>27950497
>>27950529
https://youtu.be/PwrheOC_ZSc
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>>27950582
>Outside, Twilight stumbles and almost falls off the roof several times before reaching the ladder.
>Every fiber of her being wants to scream for help.
>But she knows she can't.
>The guards are on Trenderhoof's side, not her.

>Once on the ground, Twilight falls and rolls on her back.
>She can feel and hear her own heart thumping. Blue splotches begin to fade in and out of her vision.
>She remembers to breathe with heaving sighs.

>How did Trenderhoof find out?
>Did Flash Sentry tell on…
>No. Impossible.
>He'd be too busy training the recruits today, and Trenderhoof was supposed to be busy entertaining the delegates from the king.
>Then who?
>Was Minuette going to be alright?
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>>27950640
>Twilight rolls over, forcing herself back on her feet.
>She notices that she had scraped her elbow rather badly, and her ankle feels bruised.
>She needs to get back to her cottage. Hide. Tend to her wounds.
>She needs a horse.
>Limping forward, Twilight heads towards the the stable—

>"Come on, you mongrels! Form up, all of you!"

> —or not.
>Twilight shuffles away, ducking behind a barrel of apples.
>A dust cloud of hoofsteps nears, led by a man Twilight doesn't recognize.

>"Orders, straight from Lord Trenderhoof. We're to raise our readiness and double up on city patrols. You and you, on me! Rest of you, go with lieutenant Soarin. Move out!"
>The riders scatter, a large portion of them heading out towards the gate.

>Twilight waits for the remaining riders to dissipate before moving again.
"Oh Minuette, I hope you're alright."
>Startled by your sudden appearance, a stray dog begins barking.
**WOOF WOOF**
>"HEY," shouts one of the riders.
"Shit!"
>Twilight hobbles forward faster.
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>>27950651
>"Intruder! Stop!"
>The pounding of hooves become quicker. Closer.
>Ignoring the burning pain in her ankle, Twilights begins running.
>Until—

>Another rider appears in front of her, leveling a sharp spear towards Twilight.
>Twilight comes to a halt, stumbling and falling on her knees.
>"That's far enough, intruder," the rider says, keeping his spear frozen in place.
>Someone grabs Twilight roughly from behind, propping her up on her feet.
>The sharp pain in her ankle resumes.

>"Intruder," says the rider pointing his spear against Twilight, "state your name."
>Twilight almost blurts out her name out of habit.
>She bites her lip, preparing for the worst.

>"State your name," the rider repeats.
>The man behind her jabs Twilight's ribcage with the pommel of his sword, as to add emphasis to the question.
"Ungh!"
>Twilight's vision blurs with pain.
>"Answer the question, whore!"
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>>27950679
>Is this it?
>Is this how it's going to end?
>She could see it already.
>Forcibly married, then imprisoned in Trenderhoof's private chambers.
>Banned from seeing her friends and loved ones.
>Would Sunset come looking for her then?
>Would she even know about Twilight's fate?

>Twilight stares at the rider in front of her.
>"Well?" He growls.
>Twilight's shoulders slump, resigning to her fate.

**POW**
>The rider's head explodes into a mist of blood and skull fragments.
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>>27950710
>"Sh-sh-sh-shit!"
>The guard behind Twilight steps forward, hurriedly and clumsily drawing his sword.
>"Show yourself, cur! Come and face me like a—"

>A hooded figure steps forward from out of the corner of Twilight's eyes, and stabs the guard in the back.
>"HURK!"
>Twilight smells a hint of gunpowder on the mysterious figure.

>"Recruits," the hooded figure utters with disgust. "Always thinking with their swords, not with their brains."
>He flips the hood back, revealing a full head of shocking blue hair.
"Flash!"
>"Twilight," nods the playboy, holstering a flintlock while whipping a bloodied knife sideways. "I'd give you a hug, but my hands are dirty—"
>Twilight hugs him anyway, half-embracing, half-clinging for support.
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>>27950737
>"You are beat up," Flash observes. "What happened? Are you alright?"
"I was with Minuette, and she—"
>Twilight begins tearing up.
"Oh, Flash. Trender found out. Minuette rushed me outside, and now she's all by herself."

>Flash nods grimly.
>"I was out at the archery range when a bunch of messengers showed up. They recalled all the guards back to the castle, then ambushed me while I was alone."
>He winces, swaying a little.
>Twilight notices the reddened bandage wrapped around his upper arm.
"Oh my god, you're hurt."
>"It's fine, it's fine. It doesn't bleed anymore."
>Flash shrinks back into himself a little, keeping the wounded arm out of Twilight's sight.

>"One of Trender's lackeys must've overheard us."
"His lackeys?"
>"During the ambush, the messenger howled something about me cuckolding his master," says Flash, smiling bitterly.
>Despite the seriousness of the situation, Twilight can't help but roll her eyes.
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>>27950745
>new story
I will have to read this later because I have to work
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>>27950745
>"When I finally managed to fend them off, I knew something was up, so I rode here as fast as I could."
>Flash reaches forward with his good arm, resting a calloused hand on Twilight's face.
>"Now I'm glad I did."
>Twilight grabs Flash's hand, leaning into his caress a little.
"Flash, I—"

*** DING DING DING DING DING DING— ***
>The pair is startled by an ear-shattering series of bell rings, too high-pitched for a church bell.
>"Damn, they're putting the entire castle on high alert!"
>Flash grabs the rein of the eerily calm horse and pushes the now-headless rider off of it.
>"Come on, we've got to leave!"
>Twilight climbs onto the saddle and clings tightly onto her savior.
>Flash kicks the steed into action.

>"We need to hide and lay low. Rendezvous with Lady Minuette and wait it out."
>The device!
>Twilight's brain goes into overdrive.
"Take us to my place."
>"Your cottage? Why?"

"I know someone who might be able to help us."
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>>27950782
>The fugitive duo and their mount shoot out of the castle gate, kicking up a small cloud of dust behind them.
>The castle is still echoing with the high-pitched clanging of alarm bells as silhouettes of men-at-arms begin poking out from various buildings.
>"It's the traitor!" a guard shouts. "Archers, ready!"
>Kicking the horse into a gallop, Flash Sentry grits his teeth.
>"Twilight, stay low! Hang on tight!"
"Wha—"
>As though on cue, a beige streak whizzes over Twilight's head in a blur.
"Shit!"
>Flash Sentry turns the mount in response, weaving left and right.
>A deadly rain of shots kicks up patches of grass around them, followed by blurred whizzes of arrows.
>"We're almost out of their range! Hang on!"

>The mount zigzags some more.
>Another rain of shots and arrows fall around the duo, a little more accurate this time.

"AAAAAHHHHH!"
>An arrow buries itself inside Twilight's thigh, pinning her to the saddle.
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>>27950789
>"Twilight! Are you okay— MMMMMF"
>A coin-sized red splotch appears on Flash's shoulder.
>The grip around Flash's waist weakens.
>"T-Twi! Stay with me!"
>Flash clutches Twilight's arms against his torso.
>He feels her head rolling against his back. She's out cold.
>"Come on, Twi! Stay with me, you're going to be alright!"
>Flash continues the gallop towards Twilight's cottage, not letting up for a second.
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>>27950802

And that's it for today.

