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Why didn't we think of a story like this earlier editio

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Why didn't we think of a story like this earlier edition.

Twilight: I can't really believe your story Anon, buildings with over 100 levels? Flying boats bigger than Ponyville? And yet there's no magic in your world? Please.
>Growing tired of Twilight's berating, you go out into the world to prove her wrong.

That's the prompt that started it all. So what is thread about? It's about Anon bringing human science and inventions to Equestria and a disbelieving Twilight. Although, that's not necessarily the prompt you need to follow if writing is what you desire.

Thread Story List.
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Yoohoo's shit

Part 1
>http://pastebin.com/uPUbDRFp

Part 2
>http://pastebin.com/3jSJrCw7

Part 3
>http://pastebin.com/QvwbL3dZ

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>>28058614
Too long didn't read lel
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forerunner in equestria
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>>28058614
Ahh yeah that new thread smell.
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>telling other people they don't know how to make new threads
>Not putting a title
Kys my famalamborghini
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>>28059049
Brand new tires
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>>28058614
>no title
Nice job, you made a thread that can't even be found by the search function.
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bumpo
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>>28058614
Which aircraft are as big as a small town?
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>>28058637
>you will never have a lifespan measured in millenia
>you will never have the resources and machines available to build structures so advanced they're indistinguishable from magic
>you will never have artificially intelligent constructs overseeing and maintaining your ever spanning vast installations and constantly manufacturing automated robotic guardians
>you will never construct your own habitable worlds made of alloy and technology
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>>28058614
YOU HAD ONE JOB ONE JOB
You forgot the thread title.
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>>28058614
I like that you're an idiot.
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>>28058614
HOW AM I GONNA FIND THE THREAD NOW, OP?
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>>28061446
You just did. Now pin it in the catalog.
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>>28061985
Just wait for Yoohoo to update
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>>28061985
>>28062655
and writefag is kill
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>>28062655
>>28061985
Yeah, I'll be updating in about an hour or so I'd say
On the bright side, I've been talking with a drawfriend of mine, so we may be getting some new artwork sometime this week
I'm also trying to nail down Frenchmilf's design for reasons, so I may vector her out if I manage to wake up early enough
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>You sit up, looking around
>It's oddly quiet
>You can't hear anything in the house
>You slide out of the bed, rubbing your eyes as they adjust to the dim lighting
>You would have expected someone to pop in and grab you for something right about now
>But there's just nothing
>You draw back the blackout curtain on Sunset's window and
>Oh god no
>Are those... Cars?
>You see people walking along the sidewalk outside
>People
>You take a step back, eyes wide, stumbling over an errant shoe and falling backwards
>You jolt awake, heart racing
>Which in turn wakes up Sunset
>"What? What, iz somezing wrong mon cheri?"
>You look around at the familiar, cozy Prench home interior, getting your bearings
>You're still laying in the recliner, your Prench pilot snuggled up against you as she looks at you with a semblance of worry
>It had never occurred to you that after spending so much time in Equestria that dreaming about soemthing so mundane could cause you to wake up in a fright like that
>You look down at Sunset as your racing heart calms down
"No... No everything's fine, Sunset. Just a bad dream is all."
>You instinctively pull the mare close, hugging her tightly
"Just a bad dream."
>She wraps her hooves around you as best as she can, returning your embrace
>"Perhaps you are just a bit homesick. You did come to Prance wiz very little warning..."
>You aren't sure you agree with the first part
"Nah, I'll be fine. Don't worry about it. I'm enjoying it here."
>"Oh, zat makes me happy zen. I was worried you weren't having a good time."
"Nonsense. Your mother's a master chef, I'm gonna go out fishing with your dad tomorrow, the home is comfy as... Heck,"
>You look around for Sunset's mother, but can't seem to locate her, but you're sure she would have popped in from somewhere the minute you swore under her roof
"And to top it all off I get to spend time with Ace Pilot Sunset Airlines. What's not to love?"
>That gets a little blush to appear on her cheeks as she rolls her eyes
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>>28063415
>"Oh hush, you."
>You pat her head and pull the lever on the recliner, sitting up in the process
"What time is it? How long did I nap for?"
>"Well, you completely missed lunch. It iz abooout... five-zirty."
"Dinnertime then."
>You look to the ceiling, wondering what wondrous meal that Sunny was cooking
>You weren't ever really one for cooking, so you can't quite place the smells that are wafting out of the kitchen
>But it was probably something great
>"Mama has only just started on ze food, so it'll be a little while."
>You rub your chin, wondering just what you were going to do to kill time between now and dinner
>Sunset seems to have an idea, as she's already grabbed your hand and started trying to pull you out of the chair as she hovers in front of you
>"Would you like to come for a walk wiz me, Anon? Just for a little bit, we won't go too far."
>She asks as if you'd turn her down
"Lead the way."
>"Mama! I'm going out for a bit!" She calls out, getting a response in French from the kitchen
>You two head out the door and into the warm Prench evening
>It's no longer raining, though it's a bit humid
>The cool breeze every so often makes up for it however
>"So Anon, when do you want to go back home to Ponyville?"
"Hm? Oh, whenever is fine with me. It's not like I'm on a strict schedule or anything."
>"We'll be leaving sometime wizin ze next few days zen."
>You look down at her, a questioning look on your face
>"What?"
"You've got something planned, don't you."
>Sunset scoffs, letting out a little huff afterwards
>"Zere's just no winning wiz you, iz zere?"
"I didn't say I objected, I just like knowing when things are going on."
>"Fair enough. I have a couple zings planned, but zere's nozing set in stone yet."
>Sunset seems to be leading you out of the more populated area of her home town, out towards the more rural area where houses are sparse
"That still doesn't tell me anything, you know."
>You can almost hear her roll her eyes
>"Oh fine Anon."
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>>28063625
>"Let me start by asking you a question."
>She trots down a dirt path, going even further out towards a grassy field
>"Have you ever felt like you were... Ztagnating?"
"Stagnating?"
>"Like you were simply trotting along, but not getting anywhere?"
"Sometimes, yeah."
>"Zat iz what I am feeling in my life."
>Whoa alright
>"But zat iz not meant as an insult to you, mon cheri! Non, non! I mean to say zat... Well, I don't feel zat way now zat you are around."
>"In fact, it'z made me take a step back and look at myself for a bit. Zis iz ze biggest change in my life zat has happened in well... Quite a long time."
>She takes a seat on a nearby wooden fence, getting her up to eye level with you, where she reaches out and holds your cheeks with her hooves
>She looks into your eyes for a moment before giving you a kiss and smiling
>"And I realized zat zis iz ze kind of zing that can set in motion so many more zings, and I do not want to let zat go to waste."
>She's still holding your cheeks
>She looks adorable when she's trying to be serious
>"I don't want to just continue doing ze same old zing forever, and I believe wiz you at my side zat we can accomplish so many zings!"
>"Just imagine it, Anonymous. You and I, out in ze wild blue yonder wizout a care in ze world! Finding adventure and peril at every turn! Spending ze long, quiet nights in our quarters holding each ozer close..."
>"It iz ze kind of adventure zat I have always longed for, ever since I was a young filly."
>She drops her hooves down to hold onto your hand, bringing it up and holding it against her chest
>"And it iz somezing zat I want to experience wiz you, Anonymous. In fact I... Don't zink I could pull somezing like zis off wizout you."
>She's... Quite sincere about this
>She's silent as she sits there, waiting on your answer
>Her big, bronze eyes search your face for any hint of emotion or answer to her question
>It makes you think back to why you followed her airship in the first place
"Okay."
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>>28063784
>Perhaps one of the widest, brightest smiles you've ever seen spreads across her face
"But."
>You hold up a finger to stop the (assuredly) incoming celebration
"You have to help me keep a promise I made to myself."
>She tilts her head
"A very petty promise."
"In fact I'm positive I'm only doing it so I can have that one, sweet, beautiful 'I told you so' moment."
>This only confuses her more
"Everyone has goals."
>She nods her head furiously, her tail wagging back and forth as she tries to keep in her enthusiasm
"... Alright go ahead."
>She practically takes off with the force of a heavyweight punch, flying into the air and shouting happily in French as she flies about
>You stand there, arms crossed as you watch
>After about a minute or so she calms down and comes fluttering back down to land on the fence, face red from embarrassment
>"Oh Anon, you don't know just how excited I am."
"I saw, I think I've got a pretty good idea."
>She covers her mouth as she giggles
>"Aha, right. Well, like I said before, I have some zings planned. Meetings wiz old friends, zat sort of zing. It all ties into one anozer, I assure you."
"I'll take your word for it."
>"Zen if we are in agreement, we can head back home. Dinner should hopefully be ready by ze time we get back."
"Then lead the way, I wasn't paying attention when we were walking out here."
>She sighs and baps your nose, leading the way as she flutters along in front of you
>"Oh, yes, just one more zing before we go back."
>She turns around, hovering there in the air for a moment on silent wingbeats
>Sunset leans in and gives you another peck on the lips, a hint of pink tinging her cheeks
>"Je t'aime, Anonymous~"
"What?"
>"I love you."
>Well, if you weren't already too far gone, you were about to be
>Fuck it
"I love you too, Sunset."
>The most adorable squeaking sound comes out of her mouth as she hears you utter those words
>You aren't able to pry her off your arm for the entire walk back to the house
>What a day
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>>28063959
>You open the door, taking care not to smack Sunset against anything as you do so
>She still hasn't let go
>Though the moment you step over the threshold into the house she does, calling out to her parents
>"Back mama, papa!"
"Same."
>"Oh zere you two are! You're just in time for dinner."
>Man it's great to see Sunny again
>Prenchmom is the best
>You've still got to find a way to get that side by side ass comparison before you leave
>And seeing as how she takes after her mother, you wonder how much Sunset is going to fill out as time goes on
>You're crafty, you'll find a way
>Or hell, maybe you could just ask when Flint isn't around, Sunny seemed just weird enough for that approach to work
>It occurs to you that you're putting more thought into this than you did into any of Twilight's tests
>It's probably why she thinks you're an idiot
>Whatever, fuck her
>"Anon? Iz somezing wrong?"
>You're pulled out of your mental reverie by Sunset's voice, both she and her mother looking at you quizzically
>Your eyes dart between the mother and daughter
>Maybe
"Is Flint here?"
>"No, not at ze moment, I sent him out to go pick up some zings from ze store. Why?"
>Just maybe
"I've got a request."
>Sunset seems suspicious
"Sunny, how much does your daughter actually get from you. Like, genetics-wise."
>"Oh zat's quite a silly zing to ask, don't you zink? All of it."
>"Anon, I-"
"So is she gonna get all of that?"
>You ask, pointing to Sunny's gracious, plump posterior
>Sunset's jaw drops at the sheer audacity and bluntness of your question
>"Of course! It'z hereditary in our family!"
>You can't tell whether Sunset is more taken aback by her mom's casualness or the situation itself
>One last throw of the dice
"I'm gonna need to see a comparison here. I'm not sure I believe you."
>"A-Anon!"
>"Come now Sunset, turn around and show him."
>"MOZER!!"
>"Are you afraid your mozer iz going to take your boyfriend? I am happily married, young lady, now turn around and drop zose pants.
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>>28064125
>The entire situation is so surreal, you can't figure out if it's real or not
>Oh no, it's real
>There Sunset and her mother stand, plots squished up against each other side to side
>Clearly her mother has the superior posterior, but she's much older anyway, and has had years to build up a rump like that
>It's MILF bias or something
>Sunset of course, isn't lacking in competitive spirit, but spirit only gets her so far
>You rub your chin, nodding to yourself as you judge silently in your head
"Very informative, thank you both, ladies."
>"Don't worry Anon, Sunset will fill out later on, you can count on it!"
>Sunset herself, well... She can't really speak right now
>She's probably in shock that her parents can consistently come up with new ways to embarrass her
>Though this was mostly your fault
>But oh was it worth it
>You pull Sunset's pants back up and hold her underneath your arm
"She's gonna be alright to eat dinner, right?"
>"Oh of course Anon, don't worry."
>The rest of the evening passes uneventfully
>Sunset eventually snaps out of whatever shellshock you induced into her
>Or whatever it was
>Dinner was delectable, but that was to be expected at this point
>So now you lay with Sunset in her comfy bed, covers wrapped around the two of you as you stare at the ceiling, focusing on the fact that your eyes are adjusting to the darkness and trying to make out the details on the airship hanging from the ceiling above
>It's fruitless in this darkness though
>"I can't believe you did zat."
"Yeah well, neither can I."
>"What could have possibly possessed you to do such a zing!?"
"I wanted to see how your ass stacked up against your mom's."
>"And did you get all ze information zat you needed?"
>She asks, not without a bit of ire in her voice
>You give her flank a smack, right on her cutie mark, eliciting an "Eep!" out of the little Prench pilot
"You've got some junk in the trunk, but your mom has like two entire trunks in the trunk."
>Sunset groans
>You laugh
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That's it's from me for tonight, as I think this is a particularly good place to stop for now

Same place tomorrow
Excuse me while I go die in my bed for a few hours
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>>28064238 I love yoohoo
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>>28064238
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>>28060527
Blimp / Zeppelin / Dirigible
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>>28067918
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>>28068667
I still have my doubts about that size comparison
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>>28067918
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>55 minutes
>Page 9

What the fuck is going on. Why do we keep dropping down?
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>>28070074
Starlight Glimmer shitposting going out of control
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>>28070214
>haven't actually looked at the board outside this thread for the last week before now
>mfw all that Glimmer

I mean, I'm a little behind with the episodes this season, but did Glimmer have a special episode or something to warrant this level of shitposting?
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>>28070328
>implying /mlp/ need a reason for shitposting
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>>28070647
Clearly not, I meant this /specific/ shitposting.
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I'm running out of pictures of yoohoo to use to mark the start of an update
May just have to make yoohoo poner

Also update on how the Sunset art is coming along
Also in the process of vectoring out Sunset's mom
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>>28070973
3lewd5me
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>>28070973
Jesus Christ your monitor must suck
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>>28072610
That's not my monitor, it's my drawfriend's

What, you actually think I'm a semi-talented individual?
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And I'll dredge this thread back up from the depths with a shoddily made vector of Sunset's mom right before I update

Whose real name is Cannonade
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>>28072672
Well you're semi talented at writing
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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>>28073599
Fair enough. I don't think I would've gotten put in the OP if I weren't

>>28064238
>You're awoken quite violently by the sound of pounding at the door of Sunset's room
>"Quit tryin' to give me grandchildren and wake up. We're going fishing, Anonymous."
>The familiar booming, gruff voice of Sunset's dad sounds through the door
>Fucking hell
>You look at the clock
>It's 5:30 in the morning
>And it's raining
>Sunset has covered her face with a pillow
>Most likely from her dad's earlier comment
>You aren't sure that your biology is compatible to that extent anyway
>Well, no use in keeping him waiting
>You take a deep breath and hop out of bed, getting yourself dressed and stepping out, Sunset following along behind you, still somewhat groggy
>"It'z so early papa... Why must you be so loud..."
>Clearly the little pilot isn't a morning pony
>Flint tosses you a spear
>Thankfully he didn't throw it at you
>Down the steps you go, followed behind by Sunset
>"Bonjour, Anon! Finally awake?"
>How early do these ponies wake up?
"Morning Sunny. Just heading out with Flint for some uh..."
>You look at the spear
"Fishing."
>"Of course! Zat's why I made breakfast, and ze lunch for today."
"Oh you're coming with us?"
>"Of course! I would never miss a chance to watch ze men of ze house do a little spearfishing!~"
>A family outing
>Isn't that just dandy
>"Oh dear, Sunset we can't have you going out like zat, your mane iz all mussed!"
>"Mozer please, not zis early..."
>Though Sunset protests, she doesn't put up a fight as her mom pets and smooths out her mane, reducing the bedhead by 100%
>"Zere, much better!~"
>You stifle a snicker and follow Flint out the door, Sunset and her mother following behind under umbrellas
>None for you or Flint though
>You're MEN
>MEN aren't afraid of a little drizzle!
>Shit son it's cold rain
>Why
>It's Summer
>God damned weather ponies
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>>28073655
>Luckily it's not too far of a walk down to where Flint intends you go fishing
>On the way there you have a nice little conversation with Sunny about Sunset's childhood
>And eat some of the pastries she's prepared for breakfast
>Sunset, having still not woken up all the way, takes to latching onto your back and hanging there as you walk
>Sunny pries her off of your back as you arrive, taking her over to a relatively dry patch of rocks, planting the umbrella in the sand and taking a seat there with her daughter
>She lets Sunset rest her head in her lap, giving you a little wave as you look over
>You see Flint has already started, standing on a rock a good ways out into the water as he grips the spear with his wing
>They must be pretty powerful if they've gotta fly around all that muscle
>No point in waiting around, you suppose
>You remove your suit, tie, and shirt, exposing your marvelous physique to the elements
>You also hear a pomf of wings from the sidelines
>Looks like Sunset has woken up
>You wade out into the water, spear in hand, a good ways away from Flint
>You've never been spearfishing before
>It can't be that hard though, right?
>It's been around since ancient times, surely you can handle something like this
>"Don't forget to adjust for the image in the water, it's always a little off."
>Sound advice, thanks Flint
>You stand still, spear at the ready as your eyes scan the water for fish
>The rain breaking up the surface of the water doesn't make it very easy
>Then again, who said this would be easy
>There's one
>It swims along, completely unaware it's about to get rekt
>Swish
>Splash
>Nothing
>Flint on the other hand, has no trouble spearing one and tossing it in the cooler
>He's been doing this for a while, he's got it way easier
>You tell yourself that to make yourself feel better
>You wade out a bit more, near a few rocks jutting out of the water
>There's the little fucker that got away
>You hope so anyway
>You really like your petty revenge
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>>28073762
>Swish
>Splash
"GOT YOU YOU LITTLE SCALY FUCK."
"HA!"
>"Anon!"
>You wince a bit as you hear Sunny call you out with a scolding tone
>Another bit for the fucking swear jar
>You wade back and toss the fish into the cooler, going back to the rocks where you had such luck before
>There's another one
>You bet it's that other fish's brother
>JOIN YOUR SIBLING IN VALHALLA
>Swish
>Splash
>Success!
>Flint has easily speared more than you have
>But you're enjoying yourself regardless
>It wasn't a competition in the first place, right?
>You repeat the process, going back to your watery stalking grounds
>These poor fish
>They don't even know what's coming
>They'll just be swimming along, peacefully minding their own business when suddenly
>Swish
>Splash
>Caught
>Cooler'd
>Oh that's a big one
>Easily 14 pounds
>Swish
>Splash
>Miss
"OH NO YOU DON'T."
>You dive for the escaping fish, catching it with your bare hands and holding it high above your head triumphantly
>Sunset has your back, kicking a cloud and causing a crack of thunder and lightning as you do so
>Best girlfriend ever
>She understands your cheesiness
>You wonder if the fish expected this, having lived its entire life in a world of creatures with hooves
>Flint however simply eyes you with confusion as you toss in the fish
>"Maybe it's best we leave for the day... Before you start a fish genocide."
>He... Has a point
>You did get a bit carried away and nearly gut a fish with your hands
>"I zought it was hot."
>Sunset whispers in your ear
>Hell
>Yes
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>>28074014
>With a cooler half full of fish, you decide to take a break and eat a well-deserved lunch
>Sunny's cooking was of course, divine
>As usual
>You wonder what she's gonna make out of the fish you and Flint caught today
>Something great, most likely
>The walk home is rather uneventful, and save for some idle conversation with Sunset about her ship, nothing much happens
>The weather doesn't seem to want to clear up however
>And you're really looking forward to a nice, hot shower when you get back
>The warm interior of the home is inviting
>But you can hear the phantom of the hot water calling to you from upstairs
>You can't resist the siren song
>And you make your way upstairs, starting up the water, stripping down, and stepping in
>You can feel the feeling coming back into your toes, and you take a moment to simply relax and let the cold ebb away
>You close your eyes and sigh as the room start steaming up
>But you swear you could hear the door opening and closing
>"Anon?"
"Sunset? What're you doing in here?"
>"Come to take a shower wiz you, Anon. Why else?"
>That's rather forward of her
>You may be dating this little pilot, but you're still a bit uncomfortable at the prospect of being completely naked with her
>Maybe it has something to do with your morals about boning ponies
>Granted, can you really keep those intact when you're dating one?
>Where is the line dra- Oh there she is she's stepping in
>The water quickly gets to work on making her mane matted and drooping wet
>It's actually kind of sexy
>It still doesn't change the fact that Sunset is pretty much dick-level with you
>She's averted her gaze, and does her best to focus on looking up at you, her cheeks a bit red
"You know I would've been out in a bit, right?"
>"I just wanted to spend time wiz you, Anon."
>She sits down, still looking up at you
>"I like being near you. It makes my heart warm."
>Hnnng
"Alright alright, c'mere."
>You take a seat, pulling the her close and gently stroking her mane
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>>28074344
>The feeling of her wet fur on your bare skin is strange, but not unwelcome
>She really wasn't lying it seemed
>Sunset truly did just like being around you
>She wasn't here for anything else but companionship
>And maybe some belly rubs
>You decide to test this theory by taking some soap and squirting it into your hand, starting to lather up Sunset's coat
>"W-What are you doing?"
"Washing you."
>She grumbles a bit, glancing away and letting you go about your business
>You turn her around, lathering up her tush, massaging the flanks as you do
>In fact you give her plot a bit too much attention
>"A-Anon, I-I zink my rump iz w-well lazered, zank you..."
>You give it a little slap, watching it jiggle a bit as she huffs
>You didn't forget about her wings of course
>You run your hands up her back, slowly pulling her wing out and beginning to slide your soapy hands across the feathers
>Sunset bites her lip as she stifles some little squeaks
>Once you feel satisfied that this wing was lathered up, you move onto the next and repeat the process
>You can feel the mare's body heating up as you do so
>Better stop before she goes crazy again
>Well, at least that's her wings done
>You flip her over, and immediately she crosses her legs, blushing furiously
>"J-Just what do you zink you're doing, Anon?!"
"Lathering up your front."
>"...Oh."
>Sunset reluctantly moves her front hooves, allowing you access to the floof on her chest as you lather her up
>Soon comes the belly rubs
>And she's ticklish
>Soon there's bubbly, Prench laughter filling the room as you try and rub her belly and lather her up
>She kicks her hindhooves a bit as you finish up and reach under her arms to holds her up in the water, watching as the suds slowly rinse off of her
>She sticks her tongue out at you
>You roll your eyes
>It's moments like these that are the ones you'll remember
>The small, silly things
>And you're gonna make sure to make a lot more like these as time goes on
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Alright, that's it for tonight m80s
The slice of life updates will slowly be coming to a close soon enough, so MAKE WAY FOR ADVENTURE
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>>28074745
this update was so damn adorable I can't even...
HHHHNNNNNNGGGGGGG
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>>28074728
Be still my melting heart...
Hnng
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>>28074728
I need insulin now because that was so sweet it gave me diabeetus
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>>28058614
This image needs a green for it.
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>>28077163
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>>28077163
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The lewd is done
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And the cute is as well
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>>28079963
I want to slap it, so that means you win.
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>>28079963
>>28079990
tickled my heart
and my dick
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>>28079990
what a qt
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>>28079990
*Boop*
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>>28079963
>>28079990
>tfw no sweet, adorable little french pilot waifu
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>>28080958
Why even bother living?
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>>28082168
Truly there is no point to life.
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page 9
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>>28074728
I'm reading through your pastebin and your story is... surprisingly comfy and cute. Definitely happy to read more.
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>>28083584
I try

>>28074728
>"..on! ...ke up!"
>Your groggy, half-asleep brain is slowly trying to make sense of what's going on
>You groan as you push up off the bed, look around for a moment
>Then you flop back down on the bed
>Rebooting Anon.exe...
>You feel something hit the side of your head lightly
>"Anon!"
>Your eyes creak open and you see pillow
>Well, one of your eyes does
>The other one looks at Sunset, who is bright-eyed and bushy-tailed
"Mmrgn... 'stoo early..."
>You reach out and loop your arm around the Pegasus, pulling her in for snuggles
>"Anonnnnn stop! Get up! It'z time to wake up!"
>She wriggles and flaps her wings, slipping out of your grasp and hovering above you
>"Mamaaaa!"
>You hear hoofsteps
>Then the door opening
>"Oh dear, iz Anon still not awake?"
>You feel hooves twisting your head gently, and you're unsure if they're Sunny's, or Sunset's
>Sniff
>Sniff
>That's the smell of a delicious home-cooked breakfast
>"Zaaaat's it. Rise from your sleep~"
>You open your eyes and blink a few times as your eyes adjust to the light
>There's a platter of food being held underneath your nose by Sunset's mom
>You reach out to grab one, but she pulls them away as you try to do so
"This is torture."
>You grumble out and sit up, rubbing away the sleep from your right eye
>"Zere we are! Bonjour, Anon! Did you sleep well?"
"I was."
>Sunny sticks her tongue out at you
>You turn around and grab Sunset right out of the air
>She squeaks as she's pulled into your lap for consensual petting
"I thought you hated mornings too."
>You ask her
>"I do. But mozer said she has a surprise for me. Aaand my love for surprises outweighs my sleep."
>You'll keep that in mind
"It's... 4AM. The sun hasn't even come out yet, Sunny. What could you possibly have to show us both?"
>"Ohoho, zat would spoil ze surprise, Anon! Come now, you don't want to disappoint Sunset like zat, do you?"
>Of course you don't
"Not at all."
>"Zen get up, get dressed, and eat some breakfast~"
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>>28058614
>le calm science self-insert guy
>le angry magic believer
This general is shit.
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>>28084081
>le sexy self-insert Anon
>le mares who love him
this board is shit

also
>le le
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>>28083997
Just thinking about large airships makes me wish I could join with it's fighter complement. Can you imagine how awesome it would be to launch in a fighter in one of those things? Dogfighting around your massive mothership as she fires flak into the skies, swatting hostile interceptors and broadsides enemy airships as they turn to engage. Glorious.
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>>28084515
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOxnoMPntt8
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>>28084515
>>28084531
I can't be the only one that's disappointed they missed the age of intense dogfights, right? Truly there would be no greater thing than to fight and to die during aerial combat.
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>>28083997
>As usual, you look quite snazzy
>As usual, Sunset looks adorable in that uniform of hers
>It's still 4 in the morning though
>And you're starting to grow somewhat suspicious of Sunny's motives
>She's leading you down back roads and alleyways, and you're completely flip-turned upside down after the first seven or so turns
>Sense of direction wasn't really your strong suit when it came to foreign countries
>"Mama, where in ze world are we going? I've never been in zis part of town before."
>"Oh don't worry about it ma chère, we'll be fine."
>It occurs to you that never really stopped to ask about Sunset's mom
>In fact, other than her family life, she hasn't really told you anything other than vague answers
>All this slowly compounds in on itself until you're left wondering just what the story is behind this mom is
>Shit, what if she isn't Sunset's mom at all
>No, wait, they look too much alike for something of that magnitude
>But something seems off
>And you can't place it
>And it keeps nagging at you
>"Ze... Souzth harbor, it'z been abandoned for a few years. And... mozer, you know we're like... A zree minute walk from ze Norzth harbor, right, mama?"
>"Indeed! But ze Norzth harbor does not house what I wish to show you, sweetie."
>Okay, now you were sure something was up
>This mare's keeping secrets
>Actually
>Just one big secret
>A first-rate
>Man-of-war
>Sunset's jaw has dropped as she looks on in awe at the massive warship
>Sunny stands proudly as the sun rises over the horizon, setting the water glittering and illuminating the ship in all its splendor
>"Ze Storm Fortress. Beautiful, is she not?"
>Jesus
>Motherfucking
>Christ
>"One hundred and zwenty-eight guns. 56 cannons on each broadside, 8 cannons in ze stern, 4 cannons in ze bow, and a set of six mortars."
>"Zere iz nozing zat zis ship could not defeat back in her day. In fact, even now she iz a force to be reckoned wiz."
>Sunset's wings are sticking straight out, her eyes wide
>"But..."
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>>28084706
>"Sadly, zere iz no reason to bring her out anymore. And here she sits, alone."
>"But I still love her~"
>She trots over to her daughter and fixes her dropped jaw, patting her on the head
>"I suppose you have more zan a few questions for your dear old mozer, yes?"
>"Well, perhaps I can alleviate some of zose."
>This family is insane
>"My name iz not Sunlit Grove. It iz actually Cannonade."
>THAT'S what was bugging you
>Her cutie mark and her name didn't match up
>What kind of pony has a cannon as their cutie mark with a name like Sunlit Grove?
>"And contrary to what I've told you, mon fillete, your mozer did not work in a bakery for most of her life."
>Could've fooled you at least
>"Your mozer was a part of ze Prench navy, captain of ze ship you see before you~"
>Big ship for a big gal, it makes a little sense you suppose
>"Oh I was so happy to see you so excited when we took you to ze museum! I knew zat I had passed on ze blood of a captain to my little girl~"
>Cannonade embraces Sunset happily, nuzzling her cheek
>"Even if your ambitions are up in ze sky, and my past was at sea, I feel like I can finally speak to you as your mozer for ze first time in a very long while..."
>"I'm sorry Sunset, for lying to you for so so long, but I wanted to wait until ze time was right for zis."
>Cannonade pets her daughter's mane as she holds her
>"But seeing you again, and wiz Anonymous... It makes me realize zat you are no longer ze little filly zat loved coming home and putting togezer new models."
>"And alzough it hurts a little bit to have to let zat little filly go, I am so proud of ze young mare zat you have become!~"
>"You and a ship of your own, and in ze sky to boot... Oh, you don't know how proud you make me, as boz a captain and a mozer..."
>Cannonade's eyes are welling with happy tears
>Sunset finds her words again and clears her throat as she works through all that she's been told
>"...But mama... Why now of all times?"
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>>28084821
She nearly came from a tiny boat, show her the 5.5Km+ Retribution Battleship.
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>>28084851
Or the Litany of Litany's Litany

