Nightly Scilight Thread #119

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I made the new thread, as requested!

Have a goodnight, nestea

And if you didn't get a chance to read it, I've posted the newest episode of FwU in the previous thread
>>28310447

Also there's a lot of good green in the previous thread! Be sure to check it out! Seriously full of content!

Sleep Tight, Twilie

Morjing everyone

>>28309907
I do hope to hear some of the war stories of Discord.
>>28311561
Mjölnir.

>>28311561
What's so good about it?

>>28311919
Twilight

>>28311839
>"Thanks for the lunch money, Donnie Dorko."
"B-but I need that."
>"B-but I need that! Do you hear this loser?"
>"What a little baby. What are you going to do? Cry about it?"
"I don't think you're being very nice."
>"Tell you what. I'll give it back if you beg me for it."
"B-beg you?"
>"Yeah. Go on, get on your knees. Kiss my shoes. Beg me for this money."
"..."
>"Well, dork?"
"You may have invaded my locker and wallet, but theres one thing a Sparkle always keeps. Her pride."
>With her head held high, Twilight walks right past the two bullies and doesn't look back.

>>28311946
That post was cute

>>28311946
I like this Twist.
Was going to attach a picture of Twist but I don't have any on my laptop and I'm too lazy.

>>28310802
I find that image far cuter than any MLG pic has any right to be.

>>28312031
Why Twist?

>>28313665
Buoy Paw Sea.

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>>28313665
Didnt you know? Certain writefig here loves Twist
Its not chronos

>>28314605
Who is it then

>>28314746
Buoy Paw Sea.

>>28314779
Eqgwf is coming back?

>>28314792
Did you not see >>28282828

I wish eqgwf would post here, even if its not a story
I just want to make sure they are ok

>>28315473
Is that the wachowski brothers

>>28315473
The artist actually goes on here.
Kul you're an absolute madman but I love you

>>28315031
You have a team of Writefags feeding her cold pizza and head pats, she's doing great Anon.

>>28315031
Ekwig is dead.

>>28315880
>her
>she

>>28315980
>this is still a thing

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>>28315880
>>28315980
>>28316031
Trust me, she's not getting any headpats from me.

How does /nst/ feel about live writing?

>>28316160
I feel like it makes my stories hard to read because I only make like an update or two a day when I'm actually writing most of the time due to work. If you can pull it off though it's neat?

>>28311946
>Then she posts on /R9K/ on how much she hates stacies.
>The Anons tell her fuck off because fembots don't exist.
It's hard to be scitwi.

>>28316160
its good, especially for one shots

>>28316160
I can't into it, but you do you

>>28316177
Why must the universe punish the good?

>>28316233
because the universe doesnt want to be your friend
the universe wants to eat you alive

>>28316233
The good are good because they are punished. To live without suffering is to live without understanding. To live without understanding is to live without heart. To live without heart is to live without goodness.

>>28309895

>Have you ever done something and then, as you were doing it, fully understand it was a bad idea, but you’re already invested in the action and the nerves have already fired so all you can do is watch as everything goes to Hell?
>Well, that’s what the boat was like.
>Everything had already been said and done. The action would be completed, and all you could do was watch.
>And feel.
>And hear.
>There was an awful, horrible sound, like a giant steel monster’s final roars as it perished by the hero’s sword.
>The floor beneath your feet jostled.
>The wooden planks bent up and out of shape, rolling like the waves thirty feet away.
>It was ripped apart, every plank snapping into hundreds of pieces, as a hole straight down to the engine room opened up.
>Metal struck metal.
>All the parts of the engine went wild, battling each other as the thing erupted into a ball of flames.
>You could see a fireball rising out of the floor, speeding for you, threatening to turn you into a piece of charcoal.
>Before the flames could envelope you, you were swept off your feet.
>Discord had recovered from your shove and latched onto your shirt.
>He pulled you out of the path of the explosion and, with you in his arms, jumped out the window onto the deck.
>Your fall was cushioned by him as he landed on his back.
>Up above, the rest of the glass shattered into millions of shimmering shards following another explosion.
>Torrents of flame shot out of the bridge.
>They sprayed their heat about and coated the ship in fire that spread like a plague, devouring everything in sight.
>You rolled off of Discord and helped him up.
>”Did you see that? That was amazing! Oh my god! Wow, what a show! Twilight, I have to go back! Those were free explosions! No tickets needed!”
“No, we need to get out of here right now,” you shouted and frantically looked for the lifeboats.

>>28316448

>Just then, your other two companions came into view
>Innominate had her arms up, covering her head as she ran over.
>”The life boats are toast,” she cried.
>”The fire got to them before we could.”
“We have to get off this thing!”
>Anonymous made way for the burning tower that once housed the bridge.
>Its white paint was peeling up, revealing the particle board underneath, despite you having specifically paid for plywood.
“Those cheap bastards!”
>After attempting to open it by the knob and realizing that it was both hot and locked, the jolly green giant balled up his fist and punched straight through the wall to the right of the door.
>Tiny ropes of fire spilled out of the hole where his arm couldn’t plug it.
>He repeated the process just above door.
>Next, he heaved and ripped the thing right out of the wall, fully intact and only mostly on fire.
>Anonymous dragged it over to the railing and threw it overboard.
>”Get on,” he said.
>Innominate rushed to him and jumped over the railing.
>The roaring fire that grew around you completely drowned out the splash of water she made, but from Anonymous’ nod and urging for the next person to come over, you assumed she was safe.
>”You know, I’ve reconsidered sticking around, I think it really would be best to go,” said Discord anxiously as he removed his patchwork jacket, which had suddenly caught fire from a hungry flame dancing too close to it.
>The old man hopped to Anonymous and leapt over the railing.
>Anonymous gave another nod and gestured for you.
>You weren’t exactly eager to stick around on the boat, so you obeyed and made way for him.
>A jet of fire shot out in front of you. The heat forced you back, and you fell over onto a patch of fire.