Are they going to make it, brahs? Find out on the next unrealistic choreography update of TEA!

Thanks for reading.
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>>27950829
ZA
WARRRUDO
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>>27950745
>"During the ambush, the messenger howled something about me cuckolding his master,"
Top kek.
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i apologize for nothing
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>>27950829
Fucking loving it, desu. I have something for medieval settings that just gets my dick diamond hard.
Also, if Flash is a good guy, that must mean that Anon is an evil version of Lancelot.
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>>27950582
>>27950460

Are the royal family Exalted or something?

not that that's a bad thing
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>>27950402
>creepy incest Trender
holy shit fuck this hipster horse
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>>27951167
I have seen this pic a million times, and only now I noticed the pun.
Please, kill me.
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>>27951008
What's Exalted?
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>>27951509
CUTE
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>>27951984
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>>27952009
Is that a micropenis boner?
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>>27952068
It's called Microsoft just like your penis
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>>27952083
Hey man wtf
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>>27947704
Are you on crack? That shit looks like a 12 year old drew it
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>>27952260
you are just jealous because your story doesn't have fan art
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>>27952083
Fuk u.
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>>27952301
What story?
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>>27952260
I didn't know Da Vinci was ITT
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>>27930893

>You groaned as you pried your tired eyes open.
“Did I fall asleep?”
>A quick check with your watch told you that somehow six hours had passed without your noticing.
>Perhaps you had fallen asleep on that staircase.
>If you did though, you wouldn’t be alive.
>It was in that pondering that you noticed you were actually fairly warm.
>What a shocking development. You needed more information.
>There was an old, smelly, tattered coat draped over you.
>An extra pair of thick socks had covered your thin stockings too, keeping your little toes nice and toasty.
>Even your head had a little beanie on it.
>You looked around.
>The place you were in seemed to be an apartment. Perhaps the Canterlot Gardens.
>There was a nice hole in the ceiling above you which led up to another room.
>And to the left, and the right, forming a circle that surrounded a small space heater, were poor people.
>You shrieked and scuttled back, hitting your back against the wall.
>”Guess you’re awake.”
“Where am I?” you stammered out. “Who are you people?”
>The man from your right stood up.
>You noticed that despite the cold in the room even around the heater, he was wearing nothing but a long sleeve shirt and some jeans. No jacket, no hat, not even socks.
>”I’m John Smith. This little fire cracker over here is...Little Fire Cracker. And that’s uh,” his voice trailed off.
>He scratched his head.
>”You’re...oh, this one is Crackle, and that’s Garble, and this is Ember.”
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>>27952489

“Where am I? What am I doing here?”
>The blue woman, Ember, who was sitting directly across from you sneered.
>”Gee, you sure are grateful.”
>At that moment, the space heater failed.
>She slammed it with her boot, prompting it to function again.
>You’ll never understand how that works.
>”Well,” began John, “I was on my way home when I found you passed out on the staircase, so I figured, hey, maybe she’d make a nice doorstop. Turns out you weren’t fully frozen yet, so we had to settle for keeping you alive.”
“So you took me back to your dungeon?”
>”Hey, dungeons don’t get skylights.”
>He pointed up to the hole in the ceiling.
>”You see this? That’s quality architecture.”
>Clearly the look on your face was being a little more colorful with its words than you were.
>The man sighed and lowered himself to his knees.
>”Hey, come on. You’re safe.”
“What’d you do to me?”
>”What?”
“When I was asleep. What did you people do to me?”
>”Who the fuck do you think we are?” shouted some red fellow.
>”Shut the fuck up, Garble.”
>”No! We save this bitch’s life and she has the fuckin’ nerve to call us rapists?”
>”You wanted to!”
>”But I didn’t go through with it!”
>You cowered against the wall, shaking even more, though out of fear now instead of the cold.
>John reached forward.
>Throwing the jacket off of yourself and onto him, you slapped him hard across the face.
“Get away from me! I have bodyguards! If you hurt me, they’ll--”
>He put the jacket back on you.
>”Nobody is touching anything. You’re safe here. Isn’t that right, Garble?”
>”I didn’t fuckin’ do anything! God, you guys are such pricks!”
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>>27952495

>Ember gave him a firm smack on the back of the head.
“You’re not going to,” you paused, looking for the right words to not anger them. “You’re not going to steal from me?”
>John shook his head.
“Or sell me?”
>”Of course not. What kind of people do you take us for?”
>You shot a glance at Garble, who was nursing a sore spot on his head.
>”He’s barely people.”
>”I heard that!”
>”That’s nice.”
“Why?”
>”Why what?”
“Why did you help me? Really? Because if you’re trying to make me owe you one, it won’t work. I don’t do debt.”
>”Nothing like that. Look, why don’t you just come enjoy the heat for a bit? You were freezing before.”
>The man held his hand out to you.
>You scanned it. It was a rough hand. What wasn’t calloused was either scabbed up or bleeding.
>Nevertheless, you didn’t want them to attack you for refusing the gesture, so you gingerly took it.
>The thing was a block of ice when you grabbed it. It forced you to pull back.
>He seemed downcast at your reaction.
>”Right. Well, whenever you’re ready, I guess.”
>He turned his back to you and went over to the small circle, sitting down right close to the space heater.
>For the next, according to your watch, hour, there was silence.
>It was occasionally broken up by the heater shutting down, only to be brought to life by Ember.
>By then, the sun had started to go down.
>It painted the sky purples and pinks and oranges, and all the wonderful colors it usually does.
>”Welp, anyone up for beans?”
>”I guess.”
>”I’m fuckin’ starving!”
>The green woman to your left didn’t answer.
>With a groan, John got up and hobbled over to a dark corner of the room.
>You could hear the rustling of plastic.
>When he returned, it was with a small white bag.
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>>27950276
>filename
Good to see that even writefriends are using my meme, feels better than a (You), desu.
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>>27952507

>He ripped the plastic open and pulled our four cans of beans.
>”Let’s see what we got. It’s beans and beef, red beans, beans in thick sauce, and something in chinese. Looks pretty safe though.”
>Ember was the first to answer.
>”Give me the beef.”
>”I’ll take the reds.”

>He passed them out, then gave the chinese can to the green woman.
“She didn’t ask for that.”
>”She doesn’t do much of anything,” spit out Garble while scooping the beans out of the can with his grubby fingers. “She’s kind of a dead weight.”
>”You’re a dead weight.”
>”At least I can eat on my own.”
>You raised an eyebrow and looked back at the green one.
>She was now covered in beans and sauce, and splashed around in her own puddle with the dumbest smile on her face.
>”I said ditch her, but nobody wanted to play that card.”
>”Because she’s one of us, asshole. Once a dragon, always a dragon.”
>”Whatever.”
>Your eyes widened.
“Dragon? As in the Canterlot Dragons?”
>”Yeah. What of it?”
“You guys were--” another sentence of yours cut off.
>You reeled back as a cold can of beans was pressed against your face.
>”Come on now. Eat up.”
“Isn’t this yours?”
>John smiled and rubbed his stomach.
>”I already ate today.”
>Your stomach growled as he nudged towards you again.
>Taking the can in surrender, you popped the top and tipped it back, drinking down the sauce before you spilled any on yourself.
>Before you knew it, the whole can was gone.
>You gave a satisfied burp and set it down beside you.
“Thank you.”
>That felt weird.
>Thank you.
>Two words you never thought you’d say to a poor person.
>Hell, this whole experience was nothing like what you expected it to be.
>These people were kind.
>Well, with the exception of Garble and Crackle, who you assumed lack the capacity for much of anything.
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>>27952518