>>28084821
>Cannonade smiles softly
>"What kind of mozer would I be if I didn't give my little filly a parting gift before she leaves?
>Wait a minute...
>"B-But mama, you don't mean..."
>"Not quite what you're zinking, unfortunately. Zis ship iz my pride and joy. But..."
>She rubs her hoof against the hull of the ship, smiling
>"Zis little dear won't be seeing combat again. Not for a long time, I'm sure."
>Sunset holds up her hoof as her brain puts together what her mom is saying
>"I know my own daughter, I know zat wanderlust, zat zirst for adventure zat wells deep inzide you. It iz ze same I had at your age."
>"And perhaps it'z just my mozerly instincts kicking in, but I would be loaze to see my daughter head out wiz no protection."
>"Not to discount you of course, Anon~"
>"Ze Storm Fortress's cannons sunk a great many ships in her time, and I feel it iz only right to pass zem on to you, Sunset."
>While Sunset wants to revel in this tender moment, the prospect of those guns is too much for her, and a familiar bright grin spreads across her face
>"Of course, I doubt you will need all 158. Take from her what you need, and your mozer will ask a few old friends to see zem safely to your ship and installed zere."
>"Along wiz a few ozer zings, courtesy of ze Prench navy~"
>You're just glad you don't have to carry the things over there
>"Oh... Oh my... Zank you mozer I... I don't know what to say..."
>"You don't have to say anyzing, mon fillete. As long as you promise me zat you won't get into too much trouble."
>"And vizit me and your fazer from time to time!"
>Sunset nods her head furiously, sniffling a bit as she experiences the same joy as her mother does
>As Sunset flies up onto the deck of the ship to start exploring and marking down what she needs and wants, Cannonade trots over to you
>"Anonymous, promise me, do not let anyzing happen to my little filly. She iz as ambitious as I was, perhaps even moreso.."
"I promise."
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>>28084939
>Cannonande smiles and nods
>"Zen we understand one anozer perfectly. You are a good man, Anon. I know zat you will do right by her."
>"I only wish I had somezing to give you as well."
"Please, you've been more than kind to me the whole time I've stayed with you. You cooked for me, washed my clothes and well..."
>You have the opportunity to go full cheese
>But do you take it?
>Well, if Sunset were here, you'd enjoy the reaction it'd get from her
"Besides, you already gave me Sunset. I think that's by far the best something you could give."
>Cannonade giggles a bit
>"She's already rubbing off on you, I see, ze little romantic."
"I guess so..."
>Soon enough Sunset returns with a big list of things, which you have to help her narrow down, because there's no way that all of it would fit on her airship
>True to her word, Cannonade returns with a few very burly stallions that help transport the cannons and ammunition all the way from here to Sunset's airship at the other harbor
>They even get it all set up for her as well
>Soon enough her ship is looking more and more like a battle-worthy barge
>Sunset is practically giddy with excitement, and her mother has to calm her down
>"I know you're excited, but you can't leave juuust yet. Wait until tomorrow, sweetie. Soon you'll see just what ze Prench navy can do for you~"
>The rest of the day is spent with Sunset as she helps out with the improvements to her ship
>She learns all there is to know about taking care of her new armaments and soon it's time for you two to head home
>Much as Sunset would love to stay with her ship the whole time, her mother insists
>Having been woken up at 4AM today, you have to agree, as even your BOUNDLESS STAMINA needs to recharge
>You sleep soundly, though it takes a bit of coaxing and tummy rubs on your part to make sure Sunset stays in bed and actually sleeps
>Seeing her so excited makes you happy though, and you can only imagine the sheer enjoyment she's feeling
>Thanks, Prenchmom
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>>28085038
Then they take over Equestria
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>>28084576
I guess I am.
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>>28084939
>As expected, Sunset is the first in the room to wake up
>She practically bounces on the bed as she tries to wake you up
>You groan and pull her in, wrapping the two of you in covers and cuddling the little pilot
"Sleep. Cannonade'll get us when all's done."
>She reluctantly agrees with you and sighs
>Still, she's not the kind of mare that would turn down free cuddling, especially from you
>You return to your restful slumber with your soft, cuddly bedmate
>She's still not a morning pony
>Hours later, a soft, gentle knocking is heard at the door
>"Iz everypony decent? May I come in?~"
>You're laying in the bed relaxing as Sunset paints the model on her desk
>"Yes mama, come in!~"
>Sunset can't hide the boundless energy in her voice
>Cannonade giggles a bit as she steps in
>"Well, I'm happy to report zat ze upgrades to Le Rossignol were a complete success! Everypony iz ready to see you off, mon fillete."
>Sunset can barely finish up the painting before shooting out of her chair and grabbing onto you tightly
>"Come on Anon, let's go! Allez allez!"
>You get dressed as quickly as you can while Sunset impatiently flaps her wings
>The moment you've got your shoes on, she grabs onto your arm and starts tugging you along
>You do your best to keep up with the peppy Pegasus without tripping over yourself
>And she's right to be excited
>For the sight that greets you when you arrive at the harbor is one that'd bring a tear to your eye
>The Nightingale has made quite the upgrade since you last saw her
>That hull armor looks thick
>And the balloon has been completely improved, and now bears a stylized Pegasus with a banner draped around her shoulders as she holds a coat of arms
>No doubt created from her own family lineage
>Sunset looks about ready to faint as she looks upon her very own warship
>"Just one more zing before you go, my dear..."
>Cannonade draws Sunset's attention over to where she stands with Flint, and an entire complement of ponies standing at attention
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>>28085143
>"W-Wait, zat can't be..."
>All of the ponies lined up give a salute to Sunset and speak in unison
>"We are ready to serve, capitaine!"
>Sunset's eyes are watering again
>But if you were to ask her, she'd surely say something had gotten in her eyes
>After all, she wouldn't want to be embarrassed in front of her crew
>She takes a deep breath, swallowing back the lump forming in her throat
>She speaks out, projecting her voice surprisingly loudly for such a little mare
>"Board up, everypony. Welcome, to Le Rossignol!"
>"Aye capitaine!"
>The ponies file on board and Sunset exhales softly
>Her parents approach the two of you, where they embrace their daughter tightly
>"I've said it before, mon fillete... But I am so proud of you. All grown up and... Oh, shoot I'm gonna make myself cry again."
>Cannonade kisses her cheek and ruffles her mane
>"Don't you dare forget to vizit us!"
>"I-I won't mozer, I promise."
>"Sunset... I may not always say it, but I want you to know that I love ya. Love ya more than anythin' in this world. Don't bite off more than ya can't chew."
>"I promise, dad. A-And don't worry! I've got Anon wiz me. Wiz him by my side, I can take on anyzing!"
>That's the spirit
>"Je t'aime, mon ange..."
>"Je t'aime mama, papa."
>Sunset pulls away from her parents and returns to you, boarding her airship alongside you and trotting up to the helm
>You watch from the deck as she trots up and observes her new ship
>Her new crew
>And her lover
>You can see it in her eyes
>She had that unmistakable spark
>That burning passion, deep in her soul that was just now being realized
>This was an entirely new chapter in her life that she was more than happy to experience right alongside you
>She smiles brightly and you see her throw the lever, and slam down on a pedal, the ship roaring to life as it ascends and takes off
>"To adventure!!"
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>>28085240
I hope you know I superimpose my own adorable little accent over all her lines in my head.
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I'm out for the night /TiM/
I hope you enjoyed our latest update in the saga of French pilot Sunset Airlines

More to come tomorrow. G'night
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>>28085251
I'm glad someone is doing it
Because that's what I'm trying to go for every time I type her dialogue
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>>28085263
My only worry is with how fast their whole relationship has been progressing is that it's all infatuation. A big bonfire that'll quickly burn itself out.

But I suppose this is fiction and I don't have to worry about that.
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>>28085276
Well yeah, I do admit they got together pretty quickly, but to be frank they haven't really done too much that pegs them down as actual lovers (aside from some passionate snuggling, kisses, and a shower together)

That and they've been at her parents' the whole time, so they haven't really had much time to have any sort of heart to heart about it.
What I'm going for is deepening their bond during this whole arc, because y'know, they'll have all the time in the world to do so up in the sky
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>>28085317
So that means you're invested in this story for the long haul, eh?
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>>28085327
Well yeah, I couldn't just leave you guys high and dry, that'd be mean

Besides, I like to write
I'm also planning on devoting some free brainstorming time to a small prequel story involving Sunset's mom in the Prench navy, but I doubt that'd fit in this general
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>>28074344
I like the idea of pegasi eating and enjoying fish.
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>>28085240
It's gonna be a real pain in the cunt to pay a full crew complement.
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>>28085336
Prance conquering Equestria with their superior airships when
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>>28085336
>but I doubt that'd fit in this general
As long as it has technology in it, it probably should fit in here.
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>>28085336
>>28087109
It doesn't even need technology. There was a good story that got started about Anon bringing Human culture to Equestria. Unfortunately it never got far. The author just quit for some reason.
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>>28087120
>Human culture
Arrogance, ignorance, superiority complex, carelessness and greed?
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>>28087185
More specifically things like the concept of books with sad endings and other stuff that's completely unheard of in Equestria.
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>>28087185
Yes. ISN'T IT GREAT?
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>>28087204
>books with sad endings
Oh, I remember this one.
Sad indeed, it looked promising.
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>>28087216
It is.
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>>28087204
There was also ecanon's story which focused on anon trying to limit the power of the unicorn nobility and bring more power to the masses.
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>>28087692
Link?
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FUCK! NEW EPISODE OBLITERATED OUR HEADCANON!
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>>28087706
http://pastebin.com/stjFr73k
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>>28088032
>Tips steam punk top hat in thanks
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>>28087908
uh
no
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>>28088158
Physics exists in equestria. 'nuff said.
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>>28088191
yeah
no
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>>28087908
wut habben
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>>28088495
Episode opened with Cheerilee announcing that the class is going to learn physics and gives an elementary explanation of force and energy.
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>>28087109
No I meant more or less the fact that it wouldn't have Anon in it since it'd be a few years back when Cannonade was in her prime
Back before having Sunset of course
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>>28085240
So the Prench government said it was cool to just give military armaments to a civilian, and what I'm assuming military personnel under her command to just go "adventuring"?
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>>28089565
Not quite.

Sunset's entire ship is essentially illegal, seeing as how her mom's ship was supposed to be long gone and decommissioned. Cannonade just called in a bunch of favors, and the crew in question is mostly the offspring of the Storm Fortress's old crew.

So you're about half right, the munitions and weapons aren't supposed to be there, and for all intents and purposes Sunset isn't supposed to have waht is now essentially a warship, but that's part of the plot itself.

Alternatively I'm a huge faggot, please rape my face
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>>28085317
no one in ponyville ask what the fuck happened with anon?
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>>28089691
Well, they have.

Anon and Sunset aren't in Ponyville though, so it's not like we can hear them across the ocean
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>>28085240
>>28085263
I can't help but think as all this is going on, Twilight is back in Ponyville flipping the fuck out because Anon disappeared.
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>>28091300
She is. Many scoldings will be brought upon once Anon returns
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page 9
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>>28092163
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>"Zat is- Zat is my fetish!"
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>>28092960
What do you think her fetishes are, besides airships?
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>>28093041
Bestiality
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>>28093110
kek
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>>28093110
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>>28093041
Never thought about them
Sunset is pure, PURE I SAY
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>>28093448
So she'd have quite the submissive streak then.
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>>28093708
>>28093448


I like where this is going...
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>>28093708
Most likely, yes. I don't know how she'd take to a collar though

I'm sure she'd have at least one deep dark kinky fetish for sure
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>>28093448
But what about Bestiality?
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>>28093819
We wouldn't have a story otherwise if she didn't
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>>28093847
I'm looking forward to Twilight and her friend's reactions to his new mate when he brings her home.
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>>28093961
I assume it'd be something along the lines of
>Blue Fast doesn't understand why Sunset doesn't like going fast
>Rara tries to make changes to Sunset's wardrobe
>Twi wants to take apart the ship
>Fluttershy tries to timidly explain to Sunset that her biology isn't compatible with Anon's

I don't know what Appul and Ponk's reactions are though
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>>28094127
>>Fluttershy tries to timidly explain to Sunset that her biology isn't compatible with Anon's
>not making it work
>not finding a way
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>>28094214
>implying Sunset isn't weird enough to ask Twilight to try and do something about it
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>>28094127
>Ponk throws a party
>Appul is just plain glad he found someone
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>>28094232
Sunset confirmed for best mare.
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>>28094244
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>>28094214
>>28094232
Maybe that can be one of their quests. The quest to find a powerful fertility spell/potion.
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>>28094291
I was kind of up in the air on that because I had thought about it before

But if the thread wants, then who am I to say no

>inb4 it just gives anon a horsedick and balls
It works
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>>28094409
>>inb4 it just gives anon a horsedick and balls
pls no

also i hope if you do put that whole fertility thing in its further down the storyline
its way too early for stuff like that
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>>28094436
Nah, although it may not seem like it, I have some semblance of pacing and plot events

Even if I don't plan anything out beforehand
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>>28085240
>"Isn't zis AMAZINK, Anon? Hoh gosh, I feel like I am finally ze ruler of ze skies I was always meant to be~"
"Calm down there, Zeus."
>"Who?"
>You make a mental note of a book you're gonna have to give to Sunset when you get the chance
"Nevermind."
>She's spent the last thirty minutes dragging you around and showing off her new and improved airship
>The new propellers are much larger than they used to be, to compensate for hauling around the additional weight
>And of course, she's excited about the cannons, rubbing and being creepily affectionate to them
>But Sunset was weird already, so it didn't really bother you
"Uuuunfortunately I'm gonna have to put a slight delay in our adventure, Sunset."
>"Oh? But why?"
"Because there are a few ponies back in Ponyville that I'm assuming are very worried about my well-being right now."
>You think for a moment about what Twilight could conceivably be doing right now
"Scratch that, make it neurotically worried."
>Sunset's ears pin back a bit as she giggles nervously
>"Oh yeah! Uh, zat... Shoot. I'd forgotten all about zat."
>Figures the little scatterbrain would forget kidnapping you
>"Well, ze good news iz zat we're already heading over zat way, so wiz a little course correction we can land zere wizin a couple hours or so."
"Good girl."
>You ruffle her mane, to which she sticks her tongue out at you as you two return above deck
>You still haven't learned the names of the crew yet
>You're sure they'll make them known to you when they get the chance
>They seem happy enough just to be here it seems
>They're quite adorable in their outfits
>Sunset calls down and assures you that you're en route to Ponyville
>You're currently busy fighting off a barrage of questions from little Prench mares all asking you what your deal is
>Your "deal" being that you're a human
>Which they've obviously never heard of or seen before now
>You do your best to answer all their questions, but your head is spinning by the end of it
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>>28094758
yiss
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what if ponies has alloys that is room temperature superconductors, and they did not realize that.
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>>28095025
Then it is our duty to humanity to LIBERATE them from it.
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>>28095025
i would not be surprised. they've probably made alot of scientific, developed good theories, but then have a last-minute bullshit explanation
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>>28094758
>They sure make them curious over in Prance
>By the end of it, most had dispersed and after you sated their curiosities
>And even taught them a few things as well
>Though you're a bit concerned at the fact that more than a few of them aren't actually Pegasi
>What if they fell off?
>What if you fell off?
>Well, Sunset would probably dive for you in the latter scenario
>You grab a nearby Unicorn poner and lift her up to eye level
"What's your name?"
>She squirms a little
>"My name's Sweet n' Sour, sir. How can I help ya?"
>You hold her under your arm and point over the edge of the ship
"What happens if you fall off?"
>"That's what the ropes're for, Anon."
>Ropes?
>You hadn't paid attention before, but as she mentions it and holds up a sturdy rope, you look around and see all non-Pegasi are snugly tied and harnessed to various points on the ship, with enough slack letting them mill about the ship comfortably
"Oh."
>"Yup! If we fall off, the ropes make sure we don't go far, and we climb back up, juuuust like in gym class."
>You wonder how that works with hooves
"Huh, fair enough."
>"Mind setting me down there, Mr. Grabby Hooves?"
"They're called hands."
>You set the Unicorn down and she happily goes about her business as you return to looking majestic at the bow
>Truly you were meant to be a figurehead
>Your clothes billowing in the wind as you look over the lands below
>This is the kind of thing you want a painting of in your room back home
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>>28061313
Fuck that, Forerunners are assholes.
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>>28095073
>halo 4
>halo 5
>canon
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>>28094758
>>28095069
Are they going to be... sky pirates?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pMhfbLRoGEw
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Nigga, whoever the fuck setup this thread is gay as fuck.
I been looking for this thread for two days nigga, TWO FUCKING DAYS.
You aint put shit about technology in no fucking title, you aint put shit about no progress in no fucking titles and the only reason I found the thread today was because I went fucking digging through the fucking catalog.
NIGGA, I CTRL + F THAT SHIT.
YOU FUCKED UP NIGGA, YOU FUCKED UP.
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>>28095256
is this what they call a nigga moment
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>>28095069
>You see the ground coming closer as Sunset slowly descends the ship down towards the mainland and Ponyville proper
>The Prench mares excitedly speak about what they're going to do once they're on land
>You tune out the sounds of excited ponies and try and figure out the best way to tell Twilight what's happened while you've been gone without her going apeshit
>Though it was Twilight, so that was inevitable
>It's an easy landing, and all of the crew had undone themselves from their harnesses and practically hopped off before the ship had stopped moving
>Sunset trots up to you, smiling nervously
"You're gonna have a fun time explaining yourself to the ponies we're meeting."
>Sunset's ears pin back and she hides behind you from the ponies that aren't even here
"Don't worry, I've got your back regardless."
>She lets out a sigh of relief and you two step off the ship and head into town
>You know just where to go too
>It's pretty hard to miss the massive tacky crystal tree growing had and hooves over everything else in the town
>In fact, you don't even get to it before the familiar purple horse slams the door open
>"ANON!! THERE YOU ARE!!"
>Ahh fuck
>It's bitterwseet being back
>On the one hand, you're back home
>On the other hand
>Twilight and the rest of the peanut gallery
>She gallops up to you and begins inspecting you
>"We were looking all over for you!"
>Clearly not in Prance
>"You're not injured are you? No you look fine."
>Sunset does her best to look inconspicuous, though she's still not safe from Twilight's over-analytical eye
>"Oh, hello there. Who are you?"
>She doesn't wait for an answer
>"Who is this, Anon?"
>"B-Bonjour! My name is Sunset Airlines. It iz a pleasure to meet you!"
>Sunset sticks her hoof out, which Twilight shakes
>"Oh! You're from Prance! I'd know that accent anywh-"
>"I may have accidentally taken Anon for a little while... B-But I brought him back!"
>"YOU?! YOU'RE the one that kidnapped Anon?!"
"Oh calm down Twi."
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>>28094127
>frog
>needing advises on fashion
They invented that shit you nignog.
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>>28095397
Exactly, that's why I said "tries"

>>28095353
>"Calm down? What do you mean calm down?! Do you know how many letters I sent to Celestia? Do you know how many sweeps of the Everfree I made looking for you?!"
"Not really no, but I'm back in one piece, aren't I?"
>Twilight looks like she's about to say something more, but stops, taking a deep breath and exhaling in an effort to calm herself down
>"Okay. Okay. I'm okay! Really! Now, Sunset, where exactly did you take Anon? And why?"
>"Well, zere was not really a WHY per se... It was ze result of a little recreational drinking wiz Anon here, aheh..."
>She taps her hooves together, unable to meet Twilight's piercing gaze
>"And zen after zat I sort of forgot zat I left my airship running and we... Sort of ended up on ze way back to Prance."
>Twilight looks flabbergasted
>"Prance?! You went to Prance without telling me?! Without a passport?! Without supervision?!"
>You've since picked Sunset up, letting her hold onto you as you get your thorough scolding from Twilight
>"Do you know how many things could have gone wrong? How much trouble you could've gotten into if somepony had found you AND realized you had gone to their country illegally? Our diplomatic relations only spread so far, and I'm not even sure I could get you out of the Horstille if you'd ended up there!"
>Boy was it good to be back
>"And to top it all off, you let somepony so irresponsible just up and whisk you away!"
>What is she, your mom or something?
"That's a bit uncalled for. Sunset's plenty responsible, she's the captain of her own airship and crew you know."
>Diverting the conversation seems to have calmed down Purple Autism, and curiosity starts to ebb in over her overbearing neuroticism
>"Really? She's a captain? Of an entire airship?"
>Sunset nods, smiling brightly
>"Oh yes madame! It iz my pride and joy. She iz not too far away if you wish to see her!"
>Twilight taps her chin
>"Well, I suppose there's no harm in checking it out."
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>>28095466
>Sunset hops out of your arms and leads the way, marching proudly to the clearing where her warship floats, tied to a nearby sturdy oak tree
>Twilight looks on in awe at Le Rossignol, though recovers and begins to trot around it, picking it apart with her eyes piece by piece
>"Wow, I'd read that Prance had impressive airships, but I'd never seen one outside of a book before. It's strange, I've never seen one of this design before."
>"Zat iz because she iz one of a kind! A Sunset family recipe, you could say. A beauty, wiz powerful bite, no?"
>"Er, yeah I can see that. What in Equestria could you possibly need all these cannons for?"
>"For whatever zreats may zat ze world may zrow at us! It can never hurt to be too prepared. Would you like a tour? I would be more zan happy to show you around!"
>"Please do."
>Sunset flutters her wings happily and you follow the two mares back onto the ship where Sunset begins giving Twilight a rundown of her entire ship
>She of course starts with the armaments, which makes Twilight more than a little uncomfortable
>She then moves onto the balloon, the helm itself, then the captain's quarters
>"And zese are ze captain's quarters, ze place where Anon and I spent our first night togezer, kindling ze flame of our romance~"
>She speaks poignantly about it, wings fluttering with delight
>You don't really have any words
>Twilight just looks even more confused than before
>Sunset doesn't seem to take note of the awkward silence she's caused, and moves onto the final piece of her ship, the propellers
"And these, Twilight, are part of the reason that I ended up in Prance in the first place."
>You grab her and force her to look at them
"Pure, unabashed, aeronautical engineering. Look, look at all those parts! You can't possibly say that's magic in there."
>Twilight wriggles out of your grip, and only has one thing to say
>"You two are dating?"
>You pinch the bridge of your nose, looking down and groaning
>"Oui!"
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>>28095580
>Sunset flies up and wraps her hooves around your neck, hugging you tight
>Twi just completely blew you off
>Without a second thought
>Well you know what, fine
>You've already put in more than enough work on your part without any on hers
>Time to focus on the other stuff that matters to you
>Like a cute little pilot Pegasus
>Other ponies are more accepting of your knowledge anyway
>"Of course, it has only been a few days. And I am little more zan a novice when it comes to zis sort of zing, but Anon makes me happy, and I figure zat iz ze most important zing, no?"
>She makes a fair point
>Twilight just seems confused however
>"But Anon, you sure that isn't a bit... Quick? I mean, you've only known this mare for a few days."
"Sunset told me about a phrase that the Prench have to describe this sort of thing... What was it again?"
>"Le coup de foudre!"
"Yeah, that. And while I admit, Sunset and I did sort of rush into things, nothing bad has come of it. And I figure, we both make each other happy, what's not to love?"
>"Well I mean..."
>Twilight doesn't really have an answer to refute you
>"I suppose if there's no harm done then there's not much reason to go on about it. I just hope the two of you know what you're doing at least. It seems liek the kind of thing that could adversely affect both of you if something were to happen."
"You could say that about any relationship."
>"Well, yeah you have a point, but I mean, you're not exactly a pony, are you?"
"Your point being?"
>"Well, Sunset doesn't know all about humans! What if something were to happen?"
>"Like what?" Sunset asks, sitting on the railing of her ship
>"I don't know, but all I'm saying is that maybe a little forethought would serve well?"
"Well not everyone is going to lay out a 17 step plan like you, Twilight. Eeeeverybody's different."
"Speaking of everyone else, where's the rest of your friends? I would've figured they'd be here for the welcome party too."
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Unfortunately I have to stop here, I haven't slept in the past 18 hours and I'm falling asleep at the keyboard, but as usual I'll be back tomorrow.
There will be fun Everfree adventures both innawoods and innasky
I wish I could've gotten more done today but I got caught up in watching the 4CC, sorry.