>>28316456

>Instantly, your sundress caught. You lit up like a match.
>You screamed and tried to pat the fire out as the burning sensation became overpowering.
>When that didn’t work, you prepared to simply tear it right off, but before you could do so, Anonymous took hold of you and hoisted you over his head.
>With a swing of his arms, you were airborne.
>Soaring above the flames of the boat below, you were soon out over the ocean and plunged into the water.
>The cold liquid doused the flames of your dress and soothed your scorched flesh.
>You clawed your way to the surface and emerged, gasping for air.
>The waves were strong though, too strong for you, and they pulled you back underneath.
>No, not like this, you thought.
>Again, you tried to reach the surface.
>The water spilled away from your glasses and air poured into your lungs as you kicked for dear life.
>After battling the ocean for another few seconds, you finally got your bearings and spotted the door floating about twenty feet from the boat.
>You weren’t to far from it.
>You splashed in the water like a child, desperately trying to reach it.
>Innominate extended her arm to you when you came close.
>When you grabbed onto it, your wet hand slipped, and you went back underneath the water.
>It was Discord who latched onto your hair with his long and surprisingly strong fingers.
>Your head began to hurt as the strain on each follicle threatened to pull a strand out.
>Of course you were thankful to have your head above the water though.
>Innominate grabbed at your dress this time and pulled you onto the door with her.
“Thanks guys,” you wheezed.
>Anonymous jumped down next, splashing into the water a foot away from you and sending the door drifting.
>He grabbed onto the edge of it and began to kick his legs, propelling you all away from the floating fireball.

>>28316466

>You craned your neck, trying to find some part of the harbour to get a bearing on your location and steer Anonymous.
>To your dismay, there were no such landmarks.
>You couldn’t see a boat, a dock, or anything.
>Even Canterlot Tower, which was visible from every corner of the city, was gone.
>All there was was some trees in the distance which made your heart sink.
>You had closely studied the geography of the coastlines before you left on the boat for just such an occasion that you got lost.
>For hundreds of miles north or south of Canterlot, there were no trees on the coastline.
“Anonymous, go for the tr--”
>”The pictures!”
>Innominate jumped off the door and into the water, only to be captured by Anonymous and thrown back on.
>”What are you talking about?” he asked.
>She lunged again, pointing at the boat.
>”My trunk! Our wedding pictures! Anon, I can’t leave those behind! I have to go get them!”
“Are you kidding me? Leave the damn pictures. Your life is more important.”
>”You don’t understand, Twilight! They’re special!”
>You grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back.
>She turned to you, and you gave her a firm slap across the cheek.
“Enough! We’re not going back for a few stupid photos! Can’t you see the boat? They’re probably all gone anyway!”
>”No, you don’t understand! You don’t get it! Let me go!”
>”Uh, guys, did our engine run away?
“Nothing can be so important you’d go swim to your death for it!”
>”You’ve never had anyone to love like I have! Those pictures are special! They represent everything worth living for!”
>”GUYS!”
“WHAT?”
>”Anonymous is gone.”

>>28316478

>You whipped your head to the direction of the boat and surely enough, there he was, scaling the southern half of the yacht.
>Fast swimmer, that guy.
“Anonymous! Get back here right now! Leave the fucking pictures! You can take more later!”
>He either couldn’t hear you or he wasn’t listening.
>The green man hopped over the railing of the ship and disappeared into the fire.
“Anonymous! Anonymous, come back!”
>You gritted your teeth as the frantic woman next to you shouted directions as to where her God forsaken trunk was.
>Discord too joined in the fun, although his screams were limited to a repetition of “USA! USA! USA!”
“Anonymous, get your green ass back here! I swear to God, if I have to paddle this thing to that island, I’m going to eviscerate you! I’m giving you to the count of three!”
>He did not reply. The flames crackled on, eating away at the sides of the boat.
“One!”
>There was another sound, fainter than when you first heard it, of metal clashing with metal.
“Two!”
>The hull began to bend out of shape, like some massive orb was growing inside of it.
“Three!”
>Another explosion.
>The entire southern half of the boat was blown to smithereens.
>Flames shot out of the gaping hole for dozens of feet and lit up the water like day time.
>The sheer force of it knocked you back, and heat blistered your face.
>”ANON!”
>You pushed yourself up and cupped your face.
>Through cracks in your fingers, you could see the boat was no more.
>It had been thoroughly ripped apart, and the remains were being consumed by fire.
>There was but one section that survived, but it quickly filled with water and was pulled below the surface of the ocean like you were so many times.
>You stared at the sight in disbelief.

>>28316486

>The boat...Anonymous…
>No, he was fine. He had to be.
>You’d seen him shot before and he walked it off.
>He defeated an entire room of armed, juiced up combatants.
>He was the strongest man you had ever known in both body and will.
>He was a number of impossibilities wrapped up into one impossible man.
>One little explosion couldn’t kill him.
>He would pop up out of the water any second.
>Any second…
“Come on, buddy,” you whispered.
>”ANOOOOON!”
>Innominate clawed for the edge of the door, trying to send herself into the ocean, but Discord had a firm grip on her.
>”You’re stronger than you look,” he grunted.
>Come on, Anonymous.
>You knew he could do it.
>He could.
>Any second.
>One minute passed and there was no sign of him.
>One minute became two, and that became three, and then four, and suddenly five minutes had gone by.
>Anonymous was nowhere to be seen.
>That’s it, you thought.
>He was gone.
>Another friend dead, and once again, Twilight, it was all your fault.
>You hung your head in shame and sorrow and began to cry.
>Innominate had already begun doing that.
>She was laid out flat on the door, bawling her eyes out, as Discord slinked into the water and began to paddle everyone toward shore.