>The sun had finally set, leaving Canterlot shrouded in darkness.
>Even out in downtown, the lights from the rest of the city were enough to drown out the stars.
>All that was lighting the room was the orange light on the front of the space heater, signaling it was on.
>Of course, that was obvious from the warmth and the rumbling it was making.
>You heard another sound though, on top of the heater. It shocked you.
>You could hear a stomach growling.
>Turning your gaze to John, you found his dimly lit form hunched over as close to the heater as he could get.
>He was shivering something awful.
>It clicked for you right then.
>You’re not proud to admit it took you that long, but the day was busy, alright?
>You took off the jacket to return it to him.
>The second it was off you, it was replaced with a bitter chill.
>You’re also not proud to admit that you laid it back down over you, more worried about your own comfort than your savior’s.
>Well, he was so giving up to that point anyway.
>Surely he wouldn’t have been upset if you wanted to keep it a little longer.
>It did raise a question for you though.
>These people had practically nothing yet there you were, wearing their clothes, eating their food, sharing their space.
>Why were they being so nice to you?
>You decided to learn more.
“So what’s the story here?”
>”Excuse me?”
“What’s the story? How did you all get here?”
>Smooth.
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>>27952532

>”None of your business, princess,” spits Garble. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m hitting the hay.”
>”Whatever.”
>Ember sighed.
>”Look, it’s complicated, alright?”
“I’m a pretty smart girl.”
>”And I’m pretty not going to tell you. So why don’t you pipe down and go to sleep too?”
>You could hear shuffling in the darkness.
>She and Garble likely laid down to get some shuteye.
>Another sound came to you.
>John scooted closer, now sitting right next to you against the wall.
>The chattering of his teeth sounded deafening now.
>”You really want to know?”
“Yes.”
>He chuckled.
“What’s funny?”
>”You already do. It’s the same story as almost everyone who ends up out here.”
“Poor financing ability?”
>”No. Well, yes. But I mean drugs. You see Crackle over there?”
>You turned to the green woman, who was at that moment rolling around on the floor, slapping her feet together.
>”She used to be an accountant.”
“Really?”
>”Yep. She had quite the financing ability. She took care of all the dough for everyone in the Canterlot Dragons. Then one day, a new strain of Nectar took to the streets. That was the end of Crackle. Without their money, the Dragons fell apart. And without the Dragons propping up downtown, it fell too.”
“That’s horrible.”
>”Not that they cared. They were too high to even notice until it was too late.”
“All of them?”
>”Everyone in this room has had their run in with Nectar. Hell, look outside. Half the people you see stumbling around are probably on it right now. It’s a poison, you hear me? It’s like a rot, and it destroyed this city.”
“The police would have stopped something like that.”
>”The police were bought out. They got their share of the profits and they turned a blind eye while everyone here wasted away. Would you believe this shithole of an apartment used to bring in twelve hundred a month just fifteen years ago?”
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>>27952468
Don't have to be da Vinci to call out bad art.
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>>27952539

>You cast your eyes down to your feet.
>You tried to listen to him, but there was something nagging in your mind too.
>A thought. A memory.
>Something about this story sounded familiar.
“Wait, you said everyone here. Even you?”
>He chuckled again.
>”I did three tours back in World War III. What I did, what I saw...when those kinds of bodies pile up on your conscience, it gets a bit hard to live. Nectar was an escape. One day the money ran dry, and I realized I was sitting in a dumpster eating someone’s shoe.”
>Come on, what’s bugging you?
>”So yeah, we’ve been here a while. I keep our bellies full as best I can with what I win in the Pits.”
>The Pits. That underground fighting circuit Anonymous and Innominate run.
>Anonymous, Innominate...Dr. RedHeart and Rose Luck!
>Yes, that’s why it was familiar!
>Nectar. It’s the specialty drug those two whip up and distribute.
>You suddenly felt cold.
>No, not that kind of cold. This was internal. It was a sense of dread washing over you.
>You knew what was going on. You knew Dr. RedHeart was distributing some kind of drug, but you never would have imagined the scale of devastation.
“Why are you sharing all this with me?” you asked meekly.
>”You just look like one of those people. Someone to trust.”
>You could feel him shivering against you.
>”Now, I should probably be getting to sleep too.”
>He moved away to the heater, but you grabbed his sleeve.
“No, stay.”
>He sat back down next to you, and you spread the coat out over you both.
>”Thanks.”
“Hey, I know what it’s like to be cold.”
>”I’m sure you do,” he says with a yawn.
>”Say, what’s your name?”
“Twilight Sparkle.”
>His jittering seemed to calm down as your body heat spread to him.
>”Twilight Sparkle. I’ll remember that.”

Hey Joe what do you know? Thats all I have for now. Well, not everything. I do have a pastebin and a heroin addiction. Heres the pastebin though http://pastebin.com/dCjhbyLK
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>>27952562
its not bad tbqh
I have seen worse from "amazing" mlp artists
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>>27952563
I love how you describe the world and characters, familia, makes the reading pretty comfy.
Also, WWIII. Is there a chunk of the world missing in your green?
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>>27952759
"Trixie?!"
"The autistic magician?"
>"Aye"
"Get them on board, I'll call it in"
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>>27952260
Eh, I like it quite a lot. I think the Anon who drew it gave Shiney and Indy really fun facial expressions and I like little bits like the Harvest Moon in the background, the blood splattered on Shiney's face and the red to both of their eyes.

The whole thing captures what I originally intended with that scene pretty well
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>>27952791
"The flight plan I just filed with the HST lists only me, the Anons, Miss Moondancer here..."
"..but only ONE of you!"
>one of the Anons swings open the hatch.
"First one to talk gets to stay on my spaceship!"
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>>27952895
>Twilight motions for an Anon to drag one of the tied-up men to the hatch.
>The cabin is filled with roaring winds as the small hatch bleeds air out into the endless void.

>Twilight steps over to the man, being held halfway out into space, and brandishes her plasma pistol.
"Who paid you to grab Dr. Moondancer?"
>Twilight aims her pistol, waiting for an answer.
>Nothing.

>Frustrated, she fires a sickening green burst into the black void, right next to the captive's head.
"He didn't fly so good!"
>Twilight motions for the next captive.

"Who wants to try next??"
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>>27952991
>The Anons bring up another captive, and he is laid against the gaping opening just like the last one.
>Twilight grabs the prone captive by the collar.
"Tell me about Trixie! Why does she wear the hat??"
>She clicks the safety of her pistol off, making sure the captive hears it.
>Nothing.
>Twilight frowns.
"Lotta loyalty for a hired gun!"

{ OR PERHAPS HE'S WONDERING WHY SOMEONE WOULD SHOOT A MAN, BEFORE THROWING HIM OUT OF A SPACESHIP? }

>Twilight turns slowly, facing the captive who had uttered the outburst.
>The Anons drag the prone captive back in the cabin, sealing the hatch shut.
>The wind stops howling.

"At least you can talk! Who are you?"

{ IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO WE ARE. WHAT MATTERS IS OUR PLAN. }

>Twilight, somewhat startled, crouches slowly.
>She extends a hand towards the captive's hood, hesitates for a moment, then lifts it up.

>The unmistakable blue hat.
>Trixie.

{ NO ONE CARED WHO I WAS 'TILL I PUT ON THE WIZARD HAT. }
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>>27953100
>Twilight, trying to appear unfazed, attempts to play the tough-guy.

"If I pull that off, will you die?"

>Trixie ponders for a brief second.

{ IT WOULD BE EXTREMELY PAINFUL. }

"You're a big show."

{ FOR YOU. }

>Twilight shakes her head, dismissive.
>This girl was clearly autistic to the max.
"Was getting caught part of your plan?"

>Trixie smirks.

{ OF COURSE! }

>Outside, GSS Illusion slowly creeps towards the oblivious spaceship and its crew.

{ DR. MOONDANCER REFUSED THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE'S OFFER IN FAVOR OF YOURS! BUT SHE HAS TO FIND OUT WHAT SHE TOLD YOU-- }

>"NOTHING!" shouts Moondancer, panicking. "I said NOTHING!"
>Trixie puts on an amused expression, taking in her surroundings.

>Outside, the rear hatch of GSS Illusion cracks open, disgorging a tethered group of A.N.O.N. squad.
>The Illusion's tractor beam sparkles into life, arresting the HST ship in a straight course.
>The innards of the smaller ship begins to rumble.
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>>27953189
>Twilight grins.
"Well, congratulations! You've got yourself caught!"

>One of the armed Anons glances outside, feeling pensive.
>"Uhh, Twilight?"
>Ignoring the Anon, Twilight continues.
"Now, what's the next step of your master plan?"
>She's got this locked down, she thinks to herself. Trixie got complacent, and there's no way she could worm her way out of this one.

>Trixie grins maniacally.

{ CRASHING THIS SPACESHIP... }

>The tethered A.N.O.N.s make their way to the exterior of the HST ship.
>With mechanical ease, they land perfectly on the glass windows, each A.N.O.N. occupying a window.

{ ...WITH NO SURVIVORS!!! }

>Trixie activates the miniature plasma lance hidden in her fingernail, prying herself loose.
>The A.N.O.N.s begin firing inward from all windows.
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NST LIVES!
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>>27953241
>Chaos.
>Anons go down by the droves as A.N.O.N.s shift their fire with cold, mechanical precision.
>Trixie picks up Twilight by the throat, then begins tickling her.
"H-hahahaha! Stahp! Staaahp!"

>An Anon wipes the thick, viscous liquid off of his face.
>"Uhgh, what the hell are they shooting?"
>Dr. Moondancer reaches over, taking a small pinch of the stuff and rubbing it between her fingers.
>A sudden realization dawns on her, and her face turns crimson in no time.
>"Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod..."
>Moondancer begins to twist and turn, rubbing her thighs together.

>"Wh-what? What is it?" Anon asks.
>Moondancer tries to answer, trying to form words inbetween lewd gasps and moans.

>"It-it's... Horse semen."
>Half dozen Anons pass out on the spot.
>"Ahhhhhh!" screams one Anon.
>Another Anon begins licking his fingers, joining Moondancer in twisting and turning.

"F-f-fucking perverts! S-s-stop and hahahahahelp mee! Ehehehehehe~"
>Twilight kicks her legs everywhere, trying to free herself from Trixie's tickling grasp.
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>>27953368
>"Ohhh-h-h-h, this is delectably lewd! Trixie, you're *so* great and powerful~"
>Moondancer rolls around in her seat, already covered in the viscous stuff.
>One Anon throws up.

>A straight beam of transporter signal strikes the increasingly lewd HST ship, sending an unwitting passenger onboard.
>Flash Sentry blinks his eyes, trying to take in his new surroundings.

>"F-Fuck!" He shouts, gagging. "Horse jizz!"

>He claws his way back onto the transporter pad, being squirted left and right by A.N.O.N.s holding soakers full of horse DNA.
>Trixie tosses the now-incapacitated Twilight aside, stomping towards the blue-haired escapee.
>Flash slips on a particularly slippery spot of musky jizz, falling face-first onto a puddle.
>Trixie reaches over, lifting Flash's face out of the bukkake.
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>>27953436
{ NO, THEY EXPECT ONE OF US IN THE WRECKAGE, BROTHER! }

>Trixie grabs Flash by the foot and begins dragging him away from the transporter.

>"NOOO," he howls, clawing at the slick floor. "Let me go, you crazy witch! I don't want to spend my final days covered in horse jizz! Where the FUCK did you get this much cum from anyway??? HELP!"

>Trixie tosses the flailing Sapphire Savior onto an empty seat, buckling him down.
>She the grabs Moondancer then waves her finger around, signaling the A.N.O.N.s to pack it up.

>With a sexually overcharged Moondancer in tow, Trixie hops onto the transporter pad, beaming herself out of the increasingly rancid ship.

{ SEE YA NEVER~ }
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>>27953479
>Aboard The Illusion and properly cleaned up, Trixie takes her rightful place on the bridge.
>She's accompanied by a Twilight -- a different one, well manicured and wearing a lab coat.
>Under her lab coat is one of Trixie's "out of fashion" dresses. Tastefully sexy, but not too revealing.
>Just the way Trixie liked it.

"Well, that went south rather quickly."
>Twilight remarks, shifting her weight in high heels. Also Trixie's.

{ COULDN'T HELP IT. WE'VE BEEN OUT OF AMMO FOR MONTHS NOW, AND THE NEAREST BLACK MARKET VENDOR ONLY HAD HORSE SEMEN AND SUPER SOAKERS IN STOCK. SOOO...}

>Twilight shakes her head.
"Absolutely disgusting."
>Trixie scoffs. As much as she liked Twilight's company, that scientist could be such a high-nosed stuck-up sometimes.
>With a snap of her finger, Trixie orders the A.N.O.N.s to prepare for hyperspace jump.

"Trixie?"
{ YES? }
"Have we restarted the NST?"
>Trixie smirks.

{ YES. THE NST RISES. }
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>tfw no more Space Dykeshit
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>>27953528
This was fun, anon.
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From the other thread where Jeff "Literally Hitler" Mango posts stories.
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>>27952563
Did you got yourself some free time, Sea?
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>>27953595
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>>27953600
Work is a little slow right now, yes. Boss man says it usually happens around this time of year. People like to spend more on vacations than on house repair so we dry up for a bit. There's still shit I have to do around my own place but I do have some more time to myself.
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>>27953665
Good to hear man.
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>>27954252
I don't see the relevance in this
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>>27953595
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>>27954461
That's one adorable Sugar and Twi
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>>27955198
>S-sure, Anon.
>You can i-i-i-integrate me, if you want...
>I won't tell anyone.
>Let me just... move that throbbing constant of yours out of the integration~
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>>27954461
That's cute as fuck! Can someone please color this?
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I have a few questions

Anyone got that pic of Twilight on the bed, whole thing is basically several different kinds of pink, hearts in eyes and a bit fanged, seems to be the butterfly position. Sorry if I'm being too vague.

>>27938780
Who's the fella behind this drawing? They did a pretty swank job at it.