>>28095226
Maybe
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>10
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>>28095256
>two days
Jesus you must be bad at searching
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>>28096889
If he had thought to use the search terms "science" or "inventions" he would not have had this problem
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WAKE UP FAGGOTS

YEAH YOU, YOU SHITTY ASS LURKER
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>>28095782
>18 hours
>falling asleep at the keyboard
Weak
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>>28095069
>>This is the kind of thing you want a painting of in your room back home
>a painting of himself posing majestically at the front of the ship as the sun sets
>with sunset on his shoulders
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>>28095701
>tfw no qt french pegasus mare mare
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>>28097739
Nou
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I need to do something with Sunset's mom, I just don't know what yet.
/mmt/ seems like the kind of place that doesn't take kindly to OCs, and Anon wouldn't be in Equestria back then
What do
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>>28097920
captured by pirates to be sold as a slave
one of the pirates takes a liking to her
spend a lot of time talking together
he always brings her meals
when the time comes he buys her freedom
he goes with her
hes her husband
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>>28095256
No need to be upset,this is now a romance thread.
It appears that the time of engineer/inventor/tech Anon is over,never again giving chance to background ponies to trully shine.
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>>28098324
stories that are so narrowly written so as to only be about one thing at a time are rarely good
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>>28095782
>tfw born to fly and take to the skies
>tfw your story is making me wish airships like this were a thing
>tfw your story is making me wish I could live on one and travel the world
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>>28098692
Follow you're dreams
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>>28098818
>you are dreams
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>>28098838
>capcha
>select all images with airplanes
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>>28098692
>>28098818
>mfw pilot
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>>28099592
>tfw no qt french poner to ask you about what things do
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>>28099737
>tfw no qt pegasus mechanic mare to work on my plane
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>>28099790
Truly life is nothing but suffering
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>>28100452
There is no meaning in life without a cute mare by my side.
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Expect an update soon. If anyone still cares.
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>>28100534
Hurrah!
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>>28100534
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Well since /mlp/'s match is over, I'll get started on what I didn't include yesterday, then take a break and come back tonight for the next update

>>28095701
>"Well, I sent Pinkie and Applejack into the Everfree Forest to look for you, but they should be coming back soon. Rarity and Fluttershy are checking Canterlot."
"And Rainbow Dash?"
>"She's checking Cloudsdale."
>You're about to explain to Twilight why that's a stupid idea
>"She doesn't seem to get the fact that your magic doesn't let you walk on clouds. Or fly."
>You still don't have any magic, but whatever
>"Ze Everfree Forest?"
>"It's a large, dense woodland area right at the outskirts of Ponyville, with wild magic galore. We aren't able to preside over anythign at all that goes on in there. The weather patterns are downright bizarre, and the creatures that live there are a conversation in their own right."
"Not really a place you want to spend the night."
>Unbeknownst to you however, Sunset has that familiar sparkle in her eye
>Just as you're about to ask Twilight if you should head back to the castle and wait for them to come back, you hear AJ's delightfully southern voice

>"Well what in the hay do we got here?

>"What's a boat doing on land anyway?"

>Sunset's ears perk up and she hops up onto the rails, glaring at Pinkie
>"Zis iz not a boat! It iz a ship! A beautiful ship!"

>"There's a difference?"

>Sunset's eye twitches
>"YES! A ship can carry a boat, but a boat cannot carry ship. Zis iz important!"

>Pinkie has already found something else that's caught her attention, namely picking brambles out of her fur
>Applejack has climbed onto the ship

>"Well there ya are, Anon! We were worried we'd lost ya forever!"

>"Nonny's up there?!" Pinkie shoots over the side of the ship, landing on your head

>Sunset stares at her, muzzle scrunched up as Pinkie hugs you
>Clearly she was the jealous type
>She flutters over and pries ponk off of you and rests on your shoulder, looking over the group of new ponies
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>>28100784
aww yeah nigga
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That's it until tonight

>>28100784
>"Where ya'll been, sugarcube? We been lookin' everywhere for ya!"

"Prance."

>"Prance? Oh wow you went to Prance? They've got the BEST pastries!"
>Pinkie starts to ramble on about all of the pastries that they have, but you're busy not paying attention

>"Issat where ya picked up thissun from?" AJ asks, looking up at Sunset.

"Well technically she picked me up."

>Twilight cuts in. "Yes, Sunset Airlines here ended up kidnapping Anon after getting drunk with him and leaving her airship on."

>"It was not a kidnapping! Anon came wiz me willingly, he had to meet my parents!"
>That's only partially true

>"Well ah mean, a lil' bit a recreational drinkin' don't mean no harm. An' ah suppose Anon's back in one piece. So why're ya'll so worked up about it, Twi?"

>"Because it's so grossly irresponsible I can't believe that Anon would even think of going along with it! And to top it all off, jumping headlong into a relationship?"

>"Oh come on Twilight, Prance is such a nice country! There's no way Anon could've been in trouble. And besides, Sunset seems nice!"
>Twilight pouts.

>"Well, I... Suppose that he's back in one piece and that's all that matters."

>Twilight seems unexpectedly up in arms over the whole situation
>More than you had expected at least
>Sunset nuzzles your cheek with hers and takes your mind away from the drama at hand however
>Such a nice little mare

>Pinkie has finally finished running down the entire list of French pastries and returns to the conversation
>"If Nonny's back, that means we can have a welcome home party! Ooh! And it can be an anniversary for Sunset and Nonny too!"

"You know that seems like it's a bit much for only a couple days."

>"Implying there's any reason NOT to have a party. Come ON~"
>It's not like you're gonna argue with her, you could always do with more food
>You pat the currently blushing Sunset and follow the mares off the ship
>Despite all the silliness, it was good to be back
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Okay I lied I'm free still, I've got a bit more to give before tonight's main update
Thanks rain

>>28101338
>You all meet Spike back at the castle
>Wherein Twilight has him send a letter to the rest of the peanut gallery to get them to come back
>You sit down in the recliner you had pulled up to the massive crystal map, propping up your feet on it and inadvertently clearing an entire facsimile of a forest in the process
>Sunset quickly finds her way into your lap, sitting there territorially, as if anyone else was going to try and claim her spot
>Pinkie is furiously scribbling in a tiny notepad she pulled out of her mane
>Twilight is having a conversation with Spike while poring over some books
>And AJ has taken the moment to come over and talk with you
>"So Anon, is all that true 'bout how ya'll met up?"

"Yep. Kidnapping and all."

>"Anon!"

"Relaaaaax, you know I'm joking."
>You ruffle Sunset's mane and she huffs
"Her family's a bit weird, but they mean well."

>"Zey are not weird!"
>You look at her with a deadpan expression, arms crossed

>"Okay, maybe zey are a little bit strange..."
>You raise an eyebrow

>"...A lot strange."
>Coming from a family who's dad was a muclepony that took you spearfishing
>And a mom who, on top of doing a side by side ass comparison with her daughter for you, was the captain of a massive warship
>It's a stretch to say that they're normal
"There we go."
>You give the little pilot some gentle mane petting as a reward, which she accepts wholeheartedly

>"Well Anon, if yer happy, then ah don't see why ah shouldn't be happy fer ya as well. Now Sunset, ya'll better take care of Anon. He can be a real hooffull at best... And a real pain in the keester at worst."

>"Ohh don't worry about zat, Applejack, I'm more zan capable of handling Anon~"
>You're not sure why she put the creepily flirty emphasis on handling you
>You know for a fact she's a sperg and can't into romance
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>>28101936
>You grip the mare's wings and give the base of them a few gentle rubs and scritchings
>It makes her squeak and flutter her wings in an attempt to get your hands away from them
>Of course it doesn't work, as your superior hands are made for gripping
>They may also be made for pleasing poners in ways they never thought possible
>You figure that's true from the way one of Sunset's hindlegs are kicking
>Once you're sufficiently sure she's learned her lesson (which was nothing in particular) you stop, leaving her panting and red-cheeked in your lap, twitching softly as she tries to catch her breath
>Luckily nopony else seemed to notice
>But Twilight noticed
>Oh did she
>She says nothing
>But her eyes see all
>In the meantime, you're content to nap in your comfy ass recliner
Alright, now I'm gone for real, don't expect anything until tonight
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>>28102184
excite
total french qt
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>>28100784
>>She flutters over and pries ponk off of you and rests on your shoulder, looking over the group of new ponies
A cute, French, captain, pegasus AND jealous mare. What a combination.
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>>28101936
>>You're not sure why she put the creepily flirty emphasis on handling you
>>You know for a fact she's a sperg and can't into romance
>>
>>
SURVIVE
>>
I want to start working on a story, but I also want to make it a comic so I can practice my drawing. Would that be acceptable here, or is it just for greentext?
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>>28104164
Content is content my nigga.
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>>28104164
Go for it.
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>>28104164
Do it, breh.
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>>28104169
>>28104179
>>28104287

Awesome. It's still a pipe dream down the line, so I want to hammer out all the details of the story before starting anything. But it's good to know that I can still do it.
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>>28104382
i think youll want to work on making your mares noses smaller and more button like
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>>28104408
Admittedly that was without reference, but for whatever reason pone faces constantly give me issues. Part of the reason why it's still a pipe dream.
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>>28104492
dont let your dreams be dreams anon
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>>28104382

dont let your dreams be dreams
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And with Miror B. turned up on full blast, I'm riggidy ready to roll

>>28102184
>You're awoken
>You're awoken quite violently by the sound of a party streamer in your ear
>It is the fweee that sounded from depths of the ocean, here to harvest your restless dreams
>It's also Pinkie Pie, ready to throw your fucking party

>"Wake up, Nonny! It's time to party!"

>Sunset was already awake, nomming happily on sweets provided, though once you wake up she quickly swallows what she has in her mouth and puts them back

>"Aha! You're awake, Anon. I-I didn't want to wake up, zince you were asleep and all!"

>The little Prench mare had a sweet tooth it seemed
>Growing up in Prance you don't blame her
>Cannonade's cooking still makes your mouth water
>You pull yourself out of the recliner
>Everyone was here
>Well, everyone from Twilight's circle of friends, the usual

>"Everypony in Ponyville iz so nice, Anon! Why didn't you tell me about your friends sooner?"

"It didn't seem all that important at the time. Besides, we were usually busy."

>"Y'know, for a kidnapper, you're pretty cool. I still don't understand why you wan't let me take a look at your ship though."

>"Why does everypony keep zayink zat I kidnapped Anon!? Zat isn't true! It was an accident!"
>Sunset cries out, getting a laugh out of everyone in the room that wasn't her

>"Don't be like that sugarcube, we're just pokin' a lil bit a fun at'cha."

"Yeah, they don't mean anything by it."

>"Ah, I see."

>"Just don't whisk him away without any warning though, or you'll have to answer to m- us." Twilight pipes up as she enters the room.
>What the hell, was she listening in or is she the Princess of Impeccable Timing?

>"Oh zat shouldn't be a problem! I don't have much of anyzing planned at ze moment, and my crew are enjoying what zis town has to offer, so I may be here for a little while before leaving wiz Anon again!"
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>>28104601
YES.

And now I have to go to bed.
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>>28104601
>"And to answer your earlier question, Mizz Dash, it iz because your friends have told me about you."

>"Yeah, and?"

>"And I am not ze kind of pony zat iz interested in overly dramatic speeds. Zat and racing stripes would not look good on Le Rossignol."

>Rainbow groans and crosses her hooves, rolling her eyes
>Well, Sunset's not wrong
>You're busy eating some bomb ass cake
>Pinkie can certainly bake, that's for sure, but that wasn't even news at this point

>"Wait wait wait, hold on. You said you have an entire crew complement?"

>"Oui."

>"Where are they all staying?"

>"In ze ship, most likely. Unless zey've found somewhere else zey'de razer sleep for ze night. I'm not one to be nosy in ze affairs of my crew."
>Sunset takes a sip of punch as she trots over to you, grabbing your left arm and holding it up, rolling up your sleeve to reveal a little bracelet with a single colored crystal embedded in it
>"But in ze event zat I need zem back to ze ship fairly quickly, for an emergency, or if we're just leaving, zat's what zese are for."

>"Homing crystals?"

>"Oui! I have ze main one zat zese came from, and all I have to do iz give it a really hard smack against somezing, and it alerts my whole crew to get back to ze ship on ze double."
>It's one of the neater naturally occurring minerals in this world
>Plus it didn't look half bad
>As you roll down your sleeve, Sunset takes her usual spot on one of your shoulder, leaning on it with her front hooves as her wings support her in the air

>"I'm surprised you were able to find something that matched Nonny's attire so well, darling. But I suppose when you hail from the very hotbed of fashion, that's to be expected."

>"Oh it was just a coincidence Mizz Rarity! Ze only semblance of fashion I'm aware of iz my own uniform."

>"Ah yes, I noticed. It does seem a bit.. Antiquated."
>Rarity's nice, fluffy way of saying that it was old and that she didn't like it
>Sunset looks back at herself and frowns

>"Antiquated?"
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>>28104756
>"Don't take that the wrong way of course! It's as if you've just stepped out of a painting, I mean!"
>Rarity giggles nervously, not wanting to offend their guest

>Sunset beams brightly, clearly not the best at picking up on it
>"Ah, yes! Zank you! When I had it tailored, I wanted it to emulate ze famous Prench naval officers of old! I zink zey did a good job, no?"

>"Oh of COURSE darling! But dont' you think that perhaps an updated wardrobe is in order? I mean, surely you can't wear the same uniform forever, right? What if you wanted to attend a formal ball? You wouldn't want to show up and have everypony staring at you because your outfit had seen a hundred battles or more!"

>"Well... I suppose zat you have a point. What did you have in mind?"

>"I think that a lovely dress would suit you well for those special occasions, would it not?"

>"I have never worn a dress before, Mizz Rarity."

>Rarity's eyes light up with delight and she claps her hooves together happily
>"Then you and I will have to make an appointment together postaste! Every mare deserves to have their outer beauty reflect their same inner beauty, my dear!"

"Just don't try and give her a complete makeover or something like that, last time you tried that on me I spent three days in a neck brace."

>"Nonsense, Anon, I won't do anything that Sunset doesn't okay first!"
>Sunset looks at you expectantly and you give her a thumbs up, which she learned from you meant agreement, or yes

>"Well, zen we'll talk some more about it later, yes?"
>Rarity nods, and produces a notepad, beginning to scribble things down, no doubt having a great many things planned for your little pilot
>You're just afraid of what some of them could be

>Sunset excuses herself and continues to make her rounds to all of the other friends in the room
>At least she's trying to be sociable
>And she seems to be succeeding for the most part

>"You must be Mizz Fluttershy, yes? Oh I am so delighted to finally meet you!"
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>>28104895
>That sounds a little bit too enthusiastic
>Something's up
>"Your friends tell me zat you are quite ze expert when it comes to animals, yez?"

>"Oh, I wouldn't say that I'm an expert, I'm just very knowledgeable when it comes to the feeding and care of-"

>"Anonymous iz an animal, yez?"
>You raise an eyebrow

>"What? Well, yes I suppose that he is, but..."

>Sunset looks around and starts taking Fluttershy with her over towards a corner of the room
>You don't like where this is going
>From where you're standing, you can see a little conversation going on between the two mares, and Fluttershy seems to be becoming more and more reserved and bashful as it goes on
>You see Sunset scrunch up her muzzle and fly over to Twilight
>"Princesse Twilight! Fluttershy says zat Anon and I are not biologically compatible and zat I should ask you for more information! Explain zis nonsenze!"
>Her feathers seem quite ruffled, literally and figuratively
>But that question is one you don't hear everyday
>It's not even one you expected to hear either

>Twilight is utterly perplexed and taken aback, and Fluttershy pipes up from her little corner
>"I'm sorry Twilight, I tried to tell her it just doesn't work."

>Twi seems like she has more questions than answers, but
>"Well, from the tests we ran, Anon's sperm cells were incompatible with the eggs of the entire control group, as well as Groups A and B consisting of a multitude of er... Donors."
>You pinch the bridge of your nose and groan
>You were sure that was never going to come up again
>Never
>Ever
>Sunset groans, though not for the same reasons you did, and flops back into a nearby chair

>"It iz such an unfair world zat we live in."

>"Why do you even want to know anyway? You aren't saying that you two have actually..."

>"What? Well no..."

>"Oh thank goodness."

>"Not yet I mean! I had planned to at some point but I just wanted to know for future reference! J-Just in case!"

>Twi opens her mouth to speak, but you cut in
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>>28105040
>You're putting a stop to this before anything gets even more out of hand
"Ladies please, let's just move on to a different topic, alright? This is hardly the kind of thing that you talk about at a party."
>There are murmurs of unanimous agreement, and Sunset agrees as well
>Even she can only take so much embarrassment a day
>After your successful situation defusal, the party continues on without a hitch
>After the initial awkwardness of the situation, everyone just sort of chalked it up to her being foreign, along with being unfamiliar with a human
>Overall, Sunset was able to make an okay/10 first impression with the group
>Everyone ends up saying their goodbyes and heads their respective ways, leaving you, Sunset, and Twilight in the castle alone
>You retire to your room for the night, but Sunset stays up for a bit, wanting to talk to Twilight for a moment
>And while you aren't sure that's a good idea, you only let her after she insists and promises not to talk to her about THAT again


You are now, for the moment, Sunset Airlines


>You trot over into the main hall where the massive crystal dias stands, showing an entire map of the mainland
"Princesse Twilight? I promised Anon zat I wouldn't talk about it, but I did want to apologize for ze out of place questions I asked you earlier."
>Twilight doesn't seem to be too interested in chatting, but she acknowledges your apology, and accepts it
"I was also wondering if you wouldn't happen to have a couple of books on ze Everfree Forest zat I could borrow? From ze way you described it, it sounds like a very interesting place!"
>Twilight puts down the tome she's going through for the moment and trots over to a nearby bookshelf, her aura of magic effortlessly finding a few titles for you
>As she trots over, books circling her, she stops and suddenly looks very sternly at you
>"Listen here, I dunno if I'm predisposed to being suspicious of ponies that start with the name "sunset" but I've got my eye on you."
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>>28105121
"W-What?"
>"You heard me. I don't know what game you're playing at, taking Anon all the way to Prance."
>Those books are starting to orbit her rapidly
>You back up a bit
>"But I don't buy that innocent love at first sight stuff. I don't know if you're a changeling or what, but you seem far too eager to be around Anon all the time."
"I'm sorry? I don't quite understand. Iz zere somezing wrong wiz ze way I'm acting?"
>"Yes! Your behavior is completely out of line. You're always all over him all the time, and I dunno what that was back at the party, but that's not something you just up and ask somepony. You've definitely got some sort of scheme going on and I'm gonna find out what it is."
>This pony is...Insane
"Mizz Twilight, I am sorry if it seems zat way, but I assure you zat I have no ulterior motives! I've said before zat I just feel very happy when I am around Anonymous. I like being near him, seeink him smile, laughing and enjoying himself. Zat makes me happy."
>It's strange, but you feel like you explaining this isn't helping your case at all
>You aren't quite sure what to do in this situation
>Nopony has ever been angry at you for something like this
>You simply opt to be quiet, perhaps she's just having a bad day
>"As long as we're clear on who has the best interests at heart for Anon, then we don't have any problems. And seeing as how I'm the expert on all things Anon, I believe that this is a bit out of your field of expertise, right Sunset?"
>The way she explains it makes sense, and she is a princess, but it still seems wrong to you
>But arguing isn't going to get you anywhere
"Perhaps. It iz true zat I haven't been around him for very long. I will just have to be extra vigilant and learn all I can about him."
>That seems to alleviate her concerns, at least a bit
>You hope
>"Take your books. This is all I've got on the Everfree Forest."
>She gives you the stack of books, which you thank her for and quickly scurry off
>Twilight can be quite scary
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Thought I'd try something a little bit different for this update at the end, but I'm gone for the night

Happy poner-ing!
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Did all the writefags die or something?
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>>28105356
Nope. I'm finally back. Since it's been a hell of a long time since I last wrote anything here, my pastebin is http://pastebin.com/eufFYFaw in case you need to reread it. It gets better as it progresses.

Anyways, if you're caught up or you don't need to reread the entire fucking 1700-line pastebin for one shitty update, here we go!

>Over the next week, Silverleaf continues to work on her designs
>North Point has taken an interest in the new, smaller style, and has worked with her
>The number of construction permits brings 200 down to 150
>Every single planner is working to solve the problem
>Except for Dawning Sun, of course
>She’s been working on the various public works buildings that Lancaster so desperately needs
>Luckily, though, those are incredibly close to being finished
>And today, you’re meeting with her
>You knock on the office door and she quickly opens it
>”Anon! I’m guessing you’re here about the new buildings?”
“Yeah. I need to put some land aside for them.”
>”Alright then. There’s this school, this hospital, a fire department, a police station, and a park. For now, of course. If you think there are any others I should design just let me know.”
“A park?”
>”A park. North Point told me a few of your more complicated urban planning theories.”
“Ah, right. A park is fine. The city needs some green anyways.”
>”So these are good then?”
>You glance over the architectural drawings
“Yep, they’re good. I’ll get them built right away.”
>You head back to your office and jot down a small note to mark off lots
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>>28105366
>Before you can get back to work, Minuette bursts into the room
>”Anon. You have to see this.”
>She leads you outside and hops in her car
>You open the passenger door and sit down, and before you know it, Minuette is leading you northeast, out of the city and to the way across the river
>Most of the time, you preoccupy yourself with your thoughts and the gauge cluster
>As she crosses the dam, you look up, and you’re shocked by what you see
>On the horizon is a wagon train
>And it is huge
>You look over to Minuette
>She’s stopped the car on the dam
“Keep going. Let’s meet them further out.”
>She starts driving again, now on a dirt road
>Soon, she gets close enough to stop the car, and you get out
>Immediately, there is a resounding cheer
>The stallion pulling the first cart looks up at you
>”You’re President Anonymous?”
“In the flesh.”
>”Well, uh, my name’s Crimson Gem. We all heard about your city and, once we believed what we were hearing, packed our things and headed out here. We’re here for citizenship, if you don’t mind us moving in.”
>You look back at the seemingly endless wagon train
“All of them are with you?”
>”I’m just first in line, really. Don’t know many ponies past the tenth cart or so. My wagon and a few behind me are from Baltimare.”
“Mostly mares? Stallions? Any kids?”
>”’Bout an even split between mares and stallions. Not many foals, I don’t think. At least, not with us.”
“Tell you what. I’m going to get something set up out here so everyone can be processed before they enter the city. If you could get your friends or whoever is in that wagon you were pulling to spread the word, that’d be great.”
>You turn back to Minuette
“I’m going to need a table, a few pens, two or three other ponies to help things run, and a couple hundred citizenship applications. Let’s say 200. Of both forms.”
>”On it. You want me to get any staff from the Capitol Building?”
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>>28105370
“Nobody knows how to process these but you and me.”
>”Shit.”
“Yeah.”
>She hops in the car and drives off as fast as the A-7 can go
>A few stallions and a mare hop out of the covered wagon that Crimson Gem ducked into
>They move further down the line, and you sit back and wait
>Luckily, you don’t have to wait for long
>Two cars, kicking up dust behind them, speed over to you
>Well, as fast as the light, open runabouts can go
>They stop once they reach you and Minuette and North Point, along with half of your City Planning Department, hop out and quickly begin setting up tables
>”Before we drove here I taught North Point about the forms.”
“A is the application, B is the relocation.”
>”Exactly. She’ll speed things up.”
>She gestures over to North Point, who is preparing three tables, placing two stacks of forms on each one, complete with paperweights
>You’ve got to say, she’s pretty good
>You call out to the group of ponies in the front of the wagon train
“Alright, here’s how this is gonna work! You’ll come up in groups of five wagons. You’ll form a line at each of our tables, and we’ll put you in the system. When you’re finished, get your wagon ready to go, and Dusty Drawing right here will point you down to the dam. At the dam, show your papers to one of the ponies waiting on the north end and you’ll be taken to temporary housing while we get new buildings ready for you. Everybody ready?”
>The ponies within earshot cheer
“Great! Let’s do this! And if anyone looks like they need help and you remember those instructions, then help a brother out. We need everyone working together so this can go smoothly.”
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>>28105375
>You sit down and the first pony steps up to you
>You ready a copy of Form A and take out a pen
“Good afternoon. Can I get your name?”
>”Glittering Gemstone.”
“Date of birth?”
>”March 25th, 1885.”
“Any family or close friends obtaining citizenship with you today?”
>”My brother, Obsidian Moon.”
“Any family or close friends already a citizen?”
>”No.”
“Okay. Just a moment…”
>You fill out the paper and grab Form B
>You cross out the number “A-001” on a small sheet of paper next to you and write it on the form
>You copy the address of a boarding house and the room number, before handing both papers to her
“Okay. Go back to your wagon, and once everyone’s there, you’ll get directions. In the meantime, welcome to Arcadia.”
>She smiles and trots off
>The next pony steps forward, and you prepare yourself for an incredibly long day
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>>28105380
>Six hundred and twenty-five
>That’s how many ponies were in that fucking wagon train
>And that’s just the ponies, too
>There were a few griffons, diamond dogs, zebras, and the like
>Their numbers pushed the grand total past seven hundred
>Seven fucking hundred
>In one day
>Your hand feels like it’s about to fall off
>When you finally finish with the last wagon in the train and pack everything up, it’s long after dark
>In the town, there is still some activity, as a few lost ponies try to find their way around
>You help as many as you can, but you’re sure that Lancaster’s night owls can direct the rest
>When you finally get home, you make a beeline for your room, and you quickly fall asleep

Not that big of an update considering how long I've been away, but I figure it'd be welcome. Pastebin is updated and the link is http://pastebin.com/eufFYFaw.
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Pg9 Bump