>>28316490

>By the time the door touched down on sand, it was night time.
>The stars illuminated the tiny island you had found yourself on just enough for you to tell that you were in about the same climate zone as Canterlot.
>A small part of you didn’t care.
>That Twilight wanted to just curl up and die.
>She had let everyone down too many times. Maybe if she were dead, things would be better.
>But a larger, more powerful part, wanted revenge.
>John Smith turned Sunset against you.
>John Smith got her to push Rainbow Dash off the roof.
>John Smith turned Canterlot against you.
>John Smith rigged your boat to explode.
>John Smith.
>John Smith.
>John Smith.
>He had to die.
>Heaven and Hell could conspire against you, but you would find your way back to Canterlot and make him pay.
>First things first, you needed to know where you were. The captain should know that.
>Or, so you thought.
“Discord, where are we?”
>”Hell if I know,” he muttered, looking disapprovingly down at his sand caked pants.
>What?
>That’s funny, you thought you just heard he didn’t know where you were.
“Weren’t you steering the boat?”
>”Yes.”
“So you know where we are.”
>”Not at all.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
>”Oh, Twilight, I don’t know how to steer a boat,” he chuckled.
“You were a captain!”
>”Yes, well, I may have fibbed a little. I may have gotten everything I know about boats off a few Youtube videos before I arrived at the harbour. I also may have accidentally steered us to an uncharted island.”
“DISCORD!”
>”Oops.”
“What the hell is wrong with you?!”
>”Erectile dysfunction, mostly. It is a long list though. Should I begin with the A’s or do you want to skip to the C’s? That’s where the fun stuff starts. Have you ever heard of chronal dislocation?”
“God damn it!”
>”That’s what I said when the doctors told me I’d never have sex again.”
“Fuck you!”
>”Don’t tease me.”

>>28316506

>You kicked at the cold sand beneath your feet in frustration.
“Discord, you stupid asshole! You spent all day steering us towards nowhere! You should have said something!”
>”I wanted you to think I was cool,” he pouted.
“I do! Did! I DID think you were cool before you spent six hours aiming us to this shithole of an island!”
>Again, you kicked the sand, but this time saw that you were kicking it onto Innominate.
>She was still weeping. Her eyes were beet red, and her sobs had become quiet after so long.
>You felt your rage leave you at the sight of her.
>Yeah, you had a tough time, but to her, she had just lost everything.
>You scowled at Discord, causing him to jump, and went over to console your friend.
>Squatting down beside her, you gently placed a hand on her bare shoulder.
>She clung onto your legs and buried her face between your feet, using them as supports as she cried.
“Innominate, I…”
>You moved to sit down and grabbed her armpits.
>She followed your pull up to your stomach, where she placed her head down and let her tears fall onto your already sullied dress.
>The bun that always sat on the back of her head had come undone, and her pitch black locks were hanging around her face.
>You ran your fingers through her hair, organizing the strands to clean her up some, but also to calm yourself down.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered to her.

All I got for tonight. Might not be able to update tomorrow, but I'll give it the old college try. Later gators.

>>28316530
Anon isn't dead, r-right?

>>28317055
lel

>>28317055
>Traplight.
Yes!

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>>28317055
>>28317108
>Traplight
This confuses and arouses my boner.

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>neo nestea dont know about traplight

Dark times

>>28317172
I bet they don't remember Dark Magic Twilight and the futa dyke planet either

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>>28317172
>>28317178
...Clearly us newfags need to hit the pastebin more while waiting for writefags to grace us with some new material.

>>28317178
The one with Jesus

>>28317141
look in the archive

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>>28317188
>>28317189
And when you get there, go look for RFO

>>28317189
ORGY PLANET

>>28317202
>Thinking Orgy Planet is the planet where the mass Orgy happened.
>Not some random religion land that became an evil orgy pit or something.

Jeeze guys, way to ruin my dank lore! First Muppet and now Orgy Planet? I'm so salty right now :'^

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>>28317055

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>>28317265
RARE
A
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PUFF
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>>28317265
Giggity

>>28317027
Dont worry bruh Urchin never kills characters

>>28317055
>mfw her dong is actually her arm

>>28318531
Why isnt she real

>>28318781
somewhere in the world there is a girl exactly like her
she is real, but she only loves Chad

>>28318790
Then I will become Chad

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>>28319055
Sure you will.

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>>28319055
thats the spirit

>>28318306
Sunset is alive?

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So is Jimmy Rims the only writefag messing around with the multiverse theory? Would anyone be interested in more multiverse green?

[Spoiler] Also, halfway through Traplight part one. I don't want to feel this feel anymore...[/Spoiler]

>>28319248
Weve been doing multiverse green for a while
See muppet, scilight zone, alt scitei, etc

>>28319248
>Jimmy Rims the only writefag messing around with the multiverse theory?
At this moment, yes.
I love me some space adventures, senpai.

>>28319309
I think he was asking about now.

>>28319248
you'll find out

>>28319125
I think you missed the joke

>>28319248
multiverse dykeshit is best dykeshit.

Scilight is for worship!

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>>28319248
See >>28319309
If you mean currently though then yes, it is the most recent one. There's a good chance some more might arise sometime soon but until then it's the only multiverse pander green running.

If you do though I recommend reading the others so you can make good references. That's where the fun comes from.

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>>28319928
Well that's obvious.

>>28319982
Hrm. Noted. I've started writing something a bit more formal as an exercise to get back into writing, but I might green something after a couple of days of research.

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>>28319991
So I went and updated the MUPPET Wiki page, and in doing so followed a rabbit hole to editing the old MUPPET threesome. If anyone wants to reread the improved version of the lewd, here's the link. http://pastebin.com/PrrE8L7q

>>28319248
I could write something but I think I'll get something wrong and accidentaly start to write something out of canon

>>28321070
Try anyways, it might be fun

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>>28321070
Eh I was just razzing you and Jeff m8. No one actually cares about "Multiversal constants" it's just an old meme. It would be awesome to have more stories, and if you come up with a neato twist on and old concept that's great!

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It's a dyke-eat-dyke world out there

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>>28321428
.
..
...
*Golf claps*

>>28321070
>write something out of canon
We aren't that autistic, it would be good if you read some of the other greens just to have a general idea, that's all. Or don't, I am not the boss of you.

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>>28322225
I want to praise the horse girl goddesses

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>>28322267
I am eagerly awaiting her inevitable ascension in the new movie. I just can't wait.

Too bad there's no decent dykeshit pics involving those two that aren't terribly drawn.