Or was that was you and I'm dumb and stupid?

>>27954252
Maybe the shades looked like Twilight from the thumbnail. Little easy to jump to assumptions when hurrying on a bump.
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>>27956959
>>27954345
Of course I replied to the wrong Anon, and didn't end the request with a question mark apparently.
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>>27956959
Puff made that drawing

And people post eqg glim here all the time its no problem
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>>27956969
Appreciate it

I kind of forgot about Glim to be honest.
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>>27954345
I don't see the relevance in the solo pictures of Sunset, anon.
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RARE
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMwnY7R18KY
I guess now its a good time to finally watch Friendship Games. And the other half of S5. And S6.
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>>27959816
This actually looks pretty comfy.
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This brings me back.
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>>27959816
>wet hair waifu
I don't know what to do with myself.
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>>27959816
>those scenes where Sunset and Twi sneak off together
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>>27959816
>Sunset and Twilight staying in the same room
>Dash complimenting Flutters and staying close
>Appul and Rarara always together in the same shot
My god, it's full of dykeshit fuel I am ready
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>>27960325
Anon, you are making me want to get cucked by Timber.
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>>27960421
remember the whipped cream and how much dykeshit that created
that will be nothing in comparison
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>>27960421
>>27960438
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>>27960823
That's fucking adorable
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>>27960823
>inside the tent camping
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>>27960823
>Sunny in a ponytail
>with bangs
Perfect hairstyle
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>>27952563

>When you next open your eyes, the room was brightly lit.
>It was also significantly warmer. You judged it at around sixty.
>What a step up from the previous day’s zero.
>You stretched out and gave a little yawn.
>Normally you would have sat there for a bit, getting your mind in order, but the situation didn’t call for that.
>You got up, knocking the jacket onto the floor.
>Looking around, you spotted John Smith kneeling down in front of the heater.
“What are you doing?”
>”Doing a little repair.”
>He set down a screwdriver and pushed himself up onto his feet, followed closely by several smaller cracks from his legs.
>”She was off when I woke up. Figured I could bring her back for a bit while I went out for a new one.”
>With a kick, the space heater roared to life and began to warm up the room once more.
>”Atta girl.”
>Suddenly he clapped his hands, causing you to jump back.
>”Righto! I have to head off to the Pits today. What we have won’t be enough for a new heater.”
>He walked over to you and picked up his jacket from your feet.
>”Why don’t you come with me? There’s plenty of rich folk there betting on who gets their asses kicked the hardest. One of them is bound to be your friends, right? They’ll get you home.”
>Fancy that. You did have friends there.
>You nodded.
>John smiled and walked over to Ember.
>With a firm kick, he woke her up.
>She snarled and slapped his foot away.
>”What do you want, asshole?”
>”Just letting you know I’ll be out today. Try not to burn the place down, alright?”
>”Go fuck yourself.”
>He came back over to you and held out his elbow.
>”She’s game. Let’s go.”
>You giggled and looped your arm around his.
>Without prompt, he led you out.
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>>27961050

>It was actually a fairly quick walk.
>The Pits were located in the warehouse behind Pause & Shop, which was in the middle of downtown.
>It was an enormous building about the size of your garage. It actually looked fairly similar.
>There were several large bay doors, one of which was open.
>You went through there.
>In the back of the warehouse, there was a door. On each side of it were men in suits who you could only assume were armed.
>”Don’t mind them. They almost never shoot.”
“Almost, being the key word.”
>”Just be cool.”
>You approached them.
>Twenty yards.
>Ten yards.
>Five yards.
>Ten feet.
>Five feet.
>Suddenly…
>”Be cool, Twilight!” screamed John into your ear.
>You nearly leapt out of your own skin.
>The sound you made was even more embarrassing than that.
>After his laughter died down, John wiped a tear from his eye and pat one of the guards on the chest.
>”What’s up, Bulk? Aw shit, that was good. See you later, buddy.”
“Not cool.”
>”Not for you. I had a good time though.”
>With a huff, you unlooped yourself from him and descended the long staircase ahead of you.
>At the end of it was a light.
>Past the light was, well, the Pit.
>You were welcomed with a large, brightly lit, hollowed out section of the Earth, about half the size of the warehouse upstairs.
>In the center of that room was a small fence surrounded by dozens of cheering men and women.
>Further back against the walls were bleachers. They must have housed one, maybe two hundred people.
>You neared the fence in the center of the room and saw that it encircled a large hole in the floor that went down fifteen feet.
>Inside it were two people bashing each other’s heads in with bats.
>”Oh shit, is that Larry? Kick his ass! Go for the eyes! Come on!”
>Your companion winced.
>”Walk it off, Larry! Oh. Oooh shit. Yeah, that’s going to hurt in the morning.”
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>>27961061

“John, I’m going to go look for my friends.”
>He nodded.
>”Alright. Hey, good luck out there. Keep your head up.”
“Will do. Goodbye, John.”
>”Catch you later, kiddo.”
>Leaving him at the edge of the pit, you headed off to search for Anonymous and Innominate.
>The journey didn’t last long. They were in box seats overlooking the Pit.
>The only bit of resistance you met was at the front of the staircase leading up to them.
>When you told the guards your name, they let you pass by without issue.
“Innominate,” you called out when she came into view.
>The woman looked back at you in surprise.
>”Twilight? What are you doing here?”
>She threw on her glasses and got up.
“I was in town. Could I pawn a ride home off you?”
>”Of course.”
>She walked over and gave you a onceover.
>You imagine your scent wasn’t too pleasing, what with having spent the night where you did.
>”What happened to you? You look terrible.”
“How kind.”
>”What, do you want me to brush your ego? You look like you spent the night in a heap of dirt.”
“I may as well have.”
>”That’s terrible!”
>You shrugged.
“It wasn’t so bad.”
>”And the winner is Larry!” spouted the intercom.
>The pit below roared in applause and cheer.
“Is it usually like this?”
>”Today’s kind of slow.”
>”Next up,” started the intercom, “John ‘Old Soldier’ Smith vs the Crystallions!”
>”How about we get you that ride now?”
“Actually,” you said as you walked by to get a view of the pit, “I kind of want to see this.”
>Anonymous had a fine seat, so you sat beside him.
>With a perfect view into the concrete pit, you could clearly make out John and three other men dressed in black.
>The one in the center wore a red cape that was proportionally as long as his jet black mullet.
>”The weapon clock has been set for three minutes. Go!”
>And off they went.
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>>27961070

>John lowered his head and charged at the caped crusader.
>He rammed himself into the man’s chest, sending him flying back several feet.
>Instantly, he was flanked by the other two.
>The on on his right threw a jab.
>John twisted to block it, only for the person on his left to kick his knee in.
>He fell down.
>Still keeping his wits about him, he caught another kick and threw the assailant back.
>Every time he changed focus, the other attacker would take a cheap shot at him.
“This isn’t very fair at all. What kind of operation are you running?”
>”The kind where you make more money the more you fight,” answered Innominate.
>”That’s Sombra and the Crystallions. They’re pretty high ranked. Taking out one of them would bring in some money, but all three at once triples that.”
“But he’s only one man. There have to be rules against this sort of thing.”
>She shook her head.
>”The only official rule in the Pit is no killing.”
“Official?”
>”Well, fighters who have sponsors will have to abide by their own set of rules.”
“I see.”
>When you started paying attention again, Sombra was back on his feet.
>The three of them were pushing John back.
>He was purely on the defensive.
>Hell, he could barely do that right.
>Every other attack landed.
>It was all starting to take its toll on him.
>Aside from the blood covering his face and his filthy shirt, he was getting more sluggish.
>The two cronies knocked both his hands down to his side, leaving a perfect open for that Sombra character to slam John square in the face.
>He toppled down on the floor and was instantly covered by the three.
>When it looked like it was all over, a buzzer rang, and lights flashed.
>You spotted a large clock over the center of the ring, with 00:00 blinking on the face.
>”The weapon timer is up! Let’s arm these assholes!”
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>>27961079