Currently writing greentext for >>28032484
once that's done i'll likely write one here with Sunset Airlines.
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>>28105197
that was a nice big juicy update
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>>28105383
Still glad to have you back scotty
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>"What would I even name something like this, Anon? Its form and function are entirely unprecedented in Equestria!"
"Well, where I'm from, it's called--"
>"And even if I--we--come up with a fitting name, what makes you think they'll believe I'm the pony who came up with it?!"
"You're--"
>"It's all too likely that they'll expect plagiarism, which is exactly what this--"
>her rambling is silenced
>her mouth is wide open in shock
>her pupils dilate
>all at the sound of your telltale sound effect
>what do you even call the sound you make when trying to call a timid animal?
>tut tut tut?
>sounds a bit like a kissing sound, but not quite
>either way, it does its job
>just as you made that sound in her ear countless times before, her eyes and ears are folded in embarrassment
>Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship, is blushing
>success
>you pull her onto your lap, coaxing her scalp into the nape of your neck by scratching her own
"Plagiarism is theft. I give you this knowledge for--Well, mostly for free."
>she reluctantly interrupts her trance to ask:
>"Mostly?"
>you'll make her ask
>the scratching continues
>you begin clearing stationery and the sort from the immediate are
"Yes. Mostly. I'm getting paid, aren't I?"
>is she stumped? surprised? worried? it's hard to tell through the equine pseudo purring
>"How do you figure? We... ~Mm..."
>oh, now it gets good
>your thumbs
>her shoulders
>right in front of her wings
>right there
>oh, yes
>you lean down close enough for your warm breath in her ear to give her chills
"I get to do this, silly."
>you are in a love-hate relationship with this ritual
>on one hand, you get to destress purple horse
>on the other, she's cute when she rambles
>but it can't be helped
>your ministrations slow as you notice that she's magicked a quill and parchment
"Drafting mid-massage, hm? That's new, Twiggles."
>she feebly swats at you with her wing, almost entirely missing
>"No, just writing a letter."
"For who?"
>"Don't peek."
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>>28106973
>press post button
>cheap desktop computer I'm writing on makes actual grinding noises and the hard drive fucks itself literally seconds later
There goes 11 posts I didn't back up. Fucking kill me now

Also,
>>you begin clearing stationery and the sort from the immediate are
immediate area*
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>>28106988
Try booting up an Ubuntu USB if you have one.if you dont, you can use an old computer or a friend's computer for one

If the drives fucked, you'll want a new drive

Boot the Ubuntu USB with both the old and new drive plugged into the computer (or an external hard drive if you only have 1 data port)
And install ddrescue

Use that, it should be able to copy most of the data over if you can get the old drive spinning

The new drive will have r to be the same size or bigger though

I did this when my drive fucked up my windows install, good luck anon
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>>28106988
Well that blows
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beep-bop-boop-bump
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live
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>>28105189
Even if she was actually a changeling, so what? Wouldn't really change much.
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>>28109312
>changeling
>wouldn't change much
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>>28109312
that is one nice looking changeling
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>>28105383
I really like your story.
It doesn't require conflicts to make it interesting.
It's a real slice of life that I can get behind and I'm always happy to read more of your content.
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>>28110275
oh yes
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>>28105197
Your story is sparking a desire for ADVENTURE in me.
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farewell sweet tech
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>>28110340
I know what you mean. Everytime I read one of his updates I want to listen to something like the soundtrack from animal crossing
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>>28109312
Well from Twi's point of view and her only experience with changelings, she'd probably be right to be a bit suspicious
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>>28105189
You are no longer Sunset Airlines
You are Anon
>You didn't realize how much you actually missed this bed
>The craftsponies in Ponyville certainly knew their stuff
>But there's a noise that's quickly pulling you out of your restful slumber
>But you don't know what it is
>Every few seconds it starts up, then disappears as quickly as quickly as it came
"What the hell..."
>You sit up, grunting softly as the blurriness of the room fades
>Oh
>It's Sunset
>She's asleep at your desk, face literally buried in a book as she snores cutely
>She must've been up late last night reading
>You get up and place her in the bed before you start your day
>She'll most likely find you when she wakes up
>You take a shower, get dressed, all that jazz
>Sure enough, Sunset finds you as you stand out on the balcony looking over the town
>"Zere you are, Anon."
>You greet the little pilot as she kisses your cheek
>"Mizz Rarity iz here to take me to her boutique. I can go, yez?"
"Well yeah, it's not like you need my permission."
>"I figured it was better to ask before I went off, in case you needed to know where I was."
>Fair enough
>"Zat iz, unless you wanted to come wiz me Anon. I've never had anyzing else ozer zan my uniform tailored, and zat waz wiz a family friend, so I am a bit nervous."
"Nervous? Around Rarity? I wouldn't be, she's not really the kind of pony you need to get worked up over."
>You look upwards in thought
"But she's liable not to stop at just making you a dress. I may as well come with, just to make sure she doesn't try anything... Crazy."
>Sunset seems happier now that you've agreed to come with her
>If her cheerily fluttering wings were anything to go by
>So you follow Sunset back down into the main foyer where Rarity is waiting

>"Oh hello Anon! I didn't know that you would be joining us today!"

"I'm coming along to keep you in check more than anything. That, and Sunset wanted me to come along anyway."

>Rarity scoffs at your suspicions
>You know you're right
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>>28112817
it is time
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Still waiting for LP to make that update.
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>>28112817
Strawberry milk>Chocolate
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>>28112817
>Back in Rarity's boutique, it takes a bit of coaxing to get Sunset to strip out of her beloved uniform
>She only does so after you promise that you'd keep an eye on it however
>So there you sit, watching as Rarity takes Sunset's measurements

>"My my, darling, they certainly feed you well over in Prance!"

>"What's do you mean by zat?"

>"I mean you've got quite the rump back here, my dear."
>Real creep mode there Rarity
>Sunset can't help but giggle at that

>"Oh no no, I get zat from my mozer!"
>Damn right she does
>With no more choice comments about Sunset's ass, Rarity continues her expert work

>"Mhmmm, yes yes I see. I think I've got the perfect thing for you, my dear. With a few adjustments given your color and... Proportions, we'll have you ready for any formal occasion! Right this way~"
>The two mares set up the stairs, and you begin to follow before Rarity stops you

>"Ah ah ah, Anon. This is of the utmost privacy. We can't have you seeing it if it's not finished. You stay down here. Come with me Sunset."
>Sunset looks a bit worried, but otherwise follows Rarity without much fuss
>You wonder how long this is going to take as you return to your chair
>After about a half-hour, you realize it's going to take quite a bit longer than you anticipated
>Whatever, time to get in some much needed nap time
>You close your eyes, and despite the somewhat uncomfortable sitting arrangement end up falling asleep
>You aren't sure how long it is before you're woken up by the sounds of mares speaking

>"Now darling, I do hope you enjoy your new dress, make sure to think of me when you wear it!~"

>"Y-Yes Mistr- Mizz Rarity. Zank you Mizz Rarity!"
>Sunset looks like she's seen some shit
>You ask her if something is wrong
>To which she quickly replies that she's completely fine and that "Mizz Rarity iz a very nice pony zat makes splendid dresses."
>You drop it after that, but you get the feeling that something other than dressmaking happened up there
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>>28113108
>prance
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>>28113108
>Mistr-
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>>28113108
Anon is a faggot if he let's that carpetmuncher get away with trying to be slick.
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>>28113009
Yoohoo isn't milk

>>28113108
>Rarity doesn't respond to your interrogation either
>That bitch
>Sunset seems to just want to leave anyway
>And to top it all off, no matter how hard you try, you can't get Sunset to show you what Rarity made for her
>"M-Mizz Rarity said zat zis dress iz for special occasions only! And I am not going to rescind on my word! Sorry Anon, but if you want to see my new dress, we will have to attend a ball or somezing."
>Well that's totally not specific at all
"Alright, alright. If one comes up, I'll make sure to let you know."
>None came to mind at the moment however
>You filed that away in your brain for later
"So, did we have anything else we needed to do today?"
>"Yez! It iz time for us to set sail once more!"
>Already?
>You decide not to bring up the fact that her ship doesn't have sails
"Are you sure? We've only been here for about a day."
>"Yez yez, but we aren't going far, we're heading to ze Everfree Forest! Well... more specifically above ze forest itself."
"Why."
>"Because from ze books zat Twilight gave me, it seems like quite ze dangerous and zrilling place to be, no? Just imagine what we may find up zere! If nozing else, ze weazer will provide a sufficient challenge for my piloting skills!"
>You feel like bringing up the fact that maybe the crew might have some objections to it, but...
>It's not like they have a choice
>And they probably live off this kind of adventure stuff anyway
"I'll make sure to remind you of your exact words when we get into deep shit."
>Sunset rolls her eyes
>"Oh come now, Anon, do you not zink zat I am more zan capable of handling a little weazer?"
"It's the other things I'm a bit more pensive about, but hey, if I weren't ready for this sort of thing, I wouldn't be coming along now would I?"
>"Zat's ze spirit, Anon!"
>Sunset wastes no times hitting her crystal against a nearby rock, sending yours (and the rest of the crew's) bracelets a-vibratin'
>No rest for the weary, you suppose
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where is WRITEFAG_IS_KILL?
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>>28113346
>You still can't get over the fact that Sunset's entire crew is adorable
>It's like they were hand-picked for cute
>On the bright side, they all seem to know their stuff forward, back, and side to side
>That
>Or they were just really good at faking it
>You hoped it was the former as you watch the dense woodland of the Everfree Forest coming closer and closer
>Already you can see the maelstrom of clouds hovering over it
>Truly there was nothing but chaos in this place
>Just the way Sunset liked it
>This place wastes no time in upping the ante
>As soon as you pass over the forest proper, a torrential rain sweeps across the deck
>You check to make sure that your own harness is securely attached as the wind picks up
>Droplets of rain hit your cheeks like tiny needles, and it's getting increasingly harder to keep your footing without holding onto something
>Even with no waves, the wind isn't one to be outdone
>The rest of the crew is faring about as well as you are, every mare holding onto something nearby
>Lucky are those that get to remain below decks on the cannons there
>Sunset's mouth and nose are currently covered by the brown cloth that usually sits around her neck
>But you can tell she's beaming brightly underneath it
>The wind whips her raised collar and mane about
>No doubt about it, this was the kind of stuff she was born for
>A bright flash of lightning strikes near the ship, hitting something down below
>You probably could've reached out to touch it if you were stupid
>It left the hairs on your arms standing on end
>The earsplitting peal of thunder follows
>But something else does as well
>You nearly don't catch it, so mixed with the thunder it was
>It didn't sound like the storm
>You were hoping that it WAS just the storm
>Alas, hoping didn't get you far
>You're almost too focused on standing up after being sent sprawling to the deck, but you see it before anyone else does
>A massive shadow behind the clouds at the rear of the ship
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>>28113361
but we have yoohoo now
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>>28113361
making homage to his name
i want him back as well
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>>28113486
>"Capitaine! To ze aft, look!!"
>Someone else did see
>It wasn't your imagination
>"Mon dieu! A-A dragon!!"
>There is almost universal panic onboard Le Rossignol as the massive winged beast breaches the cloud cover
>Awakened by the lightning no doubt, it found something in its airspace that didn't belong there
>You
>"To your stations, ponies!!" Sunset yelled out over the commotion onboard
>"Anon, up here wiz me, I need you to be my second set of eyes!"
>You disconnect from your rope and carefully make your way up to the helm as quickly as you can, attaching your carabiner to the nearest spot you see
>The crimson-scaled menace isn't giving you any time to think
>You can see a bright orange glow in its throat
"Higher, it's about to light us up!"
>You see her hoof slam down on one of the pedals and feel the ship lurch upward
>Even as you see the air behind the ship brighten with red-hot fire
>The ship narrowly avoids it, but that thing is still hot on your tail
>Sunset spins the wheel hard port and the ship begins to turn, the wind now at your back as she does her best to get Le Rossignol circling the beast
>It wastes no time in ascending to your level
>Though that's just what Sunset wants
>"FIRE!!"
>There's a bit of a delay, but soon the air is filled with the sound of 16 broadside cannons firing
>Not all hit their mark, but the brunt of the attack is apparent
>Unfortunately, it only serves to make it angrier
>Unlike the jet of flames earlier, it lobs a fireball directly at the ship
>There's no time for dodging that
>"Brace for impact!"
>You hold tight to the railing as the ship rocks violently
>"Anon, get down zere and help put out ze fire!"
>That's a lot of fire
>You unhook yourself again and practically leap over the railing onto the deck
>The rain is doing nothing to it
>You grab a fire blanket off a nearby mare and start doing your best to extinguish the flames
>Holy shit
>This isn't just normal fire
>This is fucking napalm
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>>28113628
I second this

>>28113647
>How this dragon is able to spew napalm fire, you don't know
>You do know that it's gonna be a pain to keep the hull from going up in flames with this sticky shit
>The Pegasi are doing their best to keep up with the ship and put out the flames, but the storm isn't helping
>A mare calls up to Sunset that they're ready to fire, even while she does her best to push the cannon back into place from the earlier recoil
>"AGAIN!!"
>The ship rocks as all 16 shots find their mark this time, sending the dragon reeling
>It roars loudly, a jet of jellied fire spewing from its mouth as it falls through the clouds
>You're just about ready to breathe a sigh of relief when you hear it screech again and appear on the opposite side of the ship
>This thing is relentless
>And barreling straight towards you
>Your eyes widen and you check your rope to make sure you're fastened in tight
>This is gonna be a bad one
>With the force of a train rocketing down the tracks it slams into the side of Le Rossignol and grabs on
>You hear the splintering of wood and more screaming as its claws dig into the hull
>The ship is nearly knocked and rotated an entire 90 degress, to the point where you're hanging on just to not go flying off the ship
>You catch a mare as she goes hurtling by, she was strapped in, but still, you don't know the breaking point of these ropes
>It's clear that Le Rossignol can't support the beast's weight as the ship begins to plummet
>You need to get this thing off
>Now
>It's chest expands and you can see that telltale orange glow again
>It's going to flash-cook the whole deck at point-blank
>"FIRE, STARBOARD SIDE!!"
>The cannonfire sounds through the air and the pained shrieks of the dragon are heard, but still it clings on
>It opens its mouth and you can see the fire welling in the back of its throat
>Fuck, not like this
>"Anon, no!"
>You close your eyes and shield the mare you caught as best you can as everything turns bright
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>>28113725
Sign of a good captain: Knowing the difference between adventure, and recklessness.
If the airship looks anything like I'm imagining, they'd be absolutely terrible to take into battle with a natural flying creature.
The guns all sound like they're below deck, so all the dragon would have to do is drop on top of the airship and tear it to part at its leisure with zero potential for return fire. Not that the current situation is much better.
Twilight's gonna show up and save the day so she can yell at Sunset, so it doesn't matter too much I guess.
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>>28113757
There's a few above deck, and a few below deck
How do you imagine it looking? I'm genuinely curious

>>28113725
>But you don't feel any burning
>In fact, you feel fine
>You open your eyes to a sight you weren't expecting to see
>Twilight is projecting a magical shield against the flames

>"Ha! I-nng knew I'd find you here!"

>What the hell, you egghead, was she following you the whole time?
>Not that it mattered right at the moment
>Currently you had a large, scaly monstrosity to deal with
>You were still falling through the air, and you don't know how far until the ship hit the ground
>Sunset is no slouch of course, and has ordered her crew to continue to fire at their unwanted guest, as fast as they can
>It wasn't Sunset that had called out to you before
>It was Twilight
>Sunset was busy trying to shake the thing off so that it didn't burn you to a crisp
>But now with a little magical help, it seemed like the tides had turned
>Volley after volley slam into the dragon's softer underbelly, until finally it lets out a pained wail and lets go of the ship, hurtling towards the ground
>Le Rossignol, now no longer having to support a 2 ton beast, levels out and stops plummeting
>You're wary of celebrating, but when a full minute passes without any incident, the crew lets out a loud cheer of victory
>While battered and a little bit burnt, Le Rossignol was fit to fly another day
>You collapse onto the ground, holding the poner you caught a little bit tightly as your heart starts to calm down
>"Zat was AMAZINK!! I knew zat we could do it!"
>Maybe it was, but it was also dumb
>Granted, it's not like she had any way of knowing that there'd be a dragon out here
>The propellers die down a bit as the crew comes up to inspect damages
>They're content to leave you be however
>Twi wipes some sweat and rain off her brow and comes to help you up
>As does Sunset
>When the two meet however, they let you flop back down onto the deck with a thud
>Ow
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>>28113799
This is close to what I'm imagining, though replace the jets with propellers, and give it a wider body.
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>>28113799
>2 ton beast
Must not have been a very big dragon.
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>>28113833
Close-ish
Imagine something like the far upper right ship, but suspend the balloon above it and make it a slight bit shorter lengthwise

>>28113865
*6
fug, I knew the numpad would bite me in the ass one day
It's still not very large, which is the point

>>28113799
>"I knew you couldn't be trusted! Look what happened, you nearly got Anon killed!"

>"How was I supposed to know zat zere would be a dragon out here in ze forest of all places?!"

>"If you had actually read the books I'd given you, you'd know that all manner of fauna exist out here in the Everfree! You're consistently proving me right about how irresponsible you are. How anypony could ever entrust a ship, let alone an entire crew to you, is beyond all logical reasoning that it borders on complete insanity!"

>A bit much, but she has a point
>Sunset seems to get that she has a point as well, as she has no rebuttal for Twilight
>She stays silent and helps you back up onto your feet, where you dust yourself off

>"This is the kind of asinine thing I'd expect from somepony as brash and reckless as you, but how could you let this sort of thing happen, Anon? You've seen firsthoof how bad this place can get and yet you still let her drag you along on this?"
>Frankly, you don't really have an answer for her either
"Look, maybe there was some poor.."
>You look around at the deep claw marks in the hull
"Very poor judgment going in. But nobody was seriously hurt, right?"
>Except the dragon, maybe
"And if nobody was hurt, then everything's fine."
>Twilight seems to calm down a bit
>You're really getting good at this whole defusal thing

>"Regardless, I'm not sure I trust Sunset's judgement anymore. How do I know that she won't pull a stunt like this again, and then I'm not here to stop it next time?"

>"But zat isn't-"

>Twilight holds up her hoof to silence her
>"I'm coming with you."

>"What? You can't just-"

>"No, you lost your right to tell me anything when you proved you can't be responsible with Anon
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>>28113904
>Sunset stammers with her words, trying to plead with Twilight, but the Princess of Friendship is hearing none of it
>When she's made up her mind, she's made up her mind

>"I didn't want to have to babysit you, but it seems there's no other way for me to have peace of mind."

>Sunset, realizing she's not going to get anywhere with this, hangs her head in shame and retreats to her quarters, the door shutting behind her
>You glance at the door and frown, sighing
>Great
>On the one hand, you have to agree with Twilight
>Sunset should have been far better prepared, or in fact just been more careful in general
>On the other hand, this WAS still Sunset's ship, and the fact that Twilight had simply come aboard and begun scolding Sunset like that was the kind of thing that undermined the faith her crew put in her
>You look over at Twilight, who is currently doing her part in aiding the repairs
"I'm gonna go have a talk with her."

>"Good, maybe you can talk some sense into that mare."

>For the Princess of Friendship, she sure seemed like she wasn't letting this go
>You walk over and open up the door to Sunset's quarters as quietly as you can, catching her laying with her face down in a pillow
>You'd never seen her this way before
>So deflated of energy
>You take a seat on the bed with her and pet her mane, which makes her flinch before she realizes it's just you
>"She is right, mon cheri... I am just a two-bit captain wiz no experience..."
>You sigh and grab the little pilot mare, pulling her close and laying her head in your lap as you pet her
"Don't be like that, Sunset. You know that no one could have predicted there being a dragon out here."
>"Ze books did! And I read zem! I read all of zem! And yet I still brought us out here!"
>She sits up, tears in her eyes
>"And worse yet I nearly got you killed..."
>"I nearly got my crew killed..."
>She lays back down, covering her eyes with one of her arms
>"What kind of captain does somezing like zat..."
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>>28113970
>"I zought zat I could handle anyzing, Anon... Zat if somezing ever happened, I would know what to do."
>"But I didn't, and now look what's happened."
>She motions towards the door
>"My entire crew zinks zat I am incapable of my job, of ze zing zat I was born to do..."
>That's a bit far-fetched to assume
>"Maybe zey are right. Perhaps I am destined to be nozing more zan a delivery-mare."
>Alright, that's it
>You pull her up into your lap and hug her tightly, gently scratching behind her ears to get her attention
"Listen. I won't be having any mare of mine be talking down about themselves like this."
>You go back to petting her mane with slow, gentle strokes
"Was it maybe a bit shortsighted on your part? Yes. Was it foolhardy? Yes. But like I said before, nobody got hurt. It may have been a failure, but failing is the only way to learn, Sunset. I'm sure that the ponies you idolize had moments just like this, where they doubted themselves, doubted their abilities."
>You kiss the top of her head
"But they got back up and kept going. And they learned from it, didn't they? You just never hear about it because it doesn't make for good history if they record all the losses, you know?"
>That makes her giggle just a bit
>You're getting through to her at least
"I'm not angry that I almost died, I think I should be, but I'm not. Even if Twilight hadn't stepped in, I'm confident that you would've done something to save at least me."
"But I do think that you owe her, and your crew a formal apology. You have to prove that you can be the bigger mare about this. You can't let something like this get you down. You just take it in stride so that when the next big peril on our adventure rears its ugly head, Captain Sunset Airlines will be ready."
>She sniffles a bit and you wipe away some of her tears
"Chin up, Sunset. Your crew needs you."
>The Prench Pegasus hugs you tightly
>"Je t'aime... Merci, Anon..."
>You knew what that meant
"Je t'aime, Sunset."
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And with that, it's 4AM
I have to leave you now, but I hope you enjoyed this update, typos and all
Hopefully our other writefriends can sate your ravenous hunger as well
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>>28114019
Twilight is being way too psycho about keeping Anon safe and knowing what's best for Anon. Wonder when they'll call her out on it.
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>>28114019
>I'm confident that you would've done something to save at least me.
Yeah, nevermind all the rest of the crew, as long as she saves you.

>>28114043
>friend, or hopefully potential more than that, is nearly killed cause some crazy mare picked a fight with a dragon and you have to save the day
>get called a psycho cause you're up in arms about that
From Twilight's POV, Sunset has repeatedly shown poor judgement and irresponsibility, so she's not unjustified in her view of her.
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>>28114104
It just seems a bit like jealousy to me
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>>28114113
Yeah, but she's still not wrong. Right thing wrong reasons.
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>>28114031
>image
General Mofette pony when?
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>>28114160
The fuck is this? A ToK episode I missed?!
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>>28114191
I don't know what ToK is, but that's from Wakfu.
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>>28114216
How did I not guess that...

Treasures of Kerub. Haven't watched Wakfu yet, but ToK was a pretty nice production. A real nice kid's show.
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>>28114226
Ah, I've been meaning to get around to watching that, but keep forgetting.
Nox best villain.
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>>28114237
Watched the whole thing. Has the depth you'd expect from something so PG, but everything it does do is done very well. Pretty much the only thing I ever re-watch other than MLP. You have the entirety of my enthusiasm as far as watching it is concerned.
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>>28113486
>>Truly there was nothing but chaos in this place
>>Just the way Sunset liked it
Discord when?
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>>28114019
Want to interject with my own story branch maybe tomorrow or later. Anyone encouraging?
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>>28114563
Not really. This YooHoo's story and character (I think). At least wait until he's finished with it.
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>>28114577
yeah ok

just
rrrrgh
i got ocs up my ass to use and my current writing thread
>>28114155
is abandoned (virtually)
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>>28114577
>>28114563
Or maybe wait until Yoohoo gives the go ahead to branch off his story.
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>>28114603
The alone in chat thread died? :-( I used to go there. There was this one guy who posted basically all the content and we all loved him. Actually that happened with this thread to with WIK.
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>>28114982
CHS. Not chat. Autocorrect
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>>28114987
>>28114982
It's still around, it's just that previous thread reached the bump limit

>>28114575 is the new thread
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>>28114577
Yeah she's mine don't worry

>>28114563
>>28114603
Just go for it, broheim, content is content, and I'm interested to see what you come up with
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>>28114019
I KNEW TWILIGHT WOULD END UP JOINING THE CREW
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I seriously worry that some of the writefags don't realize this thread is here and thing TiM is kill thanks to there being no title in the OP, thus making the thread much harder to find.
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>>28116377

Yeah, it was not surprising. She's being a huge cunt and I hope Anon puts her in her place before the end of the story.
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>>28116778
Yeah, but her cuntiness is well-placed (for the most part)
It's cuntiness to make sure Anon doesn't get seriously maimed or something
Preventitive Cuntiness if you will

That and we've got a long, long ways to go before the end of the story
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>>28117094
>That and we've got a long, long ways to go before the end of the story
NOICE

although im half expecting a sudden disappearance thatll last months
it always happens
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>>28117126
I can't imagine why that'd happen, I'm pretty comfy in life right now
Only thing I can think of is my birthday coming up this month but it's not like that'll make me stop updating
And if anything does happen, I can just alert the thread
But since I fell for the online college meme, I've got nowhere to go
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T>>28114104
Twilight is objectively right, Sunset is plain incompetent and reckless and Anon is a bit of a retard
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>>28117860
Yeah, anyone who says Twilight's the bad one has their waifu goggles on too tight.
If you flew your plane drunk in the real world, when the courts got down with you, you couldn't even fly coach, let alone pilot an aircraft.
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>>28117860
>>28117909
These two anons are right
Twi might be going about it in a bitchy way, but she's got good intentions for the most part

Sunset has little to no combat experience and that entire debacle was a way to showcase that
She's a delivery mare turned hopeful warship Captain within the span of a few days tops, and if I'd written Sunset to be competent during that encounter, it wouldn't have been anywhere near believable as far as believable in Equestria goes anyway
Character development is the name of the game, and Sunset's got a lot to do
So does Anon
So does Twi to a lesser extent
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>>28118045
character development is good
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>>28118184
Well that's what I'm going for. This is going to be a long story, so there's all kinds of room for things to happen.

Things that I'm sure I don't even have planned yet
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And a bippity boop bump before I start writing again for the night
Perhaps Twi will stop being at Sunset's throat if Sunset tries to extend a hoof of goodwill to her
Or maybe she'll just be jelly of Sunset and Anon still
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>>28120001
>before I start writing again for the night
YISS.
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>>28114019
>Sunset paces back and forth in her quarters, looking about as nervous as you've ever seen her
>Granted, you don't blame her
>She only had herself to blame for the situation she found herself in
>But you couldn't just let her go through this sort of thing alone
>That'd be a real dick move on your part
>You're supposed to be there for your special somepony, or something like that
>And while you're not about to try and bail her out of a situation she brought upon herself, you can at least give her support from the sidelines
>Because let's face it
>This was partially your fault as well for letting her pull something like this
>But Twilight would surely get onto you later for that
>You see Sunset stop and take a deep breath before pushing open the door and stepping silently out onto the deck
>Twilight and Le Rossignol's crew watch her as she makes her way up to the helm and puts her front hooves up on the railing, standing on her hindlegs

>"Mes amies... I... I am sorry." Sunset hangs her head for a moment, before taking another deep breath and continuing
>"For overestimating my own abilities, I put you all in fatal danger. I cannot for ze life of me begin to fazom what I was zinking and..."
>She sighs softly
>"No, zat iz ze problem. I wasn't zinking. I was blindly forging ahead wizout a care in ze world. I never once zought to zink about ze fact zat I was now responsible for more zan just myself."
>"I led us straight into danger knowing all of ze risks involved and when somezing reared its head I... I..."
>You can see her swallow back a lump in her throat, doing her best not to break down
>"I was simply useless. I should have known zat it was not somezing zat we could have faced on merely our zird day of being a crew."
>"Ze only reason zat I am still here to give zis apology iz because Princesse Twilight was able to step in and save us."
>She nearly chokes out the next part
>"And I understand if... You would not have me as your captain any longer..."
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>>28120286
>Inb4 this is the most exciting thing the crew has done since their vessels were decommisioned.
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>>28120438
Just a shame they didn't kill it. They could've decorated the hull of their ship in it's scaled and stuck it's head on the front as a trophy.
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>>28120438
These ponies have only ever seen/been on the ships their parents were on
This is the first time they've been out on their own like this

In short the entire ship is a massive mess of bad decisions that'll improve with time
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>>28120456
That might depend on how dragons are viewed. If they're recognized as a sapient race, then I don't think you could decorate your ship with its remains, even if it attacked first.
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>>28120550
Of course you could.
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>>28120286
>The mares on deck giggle a bit
>Soon it turns into bubbling laughter
>Twilight isn't of course, she's just confused
>So is Sunset, actually
>And so are you

>"Capitaine, what's with all the waterworks? We still think you're a great captain!"
>There are murmurs of agreement as another mare chimes in

>"So what if we got a little bit singed? We're all okay in ze end. You might be a bit of a novice, but we all are!"