>>28323943
Sugarcoat a lewd

>>28316530

>The two of you sat like that until she eventually went fell into a slumber.
>You wanted to doze off as well.
>God knows you were tired.
>Sleep refused to embrace you. Your mind was too busy.
>Between everything that had happened and everything that needed to happen, of course it would be.
>Nope. You were forced to wait until the sun came up and Innominate awoke.
>She pulled her head off your lap and sat up, keeping her eyes downcast.
“Innominate, how are you holding up?”
>No response. You figured as much.
>Perhaps Discord would be better conversation?
>If you weren’t still furious at him, yes.
“Looks like I’m on my own,” you sighed and looked around the beach.
>You weren’t sure about Innominate, but YOU very much so wanted to live and make it back to Canterlot.
>That meant finding or building shelter first of all.
>If the island were a little more tropical, that would have been easy. All you could see were big sturdy northern trees though.
>With a groan, you disappeared into the woods in hopes of finding a sapling to tear down.
>After ten minutes of searching, which felt more like an hour, you spotted several growing near a creek.
>You acquired two rocks--a flat one and a bulbous one-- and wet them, then began to scrape the edge of the flat rock against the larger one.
>When you had a nice sharp tip, you took it to the saplings and began to to slice away at their bases.
>All said and done, you had eleven miniature trees to work with.
>Now, you were still very early into your fitness routine, so to say you had muscle would be a stretch.
>Because of that, the process of dragging them all back to the beach was long and tiring.
>At least when it was done, Discord had awoken.
>You managed to put aside your anger in favor of survival and gave him very detailed instructions on what to do to make sure he couldn’t screw it up.

>>28324315

>After you had removed all the bark off the saplings, he was to remove the branches.
>With your nice little pile, you began to split the bark apart in half, then into fourths, then eighths, then sixteenths, and soon enough into thousandths. Their little fibrous strands turned into nice rope when strung together.
>Discord, having followed another order you gave him, stuck the remaining bodies of the saplings into the sand all leaning toward each other with one leaning across the top.
>Using the fibrous rope you crafted, you tied them all together and then covered the sides with the branches he had removed.
>The end result was a quaint little tent that could house the three of you if you squished together.
>There was even some rope left over, which you used in conjunction with a large number of twigs to make a fish trap.
“Well, Twilight, you’ve secured survival,” you said triumphantly, looking upon your creations.
>Well, survival for those left.
“Way to ruin your own mood.”
>The necessities were done with and it was only sunset.
>That gave you plenty of time to think about how to get out of this situation.
>You could build a radio.
>No you couldn’t.
>Well, there was always a boat.
>Sailing from an uncharted island and hoping to hit land would be an enormous mistake.
>You could wait to be rescued.
>Leaving your fate in the hands of others had never gone well.
>Every idea you had was shot down.
>It started to make you feel really stupid.

>>28324318

>Your stomach began to growl, as did Discord’s and Innominate’s.
>”Got any grub,” asked the man as he pumped the drill up and down on a small pile of kindling.
“Shut up.”
>”Now now, I think you’re being a little obtuse about this.”
“I hate you.”
>”Twilight.”
>You huffed and turned around in the sand, putting your back to him and the small stone fire ring.
>”Tell you what. I’ll go hunt us some food and when I come back, we can discuss why you’re so mad at me over dinner.”
“Did you learn to hunt from youtube too?”
>”As a matter of fact, I did.”
“God help us all then.”
>”Silly Twilight,” he giggled. “There is no God.”
>He dropped the drill and scampered off into the forest.
“Asshole,” you growled and took to starting the fire yourself.
>You grabbed the horizontal branches of the drill and pressed down, pulling the cord that looped around a vertical twig and spun it violently.
>The kindling sparked and began to burn after about twenty seconds of doing that.
>Those little flames brought your mind back to the boat.
>As the vegetation glowed and shrunk into little black strands, you could only picture Anonymous.
>How did he feel in his last moments?
>Was it painless?
>Could he feel his flesh melt off his body?
>Perhaps he died before the explosion, crushed by a falling piece of firewood.
>As you thought about all that, the kindling burned out.
>You cursed yourself and gathered more into the ring, hoping to get a blaze going soon.
>By the time Discord came back--empty handed, you might add--there was a nice little fire going in the ring.
“What happened to dinner?”
>”To what?”
“Dinner. You know, food. The thing you were going to catch.”
>”Oh yeah! I forgot about that as soon as I left. Jeez, how young do you think I am?”
>You expected nothing and still you were let down.
>Whatever. Time for sleep.

>>28324323

>You went into the tent, which Innominate had been sitting under for the last two hours, and pushed her to the side to make some room for yourself.
>You laid down and decided the next order of business was some flooring since sleeping on the sand was beyond uncomfortable.


>The next day started with screaming.
>You rushed out of the shelter to find Discord thrashing around in the ocean shouting his head off.
>”Twilight! I got the big one! And my parents always said I’d never amount to anything! Look at me now, Dad! Look at me now!”
>Interested as to what he had “caught”, you walked over to the shoreline with a sharp stick in hand.
>Your eyes widened when you saw just what was going on.
>Discord had somehow tied some rope to a large rock and got it stuck in a shark’s mouth.
>He was sitting on its back, pulling on the makeshift reins, and fighting with it to stay put.
>The absolute madman.
>”I’m going to name him Bobby!”
>He held his hand out to you expectantly.
>”Twilight, give me the stick so I can kill Bobby!”
>A shark.
>You…
>He caught a shark. He caught a shark and he named it Bobby.
>Nope.
>You were done.
>You tossed the stick at him and it landed in the water about five feet away.
>”No, that’s not my hand! Twilight, come on, this is getting difficult! Come back here! Hey! Bobby, no! Not the rope! HELP! I’VE MADE A HUGE MISTAKE!”
“What was I going to do? Oh, right. Flooring.”
>A brush floor would be the easiest, but that would be uncomfortable.
>Perhaps if you found some clay by the creek, you could make a hardened mud floor.
>Well, it was worth a shot.
>You made way into the forest again and got looking for that creek.
>It was faster than the first time you ventured into the woods since you weren’t looking for saplings.
>After examining the creek closely, you found a great clay deposit just beyond it.

>>28324333

need a kiln. A kiln would also need clay though.
“Yeah, fuck you too, clay.”
>You were forced to make a small pouch with the bottom of your sundress and gather as much as you could carry back to camp.
>The deposit wouldn’t move, so you would be able to find it again later.