>Scantily clad women approached the ring and threw all sorts of toys into the Pit.
>You saw bats and hammers, even a bo staff made its way in there.
>John threw them off of him all at once and scrambled to his feet.
>He crawled like a frantic child over to that staff and took it in his hands.
>Shakily, he rose up to his feet, using the weapon as support.
>Sombra took the hammer, and his cohorts armed themselves with the bats.
>”You know him,” said Anonymous.
“Huh?”
>”John Smith. You know him.”
>You raised an eyebrow.
“How did you know?”
>”You hate fighting, yet you stayed to watch. It would have to be for a friend. John fights bravely and it speaks to his character. His type of people seem to attract you.”
“Yes, I know him. We met yesterday. He saved my life.”
>Anonymous nodded.
>”When he loses, I’ll reward him regardless.”
“What do you mean when?”
>”Twilight, you’d have to be a fool to think he could win this.”
>You growled and turned back to the fight.
>You were sure he could do it.
>John was quite skilled with that staff.
>He seemed to have the edge at that point, as he was the one pushing them back.
>He even landed a few hits.
>Even so, three on one began to look more and more like three on one.
>His energy left him.
>Sombra swung his hammer down, and John raised the staff to block it.
>With his guard down, one of the men at his sides took their bat and swung it into his knee.
>John went down.
>You could hear his scream echo inside your own mind.
>You felt it inside of you, bouncing off the walls of your head, wrapping around your heart and squeezing it tight.
>The staff fell out of his hands.
>When it was gone, the match was completely and utterly lost.
>He was beat again and again, barely keeping his hands up to defend his face.
>Thankfully, Sombra had abandoned that dreadful hammer and settled for kicking him in the gut.
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>>27961087
>>27961079
>>27961070
>>27961061
>>27961050

Please stop writing.
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>>27961087

>You watched in horror as the bats went down and came up and went down and came up, getting bloodier and bloodier every time.
>You couldn’t even hear him yelling anymore.
>All there was was the cheering of the crowd and the sound of wood slamming on flesh.
>You didn’t think you could take much more of it when he finally tapped out.
>The floor came alive with applause.
>”Sombra! Sombra! Sombra!”
>”And the winners are the Crystallions! Everyone give it up for them!” buzzed the intercom.
>You jumped out of your seat and ran down the stairs to see him.
>John dragged himself up his own flight of stairs, aided by one of those scantily clad women.
>He saw you, and his face lit up.
>His ugly, mangled, bruised, and bloodied face.
>”Twilight! I thought you’d be gone,” he said with slurred words.
>He pushed the girl away and limped over to you, almost falling several times.
>You caught him before he could embarrass himself further.
“I’m right here.”
>”Well would you look at that? John Bitch finally found a whore to take pity on him!”
>You looked over John’s shoulder to see Sombra and his friends laughing.
>”How much did he pay you for this? Oh wait, he didn’t. Fucker can’t win any money here! What a fucking joke!”
>”Hey honey, why don’t you ditch that star loser and come home with us?”
>”I’ll give you the fuck of your life.”
“Where do you live?”
>”Ha! Knew you’d like it.”
>”I know a slut when I see one.”
“I asked you where you lived.”
>”32 Main Street. Just off Canter Ave.”
>You sent some boys to their house three days later to “show them a good time”.

Just a quick update for now. More will come later.
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>>27961101

I said stop.
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>>27961129
I don't take orders from you. Fuck the emperor.
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>>27961129
I fucking love you Empy. I'd fuck your hairy asshole tenderly, and fill you like a Jelly donut.
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>>27961155

I know. Everyone knows and loves me.

>>27961147

>pic related

Haha, loser.
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>>27961096
>>27961129
>Emperor Octavarius
>Shitposter maximus
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>>27961165
who?
seriously who?
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>>27961292
Some faggot who posted in the Legends of the Everfree thread and got assblasted when people called him a shitposting namefag. On that day, he vowed to be literally exactly what they were calling him to prove them wrong. I mean, I don't see how that would work, but you're capable of any kind of mental gymnastics when you're retarded.
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>>27961319
what a cunt

>>27961101
Thanks Sea Urchin
also do you have a pastebin I am a little behind on your story
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>>27961101
>You sent some boys to their house three days later to “show them a good time”.
Pic related. Man I was almost tearing up.
>>27961319
Sounds like Fapman, for the exception that Fapman isn't retarded and doesn't shitposts on purpose.
>>27961383
http://pastebin.com/dCjhbyLK
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>>27960823
>ground plebs
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>>27961319
Kek
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>>27961407
Fapman is a piece of shit too though. Between his mile tl;dr posts replying to nearly everyone before him and his equally stupid fuckboi posting they're all cancer
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>>27961868
To each their own. I have found Fapman to be the least bothersome namefag/tripfag.
He actually makes a good breakdown on the greens he reads, he uses the word "cliché" too much, though.
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>>27961407
>Man I was almost tearing up
Aw shucks
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>>27955645
I did what I could anon.
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>>27963322
Thats amazing anon
definitely saved
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>>27963322
10/10
Or, according to your double dubs,
33/22
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>>27963322
Sugarcoat's hair is like a mountain of snow

It looks so pretty when it's down, nice work Anon!
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>>27961101

>You took John to the infirmary.
>How odd, you thought, that a fighting pit in the middle of the lawless downtown Canterlot, run by mobsters, would have an infirmary.
>Either way, he got stitched up, recieved an ice pack and some pain killers, and was allowed to rest there for a while.
>The nurse was such a kind lady.
>It brought your mind back to Dr. RedHeart and how she destroyed this section of the city, forcing people like John and the Dragons to live in filth.
>It stirred you up inside to think about.
>You left your friend to go see Innominate about transport back home.
>When you arrived back at her box seat, you saw she was with company.
>Aside from Anonymous, there were six other people in the room.
>A woman who looked like she was trying too hard to be the cool kid from the fifties and five mooks all dolled up in their own mix of leather and jean.
>”Look, Gilda, we’ve told you before. You’re done. This is our territory,” said Innominate flatly.
>”And I told you, princess. I’m not playing your games anymore. I’ve tried to do this democratically, but you’re just so stubborn, aren’t you?”
>”You’re one to talk.”
>Gilda, as she was named, waved her hand.
>Those goons from behind her all raised their guns.
>”I have more guns than you.”
“Perhaps I came at a bad time,” you mumbled to yourself.
>”Oh please,” your friend laughed. “Anonymous, smash.”
>The beast of a man got up out of his seat and walked over to the group.
>They opened fire on him, but it didn’t seem to do much.
>In fact, from what you could see, they had only gotten him once in the shoulder before the lot of them was on the ground and disarmed.
>”You have more guns, but mine’s bigger than yours.”
>Or perhaps Gilda needs to find henchmen with better aim.
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>>27964104

>You examined the room and found holes dotting the walls.
>Tracing the paths they would have had to take, you noted that they were nowhere near Anonymous.
>The one that hit his shoulder was a lucky shot at best.
>It was kind of funny, actually.