>"Oui, Capitaine! It iz a learning experience for all of us! Though.. Perhaps next time you shouldn't zrow us into ze deep end quite so early, no?"

>"Oh please don't give up, Capitaine! I don't want to have to go back to Prance already! Zis was... Well, a tad scary, but fun in a way. Plus, we're all jsut going to get better as we go, right?"

>"Can't just give up at the first sign o' trouble, Captain, we still love ya!"

>Clearly Sunset wasn't expecting this kind of reaction from her crew
>Then again neither were you
>These mares were as reckless as their captain
>But
>You can't really bring yourself to be angry
>You're just happy that Sunset gets to continue to live her dream
>And it looks like she is as well
>You've seen those kind of happy tears before
>However, she knows that she's still not done
>She sniffles a bit and wipes them away before trotting back down to the deck proper, and over to Twilight

>"Princesse Twilight...? I know zat I may have been averse to you joining us, but..."
>She rubs one of her forelegs against the other, trying to think up the words she needed
>"I realize now more zan ever zat my crew and I are simply inexperienced at ze moment, and could use ze guidance of somepony like you."
>Sunset reaches her hoof out, smiling sheepishly
>"I would welcome your assistance aboard Le Rossignol, Princesse Twilight."
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>>28120561
>The mares on deck giggle a bit
So is the crew nothing but mares? Or are the stallions just not so easily convinced?

>"So what if we got a little bit singed? We're all okay in ze end. You might be a bit of a novice, but we all are!"
>only by the intervention of one of the most powerful beings in the world did anyone survive
>image
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>>28120633
The crew is all mares.
>>image
All are optimistic and brimming with positive spirit, you don't want to crush the poners dreams, do you?
Even if they are a little bit dumb
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>>28120655
>the higher it is lifted, the harder the crash will be
>Hope is the best spice to bring out despair
I want poners to dream big, to sail high and fast and feel as if the world can't touch them...
Then feel the crushing weight as reality rears its head and brings them crashing figuratively, and/or literally, to the ground.
I like sad, bitter endings where no one ends up happy.
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>>28120633
>The crew is all mares.
Wew, Sunset better keep a close eye on them during extended voyages, what with the only male aboard being her lover.
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>>28120693
do you always use the same gifs? is it like your theme or something?
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>>28120719
I don't have a lot of variety since I don't have many saved, so I just reuse the same few I do have.
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>>28120561
>Twilight looks at Sunset's hoof
>Then she looks at Sunset
>Before tentatively shaking the pilot's hoof

>"Very well, but don't think that this means that I'm just forgetting about everything that's happened so far. I've still got my eye on you, and your crew. I'm here to make sure Anon is safe, first and foremost. Everything else, including advising your ship comes second."
>"Do I make myself clear?"

>Sunset nods softly

>"Good."

>Twilight trots off to assess damages to the ship
>Or maybe it's just to get away for a moment
>Either way, you still think she's being a bit overprotective
"You think I should go say something? I mean-"
>"Non, non. Her anger iz justified. I just hope zat she calms down at some point when she sees zat I'm not actively trying to put you in harms way. Just let ze fire burn out a bit, before trying to douse it all at once, mon cheri."
>She has a point, for the most part
>You'll try talking to Twilight later tonight
>Maybe you could get her to stop being so hostile towards Sunset
>For now, you help the little captain and the crew do damage control
>Luckily nothing important was taken out
>The gouges in the hull weren't as deep as they originally had looked, and for the most part, the crew had done a good job of snuffing out the flames
>The craftiest of the crew do their best to patch up the holes, at least until it could get repaired properly
>You help get some of the slightly injured mares all tended to
>It was nothing major, a few splinters here and there, some singed manes and coats
>They just seem happy enough to get the attention
>You feel the ship moving again and take a peek out on deck
>Sure enough Sunset was turning around and heading back to town for some repairs
>Thankfully
>She's learning, at least
>Still, you wonder where in mind she has next afterwards
>These mares' wanderlust was infectious it seemed
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>>28120693
Well...SOME poners aren't gonna end up too happy
And I think you'll enjoy a later arc I have planned
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>>28120752
>You sit on the railing of the ship, enjoying a nice bottle of juice
>They always made it fresh here in Ponyville
>The rest of the crew joins you, and soon you're more akin to birds resting on a power line than you are relaxing

>A mare with a bandana on her head scoots closer and looks up at you
>You raise an eyebrow
>"Monsieur Anon? Sunset says that you are very good at giving massages."
>wut.svg
>"She says that your hands feel nice on her wings, can you demonstrate?"
>Other crewmembers are looking over curiously
>You hear a few whispers in Prench, some of the other Pegasi flare their wings out and examine them as they look at you
>This could get very much out of hand very, very quick
>Sunset was busy paying for repairs
>And these mares were waiting like vultures
>Clever girls
>Whatever
>They were the ones that'd have to deal with Sunset
>You could play the innocent card all you wanted
>You reach over and pick the mare up by the scruff of her neck and put her in your lap
"Now don't say I didn't warn you, but this'll be a bit different than anything you've felt before."
>She starts to respond, but you've already started your "famous" wing massages
>It pretty much has the result you expected
>She's panting and gasping for breath, hindlegs twitching as she makes happy mare noises
>The rest of the crew has taken notice
>Those without wings whine a bit
>They needn't worry, for you have techniques for all
>You finish up by tugging at the more sensitive feathers at the tips of the mare's wings, then set her down on the deck of the ship, where she lays for a good while
>"T-T-Thank you Monsiuer Anon! My name is G-Grape Shot, by the way."
>That's nice
>You turn your attention to the mare sitting to your left, and she squeaks
"Next in line?"
>Truly you were king of all you surveyed
>Lord of all Wing Massages, Baron of Boops, Duke of Ear Scratching
>You fight back the urge for maniacal laughter as you work your way down the crew's roster
>You even finish your juice
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>>28120909
>They were the ones that'd have to deal with Sunset
Is Anon truly retarded?
No amount of 'playing innocent' excuses you from somehow talking your way out of how you touched up a bunch of other girls. Even if he didn't know how sensual a place the wings were, giving massages to other women is a no-no in general.
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>>28120972
Sunset is the retarded one
But Anon is as well, yes
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>>28120986
>flying ship filled with explosives piloted and crewed by a bunch of retards
God help us all.
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>>28120997
kek
this can only end in the hindenburg
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>>28120909
>Sunset returns to the ship some time later to find you lounging and relaxing, laying down on the ships's railing
>"Er, did somezing happen? What iz wrong wiz ze crew?"
"They had a hard day and had asked me to help them relax."
>"Rrriiiight... Well, I am glad at least to see zat you are taking nicely to ze crew, and zat zey have come to enjoy your presence as well. However,"
>Sunset flutters over and lands, somewhat forcefully on your chest
>"Do remember for future reference zat zose hands of yours, and everyzing else, belongs only to moi, mon cheri."
>She smirks knowingly at you
>Fug
"R-Right. Got it."
>Her smouldering, serious demeanor does a complete 180 and she returns to her usual cheerful way of speaking
>"In ozer news, zese ponies sure work fast! Ze Unicorns in charge of ze repairs say zat we should be ready to head out wizin ze hour!"
"I ah, assume you've got somewhere in mind?"
>You rub your chest, there's probably hoof imprints in there
>"Of course! We are going to ze Badlands next!"
"The Badlands? You know that nopony really knows what's out there, right? In all likelihood we could run into something worse than that dragon."
>"Yez, which iz why I consulted Twilight beforehoof."
>Sunset stamps her hoof rather loudly on the deck
>"Up, you floozy vultures! And keep away from Monsieur Anonymous, he iz mine! I will use you as ze ship's figurehead if you try anyzing wiz him again!"
>The dazed mares quickly scramble to their hooves and scurry away to their various posts, some disappearing belowdeck
>Sunset can sure be commanding when she wants to be
>"Princesses Twilight says zat wiz ze kind of wildlife ze Badlands supports, it would be very rare that we discovered somezing as large as zat dragon. She assured me that, while unknown for ze most part, it would be an okay course if I were to decide upon it."
"Well, if you're confident that we can handle it, I'm all for it."
>"Splendid! Now, come wiz me Anon. You have a bit of apologizing to do."
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>>28121170
>Luckily, your apology and punishment come only in the form of giving Sunset the best damn wing massage you can manage
>"Mmmn... Yesssss, I see why my crew went to you~ Zose hands of yours are like gifts from ze gods zemselves, mon cheri~"
>They're just hands
>Though, probably the only ones if you don't count Minotaurs or Diamond Dogs
>Your hands are starting to get sore though
>This is just like that time that Applejack forced you to hold a cinderblock over your head for 5 hours because you taught Applebloom how to swear
>Except it's all concentrated in your hands now instead of your arms
>You can feel Sunset's breathing through her back, and it's getting faster and faster as time goes on
>She mewls softly and her wings flap wildly for a second
>"A-Arrêter, arrêter, stop stop... Hah... Hah..."
>She rolls over, panting heavily, sweating quite a bit
>Clearly she doesn't want to give you the satisfaction of bringing her to climax like this
>You're just glad you can stop and rest
>"Remember, Anon. Zere iz much worse zat I could do if you do not control yourself~ You are lucky zat I love you so much to let zis slide, because I know you meant nozing of it."
>You sigh with relief and lay your head back on the bed
>"You're just a tad dumb."
>You know at this point, you're inclined to agree with her
>"You are on a strict look, don't touch basis wiz ze crew now. And I'll have to make sure zat zey get enough time on land to make sure zat zey come back... Sated."
>Maybe the entire crew being female was the problem
>You point that out, but she doesn't really go anywhere with it
>Sunset rolls over on top of you and stares down at you for a bit, smiling a warm, happy smile
>"Anonymous, you know zat I love you very much, yez?"
>You nod
"Of course."
>"Zen, le grand amour, do not allow my love to be misplaced. My parents were so happy to see zat I had finally met somepony, and I do not want to disappoint zem, or myself."
"I won't, I won't. I promise."
>"Bien~"
>Snuggles
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Sorry the update couldn't be as large today, I, like Anon, was busy going full retard
Soon we'll head off to the Badlands, where I'm sure nothing bad can go wrong
It's not like it's in the name or anything
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>>28121170
>She assured me that, while unknown for ze most part
>assured
>unknown
Oh boy, here we go.
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EMERGENCY BUMP
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Writefag_is_kill is kill
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>>28122605
Writefag is kill is never kill
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>>28122605
Do you just not read the other stories being written or what?
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>>28122969
>Do you just not read the other stories being written or what?
I don't understand how the other stories are supposed to disprove WiK being kill
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>>28121170
I knew a clamfest on an airship would quickly start causing problems for the only male on-board.
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>>28121341
HAHA
TIME FOR CHANGELING CREW
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>>28123091
>inb4 Sunset okays the crew to start capturing stallions so that they stay away from Anon
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>>28123469
That's a good way to be seen as a slaver in the eyes of Equestrian law.
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>>28123500
Yeah, but who cares about what happens to pirates anyway :^)
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>>28121341
Does your world have early aircraft like biplanes? They have cannons, do they have rifles or anything of the like?
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>>28123539
Never thought about it
I'd rather get the thread's opinion on stuff like that before introducing it. Granted, this is /TiM/ so I'm sure they wouldn't mind
I dunno about any early aircraft like that, but I'm wondering if it wouldn't be neat to introduce early firearms, but I don't want to dilute the story any further/become edgy

I'm essentially going for Anon and Sunset to become embroiled in what ends up being Equestria's equivalent of the 7 Years' War
For reference, we've pretty much just ended what could be called the Phantom Blood arc of the story
Now we're in what, Battle Tendency?
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>>28123612
>7 Years' War

Fug, wrong one
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>>28123612
The thought of ponies flying aircraft is... pretty retarded to me, honestly.
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>>28123620
Anyways, regardless of my historical fuckup, something big is going to go down, somewhat centered on Sunset, Anon and Twilight
I don't know if there's a real world equivalent, honestly, but look forward to pirates, naval battles, aerial battles, and all manner of things
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>>28123665
>but look forward to pirates, naval battles, aerial battles, and all manner of things
my body is ready
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9V-tGUou-M
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>>28121341
>"Do remember for future reference zat zose hands of yours, and everyzing else, belongs only to moi, mon cheri."

So I guess this means this story isn't going to become Anon's Floating Harem.
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>>28123971
Unfortunately not
Someone else can write that if it tickles their fancy
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>>28118785

If I didn't have my own Herd thing well into production already... Oh well.
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>>28125454
What's going on?
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>>28125503
I SAID HEY!
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Oh, hey, this thread is back. I've got a new chapter of Mad Science, and I feel it would fit in well here.

Pastebin for those who'd prefer to follow along there.
http://pastebin.com/wuNB8AGc

“What are you writing?”
>Morning came, and, again, Anonymous sat at his desk, working alone, as usual, black rippling lines extending from a pencil clutched firmly between his first and second digits.
>“I thought that we were going with, ‘Good morning, Anonymous. Did you sleep well?’ Or something to that effect. To which I probably should respond ‘Good morning, Twilight Sparkle, my sleep was excellent. How about yours?’ But, obviously, we have proceeded to more efficacious modes of communication. So, to answer your question: pseudocode,” he says in his particular tone, each word placed most efficiently for greatest effect.
“See. So you do think it’s odd that I didn’t greet you. But, regardless. What’s pseudocode?”
>“An outline for the string of written commands that run the computer systems of my hazard suit. And, no, I only think it’s odd because you brought that up yesterday. I’m merely trying to maintain some consistency in our relationship. Is that not what good friends do?”
“Well, yes, but I thought you didn’t care about that.”
>“I don’t.”
>You stare across the volume of papers spread over the table.
“How long have you been working on this?”
>“The pseudocode? A few hours at most. I’ve been working on some other calculations as well.”
“And how long did that take?”
>He pauses for a moment.
>“An unimportant amount of time.”
“Have you been awake all night?”
>“I will neither confirm nor deny that. And why would it matter if I did? Am I not capable of making my own decisions?”
“Yes, but, I don’t know, don’t friends usually care for each other’s well-being? Staying up so late can’t be healthy, even with what little I know of human biology.”

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>>28126125

>“It isn’t. But I don’t care about that. I can stay awake for at least 48 hours with no consequences. Learned that as an undergraduate. It’s not particularly pleasant, but this is not the time to worry about my comfort.”
“Do you at least have time to eat? I’m going to get breakfast, and I don’t think that -”
>“You know what my answer is to that.”
“Okay, then. There’s - uh - cereal, I guess, in the pantry.”
>Anonymous gives you no reply other than a slight shrug, returning to his work.
>The weather ponies apparently having not yet cleared the skies, you exit the library into a gloomy early-morning fog.
>With the shops and stalls just opening for business, sales ponies just setting out their wares for the day, you head through town towards the main square and a building made almost entirely of confectionary sugar and baked goods.
>The bell over the door jingling overhead, you enter Sugarcube Corner and walk up to the counter.
>“Hey, Twilight!” Pinkie says, greeting you from the table she’s wiping down.
“Good morning, Pinkie,” you reply.
>“Here for breakfast?” she asks. “I think I could snag you two piping-fresh muffins. Let me just go to the back.”
>Before you can make a reply, Pinkie scampers off to the kitchen, returning with a plate of cranberry-orange muffins, a few puffs of steam rising from them.
“Those look great! How much for two?”
>“Two? Who’s the other one for? Or are you just really hungry?”
“I was going to get one for Anonymous.”
>“Eh, don’t worry about it. If the Cakes bother me about missing muffins, then I’ll just take it from my pay. My treat!”
“Wow, thank you.”
>Pinkie places two of the muffins on a pair of small plates, and the other in a paper bag.
>The two of you sit down at one of the tables in the otherwise empty cafe.

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>>28126134

>“So I was talking to Roseluck yesterday about this big gala that’s going to be thrown in town for the arrival of some duke of somewhere or something, and I was wondering if the Cakes would be involved and it turns out we are and we’re making this huge cake, but I can’t come up with a recipe that I think would fit, and then I thought, ‘You know what would be perfect? The Double Chocolate Supreme Strawberry Dream Cake! We haven’t made it in years!’ and so now I’m going around making sure we have enough strawberries for the filling,” Pinkie says, each word fired rapidly from her machine gun of a mouth, “So, what’s up with you, Twilight?”
“I’ve been researching and working on a counter-spell to the Ultimate Laughing Hex. Supposedly the hex should cause non-stop laughter -”
>“That doesn’t sound so bad,” says Pinkie.
“Well, yes, but even so, it’s supposedly unstoppable. Unstoppable laughter can’t be that good for anyone. If I can come up with a cure, then it could pave the way to figuring out other unbreakable spells.”
>“That sounds neat. Maybe that human guy can help you with it.”
“What? Anonymous? I doubt he would. He’s been far too busy working on his own projects. In fact I invited him to breakfast, and he declined for that reason. I’d do just about anything to get him out of his shell.”
>“Huh. Well, I think I’ve got the perfect idea to do that.”
“Is it a party?”
>“Of course it’s a party! And a big one too. With a full band, and dancers, and cake, and -”
“I don’t think that throwing a massive party is such a good idea, Pinkie.”
>“Why not?”
“Because I don’t think Anonymous will appreciate it. He doesn’t seem like the... er... partying type.”
>“How do you know that? Has he told you?”
“Well, no.”
>“And you did say you would do anything to get Anominous-”
“- Anonymous -”
>“Yeah, that! You said you would do anything to get him out of his shell.”
“Well, I didn’t mean absolutely anything.”
>“Then why did you say that?”

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>>28126144

“Because it’s just a figure of speech. It’s hyperbole!”
>“Nuts to your hyperbole! I’ve been planning this for the last three days since he got here. Nobody escapes a Pinkie Welcome Party.”
>And, with that, she raced out the door, leaving behind only a paper muffin wrapper, some crumbs, and a few strands of springy pink hair.
>Staring at your half-eaten muffin, you ponder over what has just occurred, until, suddenly, your stomach sinks to your hooves and you are left without much of an appetite.
>With a start, your eyes widening, you jump up from the table and race out the door.

>Twilight returns, her eyes wide and frantically searching the room.
“What’s going on?” you ask.
>“Nothing,” Twilight says, letting out a sigh of relief. “I brought you breakfast.”
“Oh.
>She hands you a paper bag containing a small muffin topped with sugary icing and a few red cranberries.
“I was going to just make something for myself, but thank you. I guess.”
>Gently taking a bite, you enjoy the sweet tang of citric acid and orange oil mixed with sugar.
>Twilight busies herself with organizing her books for a moment, until her ears suddenly perk up.
>“That’s right!” she says. “We were going to go over to the Apple farm to take a look at that threshing machine.”
>You stop your writing and get up from your chair.
“Correct. And I think I have enough written down for now to solve the problem. Let’s go.”
>“Great! Let me just get a few things.”
>Twilight grabs a leather saddle bag and fills it with a few items of incomprehensible usage, what looks like an astrolabe, and a magnifying glass.
“What were those?” you ask.
>“Tools for examining magical fields,” Twilight says. “I’ve got a thaumometer, voltaic charger, sphere of dowsing, macroscope, and a couple other things just in case.”
>Opening the door, you head out into the fresh air.
>Overhead, a few pegasi zip by, clearing the skies of the fog.
“Why do they need to do that?” you ask.
>“Do what?” Twilight asks in return.

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>>28126154

“Clear the clouds. You have people clear the clouds in the morning. Why?”
>“Ponyville has no weather that isn’t controlled by ponies.”
“Why?”
>“I don’t know. Presumably some ancient enchantment placed by the founders of the town. Whatever it is, we denizens of this territory must be responsible for managing the weather.”
“Curious,” you say, gazing again at the clouds.
>“Now, remember, Anonymous, when we get to the farm, no interrogations,” Twilight says as you head through town. “Applejack is not your philosophical sparring partner. That is not how you make friends.”
“I make no promises. If such topics arise, then I will engage.”
>“No, you won’t. We’re out for a pleasant afternoon, not a debate. So as much as it may bother you not to use your brain -”
>You give her a stern look.
“Friends don’t usually give each other orders -”
>“Well, but, I didn’t mean-”
“Do not tell me not to utilize my gifts.”
>Twilight remains silent for the rest of the journey.
>Beneath the slowly clearing sky, you and Twilight walk along the gravel path out towards the outskirts of town, where the land gently creases into rolling plains and grassy hills topped with deciduous trees.
>As you rise over the top of a hill, a low valley spills outwards into row after row of apple trees surrounding a bright red barn and farmhouse.
>Descending, you find Applejack hard at work hoeing holes for new seeds to be planted.
>“Hiya, Twilight.... And, Anonymous. Ya came,” Applejack says, looking up from the gouged earth. “Here. Lemme show ya ‘round back.”
>She brings the two of you around the back of the barn to what appears to be a rusted red art-deco style tractor with an open cab and a set of heavy, black rubber tires.
>“So, uh, yeah, there’s been this sort of pinging sound coming out of the engine,” the farmpony says. “Maybe you want to take a look at that?”
>Twilight nods, and her horn hums and glows with the aura of a magical spell being cast.

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>>28126158

>The hood of the tractor lifts up to reveal a cylindrical device with a small rotor in the center, some small metal bars set over it coming together in a peaked top connected to some kind of clear, glowing crystal.
>It has no resemblance whatsoever to any sort of generator or engine you’ve ever seen before, other than the gears, driveshafts, and other mechanisms attached to it.
“Could you turn it on?” you ask.
>“Uh, sure,” Applejack says. “Just watch out. That thing can get a bit energetic when the hood’s off.”
>The magical engine hums to life for a few seconds.
>Sparks of what you recognize as plasma begin to form around the crystal as the rotor underneath begins to spin faster and faster as each moment passes.
>The chassis rumbles as the mechanical pieces clank and grind past one another, the fitful wheels only held back by the firm grip of the brake.
>You can faintly hear a light ringing, like a bell chiming some distance away, then the engine roars like a beast struck with a sharp spear and emits a massive cloud of acrid smoke.
>The engine dies.
>You turn to Twilight and say one word:
“Explain.”
>She points to the crystal at the top of the engine.
>“This is shocked quartz,” she says. “It’s a special type of quartz crystal that’s been magically optimized to produce electrical energy. There’s two spells on it. One is a minor Squeezing Incantation that compresses the crystal when the machine is activated. The second is a Electrical Magnifier that increases the electrical output. This output is fed into a coil of wire to turn the magnetic rotor, which drives the engine.”
“So it’s powered by piezoelectricity? How can such a weak current be -”
>“The Grand Law of Magic.”
“Of course…. Well, considering that piezoelectric effects are only used to power watches in my universe, there is absolutely nothing that I know that could aid in fixing this,” you say with a shrug. “Maybe you should try turning the magnification field off and on again.”

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>>28126167

>“That… actually might work,” Twilight says. “I think, from the amount of smoke the engine generates once it gets up to speed, that the generation field is too strong, and the electrical energy is causing the air to ignite when it gets too close. I can re-cast the field at a lower energy. Let me take a look.”
>Twilight brings out one of her tools and begins examining the crystal at the top of the engine.
>Her horn sparks for a moment, then subsides.
>The crystal turns opaque and non-luminous.
>With greater concentration, Twilight cloaks the quartz in magical energy.
>“Okay, try it now,” she says with the conclusion of the spell.
>Applejack starts the engine, which comes to life with a throaty, vibrant hum.
>“Seems to be workin’ okay,” she says after about a minute. “Thanks, Twilight.”
>“No problem. Happy to help.”
>“I don’t reckon ya’d like to stay for lunch as a reward for your work. Oh, and Anonymous is absolutely welcome as well.”
>“Sure! We’d love to,” Twilight says before you have a chance to speak.
>Applejack takes you into the farmhouse.
>“Granny Smith was just makin’ up a whole bunch of apple pies to take to market tomorrow,” she says as you enter the kitchen. “There might still be a couple on the - perfect!”
>Picking up a checkered cloth in her mouth to protect herself from the still-hot pie tin, Applejack takes a steaming pie off the oven and sets it on the round wooden table.
>She then grabs a few plates and forks from the cupboard, and begins cutting slices.
>Thick, sugary filling spills out of the flaky crust as the piece plops down on your plate.
>You elect to let it cool for a bit, seeing as there was still wafts of vapor rising from the warm apple slices.
>“How’s the harvest been this season?” Twilight asks between a mouthful of pie.
>“It’s okay. Could be better. Harvestin’ the wheat and corn has been delayed since we couldn’t get that thresher workin’. But now I think we’ll get that wrapped up pretty quick.”

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>>28126173

>“And the apples? I know that Rainbow Dash has been bugging me about cider, so….”
>“Well, yeah, those are comin’ along. We’ll probably have a good amount leftover after all the bakin’ and sellin’ for pressin’ into cider. Depends on how well the pink ladies do, plus the red deliciouses. If we can get those sold, then we’re golden.”
>“Don’t you have anything to ask of Applejack, Anonymous? Maybe about her farming or -”
“If I had something to ask I would have said it. As it is, I have little interesting in agriculture or making idle conversation.”
>“Then what are ya interested in?” Applejack says with a cocked eyebrow. “Other than philosophy, natural or otherwise.”
“Not much else.”
>“Well, okay then. We’ll have it your way. Maybe you’ve come up with an answer to what I said about honesty yesterday.”
>“Applejack, maybe we can talk about a… er, nicer topic?”
>You swallow a bite of pie, both you and Applejack ignoring Twilight.
“Of course I have a refutation. You’re lying right now.”
>Twilight’s fork clatters on her plate.
>“Anonymous. Don’t,” she says.
“My apologies, Twilight, but I cannot break a promise that I did not make.”
>You turn to Applejack, saying:
“You don’t want me here right now. I’ve provided you with no help. I’m eating your food without compensation. Your only interaction with me has been an argument. Why would you want me here right now?”
>Smirking, you continue:
“This is exactly what I discussed yesterday, and, though you presented a different approach, you still didn’t answer my central criticism. Even if, when the chips are down, your friends will be honest with you, why not simply be open and upfront with each other all the time, if honesty is that valuable? Why are you hiding behind pleasantries right now? Do you really want me to be here?”
>“Because… because at the end of the day, I do want you to be here,” Applejack says, interrupting your monologue. “I haven’t been lyin’.”
“What?”