>You arrived back at camp and threw the pile of clay down, disgusted with it already.
>The fire had long since gone out, so you moved the remaining chunks of carbon and began to dig deep into the sand, placing more rocks down to make a wall, and filling the gaps with clay.
>While you did that, Discord ran back and forth in the water, swinging the stick around like an autistic chimp that got its peas mixed with its mashed potatoes.
>”I’m sorry! It was just a joke! We don’t have to use the reins! AHH! Fuck off, Bobby!”
>A small part of you hoped he would get eaten, but you knew he’d come out fine. He had a habit of defying death.
>Eventually, he got in a good hit and pierced the shark’s head right through the eye with the pointy end of the stick.
>He laughed maniacally and went on a long rant that you only half paid attention to about man’s superiority to nature.
>Discord dragged the massive creature as close to shore as he could get it, but he just didn’t have the strength to take it onto the sand.
>He wiped his soaking forehead dry and walked over to you as you waited for the clay to dry up.
>”Thanks for all your help. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
>”You were there in spirit.”
“Whatever floats your boat.”
>”Yeesh. Poor choice of words, Twilight.”
>You grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at him.
>With a yelp, he ran off.
“Royal prick,” you muttered and went back to work.
>While the new kiln was drying, you could get to making the other products.

The first part of the previous post should read
>You could make a bowl out of clay to carry it all. Of course, to make a bowl out of clay, you would need a kiln.

>>28324350

>First came the bowl.
>That was followed by several large plates, just large enough to fit into the kiln. Six of them would be enough to completely cover the floor of the tent.
>Well, the fire ring was clearly in use, so you had to build another one a yard away while Discord cut Bobby into manageable pieces with your sharp stone.

>>28324366

>That night, the fire roared and you gorged yourself on tiger shark.
>It was a mostly satisfying meal.
>It definitely filled your belly, but no full stomach could stop you from seeing the burning yacht in the little flames of the fire ring.
>Innominate could see it too. You were sure of it.
>The way she stared at the flames was chilling in its own way.
>If that look fell upon another man, he should drop dead from it.
>”You know, I was really worried this wouldn’t taste good, but Bobby makes a great steak. Very tender.”
“That’s because you beat it with a stick for an hour.”
>”I have pent up aggression against large scaled creatures.”
>You rolled your eyes.
>When the meals were done, Bobby’s carcass was moved far away from camp in case any animals decided to pay it a visit.
>Everyone went to sleep. Everyone but you.
>You stared at the fire.
>Its tongues whipped at the air furiously.
>It was an angry thing. Fire was full of hate.
>Suddenly, you heard a cracking twig.
>Had an animal come by to feast on Bobby, or was it the wind?
>One crack was followed by another, and then another, and then there was a shuffling sound on the sand.
>You shook your two companions awake.
>”Twilight, it’s three in the morning,” groaned Discord, rubbing his eyes.
“Shut up. We might have a visitor,” you whispered.
>You slowly reached for the pointy stick that had slain Bobby and readied yourself to strike.
>The shuffling became louder as whatever the thing was drew nearer.
>You could make out several distinct sounds from it.
>There was feet, and oddly enough, a hollow wooden sound.
>You raised an eyebrow and crawled out of the tent.
>After a minute, the creature that had been making the noise came into the light of the fire.
“Oh my God.”

>>28324372

>It…
>It was him.
>The orange light of the fire bounced off his emerald skin, wet with sweat.
>He limped towards you, as the foot he was dragging behind him was bent at a disgusting angle.
>His body was half covered in angry, screaming blisters that oozed with pus and blood.
>He was mangled, but he was Anonymous.
>”I don’t believe it,” muttered Innominate, who for the first time in two days, moved out of the tent. “Honey?”
>Anonymous grunted and took another step forward.
>You could see his knee shaking as it struggled to support his entire body.
>”Well I’ll be damned. You actually pulled through, didn’t you, big guy? Impressive,” said Discord with a nod.
>The green man twisted his body and brought another thing into view of the fire.
>It was charred and black, and many holes in it actively leaked water.
>”The...trunk…” he wheezed.
>With those words, his strength left his body and he toppled to the ground at last.
>His face buried itself in the sand.
>”Anon!”
>Innominate rushed over and pushed on his shoulder, trying to turn him over.
>You snapped out of your shock and went to help her.
>It took the two of you to turn him onto his back, and when you did, he went into a coughing fit.
>Innominate cupped his cheek in her hand and leaned down.
>”You came back.”
>”Of course…. I made...a promise.”
>”Yes?”
>”Til death...do we part…. I ain’t dead yet.”
>”Well maybe not yet, but you’ve sure got both legs in the coffin there, bucko,” chided Discord. “Don’t worry though. I’m a doctor and I specialize in burns.”
“Did you learn that from youtube too?”
>”I want to say no.”

wew lads. Well, that'll cut it for now. I'm tired and anyone reading this post at the time of its posting should be too. If you're reading this in the future, then "hello" from the past, you cheeky time traveler.

>>28324393
Will read later. Too tired. I love you, Sea.

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Got impatient, speed-read Jimmy Rims' sci-fi from the previous two threads after finishing Traplight and Twilights of NST. Have some hamfisted green.

>Be Twilight
>The pungent mix of sweat and a cocktail of drugs that characterized the club Sunset had dragged you to fills your lungs, making your head fuzzy after only a few breaths.
>The place was usually packed, but tonight there were so many people that you could barely squeeze through as your roommate dragged you inside.
>Why you agreed to come with her, you don't remember. You're barely paying attention to what's going on around you.
>The flashing lights and smoke create unnatural twists and shapes around you that aren't possible within the universe you're occupying.
>Most of shapes are faces. Some of them are angry. A few are pleading. The crying visage of Moondancer flies past your face as Sunset drags you along.
"Wake up."
>The words come as a dull command in your throat. You know how this ends. You know how it always ends. You're sick of this damned nightmare your mind keeps making you re-live.
>Your hand slips out of Sunset's grip, the bacon-haired girl not seeming to notice as she disappears into the crowd.
>Stumbling on unsteady feet, awkwardly pushing people aside or squeezing between them, you press forward, trying to find her again.
"Wake up, damn it..."
A bit of panic enters your voice, despite your irritation.
Your body stumbles forwards, moving faster and faster through the crowd. You're trying desperately to not pay attention to what happens next.
>A circle of people are gathered in the center of the dance floor. You shove one of them aside, coming to the sight that's been burned into your head for as long as you can remember.
>Sunset's lying in a pool of her own blood, a bullet hole in her back. Standing over her is a girl about your age, skin a bit lighter, hair stripped with teal instead of your own magenta.
"WAKE UP!"