>”You fucking idiots! You blew it!”
>”How now, my fine feathered friend. Perhaps we can come to some sort of agreement.”
>Gilda sneered.
>”Yeah? How one-sided is it?”
>”Well, I’m not too big on murder, so I’m going to have to let you out of here. I also know you’re just going to come back later with even more guys to try and steal this territory. So, let’s settle it right here and right now.”
>”What are you talking about? We just tried that.”
>”Are these your best fighters?”
>”No.”
>”Gilda.”
>”Yes,” she admitted grudgingly.
>Innominate smirked and grabbed Gilda’s shoulder.
>She escorted her to the edge of the box seats so they could look out into the Pit.
>”How about you take your five best guys, and anyone else you can find on your way out to the Pit, and you put them up against my best guy? Winner takes all.”
>”Are you for real? You’d stake your whole operation on one fight?”
>”Hell, I’ll even give you the recipe for our power juice.”
>Gilda’s eyes widened.
>”No way.”
>”Yes way. What do you say?”
>”Hell yeah. You got it, you glorious mother fucker!”
>They shook on it.
>Gilda rushed over to her men and helped them up, shouting about how they’re about to be rich and they need to get ready.
>They all rushed past you into the stairwell, headed for the pits.
>All that was left in the room consisted of you, Innominate, and Anonymous.
>The woman was laughing hysterically.
“What’s funny?”
>”Huh? Oh, hey, Twilight. I didn’t see you there.”
>She gestured for you to come closer.
>You did so and got wrapped into a hug.
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>>27964112

>”Oh I’m so happy. We’re finally going to get these bozos off our backs.”
>You were unsure.
>Five men, plus however many more Gilda could find?
>After the beating John took against just three, you had your doubts.
>Not even that, but the three were only “high ranking”, according to Innominate. Not “the best”.

>”You don’t seem as excited,” she said.
“I just don’t see how one man can take those odds.”
>”Oh please. Did you see how scrawny those kids were? My man won’t have any trouble. Isn’t that right, honey?”
>You looked over to Anonymous, who was rubbing instead of dabbing the red stain on his shoulder with a paper towel.
>He gave a thumbs up.
“Wait, you’re sending him out? Isn’t that a bit dangerous considering he helps run this place?”
>”We’ve got nothing to worry about. Anon, why don’t you make your way down?”
>”My shirt is dirty.”
>”Then take it off.”
>”I like this shirt.”
>”I’ll wash it when we get home.”
>He sighs and unbuttoned it, tossing it to the side when he was done.
>”It’s ripped anyway,” he said downcast.
>He walked over to a cabinet in the corner of the room and removed from it five red syringes.
>Your blood ran cold at the sight of them.
“Is that Nectar?” you asked in a low voice.
>”Nectar? You mean that shit Red sells? Hell no. We only deal in quality substance here.”
>”It’s power juice,” Anonymous answered. “Specifically designed to increase blood flow, stimulate energy output to muscles, and inhibit pain.”
>”We dole this out to high payers who want an edge in their fight.”
“That’s a tad dishonest.”
>”Hey, you consent to go down in that ring knowing you’re going to get your shit kicked in. Nobody should be complaining just because their opponent took a shot beforehand.”
>”She’s right,” said Anonymous as he passed by the two of you. “It’s completely dishonest.”
>With that, he disappeared down the stairs.
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>>27964120

>You and Innominate went over and took your seats.
>”So? What’s new?”
“Well, I recently made a new acquisition on--”
>”No, stupid,” she cut you off. “I mean how are you? What’s been going on?”
“Oh. I’ve been good, I suppose.”
>”That’s nice. Make up with Red yet?”
“No,” you said abruptly.
>”Jeez. Alright, I’ll leave that alone.”
>A booming cheer unlike the others you’d heard before erupted from the crowd.
>”AWOO! AWOO! AWOO!”
>”You’re in for a treat now, ladies and gentlemen!” sounded the intercom.
>Anonymous descended into the Pit where five people sat in wait for him.
>”King Anonymous vs the Bahhston Bangers, courtesy of Gilda Griffon!”
>”AWOO! AWOO! AWOO!”
“He has a reputation.”
>”How did you know?”
>Then you saw Anonymous toss the syringes at his opponents. All five of them.
“What’s he doing?”
>”Giving them the power juice.”
“Why? Won’t that only hurt him?”
>”He has this stick up his ass about keeping things fair. Something about having pride in your own abilities and respect for your opponents. A bunch of bullcrap I’ll never get.”
>The men quickly injected themselves.
>It had a visible effect on them.
>Even from your seat, you could see the veins pulsing out of their flesh, pumping energy throughout their bodies.
>”The weapons clock has been set for three minutes. Begin!”
>And off they went.
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>>27964131

>Innominate yawned.
>”I’m bored. Come on, let’s go get a bite.”
“Don’t you want to see the fight?”
>”I already know how it’s going to end. There’s no point.”
”Well, I suppose I could use something to eat.”
>She took your hand and led you out.
>When you arrived at a cafeteria, the intercom sounded.
>”The weapon timer is up! Give these assholes some toys!”
>You grimaced, remembering the beating John took when the weapons came out.
>His tangled, greasy hair changing from black to red as blood spattered onto it.
>His face puffing up like a balloon as they laid into it.
>But then you stopped to think about all of that as it occurred to you that you were in a cafeteria.
>You looked around, surprised at how closely it fit any old highschool room.
>From the plain floors to the blue and white tiled walls, even the ceiling fans that spun but didn’t actually circulate the air.
>It was all there.
>And so out of place.
>”What? People get hungry after a good fight.”
“So you built a cafeteria?”
>”It’s extra revenue.”
>At the food racks, she took a couple slices of pizza.
>”You like pepperoni? You look like a pepperoni kind of girl.”
“Cheese is fine, thank you.”
>”Whatever.”
>She shrugged and handed you two slices of cheese pizza and a small soda.
>She and the cashier nodded to each other.
>Once sat, you started to eat.
>”So,” she said immediately, pushing her plate to the side. “Tell me about that boy you came in with.”
“That boy is old enough to be my father.”
>”So you’re into age difference.”
“What?”
>”I didn’t peg you for that kind of girl.”
“What’s going on here?”
>”Come on. I saw the passion in that hug.”
>You set your pizza down gently.
>You looked her square in the eyes.
>They were half closed, accenting her smug grin.
“Hold on, do you actually think that he and I are a thing?”
>”Well?”
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>>27964141