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>>28126184

>“As much as it makes me uncomfortable, I know that the first step to gettin’ through to you is at least bein’ hospitable. Who cares if you haven’t been the biggest help? You’re still our guest, not just on this farm, but within this universe, dangit. That’s gotta be worth somethin’. So long as I think there’s even the smallest shred of decency in you, I think you’re entitled to a seat at our table.”
>Nobody says anything for a second.
>“I’ve seen Applejack really try to lie about something,” Twilight says. “Her eyes get all shifty and she starts trying to hide behind things. She’s a terrible liar. No offense.”
>“None taken.”
“If she really didn’t want you here, I don’t think she’d try to keep it from you.”
“Is that so…. Very well. I’ll yield for now, but I know I can find something. There is no conceivable way you can conduct every interaction with your friends in total honesty, and I’ll find a way to prove it.”
>You stand up from the table.
“Thank you for the pie. It was excellent. However, I have spent far too much time away from my research, and must return home. I do not know what you are planning, Twilight, but if you would like, it may be more efficient for us to travel together.”
>You creak open the farmhouse door as Twilight says a hurried goodbye to Applejack as she follows you.
>“I thought you agreed no more arguments,” she says as the door closes and you begin walking up the path towards town.
“I agreed that I wouldn’t start anymore arguments, not that I wouldn’t participate. Also, that term feels very out of place. We were perfectly civil. A discussion would be a better term,” you say.
>“Argument, discussion, whatever. No more of them! -
“And we really need to work on your conversation skills -”
“No more of them or you’ll what?” you mutter.
>“What?”
“Nothing. Please, continue lecturing me on avoiding topics of discourse that interest me when conversing with others.”
>“Now you’re just being thick-headed.”

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>>28126193

“I can hold a conversation perfectly.”
>“Prove it.”
>You think for a moment.
“Hello, Twilight. How was your trip to Applejack’s? Was it enjoyable? What did you do there? I’ve heard her pies are excellent, but I’m not sure what you think. Did she say anything about how well the harvest is going? Does the farm seem to be holding up? How about -”
>“Fine, you’ve proved your point!” Twilight says. “But… why don’t you just do that then?”
“Because I see no reason to conduct myself falsely with you or your friends. I believe honesty is valuable, and to feign interest in topics I couldn’t care less about is wrong.”
>“But as you become friends with people you become interested in aspects of their life,” Twilight says.
“True.”
>“So eventually you don’t need to fake your interest in those things. You will be honestly interested, and they’ll be honestly interested in your life.”
“Also true.”
>“So why don’t you just make little lies for now, so that greater honesty can come later?”
“Why not simply be honest all the time, so that those who are willing to accept your honesty are honest to you as well?”
>“You just have an answer for everything, don’t you?” Twilight says.
“I’m a physicist. I give answers to problems,” you say.
>Twilight groans.
>“This isn’t over,” she says.
“Of course it isn’t.”
>As you pass by the front door of the Carousel Boutique, the door suddenly opens with the ding-a-ling of a bell.
>“Anonymous! Twilight! Just the two I wanted to see,” Rarity says.
>“Hiya, Rarity,” Twilight says. “What is it?”
>You loom silently behind Twilight.
>“Well, I was just putting the finishing touches on the outfit I was making for Anonymous, and then I saw you two walking by. So, if you have a moment, you could come right in and pick it up!”
“Excellent,” you say. “I think I will.”
>You and Twilight follow Rarity into the store.
>The seamstress trots into the back room and returns with a white box.

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>>28126201

>“Now, I’m not usually one for minimalism, and my skills with male designs are a little rusty, but I think I came up with something quite ravishing.”
>She reveals a black jacket with matching trousers, a white shirt, and a crimson tie.
>“Here, have a feel of the fabric. It’s absolutely to die for.”
>Rarity passes the shirt into your hands.
>The texture is soft, light, and incredibly smooth.
>The milky cloth floats almost weightlessly in your hands, flowing with the grace of the ocean’s surface on a moonless, windless night.
“Is this silk?” you ask. “I can’t wear something like that. I thought I asked for something simple.”
>“But it is simple, darling,” she says, brow furrowing. “Just a solid navy. What could be more simple than that?”
“Yes, but simplicity goes beyond designs. I can’t wear something that I will constantly need to worry about getting dirty.”
>“Oh, that’s what you were worried about? Pfft. All my garments are produced with anti-dirt and anti-odor enchantments. I can’t remember the formal names, but Twilight should be able to tell you. I know you’re interested in magic and all that,” Rarity says, turning to the other unicorn. “In fact, it was Twilight who taught me how to cast them, isn’t that right?”
>Twilight gives a big smile and nods.
“Very well. If that enchantment holds, I guess they’ll do,” you say, taking a look at the outfit. “But I can’t help but wonder....”
>“Can’t help but wonder what, darling?” Rarity asks.
“What do you seek to gain by this? I asked you for something simple. A t-shirt and jeans would have been fine,” you say, stretching out those particular articles of clothing, which currently adorn you, as if to show off their grubbiness. “Instead, you give me formal evening wear. For what purpose?”
>“I’m just being generous.”
>You think for a moment.
>Twilight’s stare digs into you with the force of a drill rig boring for oil.

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>>28126208

“I guess I don’t really have any reason to believe otherwise,” you say. “Thank you very much.”
>“Don’t you want to try it on?”
>You blink.
“Of course. Let me take a look.”
>You step into the dressing room and redress in the suit.
>It fits perfectly, maybe even a bit better than your clothes from Earth, which were always a bit baggy around your skeletal frame.
“It seems to fit,” you say, exiting back into the main show floor.
>“It looks great,” says Twilight.
>“Absolutely marvelous, if I do say so myself,” says Rarity. “My first human design....”
>“I think it suits you,” says a third voice, followed by a giggle.
>You turn around to find a pink horse entering the boutique.
>“Hello, Pinkie,” Rarity says. “Are you here to pick up the -”
>“Yeah! The outfit for the -”
>Pinkie quickly shoves a hoof in her mouth.
>“Sorry, can’t say in present company.”
“I guess that’s our cue to leave then. Thank you for the suit.”
>“You’re quite welcome, Anonymous. If you need anything else, just ask.”
“Of course,” you say, holding the door for Twilight to leave with you.
>Twilight is silent for a few moments as you walk towards home.
“Was that better?” you ask as you approach the entrance.
>You set the box containing your new clothes on your desk in the upper part of the library, taking a few sheets of paper in exchange, then head towards the basement to continue to work.
>“At least you managed to hold your argumentative tongue in check,” she says. “I guess we’ll have a bit of time to work on that….”
>Downstairs, the clock was ticking.
>A metronomic drone of low beats at a steady rate of one tock per second echoes off the walls.
>Reprogramming the hazard suit’s central computer had been easier than you expected.
>By running the suit in test mode, you could create a new function that would plot the output of the photoelectric experiment.
>Very simple.
>Quite elegant.
>Unfortunately, you still had to input the values into the computer by hand.

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>>28126208
I like this green
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>>28126215

>The right wrist had a keyboard precisely for this purpose.
>You could never know if a universe could somehow alternate the laws of computer logic, making it possible for a calculator to make two plus two equal five.
>May as well include that function.
>Regardless, it was taking some time, and there didn’t seem to be a way to automate it further.
>The preliminary results, at least, looked accurate - a nice dropoff until stopping at the work function.
>Everything was going smoothly.
>The clock keeps ticking.
>Until, suddenly, the punctuated silence is burst by an explosion of noise and color.
>You flinch and rip the helmet from your head, trying to regain a sense of order.
>It was like someone set off a multicolored bomb.
>Shards and strings of paper sifted down over head, along with dozens of squeaking balloons.
>A party horn screamed in your ear as a full brass band wound up in an overwhelming crescendo.
>At the center of the maelstrom is a pink pony with a cotton candy-like mane, currently covered by a flat boater’s hat and carrying a mahogany cane.
>Her maw opens up, and she begins to sing in a wild bouncing double-patter tune:
>“Welcome to our universe, we hope you find it grand!”
>“And if you’ll give a listen, please, to our big brass band!”
>“There’s a plethora of games to play, so join us, if you’d please!”
>“There’ll be so much mirth and laughter it will leave you on your knees!”
>“You’ve been working down here for so long, and now it’s time for fun,”
>“And maybe you can make a friend, finally when we’re - oof!”
>The orchestra falters in a sudden stop of rushed minor second chords, like a subway train crashing into a brick wall, as you stomp up to the podium and wrap your hands around Pinkie’s cheeks, the paragon of fury blazing deep within your eyes.
>“Hey! Let me go! I haven’t finished the song,” she says, her voice muffled by your grip.

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>>28126125
>1/23
Holy shit.
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>>28126222

“There will be no more songs. You have interrupted my work in the most egregious way. Get out,” your voice at moderate volume and your words sliding easily, but carrying all the weight of a glacier carving through a valley.
>You turn to the rest of the entourage Pinkie has brought with her.
“Get out!” you say, a bit more loudly, but only so that everyone can hear you.
>Grumbling a bit, the band shuffles out of your laboratory, a pair of cymbals crashing on the floor with a metallic shimmer of sound until its owner quickly picks them up and scuttles out.
“Who the hell do you think you are that you can barge into a private residence and start making such a racket? What did you think this would accomplish?” you ask, whipping back to the pink pony rubbing her cheeks.
>“I-I’m Pinkie Pie. I’m one of T-Twilight’s friends. And I-I just thought you had been cooped up down here so long that you might have some fun with a party,” she stutters, shrinking back a bit from your looming presence and balled fists.
“Ah, yes. Fun. Here I am, working to advance my knowledge of this universe, and you waste my time with fun. Truly a worthy endeavor.”
>“We all need to have fun sometimes.”
“No, we do not. The most important thing in life is accretion and advancement of knowledge, and you have taken away from my efforts in doing that. You should be ashamed.”
>“Well, I - but - I.... You listen here, mister Unanimous!”
“Anonymous. My name is Anonymous, and you shall refer to me as such.”
>“Fine! Whatever! Everyone needs a laugh at some point. Everyone loves a party.”
>Your glare intensifies to icepick sharpness, a laser-like beam with which you hoped to puncture this annoyance’s skull.

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>>28126227

“Do you know what I find funny?” you say in low, hollow tone. “What a pathetic creature you are. Your goal in life is to appeal to our basest sensibilities, our lowest pleasures. Your only desire is to make people happy, and, when your narrow view of what makes people happy is irreversibly shattered, your reaction is to argue that person does not understand happiness. So, not only are you committed to hedonism, but your view of what actions are hedonistic is limited. You are the butt of your very own joke. So, go ahead. Laugh.”
>Pinkie’s ears turn downwards, flat against her head, and a layer of tears builds up on her lower eyelid.
>“I... I didn’t know that -”
“You didn’t know what? That I am not a connoisseur of obnoxious noises and trivialities? That your personal beliefs in what entertains people would be so horribly rebuked? Couldn’t you have possibly figured that I would not appreciate one iota of these efforts from the fact that I have spent my entire time within this overwrought cartoon you call a universe working on a way to escape it?”
>“I just wanted to make you happy,” she says. “I’m sorry.”
“And you very well should be. Now, as I have ordered you to earlier: get out. I have much work to do and I prefer to have no more -”
>It was at that moment you noticed Twilight on the staircase, overlooking you with a dark glare.
“What?” you ask. “Are you taking her side in this? She barges into my laboratory with an entire marching band, thinking that’s perfectly alright.”
>“Your laboratory?” Twilight says.
“Semantics,” you reply.
>Twilight turns to her friend.
>“You really should go,” she says, calmly, but then grits her teeth. “I need to discuss something with our new acquaintance. Privately.”
>Pinkie Pie slowly ascends the stairs, takes a final look at you, and then leaves.
“Well, now that that’s out of the way, I believe we can discuss our experimental results, which are coming quite well, thanks to my -”

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>>28126230

>“What happened?” Twilight asks, coming down towards you.
>You place yourself in a chair, your helmet and gauntlet at your side, a few stacks of paper next to you, your back to Twilight.
>You pick up a pencil and begin to write out some thoughts.
“I just told you. I was doing my research when your pink friend there -”
>“And what happened after that?”
“I explained to her why that wasn’t an acceptable thing to do.”
>“Anonymous, I was listening the whole time.”
“And you didn’t stop her?”
>“I was a few seconds too late for that.”
“Very well. Either way, I think you will find my argument sound.”
>“That’s not the point. You promised not to do that anymore. You said you wouldn’t analyze people like that.”
“Then what was I supposed to do? Sit there and take it?”
>“You know what? Yes. Pinkie just didn’t know you that well, and you should have at least appreciated her making an effort to make you happy.”
“Well, it didn’t. She should have done better research, or drawn maybe some logical conclusions about my disposition from my actions thus far. Or talked to you.”
>“She did talk to me. I tried to... I tried to talk her out of it.”
>The pencil scratches across the paper.
“So you agree with me.”
>“She put a lot of effort into this, Anonymous. She always does. Parties are her thing, just like you and science -”
“What a worthless talent to have.”
>“It’s not worthless! Making people happy is not worthless. And if you had only been more open with her, then she could have found the way to do that most effectively.”
“Well, as I have established at least one hundred times, I don’t care about that.”
>Silence.
>“Why not?” Twilight asks.
“I told you to figure it out,” you say. “It’s been three days. Have you put any thought into it?”
>“Have you put any time into refuting my friends’ arguments?”
“Irrelevant. I have spent my time with other things.”
>“And so have I. So why haven’t you set out on that task? Isn’t it important to keeping your worldview?”
“Yes, but -”

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>>28126237

>“Then why haven’t you worked on it?”
>You sigh and check the display on your helmet.
“Point understood. Very well. I believe the analysis program can run without my oversight. So, I can put some effort into this project.”
>“Good. And I’ll put some time into thinking about you then.”
“There isn’t any need to do that. I meant it merely as a triviality.”
>“Oh no. I want to figure it out. It’s like you said. There isn’t any problem that can’t be solved, given enough time.”

>He doesn’t say anything more, just returning to writing more things down on paper.
>Seeing that Anonymous doesn’t want to be bothered any further, you quietly head back upstairs.
>You still have a few remaining errands to do for the end of the day, but, as you head outside, you find Pinkie Pie sitting on the stairs leading up to the library.
>“Oh. Hey, again, Twilight,” she says, her voice unusually low.
“I’m sorry, Pinkie,” you reply. “But I can’t say I didn’t warn you.”
>“It’s fine. I guess I was just so eager to welcome him, that I just wasn’t willing to listen to your advice. But even then… I’ve never met anyone who reacted that sourly to someone just being friendly to them.”
“I know, and I’m trying to figure out why, as best as I can. And I’ve told Anonymous that he needs to… be better, about things like that. But I don’t think it’s really taking.”
>“Hm.”
“I just can’t understand why someone so intelligent would so want to be alone.”
>“Isn’t that what you wanted when you first came to Ponyville?”
“What?”
>“Watch your head, the door’s about to - oof!”
>Standing in the entryway is Anonymous, his expression as flat as a sheet of cloth pulled taut, only his eyes narrowed slightly, who, hopefully unknowingly, has just shoved you aside with the door.
>He looks around the corner and, seeing you there and your gaping mouth, says, “My apologies. Maybe you shouldn’t sit so close to the door. I’m going for a walk, and I shall return shortly.”

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>>28126244

>And, having said that, he descends the stairs, his hands in his pockets.
>“Hey! Where are you going?” Pinkie Pie asks. “And can I come?”
>He turns for a moment and stares at your friend, his eyes again narrowed, then continues on his journey.
“Anonymous. Please stay here for a moment and talk with us,” you say.
>“And why should I do that?” he asks.
“Because... because maybe you can help me with something that just happened. Pinkie, can you explain your Pinkie-sense to him?”
>Approaching the entryway again, Anonymous cocks his head to one side.
>“Well, uh - it’s like - sometimes, my tail will start twitching or my eyebrows start shaking or my hooves start quivering,” Pinkie explains. “And when that happens I know something, usually something bad is about to happen. And I don’t know why it happens! It’s just magic.”
>Anonymous’s eyes grow like a pair of white sponges soaked in water, and you swear you could see one of his hands shudder.
>“Coincidences,” he says. “You’re just taking some individual instances where this... sense... has happened, and extrapolating that it happens all the time. There’s no reason to believe that you have any sort of predictive power, or the ability to affect causal chains, or something.”
>“But it does happen all the time! I have notes to prove it,” she says, pulling a large notebook from seemingly nowhere, causing Anonymous’s eyes to again expand in surprise.
>He takes the notebook and flips through it.
>“These are Twilight’s notes,” he says, then shifts slightly. “I recognize the handwriting from the work we’ve done together. Did you steal these?”
>“Well, duh. My tongue got a bit dry after our little - let’s not talk about that thing. But, anyways, I knew that I would need those notes because my tongue getting a bit dry means I’m going to need to give some information about myself to someone soon. And there that book was, and here you are!”
>“That’s strangely specific.”

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>>28126248

>“I know,” Pinkie says with a quickly-stifled giggle, her trademark laughter somewhat returning. “Some of them are funny like that. Like, I can’t predict everything under the sun, but I can predict a lot of things.”
>Anonymous rapidly turns to you.
>“Why didn’t you tell me that magic can travel through time?”
“What? How did you figure that out?” you ask. “I mean, time travel is a legitimate school of magic, but -”
>“Let me repeat: why didn’t you tell me about it?”
“Because you were so busy going off about your physics that I never got a chance to give you one of my lectures on magic. Plus, the School of Temporality is an extremely advanced study, we’d need to go through more basic concepts first like -”
>“That’s not the point! The structure of time itself must flow strictly linearly for physics to work. It’s an essential part of causality. It’s just assumed that causal events always flow forward in time. But that isn’t true in this case. In this case, an event in the future is causing an event in the past. And, if that’s true, then that means magic can obey backwards causality as well as forwards, which completely erases all the work I’ve just done. It can’t be simply some sort of superforce, because the four fundamental forces all obey forwards causality.”
>“Congratulations, you little pink monster,” he says, turning back to Pinkie. “You’ve not only distracted me, but now you’ve erased my work. I have to start all over again. Excellent.”
>Pinkie quivers again, most likely not from her Pinkie Sense this time.
“Don’t take this out on her! Had I known that the way magic flows through time would affect your theories, I would have told you sooner,” you say.
>Anonymous gives no reply other than his sour frown, before throwing his hands in the air, turning, and leaving.
“Where are you going?” you ask.
>“On my walk. I need to clear my head and reassess the situation. Leave me alone.”

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>>28126255

“No, please. You need to stay,” you say. “We need to work this out between you and Pink-”
>“I will have no further discussion with her at this time. The only thing that I think would improve this situation is if she left.”
>“Maybe it would be best if I left, Twilight. I think I’ve caused enough trouble for one day,” Pinkie says.
>You think for a moment.
“Very well. You’re right. I have some things that I would like to figure out with my friend, privately. Again,” you say, emphasizing “my friend” to a near absurd degree.
>Smiling, but only barely, Pinkie Pie gets up from the steps and half-bounces, half-walks away.
“That’s the second time you’ve had to interact with what is generally considered to be one of the nicest ponies in Ponyville. How do you think that went?” you ask, as soon as Pinkie seems to be out of earshot.
>“Poorly for all parties involved,” Anonymous says. “Although the information I’ve gleaned may become valuable to future -”
“Not the point,” you say, sighing. “I’ve been trying to teach you what it means to be a good friend. No, not even that. Just how to be nice to others. But whenever I turn away, it seems that all you can do is return to being cruel. Why? Why don’t you try to be better?”
>The sun shines brightly, Anonymous’s looming shadow granting you some shade.
>A faint breeze rustles through the leaves overhead, a few detaching and gently floating to the ground.
>“I don’t think you really want to know that at this point. It’s ultimately irrelevant to our relationship, and would most likely only sully it.”
“I think it would be best if we have an open, honest relationship between us.”
>Chuckling, he seems to make a decision.

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>>28126261

>“Fine. You really want to know then? You want to know what my game is? Because that’s what it is. A game. I’m trying to determine how far I can push you. I know you’re curious about the advanced knowledge I have, and just about my universe in general. I know you want to know why I am the way I am. I also know that you want me to become a better, friendlier person.. To do both of those things, you can’t just push me away. To do so would be to admit defeat: that ultimately I can’t be changed. I don’t think you believe that. As for myself, I don’t really care.”
>A smirk grows across his face.
>“Judging by your shocked expression, you don’t particularly like what I said. Funny. Your friend Applejack said just earlier today that honesty was generally the best policy, and your friends should be the people you were most honest with. I guess that isn’t true here. The truth hurt far more, but I guess you would have figured this all out eventually anyways.”
“Get out.”
>“Excuse me?”
“Get your things and get out of my library.”
>“Why? I only did what you asked me to do. I told you exactly what you -”
“I should have known all along that you - urgh, I just can’t believe this! You tell me friends to leave and - Get out!”
>“This is a bit extreme. Maybe you should have a glass of water and think about what you’re doing to both of us.”
“And here you are, still trying to manipulate me, like I’m some kind of fool. Go away. I never want to see you again. To take complete advantage of my hospitality and kindness, like that!”
>“Oh, really now, don’t be so melodramatic. I mean, really, you can’t throw me out, where would I go? Plus, there’s still the chance for productive research. Why would you throw that chance away?”
“No, that’s it. It’s over.”
>Anonymous’s face is completely flat.
>“I don’t understand,” he says, after a long pause.
“What do you mean you don’t understand? Highest IQ in the multiverse, and you can’t understand the words ‘Get out?’”

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>>28126268

>“Not that. I thought -”
“You thought what?”
>“Nothing. I guess I was wrong in that hypothesis as well.”
“What hypothesis?”
>“There’s something more to you, Twilight Sparkle. Your gift is not magic, nor friendship, but intellect. I give you difficult problems, and you solve them; give you new concepts, and you absorb them. I tell you to figure out what only one of the greatest minds in human history could figure out, and you put the pieces of the puzzle together.”
>“But intellect is both a blessing and a curse. I was so high above everyone else that I began to think ‘Why even bother with them?’ What could they give me that I didn’t already have, except… torment. They were either tools or obstacles in my search for knowledge, and nothing more. When I asked why I shouldn’t think that, I was given no answer.”
>“Do you understand?”
>The wind blows again, while Anonymous waits for your response.
“I can’t believe you,” you finally say. “Trying to manipulate me with a sob story after all this. How gullible do you think I am?”
>His brow furrows and his frown deepens.
Sighing, you say, “Before I came to Ponyville, I was alone. All I had were my studies and my books. That was my choice of how to live my life, and I thought others were a waste of time.”
>Anonymous only nods.
“As I’ve come to learn through my studies here, friendship is valuable, but you clearly don’t want to learn that. Why else would you put no effort into countering my friends’ arguments for why their Elements are valuable? You should’ve been able to defeat them easily. The only thing I can come to is that you don’t care to.”

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>>28126275

“You think you’re a genius, but you clearly know nothing about other people. You want to lord your intellect over them like an emperor instead of sharing it for mutual benefit, and all that shows is that, deep down, you’re just a selfish, manipulating, cruel little human. I have no place for anyone like that in my life, and so, until you can learn how to be kind, you’ll have no place here. And that’s why you’re going to leave.”
>Anonymous takes a final look at you, and, then, in silence, slowly trudges away.

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And that's the end. Comments, criticism, love, all appreciated. I'll be lurking around here. Have a good night.

>>28126221
Thank you.

>>28126224
Yes. Probably part of why I take a long time to write these things is I write too much. But, then again, I like to have a lot of things happen, and I guess it's better than having things be too short.
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>>28126284
Thank you based Kimi
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>>28126284
Damn, i totaly forgot this story even exsisted.
Thats how slow your updates are.
But it is well worth it.
I liked the original, and im loving the current one.
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>>28126520
Yeah, I will be the first to admit my update speed is fucking glacial. Thank you though.
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>>28126570
What killed the writefag?
THE ICE AGE
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>>28127323
AIRSHIP FLYING AND WAIFU STUPIDITY SOON
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>>28127335
SHE'LL STOP BEING STUPID EVENTUALLY, SURELY
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>>28121325
>Everyone on the ship avoids you now
>Well, everyone but Twilight that is
>You can only attribute it to Sunset's threat from yesterday
>As you wander about the ship, whatever crewmember is around usually goes scurrying off
>You're just trying to find your tie
>You've been searching high and low for it
>Maybe it fell overboard
>Every time you ask one of the mares for help, the quickly excuse themselves and go find something else to do
>It's like high school all over again
>Except this time you've got a girlfriend
>And you're dealing with small, candy-colored horses
>Could be worse
"Twilight, have you seen my tie?"
>She doesn't even look up from the book she's reading as she levitates your scarlet tie around your collar and magically ties it back
>Huh, windsor
>Not what you usually did, but alright
"Thanks. You sure you're alright coming with us? You ARE a big, important princess and all. You sure your royal schedule isn't full of anything?"

>"I had a letter sent to Princess Celestia before we left, she knows that I'll be gone. I also told her all about Sunset, and she said she'd do a little poking around herself when she got the chance."

>You sigh
>This was gonna be a long, long voyage if she was going to be at odds with Sunset the whole time
"You know, she isn't as bad as you make her out to be, Twiggles. Have you even tried talking to her? Y'know, without yelling at her and such."

>"We don't have anything to talk about."

"Aren't you the Princess of Friendship? Shouldn't you at least be trying to make Sunset's acquaintance, rather than being overprotective of me?"
>She remains silent
"All I'm saying is that maybe you might have more in common with her than you think."

>"I assure you, I've got nothing in common with that mare. For one, I actually think about things before I take action."

"See, there you go again with all the assumptions. You haven't even considered the fact that maybe Sunset'd like to be friends with you as well?"
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>>28127518
>Twilight shuts the book with a thud
>"Sunset, Sunset, Sunset. You sound like a broken record, Anon." She snaps at you
>Woah there
>"Have you maybe considered that, as the Princess of Friendship, I'm a better judge of character for ponies and their friendship than you?"
>Well no, not really, because that sounds dumb
>"Because I am, it comes with the job and the wings, Anon. And if I say that there's no use in befriending that mare, then there's no use befriending her."
>This is beginning to sound less and less like a logical response and more like something emotional

"Couldn't you at least try? What do you really have to lose, honestly? If you're right, then you're right and it was just a lost cause, and if you're wrong, then you wind up with a new friend. Doesn't that also come with the job as Princess too?"

>Twilight narrows her eyes at you
>Obviously she didn't like being called out own her own bullshit
"For me?"
>But at some point this whole tirade was getting ridiculous
>You don't want to have to keep two mares from going at each others' throats the whole time
>You wanted to enjoy the time you spend with Sunset, and go on brand new adventures with her at your side
>Granted, there was one new passenger on that journey, but it could've been worse
>Twilight huffs softly

>"Fine, Anon. I'll give her another chance. But only one more, and ONLY because you asked me to."