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>>28324631

>You roll out of bed, body thrashing in your sheets, before you hit the cold metal floor with a thud.
"Twilight, are you okay?"
>Despite drowning in a sea of purple blankets, the voice that speaks your name comes from beside your ear.
>Well, not really beside. Inside would be the proper term, but you're still too groggy and pissed off to give a damn about the semantics.
>Fucking nightmares. Fucking guilt.
>You reach your right arm up and pull the cloth away from your face, looking up at the dimmed sodium-vapour lamps set into the polished metal ceiling.
"No."
>That singular answer out of your throat, you begin untangling yourself from your bedsheets, the singular limb at your command twisting you out of the cloth with only a few minutes of muttered curses.
>The voice in your ear speaks up again.
"Coffee's ready, and your limbs were fixed an hour ago. Do you want to talk about it?"
>You grunt, reaching your arm up and pulling yourself back onto the bed set into the wall of the quarters of your ship.
"What's there to talk about? Just get my arm and legs back on..."
>You add in, almost as an afterthought.
"Please."
>Despite your clipped, apathetic words, a series of plates set seamlessly into the wall of your bedroom slide open, mechanical limbs bearing the cybernetic augmentations of your other appendages carried in three of them.
>You grunt as each one is slotted into place, the nerve endings being reconnected giving you a rough feeling of sensation in each prosthetic after the stabs of pain.
>A moment later, the camouflage technology within each boots up, giving you the appearance that you weren't a borderline quadriplegic.
>Flexing first your left arm, and then your legs, you stand up fully and reach for a paper cup of Space Starbucks with your right arm.
>The stuff tastes burnt and black, like it was made out of a rusted tin can and cooked with sea water.
"Good stuff, Sunny."
>Sunset's voice is a lot quieter when she speaks this time.
"Thanks, Twi..."

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>>28324642

>You spend the next several minutes showering, letting the water roll off of your skin and metal in rivulets.
"Fuck..."
>The water doesn't actually bother your prosthetic limbs, the parts being too simplistic and tightly fitted to allow an electrical short.
>Nonetheless, your left arm hangs limply at your side as you stand under the shower head. You really only needed your legs to do this, but being limbless always felt unnatural, despite the fact that you'd been stuck this way for-
>You bury the thought and clean yourself up.
>Your on your third cup of coffee by the time you've finished your morning routine, thrown a pair of blue jeans and shirt on, and donned your labcoat.
>You're not surprised when Sunset takes control of your left arm and helps you tie your hair into its signature bun, or slid your glasses over your face.
>You still manage to stick a pencil into your bun before she can make the correction to your hairstyle for you.
>Truth was, you didn't mind your best friend being stuck in your head as a glorified subroutine because you didn't have any pull with the High Society of Twilights or the Sunsets that could match your own universe's tech.
>So instead, you shoved her into the mass of wires and cortex implants that made up a good 45% of your skull until you could.
>Not the most ideal arrangement, but Sunset was content with it all, surprisingly.
>You'd be damned if you let her do everything for you though.
>By the time you'd finished bothering to take care of yourself, Sunset had engaged the ship into full power.
>It was a small, personal craft; enough space for minimal cargo storage, a pair of bedrooms, weapon systems, and a bridge view that let you see out into the vastness of reality past your ship's MAGI field.
>Sunset was running the ship's autopilot while you slept, but relinquished the controls as soon as you flopped into the pilot's seat.
>You were about ten minutes out from your destination and newest lead.

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>>28324667

>It was probably nothing, but you'd followed wilder goose chases based on a hunch.
>A Twilight you'd met at the last Cross-Dimensional Summit, surprisingly not a self-righteous prick lick most versions of yourself, had had multiple jumps into her own universe.
>Not itself uncommon, but they were unscheduled, lead to mass disappearances, and whoever had come through had destroyed any of her observation equipment beyond long-range communications arrays.
>So you were fairly certain you were either dealing with your target, or a MUPPET ship that actually had a competent captain.
>You chuckle at your own joke as your ship glides back into 3D space again, the MAGI field cutting off abruptly.
>Immediately you're hailed over the comms, a much less cybernetic version of your own face staring at you over the windshield's view-screen.
>"Star-36. Never thought I'd be happy to see you..."
>You chew your lower lip at the designation. A lot of bad memories surfaced from the HST's incessant code for you.
"Just Star is fine, Terra-93. Came as fast as I could. Any jumps out?"
>"Not yet. Unless they've retraced their route, they're stopped at Equis. Nothing here on Earth, but the dragon kingdom up and vanished since we last spoke. I'm worried, for my own Princess Twilight's sake..."
"...Acknowledged. Stay on alert and contact me the second something new happens. I'm going in."
>The other Twilight nods, visible concern etching her features.
>"Be careful Star."
>The feed cuts off, and you gun the engines.
>Ordinarily, you'd be subtle.
>Go in dark with a cloaking field on, keep your weapons systems cold, and see if your own eyes can pick up anything without metaphorically banging a dinner bell trying to find any other ships in the universe that could match a USSR or even Trixie ship.
>But you're still pissed and irritated from your nightmare, so you throw logic out the airlock, alongside reason, going in uncloaked and priming your weapons to fire at a twitch of your fingers.

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>>28324677

>Surprisingly, you're not ambushed.
>In fact, your eyes pick up the targets before your scanners do.
>A pair of ships, both just slightly bigger than your own shuttle, are just above low orbit around the pony populated planet that orbits parallel to this universe's Terra.
>One is clearly a Starlight ship, all featureless and unpainted metal that was as boring as it was irritating to your eyes.
>The second is, surprisingly, a Satan-class Sunset attack fighter, the red and yellow flame paintjob unmistakable against the background of space.
>You kill the engines and enter geosynchronous orbit, setting yourself on a course to pass by the two ships.
>Something's wrong; they're not moving to engage.
>You expected that from the Starlight, but a Sunset?
>A Satan-class pilot, no less?
>The three ships get closer, and your eyes widen at what you see now that they're up-close.
>The Starlight vessel's bridge is smashed open, and you can just barely make out a pair of slate grey-clad forms drifting out, frozen forever in space.
>The Sunset fighter looks a bit better, if barely.
>The engines are a destroyed mess, but the main body is, for the most part, intact.
"Sunny. Dock us with the Satan. We need to investigate."
"Acknowledged."
>As your ship begins to pivot and rotate, Sunset starts handling the docking process while you retrieve your gear.
>You fetch a purple space suit out of a storage locker, then retrieve the sleek, pristine form of your compact railgun.
>By the time Sunset's finished docking with the Satan, you've suited up.
"System integrity seems stable, barely. Think there might be survivors?"
>You shrug your shoulders at Sunset's question, then slam a fresh magazine into your railgun.
"Only one way to find out."
>The inside of the Satan is cold and lifeless. The metal interior similar to that of your own vessel, except all of the lights are down, the backup red lights casting a crimson hue to everything.