“No,” you shouted. “No, of course not. Ew, why would you even think that?”
>”Poor men can be quite the ride. I didn’t know if you were experimenting or something.”
“God no. Jeez, Innominate. I have work to think about. I would never--especially with a friend--get involved like that.”
>She laughed at your claims.
>”Really? Wow, you’re uppity.”
>You frowned and pushed your plate away.
“I’ve lost my appetite.”
>”No, come on,” she said, pushing it back in front of you.
>”Look, I’m sorry. I just thought my little Twilie was finally getting some action. Guess I was wrong.”
>Pulling her own plate in front of her, she picked up a slice and bit into it.
>”Yo,” shouted someone from the entrance of the cafe. “They’re going fucking medieval out there! They got swords and axes and shit! Come check it out!”
>Several eager young people dashed out.
>About half the cafeteria was gone.
>It was even quieter, which was fine for you.
>”So if you’re not fucking him,” she began to ask, but for once, you cut someone off.
“Can we please not talk about this while I’m eating?”
>”Oh, sure. All you had to do was ask.”
>You ate in silence for about ten seconds.
>Then, she spoke up again.
>”What’s up with your hair? Trying a new trash chic look?”
“I had a rough day yesterday.”
>”What happened?”
“It’s a long story. Let’s just say Rainbow Dash did it.”
>Innominate smiled.
>”Yeah, figures.”
>The intercom came on.
>”Hey, you can’t be in here!”
>”Move, fattie!”
>That was Gilda’s voice.
>”Twenty grand to whoever can knock the jolly green giant on his jolly green ass!”
>”Guards! Someone get this lady out of here!”
>”Don’t touch me, motherfucker!”
“Anyway, I guess I have to thank her when I get home.”
>”Why’s that?”
“I think I finally figured something out. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without her.”
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>>27964148

“What about you? How have you been, Innominate?”
>”Oh, you know.”
>She took a bite of pizza.
>And chewed.
>And, well, that was it.
“Well, anything else?”
>”Oh, you know.”
“Come on.”
>”Shit, Twilight. What would be new with me?”
>You raised an eyebrow.
>”I’m a grown woman. I have a steady job and a loving husband. My life isn’t full of much adventure. The most interesting thing that’s happened to me in a while is our little cabin trip.”
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.”
>”No, don’t be.”
>She sighed and set her pizza down.
>”I’m happy. Really, I am. I grew up in the slums of Fillydelphia, but here I am now. I couldn’t ask for a better life than what I got.”
“You don’t sound so enthusiastic.”
>”It’s just,” she trailed off.
“Well?”
>”It’s just, you know. I wish things were a bit more exciting.”
“This isn’t exciting for you? It’s so busy and loud here.”
>”I know, and I love it. But it’s not exciting. I’m used to it. I’m used to this routine. Sometimes I wish Anon would just sweep me off my feet and we’d ride off into the sunset on horseback or some equally sappy shit. I don’t know, just something different.”
>You heard about this before.
>A midlife crisis.
>You read a book on it once.
“Buy an expensive car.”
>”Excuse me?”
“Trust me.”
>”And the winner is Anonymous! Give it up for the jolly green giant whose jolly green ass remains unknocked!”
>”I’ll fucking knock you, you lardy piece of shit!”
>”Guards!”
“I guess you were right.”
>”Of course I was. I’m always right. Now come on, I want to see the look on Gilda’s face.”
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>>27964162

>You knew you were getting close to the pit when the chants became loud enough that you couldn’t hear yourself think.
>”AWOO! AWOO! AWOO!”
>”AWOO! AWOO! AWOO!”
>”AWOO! AWOO! AWOO!”
>Anonymous stepped out of the staircase.
>He had seen better days.
>His pants were torn to ribbons and his body was just as ripped up.
>His green flesh was caked in blood, and what was visible was beginning to bruise.
>Still though, he walked out of that Pit alone.
>Innominate ran up to him.
>He grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around.
>He dipped her down, and leaned in close to her.
>”Hail to the king, baby.”
>They began to kiss, but you were more interested in the Pit.
>When you walked over to the fence, you were shocked at what you saw.
>There must have been fifteen, maybe sixteen unconscious people down there.
>They were lying in heaps on each other, surrounded by axes and swords, whole and broken alike.
“Unbelieveable.”
>”Let go of me! I said let go!”
>Gilda’s raspy voice snapped your attention away from the Pit.
>She was being held by two armed men. The ones from the entrance.
“Hey, Bulk.”
>”So,” said Innominate as she sashayed up to the captured woman. “Looks like you lost the game.”
>”Fuck you! You’re coming awful close to being a dead woman!”
>”Gilda, you take your five guys, and you take the rest of your men, and you get out of Dodge.”
>The guards threw her loose.
>She looked down into the Pit with anger, hate, resentment, all painted on her face.
>”Whatever. This place is lame.”
>She stormed off, screaming her head off about a bunch of losers and how she wouldn’t want this Pit if it were the last ring on Earth.
>That went well.
>”How about we get you home now?” Innominate asked you.
“I’d like that.”
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>>27964175


That's it for today. Maybe for a while. I don't know, it's up in the air. I should also probably leave the pastebin this time since the first I didn't was apparently the first time someone needed it http://pastebin.com/dCjhbyLK
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>>27964162
I remember being very invested in your King Anonymous green back when you started writing it for that thread, but the thread died and I could never finish it since I am more of a thread guy.
Will read it from the paste though.
>>27964175
>She stormed off, screaming her head off about a bunch of losers and how she wouldn’t want this Pit if it were the last ring on Earth.
Gilda is /v/ incarnate.
>>27964186
I have the utmost curiosity do you read other writefriends greens?
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>>27964186
It's also in the archive!
See you when you get back, Sea Urchin. The lurkers and I will be waiting
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>tfw had to shut down my computer because it was too hot during the day
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>>27962286
What manga did she find ?
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so is boringlight going to be updated anytime soon?
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>>27966580
Never. Ever.
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Dykes should dyke dykes
>>
>>27966840
To dyke or not to dyke
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>>27966978
An excellent question. I for one think dyke can be nice, but it depends on the dynamic
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>>27966978
Dykes will dyke whether you dyke or not
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Remove dyke
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>>27966840
>>27967549
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>>27967549
Clever
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>>27967549
>>27966840
>>27967598
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>>27966840
>>27966978
>>27967501
>>27967549
>>27968100
>not knowing dykes are statistically the worst domestic abusers
>not knowing homosexual women are the worst parents, statistically, even worse than gays
>not knowing horses are polygynic
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>>27968100
That image is okay, there is no dykeshit implied.
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>>27968169
I just don't like fags in general.
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>>27968238
reasonable, statistically speaking :^)
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>>27968173
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>>27968238
I like this guy
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>>27968169
I don't like 3D women in general.
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>>27969815
He's just mad his country got BTFO by America.
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>>27969932
He is right though.
Poor burgers, can't stand a little banter.
>>
>>
Thread theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tVj0ZTS4WF4
The pun is that you are all faggots.
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>>27970447
I hate this song over everything.
Fucking demonism.
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Since we are close to bump limit: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GA2tpPl-9GQ
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>>27971992
and why did you post this?
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>>27972015
WE GOT FOAM!!!1
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>>27971864
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Look out! It's a...
SHIMMIGRANT
WAVE
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I
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>>27972223
Claim
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>>27972230
Last
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>>27972238
Post
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>you will never be seduced by a HST secret agent
>you will never hear her tell the barternder "shaken, not stirred"
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FOAM
O
A
M
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>Only page 3.
Is the board dead?
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new thread
>>27972381
>>27972381
>>27972381
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