"Thanks."
>It's at least some load off your shoulders
>Twi may still be looking at Sunset overly-critically, but at least now she'd try and be friends with her

>"Mon cheri! Can you come here for a moment?"
>You excuse yourself from Twilight and walk up the steps to the helm
"What's up?"

>"Hm? Oh nozing, I just wanted you up here wiz me!"
>She lets go of the wheel for a second and flies up, wrapping her hooves around you and nuzzling her cheek against yours
>What a weird little mare
>You return her hug and set her down on the ground
>"What waz zat wiz Twilight? Iz somezing wrong?"
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>>28127754
"Actually the opposite. I convinced her try and give you a chance. Dunno how far it's gonna get you, but you be on your best behavior."

>Sunset scoffs, putting on a mock pouting face.

>"Mon cheri, I am hurt! I am always on my best behavior! How could you say such a zing about your pretty Pegasus lover?"


"Sure, and that Fluttershy incident didn't happen."
>Your sarcasm is palpable
>Sunset sticks her tongue out at you playfully
>Her ears perk up a bit and she pulls out a spyglass from a little compartment nearby

>"Aha! Do you see it? We are approaching ze Badlands!"

>Oh boy
>You take the spyglass from her and look through it
>Sure enough you could see the arid desert and rocky mesas that made up the badlands coming into view over the horizon
>You began to wonder just what was out here, if anything
>Maybe it was just so boring out here that nothing lives here
>Maybe that's why ponies figure it's unknown
>Who wants to know about a desert with nothing in it?
>Sunset apparently
>She's hoping that something is in it
>You don't really blame her, she really, really wanted to make up for her earlier gaffe with that dragon
>She wanted to prove to her crew (and Twilight) that she could handle these wide open skies
>You believed in her though
>If there was anyone that could manage it, it was her
>Maybe you were a little bit biased because that ass was cash and she gave damn good snuggles
>But you were confident in her
>And if anything else, you would be the one person that'd be there if no one else was
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>>28127886
>As the ship entered the Badlands proper, an eerie wave of silence passed over the ship as the clouds of dust surrounded the ship
>The entire crew, including you, was silent
>Everyone was listening for the sounds of... Well, anything really
>But that was the weird part
>There was nothing except for the sounds of the propellers spinning at the back of the ship
>Sunset even killed them for a second to listen more intently, but still there was nothing
>Not even the sound of the wind blowing
>Just dead silence
>As foreboding as it was, you weren't too worried
>There couldn't be that much out here in the first place if no one had reported anything
>Though, that does start to make your mind wander a bit as the ship ventures further into the desert
>What if the reason everyone thinks the Badlands are so unknown is because everyone that ever went out here never came back?
>That can't possibly be it
>Twilight would've said something about that
>And she definitely wouldn't have allowed Sunset to go here if there was an immense chance of danger
>So why do you get the feeling that something is
>Off
>It's that weird sixth sense in the back of your brain, that primal instinct from your caveman ancestors that hasn't been dulled away
>It's telling you to be wary
>It's giving off signals that are telling you to be wary of stalking predators
>You open your mouth to tell Sunset, but she cuts you off with a "Shh."

>"I feel it too, Anon. Ze whole crew does. Somezing else iz out here wiz us, but I don't know what it iz.

>Her voice is a bit muffled by the dustguard she wears, and she's donned a pair of goggles to keep the dust from her eyes

>"Here, take zese, you may need zem."

>She hands you a spare pair and you put them on, glad to no longer have to squint and rub the sand from your eyes

>That sense of foreboding still hasn't gone away
>And you swear that you can hear something in the distance
>But every time you try and focus on it, it's gone

>"Be at ze ready, ponies."
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>>28128003
>inb4 tatzelwurm
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>>28128032

inb4 Sandworms
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>>28128098
>>28128032
I knew I was missing an opportunity somewhere
I'll file that away for later
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>>28128003
>Even as you proceed further into the Badlands, that feeling won't go away
>At this point you were welcoming whatever it was
>This shit was enough to give you a heart attack
>You're looking over the railing, peering out into the dust clouds to try and see anything
>But still, there's nothing
>You grit your teeth
>It's starting to make you angry at this point
>There's nothing out here
>You keep trying to convince yourself of this fact to make this heavy sense of dread lift itself from your shoulders
>But it doesn't work
>You can feel it deep down in your gut
>BUT WHERE THE FUCK IS IT
>You whirl around, pacing to the other side of the ship and looking about
>The other ponies on deck are nervously awaiting further orders at their stations
>They too are looking about, trying to peer into the thickening dust cloud to no avail
>Sunset looks from side to side, mumbling something to herself in french
>You start to feel the airship rise slowly
>She plans to get above the dust clouds to try and get a better look
>Hopefully that would ease your mind somewhat
>You didn't like being nearly robbed of one of your senses
>It'd be nice to finally be out of this dust at least
>Just as you start to ascend, you and the rest of the crew feel something impact the ship four times on the starboard side
>Everyone turns to see what had happened
>Sunset calls out

>"Damage report? Have we been hit?"

>One mare peers over the side of the ship

>"N-No Capitaine, ze hull iz completely fine! But zere iz... Somezing iz stuck to ze ship!"

>You're confused
>You make your way over and look over the side of the ship
>What the fuck are those
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Hey Guys. I guess I felt a little guilty that Yoohoo is carrying this thread, so I'm starting a little series of my own. It's my first green, so sorry for any suck in advance.

>Be Anon
>Ensign Anonynous Poster of the Starship Fur'Chan
>It's your first day on the ship and you must say that you're impressed.
>They really made upgrades while your crew was on shore leave.
>Computers are much faster, new paint, the works.
>Of course, that's not your immediate concern.
>You have orders to report to the science lab.
>As the doors open, you see Lieutenant Meyers and Commander Inchayfe working on their PADDs.
>Ensign T'pala turns to you.
>"Greetings Anon. We are on assignment together."
"I see. What are we dealing with?"
>"Nothing major, just a simple survey mission."
>T'pala brings up a local star chart.
>"System NGC-1337 Eta Alpha Xi appears to be emitting a copious amount of energy, even though basic astrometrics shows the star to be quite stable, so something may be amiss."
"Why wouldn't a science vessel be sent out to investigate?"
>"The local area has been pacified due to recent Starfleet expansion into the region. It is also a simple G-Type star. While likely to have a small solar system around it, life is doubtful in a system with those levels of radiation."
"I see. Very well. I'll prepare my gear and meet you in shuttle bay two."
>With that, you part ways.
>Why would Starfleet send out two Ensigns into an area of relatively new space?
>Still orders are orders.
>Now, to pack the essentials.
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>>28128264
>You fight the urge to reach out and touch one
>That's horror movie logic at it's finest
>Touching it=bad
>The objects are spherical in shape, and are about as large as a recliner
>They're made out of a gelatinous, sticky, green substance that clings to the side of the ship like glue
>You swear you can see them shuddering and moving slightly
>What the hell were these things

"Look, we should probably get these things scraped off and figure out where they came from. They didn't just appear out of nowhe-"

>You're interrupted, quite summarily, by the sound of more impacts to the ship
>This time more of those globules hit the deck of the ship, landing with a sticky, wet thud upon the deck
>One of them has landed on one of the mares of the crew
>She's dazed, but otherwise seems okay
>She shakes off the initial impact and groans

>"Eugh... What iz this stuff? Hey, somepony help pull me out of here okay? I'm stuck."

>She grunts softly as she tries to pull herself out, to no avail
>Two other mares trot over and take her hooves, starting to tug at the mare to pull her out
>It doesn't seem to be working
>In fact you see the mare sink in deeper

>"W-What the... AHH-"

>She disappears quite violently into the orb, torn away from the ponies helping her
>Her shriek is cut off from the outside world as she's pulled into the sticky green globe
>Nothing happens for a moment as everyone looks on in shock
>The thing begins to shake and shudder quite violently, and sounds of a struggle can be heard from within
>Sunset is starting to trot down the stairs to the deck

>"Do not just stand zere! Cut her out of zat zing!"

>As the crew sets to work with their various blades, Sunset is trotting over
>Or she is, until more of those things hit the ship
>Her eyes widen and she flies back up to the helm
>She flings the lever up to the fastest setting, intent on getting Le Rossignol out of there as fast as possible
>But the propellers don't start
>That same green goo is clogging them
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>>28128372
>You grab several texts for the journey. Some lighter fare mixed with some deeper reading when you get truly desperate.
>T'pala wasn't a bad person, but she was a Vulcan.
>Boring AF.
>While a shuttle could make it to the system at Warp 5, it still took a few hours.
>Space is big bro.
>Standard issue hand phaser, because away team.
>Spare clothing, your belaklavion, and finally some of them old style "cartoons".
>Crude and simple methods of entertainment from ancient Earth. Apparently many were broadcast via cable to the homes of many of the worlds' citizens.
>Some even inspired cult-like following and huge communities.
>Impressive fore sure, though the holo-novels of today were second to none.
>With all of the essentials eventually packed into your duffel bag, you head over to the shuttlebay.
>Of fucking course T'pala made it here first.
>She's always running diagnostics on the vessels you use for away missions.
>If she weren't Vulcan, you could swear she was afraid of something.
"You know, I heard the port stabilizer is a bit finnicky."
>"Your joke is not very amusing, Mr. Anonymous. The stabilizer is operating at peak efficiency."
"You damned Vulcans always know how to take the fun out of the room."
>T'pala doesn't react to your barbs.
>Fuck it, doesn't really matter.
>You board the shuttle and prepare the diagnostic system.
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>Double checking everything, the ship has a clean bill of health.
>T'pala boards soon after you finish.
"Ready to begin?"
>T'pala nods ad begins the start-up sequence.
"Ensign Poster to Hangar Operations, we're reading green across the board and are prepared to depart."
>"Roger that, Ensign. Hangar doors are opening, proceed along projected course. FLy safely."
"Very well. We will be back here in two days. Don't destroy the ship on me."
>"We'll keep her afloat for you."
>With that, the comms cut and you guide the shuttle out of the hangar.
>The Chaffee-class shuttlepod was a work of art and technology, although apparently the recently produced Delta-Flyer types were proving to be more effective for away missions. You're quite interested in flying one someday.
>The engines engage and you feel the slight pull of warp speed as the inertial compensators adjust to the increase in speed. A few hours away from the Centaur-class light cruiser you had just departed was a whole new system of adventure.
>Who knows? You just might find something interesting.
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>>28128390
Crossing fingers that not everyone is going home from this.
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>>28128444
>As the system draws near, your scans show a high level of natural energy emitting from the area.
>Surprisingly, it's not from the star itself, but rather the singular planet in orbit around the Star.
>You plot a course towards the planet and begin the survey.
>While not close enough for a geological survey, you take multispectral scan of the planet.
>High levels of EM energy are being spewed into orbit from the planet's poles.
>This is unusual, but the planet appears to be green and lush, with a vast ocean surrounding the continents.
>A small sea runs through two of them.
>A large peninsula also just out from the side of the western continent.
>These continents cover most of the northern hemisphere, with deserts, forests and mountains each taking up a prominent place in the scenery.
"Damn. That's a gorgeous planet. You think we'll ever get a chance to live on it?"
>"That is doubtful. If we discover a primitive intelligent species, we must avoid contact unless possible."
"Yeah, yeah, the whole Prime Directive thing."
>"Do not worry. I am sure that you will have a chance to visit on this trip."
"Thanks T'pala. Can you tell if there are any signs of civilization down there?"
>"Actually, I'm detecting-"
>Suddenly the ships alarms go off, followed shortly by a jolt to the right.
>Orbital debris, rocks mostly, are pelting at your shields.
>Not just randomly, either. They appear to be targeting you!
"Evasive action, get us out of here!"
>BOOM!
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>>28128477
>"Warp engines offline. Engaging full impulse to the edge of the system."
>Another shake as you accidentally rocket yourselves into more of them.
>You man the phasers and attempt to shoot as many as you can target, but it seems impossible.
>They just keep coming from nowhere!
"T'pala, put us down on the planet, we need something to hide us from these things!"
>"Are you sure that is wise? They could be defending the planet for all we know."
"Right now, I just want to get to safety. Our best bet is down there. SET A COURSE!"
>You yell that last part. They train you to hold in your emotions to focus on the situation, but for the first time in your life you feel truly threatened.
>"Very well, adjusting heading."
"Shields at 30% and dropping!"
>"We are entering the atmosphere."
"Thank God. The missiles aren't chasing us. Looks like we're in the cle-"
>A massive blast of laser hits your ship.
>The energy from the blast sends a surge through the EPS conduits.
>T'pala's control console explodes, knocking her out.
>The ship is now hurtling as another blast knocks out your stabilizers.
>You deploy the atmospheric brakes to slow your descent.
>Then your readjust course for crash landing.
>With T'pala out, you must pilot the craft to a secluded location.
>There is a small town within a few clicks of a dense forest. You could land there and get supplies if you need them.
>There aren't any logging operations here, so this forest must be dangerous to them.
>Which could also be a threat to you.
>Doesn't matter, you need to get this craft down.
>You slow down the barely functioning engines and brace for impact.
>The impact is hard. Repulsors were taken out in one of the hits.
>You feel your head smack across the console.
>Then everything goes black.
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>>28128501
That's it for tonight. 'Tis but a prologue to the actual green prompt. Character limit sucks. I guess I need to work on that.
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>>28128509
what "era" are we taking about, original (kirk), tng, ds9?
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>>28128390
>"Merde... No, not again. Zis iz not my legacy."

>Sunset quickly flies over, hovering at the propellers and beginning to tear viciously at the gunk
>Even as the rest of the crew tries feverishly to cut open the orb that one mare had disappeared into
>All at once the orbs begin to shake and shudder violently
>You of course, don't have a weapon
>Great
>You're still at the ready for anything that happens, whatever it may be
>All at once they explode like pimples from hell, spraying a shower of sticky goo everywhere
>Mares are coated in it, but are otherwise unharmed
>But you get the feeling that wasn't the reason they were made
>In fact you know it's not
>You see shiny black carapaces emerge, and thin, bug-like wings unfurl, buzzing like angry hornets
>There are two changelings in nearly every single one of those pods
>Some only contaiend a single, massive changeling vanguard
>You estimate that at least eleven had hit the ship
>There are at least 15 changelings now effortlessly aboard Le Rossignol
>The mare that had disappeared into one was okay for the most part
>For the most part
>She did have two changelings holding her hostage though
>Not that she wasn't trying to put up a fight

>"Thisssss one is fiesty."
>"We should grab a different one, there are plenty to choose."

>More changelings step out of the globules, grinning and brandishing what look to be crude weapons
>They definitely weren't masterworks

>"Perhapssss we should take the whole ship. Then we could have them all."

>This isn't good
>As the changelings begin to step out of their pods, you think quickly and, reacting on instinct rush the nearest one and deliver a no-doubt kickass looking dropkick to one of the Vanguards
>They didn't have wings, being so large
>It sends him reeling and tumbling over the edge of the ship
>Welp, you've done it now Anon, officially killed a sentient being in this world
>The rest of the boarding party looks over at you, almost confused

>"Take the ssship by force!"
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>>28128501
I like you, TrekAnon
I was debating between the story going on now, or an XCOM related one because I didn't know of this general take favorably to the latter

I love me some campy sci-fi
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>>28128527
>Changelings
Awww, I was hoping for gluttonous, all consuming slime monsters.
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>>28128527
>Your one badass moment seems to have inspired the rest of the crew out of their shocked state at least
>Sounds of clashing metal can be heard, as well as magical blasts
>You're doing your best not to get your head taken off by any stray shots
>Sunset crashes into you, knocking you off your feet and sending you sprawling to the deck as you groan

>"T-There you are! Come quick, you've got to help me with the ship so we can get outta here!"

>You nod and stand shakily, before realizing that something was off
>Sunset didn't have an accent
>There were no "zere"s or "wiz"es or "ze"s anywhere in that sentence
>You grab Not Sunset and slam her against the railing of the ship
>Even though it's not her, it still hurts a bit
>Not Sunset growls, the facade disappearing in a flash of green fire and revealing of course, a changeling who hisses at you as you hold her by the horn

>"You clever bassstard."

>You flip her the bird and fling her at one of her comrades, sending them tumbling to the deck as you clamber up the stairs to the helm
>Sunset is busy fighting off a group of about 3 changelings
>For the most part she's holding her own
>You watch as she headbutts one and grabs him, before flying into the air and performing a sick backdrop
>You swear you can hear something crack
>It's a changeling's neck
>One closes in as she's recovering, and that's where you rush in with another flying drop kick
>You never realized how good it felt to perform one

>"Zere you are, Anon!"

>Sunset grabs two cutlasses and throws one to you, picking up a second one for herself

>"I will not let zese BUGS take our ship!"

>She takes to the air and flies down to the deck where she orders all the Pegasi to focus on un-gunking the propellers
>Twilight, as usual, is easily fending off any changelings that target her
>The crew seems to be gaining the upper hand (hoof?) in the conflict, and green blood has already been spilled on the deck
>These mares were hardcore
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>>28128546
That comes in the XCOM story
[spoilers]Fucking silacoids I swear[/spoiler]
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>>28128501
every time i think of star trek i think of data and being in this thread made me think about what would it be like to have a data like android in equestria, having "limited" understanding of human behavior and emotion but still trying to become one as much as possible, wouldnt even have to be star trek related, only a robot in equestria trying to explain his own existence and that of his makers to ponies, could be interesting, no?
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>>28128618
>There's one Unicorn shoving her horn straight into the soft underbelly of a changeling and melting them from the inside, leaving only a husk remaining
>There's Earth ponies going toe to toe with the Vanguards, tossing them off the ship
>They really don't lie about their strength, do they
>It was as if the whole crew had something to prove, like they wanted to show that they really could handle a threat
>And everywhere else there were blades striking home, cutting deep into shiny black carapace
>Oddly, the changelings seemed to not be fighting back violently
>One very large, scarred changeling sounds a shrill alarm and the rest drop what they're doing
>They got what they came for
>He and a few others already have some drugged up, gooped up members of the crew captured
>Fucking changeling venom
>The rest of the boarding party quickly breaks off from combat and grabs whoever they can, subduing them with bites applied directly to the neck
>Soon there are no more bugs on the ship, and they all begin to take off into the dust clouds
>Sunset removes one of her new cutlasses from the exoskeleton of a changeling and grits her teeth

>"No! We cannot let zem escape!"
>She holsters her newly acquired weapons in some straps at her hips and flies back to the helm, where the Pegasi have thankfully ungunked the ship's propellers
>Sunset flings the lever up and takes off as fast as the ship can go, following after the escaping bugs
>You can't blame her for going after them
>She cared enough about her crew not to let them have... Whatever the changelings had planned happen to them
>As Le Rossignol breaches through the dust, you see just where they came from
>There's a steadily hovering airship covered in goo and changeling hive
>The ship didn't belong to them, that was for certain
>They must've taken it and converted it

>"Capitaine! Your orders?"

>"Brace for impact."

>You don't know what Sunset did, but she was about to put the ram on the front of the ship to good use
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>>28128710
>You hold on tightly to the railing of the ship as Le Rossignol slams the ram into the side of the changeling hive ship
>You hear wood and chitin splintering and cracking as their ship is effectively broken in two
>Le Rossignol has already slowed

>"Pegasi, rescue our crewmembers! Unicorns, shield ze Pegasi! Princesse Twilight, make sure ze changeling ship does not fall out of ze sky until all our crew iz on board! Earz Ponies, help Anon and I defend our ship from any boarders!"

>You can see Twilight visibly straining as she levitates the entire weight of the changeling ship, keeping it from falling out of the sky
>All the Pegasi, now shielded magically by their crewmates, dive like bullets towards the ship
>It was like kicking an anthill
>Numerous changelings poured out of the now broken ship, some beginning to scale the side of Le Rossignol

>"Fire port and starboard broadsides!!"

>The crew remaining below deck fire the cannons, taking out any changelings unlucky enough to be climbing over them at the time
>The rest of the Earth Ponies on deck do their best to keep the changelings from making it onto the deck, hacking away at them as they climbed and flew up the sides of the ship
>It felt longer than it was, but soon the Pegasi returned with all captured crewmembers in tow, signalling for Sunset that they were good to go

>"Twilight, release ze ship!"

>At those words, the magical violet aura around the hive ship fades and it begins to plummet to the ground as Sunset starts up Le Rossignol again
>Any remaining changelings were ripped away from the ship or thrown off as it set in motion again
>The crew crowded to the rear of the ship and watched the hive ship land and splinter along the ground in a mess of goop and chitin
>As it did, they let out a raucous cheer, hugging and pumping hooves into the air
>Sunset nearly slumps over at the wheel
>That entire situation had taken quite a bit out of her
>But she was smiling
>Smiling brightly
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That's it for tonight, friends
The crew of Le Rossignol doesn't seem to mind the COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF DEATH they've caused, but hey, changelings aren't ponies, right?
They'll have all the time in the world to PTSD later, right now it's time for RUM AND CELEBRATION, YARR

Maybe this'll earn Sunset some points with Twilight
Maybe it'll just make her even more angry.
WHO KNOWS
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>>28128785
Squash all the bugs.
>>
Opinions on me writing some completely unrelated smut involving Sunset when I have the time?
If yes, ideas?
If no, PLEASE STOP WHIPPING ME I'LL GET BACK TO WRITING SOON, MASTER
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>>28128861
take your time, quality over quantity
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>>28127518
>You ARE a big, important princess and all.
I almost baneposted, but then I decided it was too much of a stretch.
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>8
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>>28128785
why
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>>28128861
You mean like, a one shot not connected to your story's canon?

I'd say go for it if you can find the time.
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>>28128785
Doing your part son.
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>>28127886
>How could you say such a zing about your pretty Pegasus lover?"
>tfw no pretty pegasus lover
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>>28128618
>a changeling who hisses at you as you hold her by the horn
>her
HAPPENING
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>>28128710
>>There's one Unicorn shoving her horn straight into the soft underbelly of a changeling and melting them from the inside, leaving only a husk remaining
Yeah, that little mare is going to have nightmares for a while.
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>>28128785
I don't mind changeling pirates, but please don't do the cliche "Chrysalis knows whenever a changeling dies" and have her come after the crew for revenge.
Besides that, great update and I can't wait to see what else resides in the badlands. Perhaps some sand skates?
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>>28128785
Does this type of music fit your setting?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLokoA915fg
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>>28130107
>Perhaps some sand skates?
Only if you buy plat. :^)
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>>28130828
ded
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>>28100534
LP will surely deliver
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>>28130118
Never heard 'em before, but for the most part, it fits
I had this playing the whole time that the ship was initially pelted with pods, before any changies popped out, it set the mood pretty well
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IMkEc6-0nlU
Then again I'm a fag that unironically likes vidya music

>>28130107
I didn't know that was actually a thing, or whatever. Regardless, I try and have as few canon characters in my stories as possible
Besides, changelings are numerous, and I doubt Chrsyalis cares about every single one
That and I'm sure there's more than just her as Queen, there's probably dozens of hives out there

>>28130039
Whatever are you talking about
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>>28128509
I would like to read more.

>>28128517
I would have assumed TNG.
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>>28131687
>Whatever are you talking about
CONFIRMED
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>>28131687
He says as he has the mane six, Anon and changelings in his story. Plus sand skates are not canon and probably never will be, since they are horrific creatures from that hell called Mars.
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>>28132552
I meant Chrysalis
Also the only one that has had a large role so far is Twi and Anon
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LIVEEE
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>>28133548
rip
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LP will post any day now.
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>>28130118
>>28131687
BAM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZrh6eooyrg
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>>28133925
This would fit his story really damn well right about now if they were actually pirating. Lyrics fit everything else pretty well.
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>>28133951
>>28133951
Well, no, they aren't pirating yet
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>>28134020
Wouldn't the pretty little french mare's mama be upset if she turned pirate?
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>>28134031
It's partially her fault
Giving her illegal armaments and all
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>>28134049
I don't think that excuse would hold up against a furious mother.
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>>28134065
Then they must keep it a secret at all costs
Lest they get into a kickass air and sea battle between mother and daughter
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>>28133925
>>28133951
Does /this/ fit the setting anyhow?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fz2BjXQdIyE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVnxbwFsBhw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Cnc5UkHR3I

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P6oxqVGMYRU - trigger warning: excessively comfy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UstzBj7QX-Q

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECNv5V7LbDw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGg3mR5_92k

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owc4_eVVJmg
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I WILL KEEP IT BREATHING
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>>28133901
Working on it. Posting tomorrow. Moondancer best pony.
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>>28135304
If only her mane had a better style
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>>28128517
Somewhat after Voyager's return. Hence the mention of the Delta Flyer. The Chaffee was the Defiant's shuttle craft. Some where in the 2380's, though I do like some of the ship designs from Star Trek Online.
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>>28135477
I didn't fucking named after myself. Screw posting in different devices.
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Bump limit approaches; FIFTY POSTS REMAINING.
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>>28128776
>The celebrations had to come to an end sometime
>And when they did, Sunset had to put the crew to work scraping off the leftover goo from the ship
>No one liked scraping changeling goo off the ship
>No one liked tossing dead bugs overboard either
>When the adrenaline wore off, it wasn't too glamorous
>These were living, thinking beings, maybe they were a part of some hive mind but you didn't really know their capacity for individual thought
>Did they have goals?
>Hopes?
>Dreams?
>Oh god dammit you stepped in this FUCKING GOO SHIT AGAIN
>You have no sympathy for a race that uses this shit as their primary construction material
>Over the side they go
>It helped thinking about them as just mindless bugs
>You can see the other mares on the crew going about it somewhat reservedly
>This was the first major conflict they had with something else that couldn't just be considered "non-sentient"
>Soon the ship had been cleansed of all bug-related filth, and Sunset inspected her ship, nodding contentedly

>"Yez yez, very good. You mares certainly know how to clean, and fight as well. I could not ask for a better crew~"

>She's taken a liking to her two cutlasses that she pried off a changeling
>She was starting to look like a proper captain now
>She was still cute though
>You don't think there was a way for her to not be cute
>She hover up and gives you a snuggle, which you return wholeheartedly
>You also don't mind being armed with something, but the blade you've got is more akin to a shortsword, being designed for beings smaller than you
>Better than nothing and dropkicks, you suppose

>"Where are we going now, Capitaine?"

>"Where? We are still exploring ze Badlands, silly mare. Just imagine who would pay us for zese discoveries when we return. You zere, make sure to record anyzing of note zat we encounter."

>She nods, going back to what she was doing

>"Zat means noting down our encounter wiz ze changeling hive ship."

>"O-Oh! Oui capitaine!"
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>>28135694
YOO
HOO
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>>28135694
>The mare scurries off to find some writing utensils and Twilight approaches you

>"So Anon, your thought on what just happened?"