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>>28324696

>It's not long before you've searched most of the ship.
>Aside from the emergency lights, everything looked pristine, which only set your nerves on edge.
>Finally, you make your way to the bridge, keeping your railgun at the ready.
>A quick press of the button and the door slides open, your eyes scanning left and right before moving inside.
>There's a Sunset slumped into the pilot's seat, and as you slowly make your way towards her, you can hear her labored breathing.
>You quickly walk up behind her, turning the chair around to face you.
>What greets your eyes is a pathetic sight; a girl barely your age covered in a mass of lacerations and bruising along her torso, with a great chunk of flesh vaporized out of her side.
"...Sunny, how's her vitals?"
>You lower the railgun and check her over, finding that most of her wounds have clotted.
"Stable. Barely. She must've been left as a warning."
>You nod, then wave a hand in front of her face, getting the barest of movements from her eyes following your palm.
"Sunset. Look at me. I'm going to take you to my ship to treat your wounds. Blink twice if you can understand me."
>Slowly, and with an agonizing sluggishness, the wounded Sunset lets her eyelids droops twice.
>Good enough.
>You gingery pick her up, carrying her princess style back to your ship, then into the spare bedroom.
>You've never been good at medical procedures, but Sunset's own experience tellingg and sometimes helping you to patch yourself up gives you just enough knowledge on what do do.
>Several dozen bandages, bottles of peroxide, and painkillers later, and you've kept her from bleeding out.
>Thankfully you were right about the chunk of her side; the laser shot had cauterized the wound, meaning you just needed to wrap it in gauze soaked with ointments to keep infection from setting in.
>None of it was a permanent solution, but it would do until you could get to Terra-93.

>>28324631
It's... Good. I could go for some more 2bh

>>28324757
Gonna stop there, if only because I'm fucking tired as shit. Hope it was at least enjoyable. Gonna crash, maybe check back in later and write some more if people are interested. Night /nst/.

>>28324771
Thanks anon

>>28324757
Get a name boy, you're one of us now :^)

But naw seriously it's looking interesting, i encourage you to write more when you're awake and available.

>>28324333
>>He was sitting on its back, pulling on the makeshift reins, and fighting with it to stay put.
>>The absolute madman.
Oh my fucking god, Discord.

>>28324393
>The orange light of the fire bounced off his emerald skin, wet with sweat.
Our emerald saviour is back.


“Did you learn that from youtube too?”
>”I want to say no.”
My gramps also does this kind of shit.

>>28328215
>>>/pol/

>>28328222
Do you realize where you are posting this, right?
>>>/tumblr/

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>>28310793
Poor Flash
Only pony Twilight has the hots for him

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>>28328222
>hurr durr
Someone is forgetting about ponigg

>>28324757
Looks promising so far

I like the idea of CyborgLight here.

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>>28328606
I was going with Cyberlight myself, but honestly whatever the thread decides is what I'll be going with.

>>28324760
>>28325491
>>28326433
Thanks anons (and Chronos). I'll see if I can get anything in before work, but expect more late-night green at the very least.

[Spoiler]And as soon as I figure out how tripcode's work, but nevermind.[/Spoiler]

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>>28329488
you just put name##password in the name field, switching the name and password with your name and password obviously. At least if you want a secure trip.

Also Cyberlight sounds better, go with that.

>>28329488
you put two ## after your name

also to get spoilers to work they have to be lowercase
or you can use ctrl + s in quick reply

>>28324631
>Sunset's lying in a pool of her own blood, a bullet hole in her back. Standing over her is a girl about your age, skin a bit lighter, hair stripped with teal instead of your own magenta.
Glimmer.
>>28324642
>looking up at the dimmed sodium-vapour lamps set into the polished metal ceiling.
I don't know why people even buy those, they aren't even efficient.
>the singular limb at your command twisting you out of the cloth with only a few minutes of muttered curses.
Poor Twilight.
She has cool mioelectric limbs though.
>>28324757
>Several dozen bandages, bottles of peroxide, and painkillers later, and you've kept her from bleeding out.
>Thankfully you were right about the chunk of her side; the laser shot had cauterized the wound, meaning you just needed to wrap it in gauze soaked with ointments to keep infection from setting in.
>None of it was a permanent solution, but it would do until you could get to Terra-93.
Oh, I wanted to tell you this in case you needed it, in universe we have a medicine cared "cure-all" to patch people up, it gives a small chance of having cancer, though.
You can just say that Twilight didn't have one on the ship though.

>>28329692
Cure all was a great meme

>>28329775
It is, and no one ever answered my question about it:
Let's suppose you have cancer so you use cure all for it, and let's suppose that you have bad luck, so instead of curing the cancer it gives you cancer.
Would the cancer be some kind of "super cancer" or it would just give you more cancer?

>>28329843
The batch that can give you cancer can't cure cancer because the way it cures you is to quickly produce cells to replace the ones you lost. It's basically cancer with a purpose, but sometimes it gives you old fashion "refuse to kill itself after its job is done" cancer.

I believe in the original story Twi made a batch that DOES cure cancer to save Anon though, and THAT batch doesn't have a chance to give you cancer. I could be mistaken in that though as it has been over a year. (Also only Topfun knows the true answer, we all just run with it :^)

>>28329921
>that DOES cure cancer to save Anon though
Yes, it has shark DNA, though, so technically that batch makes you part shark. Or the first one had Shark DNA hand gave you cancer.
Fuck you Chronos you gave me a reason to re-read the green.