"I think it went well, all things considered. Sunset did a pretty good job keeping everyone safe, even went out of her way to save her crew."

>Twilight nods softly as you speak
>You lean down and raise an eyebrow smugly

>"What's that look for?"

"You know exactly what it's for."

>"So she can handle a few changelings. I still don't know how she can just wantonly command literal murder."

>There's just no winning with her

"I think it was more self-defense, but you still have to give her credit, she did a lot better than last time. At least she's learning, right?"

>"I... Suppose."

"You can't just be dismissive of her forever, Twilight. Didn't you say you were gonna give her a chance anyways."

>She scrunches up her muzzle
>She knows you're right

"At least congratulate her or something. She really is trying. When you yelled at her that first time it really got to her. She's doing her best, Twi."

>Twilight nods softly and trots over to Sunset, getting her attention for a moment

>"Hey, Sunset."

>"Oh? What iz it Princesse?"

>"I ah, just wanted to say... Well, good job, for what it's worth. You didn't have to go through what you did to get back your crew."

>Sunset smiles softly as Twilight continues

>"I think that your crew should be glad to have a captain that cares about them like that."

>Sunset squeals softly and wraps her hooves around Twilight

>"Oh, zank you Princesse Twilight!"

>Twi laughs nervously

>"Don't mention it. And uh, you can just call me Twilight if you want, I don't really like being called Princess that much."

>"Oh, of course Pr- Er, Twilight. You weren't hurt at all during zat debacle, were you? I can't imagine ze strain zat holding up an entire ship must be."

>Twilight waves her hoof dismissively

>"Oh no no, I'm fine, it's just something you get used to when you've got magic like mine."
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>>28128501
>Be Luna.
>You awake from your daytime slumber.
>There is something...off.
>It feels like a presence is in your domain.
>But how could this be? Surely nopony could dwell in the cosmos.
>Perhaps this is worth investigating.
>Your eyes flash a deep blue as you project your consciousness to the moon.
>Ah, good times up here.
>And many, many lonely ones...
>Off in the distance, you see a small glint, like the sun reflecting off of something.
>You focus on that point.
>A metal...pod? is floating around Equestria.
>A silent rage builds up inside of you.
>How dare something come to invade your territory!
>Summoning all of your strength, you begin to feel the materials of the Celestial bodies.
>You must destroy this leech.
>You focus on the orbits of debris circling the planet below.
>And whip them at the pod.
>You can see a couple of pings of light just off of the surface of the ship.
>By the Gods, this thing has magical shielding.
>You smirk. You haven't had a challenge like this in ages.
>You continue to pelt the capsule, increasing the frequency and damage when larger rocks show up.
>The pod begins firing beams of orange light with astounding accuracy.
>But not enough speed.
>The shields fizzle as bits of material are let through, denting and exploding against its shell.
>Something begins glowing in the back. Can't have that.
>You focus the rocks, causing a small explosion in the rear.
>It was trying to escape somehow!
>Short red streaks appear as the metal pod moves through space.
>A few rocks knock those out as well.
>With small bursts of some gaseous substance, the pod moves towards the world below.
>No, you will not let it hurt your people.
>But the exertion of such magic leaves you weak.
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>>28135956
>Be Celestia.
>Quietly observing the daily hustle and bustle of paperwork.
>Luna runs through the door and past the guards.
>Panting and out of breath, she slowly looks up at you.
>"My sister! There is an intruder from the cosmos threatening to land on our soil. My power is limited, but I was able to disable it. Please, help me end it."
>You stair into her eyes.
>Fear is all you see.
>Not much disturbs your sister.
>Half of her job is tending to nightmares.
>This must be a grave threat.
"Very well. I will attempt to stop it once and for all."
>The two of you trot to the nearest balcony.
>It is a good thing that Canterlot is so high up. You can see everything.
>You breath deeply, letting the sun's warmth fill you with energy.
>Your mind is now hyper-focused, eyes locked onto the burning object in the sky.
>You breath and release, channeling as much energy through your horn as possible.
>A massive laser pierces the sky.
>YOUR massive laser.
>You've never channeled so much energy.
>A last minute adjustment saves the pod from certain death.
>Whatever creature resides inside must be quite a formidable foe.
>You fire again.
>A direct hit this time, causing a small series of explosions along the side.
>Some smaller fins pop out of the craft, slowing its descent.
>But not enough. You see it crash down in the Everfree forest.
>Relaxing as you see a massive cloud of black smoke rise in the distance, you turn to head inside.
>"My sister, you performed so well!"
"Thank you, Luna. Head back to bed, you will need to save your strength for tonight."
>"And what about you, Celestia?"
"I will retire soon, but first I must send a letter to Twilight."
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>Be Anon.
>Your eyes slowly flutter open.
>A massive headache is pounding away at your skull.
>Fuck, that landing was bad.
>You slowly sit up and look around.
>T'pala is slumped over her console.
>You reach to check on her, but you see that it is pointless.
>A metal beam has pierced her back.
>And gone through her.
>Vulcan or not, she's lost too much blood to be alive.
>A pool of green lies below her, several drops falling regularly.
>Shit.
>You notice a large red stain on you hand.
>Your head suffered a nasty gash.
>Superficial, but you almost certainly had a concussion at best.
>The consoles around you are flickering as the last of the reserve power supplies run dry.
>Warp core is offline, gonna need some dilithium and equipment to get that working again.
>Computer core is down, no way you're gonna be able to determine your location that way.
>The first aid kit is still good though.
>You lift it off the floor and apply some basic first aid.
>Some hydrocortilene and a dermal regenerator fix your head up real good.
>You stand, grasping at your tricorder.
>You open it up and scan the surface of the planet.
>Class M, 25% oxygen atmosphere, 72% Nitrogen, 2% Methane, and trace gases.
>Interesting. This world would appear to be in a late agricultural stage of development, as little carbon dioxide exists.
>First things first: Honor the dead.
>You grab a collapsible shovel and start digging.
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THE GREEN IS OVERLAPPING

THE STREAMS ARE CROSSING
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>>28135836
>You stand off to the side, arms crossed as the two mares have their conversation
>For the most part, they seem to be getting along
>That's good
>They both return to their own activities when done, and Sunset beckons you over as she trots up to the helm

"You wanted me?"

>"Please, I already have you~"

>Cute

>"Regardless, my first mate should be wiz me at all times! Especially as we set off deeper into ze Badlands."

>You wonder if she understands the dual meaning that "first mate" has when she's talking about you
>You doubt it

"You hoping to find anything?"

>"Nyoh, not particularly. But if we do, zen we deal wiz it, like always."

"Let's hope it's something we CAN handle."

>"I am ze great Captain Sunset Airlines, of course we can handle whatever ze world of Equestria zrows at us!"

>You refrain from bringing up the dragon incident again
>You call down to Twilight, asking what else could possibly be out here
>She explains what she told Sunset, that any wildlife out here would have to be small, as finding anything of nutritional value for growth was a task in itself
>She also addends the fact that of course that's only conjecture, and the no one has actually returned with any concrete evidence of what lives out here
>No one has actually returned
>No concrete evidence of what lives out here
>Great
>Awesome
>Fantastic
>Hopefully it'd be nothing
>The fear of the unknown was a strong, unshakable fear
>But that didn't seem to apply to Sunset
>She seemed to simply want to explore this wide world and all it had to offer
>Which was fine with you, as you enjoyed her company, and you couldn't exactly let her do this alone
>Giddy up, if there's nowhere else to go
>The propellers spin to life and the sounds of air being sliced fill your ears as Le Rossignol builds up speed, slicing through the dust clouds of the Badlands effortlessly
>Whatever was out here, Sunset was intent on finding it
>You just hoped it didn't mind being found
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>>28136011
That's it for tonight. I was thinking a chice should be made here. Should Anon have a peaceful or confrontational first contact?

On one hand, pone friends. On the other hand, pones actually do something. What do?

Also, pastebin for prologue: http://pastebin.com/1h4nj7Xe

>>28136022
Hopefully this doesn't cause a tear in te space/time continuum...
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>>28136071
>So far after that changeling event, the voyage has been uneventful
>The crew mills about the ship, chatting with each other about various things
>You stay at Sunset's side, occasionally giving you insight on things she asked about
>But for the most part, the scenery hasn't changed
>She lowers the ship a bit, trying to see if anyone on board is able to spot anything
>Unfortunately that doesn't seem to be the case
>Just more sand
>Sand and rocks
>Rocky sand

>"Ruins!"

>Ruins
>Wait, ruins?
>One of the lookouts posted is pointing down at what appear to be carved stone ruins jutting out of the side of the massive cliff
>You move to check, but it's no use as a sandstorm begins to kick up
>Goggles on
>Everyone else on board does the same
>But aside from saving you from eye irritation, it doesn't improve visibility by any considerable margin
>It was like you had your head shoved into the beach sand, but you could still breathe
>Twilight especially seems to be perplexed
>She trots up to the helm to bring up a few things that she felt the need to point out

">Sunset, Anon. I don't know if you noticed, but the weather patterns in the area don't seem to be indicative of sandstorms in this area. In fact, the wind was fine just a moment ago. And it still is, otherwise, Sunset would be having trouble keeping the ship steady."

>"Zat iz a lie, but yez, I do not feel any wind resistance."

"So what you're saying is...?"

>"There's magic at work here. I didn't even need to point that out, I can detect that sort of thing. This sandstorm is part of a powerful enchantment, almost like some sort of cloak."

"Why? There's nothing out here. Who would enchant an entire area of desert just to hide more desert?"

>"Perhaps it has somezing to do wiz zose ruins zat we can't locate now."

>"I think Sunset might be right. Somepony went through an awful lot of trouble to hide something."
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>>28136091
Curious & peaceful but careful.
Also, I want him to get to the bottom of who and why the hell shoot a fucking lazer beam at his ship for no reason.
You dont just lazerbeam unknown space vessel, thats asking for trouble!
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>>28136011
So when does Anon start killing everything?
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>>28136243
"Well, can't you dispel it or something?

>Twilight shakes her head

>"That's the odd thing, I can't. I've studied all plethora of ancient magics, but this one I just can't nail down. It doesn't have the same flow as any I've encountered."

"Flow?"

>Twilight goes on to explain that all magic has a different kind of "flow" unique to a race and species
>Different eras also had different flow as well, it was what made studying them much easier

>"The weird thing is that this doesn't match anything I know of. I'm... Actually a bit excited myself."

>You didn't want the lecture on magic, but whatever
>What was important was that it couldn't be dispelled

"So we're essentially flying blind into who knows what?"

>"Oui, but I zink zat maybe we could get lucky and perhaps zere iz an upper limit on where zis magic encompasses? Perhaps zey didn't zink zat anypony would bring along an airship~"

>Le Rossignol begins to ascend slowly, but surely
>You actually think you can feel the sandstorm beginning to thin out somewhat as you go higher
>Higher and higher you go until finally you breach above the magical sandstorm and into fresh air
>The air's slightly thinner up here, but you aren't being sandblasted anymore
>But that's the last thing on your mind right now
>Everyone, including you are busy focusing on the massive monument in the distance
>To say it's a monument would actually be misnaming it
>It was a massive stone colossus
>A massive facsimile of a pony that sits there like a silent watcher over the sands
>Twilight is dumbfounded

>"How has nopony found this?! It's... It's huge! Sunset, can you bring us in closer?"

>"Sure zing, Twilight!"

>Sunset alters the course of the ship and soon enough you're heading straight for the massive pony colossus
>Just how old WAS this thing?
>In fact, who the fuck made it
>Was it made at all?
>Was it some naturally occurring thing that no one had ever found because of this magic?
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>>28136431
Is this where they unleash the 10000 year old ancient evil?
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>>28136485
Not what I had planned, but I'll keep it in mind
Eldritch greentext when and where?
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>>28136509
Ah, so ancient super virus then?
Or some old lady who moved way the fuck out to the middle of the desert and put a powerful enchantment around her place so she doesn't have to deal with neighbors, but they still find her anyways and she's pissed they parked their airship on her azalea bushes?
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>>28136509
>>28136485

Time for the important question: If that'san Eldritch horror, who would you rather see groped by tentacles, Twilight or Sunset?
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>>28136533
>why_not_both.gif
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>>28136542

>Anon rescues Twilight first
>"Anon, why did you not rescue moi first?"
"One, because Twilight lacks your stamina."
"And two, because I wanted to watch."
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>>28136431
>"Hm... It appears to be made out of sandstone. And I'm detecting very minute traces of magical energy within. Whoever built this was a master crafstopony."

"So it was built then?"

>"Yes, at least I think so. I can't really tell. It has no markings to indicate construction whatsoever."

"Sooooo you don't know anything then."

>"Unfortunately not. I'm unsure which civilization would even have the resources to build this, and it doesn't look like any of the surrounding mesas have been mined out at any point in history. It's as baffling as it is intriguing."

>Sunset had pulled the airship up alongside the stone colossus, and the three of you had stepped off onto it's shoulders
>It had been sculpted/existed/ended up in a sitting position, eyes closed as a blank expressions adorns its face
>Though calling it an "it" wasn't exactly right
>It had all the same features that a mare did
>It was just colossal
>Maybe it was just a massive effigy to some goddess
>You were currently standing on its snout while Twilight was atop its head
>Sunset was busy hovering about, inspecting all she could

>"It iz quite detailed. Somepony obviously took great pride in zeir work. Who do you zink zis iz supposed to be, anyway?"

>"I'm unsure, it doesn't match any recorded descriptions of deities, ancient or modern. Maybe it isn't supposed to be anypony, maybe it's just a work of art."

"If it's a work of art, why would it be hidden way from civilization in the desert, cloaked by an enchantment spell?"

>"Fair point."

>You take a seat and look at her closed eyes
>there's no signs of weathering or erosion anywhere
>Nothing is marring the surface of the smooth sandstone exterior
>If this really was someone's art project, you wonder just how long it had taken them
>You wipe a bit of sand away and tilt your head
>There was something underneath
>You straddle the snout and wipe away more, until you uncover strange symbols etched into the colossus
>You of course don't understand them
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>>28136656
If only this thread had drawfags
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>>28136656
>"And two, because I wanted to watch."
>wanting to watch your gf get tentacled raped
Spotted the cuck.
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>>28136680
>They understand you though
>As they glow in sequence as you run your hand over them from wiping away the sand
>God
>Damn it
>This is exactly the kind of thing Twilight warned you about
>Don't go touching things
>Not even if you wanna clean off a place to sit

"Don't get mad, but I think I did something."

>"You what?!"
>"You what?!"

>Both mares whirl about and stare at you, yelling out simultaneously

"It was an accident."

>The colossus begins to shake and shudder

"A big accident."

>The two mare fly away, inadvertently leaving you sitting on its snout as it
>Well...
>As it comes to life
>The two massive sandstone eyes open, revealing two massive, glowing, crystalline eyes
>Staring right at you
>Aw hell
>The thing tilts its head curiously, causing you to hold on for dear life
>The thing wrenches its hooves free of the sand, bringing one up and holding it by its snout to let you hop onto it
>Not one to anger the big gal, you do so
>She holds you up, analyzing you carefully
>Then she speaks
>Her voice isn't particularly loud, but it vibrates the air around you regardless

>"Who are you?

>You wonder where Sunset is, and why she hasn't come plucked you away yet to bring you back to the ship

"Anonymous."

>She smiles
>Thaaaaat's not good

>"Like Anonymous. Anonymous is mine now. Will stay with until stars are right."

>That's worse
>She begins to lift you up, opening her mouth
>Within were countless screams
>It looks less like a mouth, and more like a pit of flesh, within which countless ponies writhed and squirmed
>You don't want to think about how long this has been going on
>And then she drops you
>You're plummeting straight towards the gaping maw of screams before Sunset dives in and catches you
>You're brought safely back to the ship, where you turn to look at the massive colossus
>Upon realizing that you didn't fall in, she looks around, and spotting the airship with you on it, her glowing purple eyes turn a horrible, sickly red
>Uh oh
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That's all for tonight's update
Soon we'll continue our adventure with our new, awful, horrible stone companion
Well, less companion, more vile effigy, but you get the point
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>>28137041
And the pastebin's been updated, because this thread is coming to an end soon

You can grab the three latest updates here, as well as the rest of them
http://pastebin.com/u/Yoohoo
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>>28100534
>soon
>3 fucking days later
Silly me for expecting an update in what a normal writefag would call "soon"
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>>28136297
This.
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>>28095086
I miss the Halo threads. Those were fun.
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>>28136919
>>The two mare fly away, inadvertently leaving you sitting on its snout as it
Wow, real nice of them.
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>>28136011
intrested to see how you spin this, with the princeses thinking he's evil or something.

And im a huge startrek fan
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page NEIN
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HGFDS
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>>28137749
I miss when Halo was good.

When Halo was Bungie.
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>>28137809
>"Where iz Anon?"
>"I thought you had him."
>"I zought you grabbed him."
>>
bit of a slow day
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>>28142934
Little bit, but I never update until later at night anyway
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>>28142934
Would probably have more writers and move faster if people actually replied to the stories posted.
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>>28126284
I just read all of what you have today.
I cannot fucking wait for someone to drop a very much-needed nihilism bomb on Anon's ass and show him the true state of his situation. His pursuit to achieve immortality through scientific discoveries is about as trivial as it can get in his current situation.

This reminds me of the movie "Filth", where the protagonist is just such an ungodly piece of shit, but you can't help but want to see him get better.
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>>28136919
>Sunset hovers over your shoulder angrily

>"Anonymous iz MINE! You cannot have him!"

>The stone colossus violently shakes as it wrenches the rest of its body free from the sand, standing on its hooves to its full height, easily towering over Le Rossignol's current altitude
>She lets out a terrifying wail
>It is the wail of thousands, all mashed into a single, horrible sound as it screams out in rage
>Sunset squeaks and speeds over to the helm, flinging Le Rossignol into gear and spinning the ship around
>The colossus mare starts to move towards the ship at a staggering rate
>Her hoofsteps slamming into the sand sending plumes of granules up
>Le Rossignol can't seem to go fast enough to escape the massive monument mare

>"C-Capitaine, it iz gaining on us! What do we do?"

>Sunset turns to look at the rapidly approaching animated statue
>She seems to debate with herself for a bit

>"Twilight, are you sure zat you can't dispel ze magics on zat zing?"

>"It's like nothing I've researched before, I'm not even sure if my spells would have an effect on it!"

>"If we cannot outrun zis zing, zen we have to get rid of it."

>"B-B-But Captaine, could we not hide in ze dust storms?"

>"What if zis zing were to escape from ze Badlands? Imagine what it could do to ze surrounding areas, I shudder to imagine what would happen if zis were to happen upon a town. Twilight, you do not have to assist us again, but I would welcome your help in stopping zat zing."

>Twilight merely nods as Sunset begins to turn the ship, angling the starboard broadsides towards the stone mare

>"Places, everypony. I know not how effective our cannons will be, but we must try."

>The stone colossus comes ever closer, and the crew are beginning to grow ever more nervous with how rapidly it approaches
>Sunset seems to be waiting for the perfect moment
>Waiting until all shots would hit
>She yells out, giving the command to fire, specifically to aim for the eyes
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>>28144176
>Cannonfire rings out
>The shots arc through the air and all find their mark, slamming forcefully into the mare
>You can hear the sounds of crumbling rock and shattering crystal as they hit
>You can also hear the wailing upon wailing as it screams again
>You shudder as the sound scrapes at your mind
>The sandstone mare has reared up in pain covering her face
>When she comes crashing back down, the impact sends cracks up her hooves
>Though you're less worried about that, and more worried about WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH HER FACE HOLY SHIT
>The shots had hit their mark, that was for sure
>They'd also chipped off a considerable portion of her cheek and left eye
>From which extrude horrible, writhing black tentacles, gnashing mouths, and inky black ooze
>There should not be mouths where her eye once was
>There are some mares screaming on board
>You would be too if you weren't busy being fucking horrified by this monstrosity

>"Get ahold of yourselves, ponies! It feels pain like any of us, zis means we can destroy it!"

>You hope that logic holds up as Sunset tells the ponies to load in a special ammunition
>They're hoping to strip away enough of its stony exterior to get in good shots at the... Whatever it was beneath
>Sounded like a sound plan
>They fire again
>There's a strange whistling noise as these shots arc through the air, impacting the stone surface
>There's an immediate difference
>These rounds exploded on contact
>Violently
>The thing reels back again and the black smoke obscures your vision
>Did they actually get it?

>Unfortunately not

>It wasn't going to be that easy
>That volley had peeled away the last of its face
>And oh sweet Celestia you wished that it hadn't
>It was a nightmare
>There was no other word for it
>You could see pony musculature, skeletal structure
>But mixed into it were those same mouths, tentacles, and ooze, all fighting one another to be the most horrible abomination you laid your eyes on
>Kill it
>Kill it NOW
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>>28144307
>It's screeching again
>And it's jaw seems to be becoming unhinged as it does
>It just keeps opening, wider and wider
>God, fuck no
>Before Sunset can tell her crew to rearm and fire, massive tendrils shoot out from its mouth and wrap themselves around the ship
>The propellers groan and sputter as they try and fight against the force being exerted, to no avail
>The slimy, black tendrils grip the ship with staggering force, threatening to crush the ship as much as they were drawing it in close
>Oh fuck
>It was trying to eat the whole ship
>Sunset, realizing that steering the ship was useless at this point, lets go of the wheel and rushes towards the deck

>"C-Capitaine, it iz trying to eat us!"

>The crew (and you) are hacking away at the mouth tentacles to try and buy time
>Twilight is doing her best with a repulsor spell, keeping it from drawing the ship in any further, but you can tell it's straining her
>You turn to Sunset as you chop through another tendril

"What do?"

>Sunset looks around frantically, trying to work through things in her mind
>There wasn't too much time to think, however
>She had to make a decision NOW
>You see her scurry off below deck for some reason
>Well, fuck
>She emerges sometime later, telling everypony to stand back from the tentacles
>She holds a hastily made torch and she speeds around to each tendril and lights it ablaze
>Thankfully, this stuff was flammable as all hell

>"Keep it from spreading to ze ship as best you can!"

>"Oui Capitaine!" her crew replies, ponies busting out the fire blankets, Unicorns isolating any fire spreading to Le Rossignol with their magic and snuffing it out

>Other Unicorns not doing so were busy assisting Twilight with the field to keep the ship away from the nightmare's maw
>You watched as the fire raced back towards the colossus and down its throat
>It quickly retracted its mouth tendrils, but the damage was done
>Its insides were now a raging inferno, mouth alight with flames
>>
>>28144418
>Sunset races back to the helm and gets the ship moving as far away as she can

>"Tar clouds, now!"

>The mares belowdeck do... Something
>You're above deck so you can't tell, but soon enough a few mares drop a few barrels out of the back of the ship which then explode into a thick black cloud of tar that lingers in the air
>The ship is already racing away from it, but you can see Sunset throwing the lever to send the ship in reverse as she spins the wheel hard right
>You didn't think it was possible to drift in an airship of all things
>But she was pulling it off
>The ship spins around, bow now facing the cloud of tar that hangs in the air, the ship starting to go in reverse now as the colossus makes its way closer

>"Load carronades, fore! Explosive shot, short fuse!"

>You look below deck
>Inside it's a hive of activity
>Cute little poners of all colors doing their best to carry out Sunset's orders

>"Explosive shot ready, Capitaine!"

>You can see Sunset tense up at the helm of the ship
>She's probably putting divots in the handles of her wheel with her hooves
>Whatever she was planning, she had to get it right the first time
>No second chances
>The vile colossus wails horribly as it comes closer and closer, and just as it nears the tar cloud, Sunset finally gives the order

>"Fire fore carronades!!"

>There's a small delay as four cannons at the front of the ship fire two shots each of a cannonball that had a fuse going on it
>They fly through the air and enter the tar cloud
>There's no impact, but 8 near simultaneous explosions that light the entire cloud aflame in a bright ball of fire
>You have to shield your eyes from the sheer brightness of it
>When it fades and you look back, you see the sandstone monstrosity clawing at her now burning, melting face
>You're just glad that you can't smell it
>The ship it turning

>"Fire ze port broadsides. Put it down."
>>
YOO

HOO

TIME
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>>28144629
Waiting on some tragedy and despair.
Happy endings can suck a dick.
>>
>>28144717
That comes soon, but not now. Gotta build up that goodwill and happiness you know?
Things are going well, everything is looking up and then
BAM
Tragedy right between the eyes
Can't just have bad shit happening willy nilly, this is a story about love and airships and adventure
>>
>>28144745
>this is a story about love and airships and adventure
And despair right? Can't enjoy the good times without some bad times.
>>
>>28144754
Yes my tragedy-enthusiastic anon, but as you made it apparent to me before, it's important to build the poners up
So that the knockdown is all the more impactful
Hopefully what I have in store is something you'll enjoy, it's actually a pivotal point in the story
>>
>>28144773
Looking forward to wit.
Last story I remember really enjoying with some despair was Savant's FriENDship, but then he got tired of it and went 'napalm falls, everyone dies. The End."
Feels bad man.
Also, bump limit reached.
>>
>>28144783
New thread with a title when?
But yeah, this is the first major arc, which is comprised of about... two-ish sub-arcs
The next Sub-arc starts some darker tones and such
This first part is about introducing Sunset and Anon, letting them grow into their own, becoming closer with one another on their adventures, building up the trust with the crew, Sunset becoming a better pilot and leader

I don't wanna spoil the second major part, but it will definitely satisfy you if you like spiraling descents
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>>28144809
Can't wait.
>>
>>28144754
>>28144783
mero is that you
>>
>>28144629
WAT DA FUG WAS THAT
>>
>>28144932
MAYBE WE'LL FIND OUT WHEN THE NEW THREAD COMES AROUND, BUT UNTIL THEN I DON'T WANNA WRITE ANYMORE GREEN JUST IN CASE
>>
>>28144809
So, does Anon ever become useful at any point?
>>
>>28144955
Yes
>>
>>28144971
I look forward to it.
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>>28144938
Y-you are prewriting somewhere else and just waiting to post in new thread?
R-right?
>>
>>28144991
Second arc brings with it a whole plethora of things, but I don't wanna rush it.
Anon will begin to play a larger role in the story other than being Sunset's monkey-lover when shit actually goes down
>>
>>28145018
I've got two word documents up right now, one with pre-writing for the next /TiM/, one with the XCOM related story I'm workign on, and I'm also posting green in a separate thread
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>>28144884
At first I was gonna ask who were talking about, then I remembered.
I need to catch up on that, fell way the fuck behind.
Best girl coming through.
>>
>>28145022
Badass swordsman? Gunnery? Pilot?

Pile driving Luchador?
>>
>>28145048
SUNSET AIRLINES AND HER AMAZING MONKEY WRESTLER SWORDSMAN, ANONYMOUS, TERROR OF THE SKIES
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>>28145035
Okay. Just sounded like you weren't writing at all till a new thread was made.

>>28145048
>Pile driving Luchador?
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>>28145171
>>28145171


>>28145035
BACK TO WORK SLAVE!
If that's okay with you.
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