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DFC

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>>28329568
Fuck's sake, it's been so long since I started posting again. Thanks anon, assuming I didn't fuck this up.

>>28329561
Cyberlight it is, then. Also assuming that I did it right, I just enter in whatever the fuck for the initial tripcode generation. Also, greetings from a /tg/-fag, I guess.

Honestly I was gonna go for a Shadowrun or Deus Ex sort of name and tripcode, but I know fuck-all about the settings. Warhammer 40k is more my speed. Mechanicus Represent. Will try not to shit up the thread too much with warhammer.

>>28329692
Yeah, I'm not subtle about who Star hates, and she doesn't hide it either.
>sodium-vapour
>not having cure-all
>her entire thoughts on the HST, including her lack of authoritah

Poor as fuck by multiverse standards is what I was going for, though I'll admit the lamps were due to it's used off-and-on in Black Library novels that I've read (Henry Zou comes to mind). Also probably should've remembered cure-all, since I read through Twilight Emancipation Agency (the feels. Fuck's sake NoHooves, you actually made me feel bad for Flash Sentry.), but whatever, it ended up working out anyway.

Got another 5ish posts written up, which I feel is substantial. Then again I'm more of a short bursts kind of writer, so whatever. If I have to cut it short for work, I'll post a bit more when I'm off.

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>>28330806
Right, so continuing where we left off with Cyberlight.

>Sunny has Terra-93 pulled up on the comms by the time you flop into the pilot's seat again, sipping another cup of Space Starbucks.
>"Find anything?"
"Yeah. Starlight ship and an engine-blown Satan-Class. The Greys are dead, but the Sunset's alive, barely. I've got her doped up on painkillers and bandages, but she needs proper medical attention before I can get anything out of her."
>Terra-93 nods, hands moving just out of view of the screen.
>"Bring her to Canterlot on Equis. I'll alert the princesses to have a medical team for her, and keep the planetary defenses on my end primed in case of an attack. If we're lucky, she'll have a lead for us."
"Lead for me. You focus on rebuilding; she's my problem and my responsibility."
>The local Twilight's face screws up in annoyance for a moment, before she lets out a huff.
>"Fine, but I'm helping you until we're sure she's out of my universe. That goes for the Sunset too. I'll scuttle the Starlight ship and see if I can find anything useful on the Satan."
>She cuts the feed before you can respond.
>A grunt slips past your lips, the coffee in your right arm no longer appealing.
>Sometimes you hate your counterparts, even if they were effective.
>You go check on Sunset as Sunny disengages your ships and makes for Equis below you.
>The bandaged form of your best friend's counterpart from who knows what universe is still passed-out on the cot, stripped down to her underwear and a thin sheet tossed on her, just like you left her.
>Letting her sleep, you rummage through her clothes for some form of identification.
>A broken Shimianity icon, a brass token of Khorne that you recall adorning the necks of more than a few members of the Shimmer Coalition at the last summit; most of it personal objects that had little to no meaning to you.
>It's not until you check her jacket's inside pocket that, nestled between a wallet and empty bolt pistol, you find a small card.

>>28330830

>Your jaw clenches, recognizing the small purple card, slate grey words spread across it.
>'Stop following me.'
>There's a green equals sign at the bottom, with a slash cut across the middle in what you think might be the Sunset's blood.
"Not happening."
>You say the words more for your own benefit than anything, before tucking the card away in your labcoat and replacing the passed-out Shimmer's property afterwards.
>The next ten minutes are a blur of planetary entry, before the gleaming pony city of this planet's Canterlot greets you.
>Despite the classic Equestrian architecture, you can easily make out the rows upon rows of anti-ship laser cannons cut into the mountainside.
>Thankfully, none of them so much as lock onto you when you approach.
>The landing spot for incoming ships is found in the lower courtyard of the castle itself, and as you land, you already see white-clad medical ponies coming out with a gurney, flanked by this universe's Princesses Celestia and Luna
>You're up and carrying the wounded Sunset before the boarding ramp has fully lowered.
"Keep her sedated. I don't need a Khornate slaughtering innocents before I can even explain the situation."
>The medical staff give you a nod as they load her onto the gurney and roll off, already at work with cure-all and IVs.
>You roll your right arm as the princesses approach, then give a half-hearted bow to the two alicorns.
>"No need, Twilight Sparkle. Come, you look famished."
>You're actually not, but nod to Celestia anyway, accepting out of politeness.
"Star is fine, your majesty, and thank you."
>As you begin to follow them into the castle, Sunny's voice speaks up in your ear.
"It still feels so weird when we go to Equestrian planets with two legs."
You drop your voice to little more than vocal vibrations, doing your best to avoid explaining your mental passenger.
"A bit, yeah, but we're on a schedule."
>"So, what news of the stars beyond Equis, young Star?"

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>>28330864

"Cross-Universe ships from the Shimmer Coalition and USSR. She was the only survivor. Beyond that, situation is the same as before; buck all."
>Your own apathy aside, you at least slip into the local tongue of curses around the local royalty. Even if they weren't your own, you hold a certain level of respect for Celestias and Lunas.
>The discussion continues over a light lunch, a manticore steak generously provided for your omnivorous dietary needs.
>Gods-damn, you missed fresh food.
>The two equine rulers bring you up to speed on their planetary situation.
>The entire dragon kingdom is gone, with Dragon Lord Ember found dead on the throne with a snapped neck.
>Griffinstone was leveled overnight, with only Gilda surviving due to visiting Rainbow Dash on the day of the occurrence.
>Terra-93 and the oligarchy had been working furiously to keep the population from descending into panic, assurances that the HST would be contacted and their aid requested.
>All of you knew that wasn't going to happen, but your ship flying to the castle would hopefully keep the little lie going until it all blew over.
>As far as Terra itself was concerned, a few warring nations had been nuked, the squabbling humans blaming one another and being held off from nuclear holocaust by their own Twilight threatening to overthrow the world's governments the second someone pushed their red buttons.
>A bit less subtle than the last few leads, but roughly the same pattern.
"You said the dragon kingdom incident had occurred a week ago?"
>"Indeed. We know not of where the next attack will come. We had thought it was the two ships in low orbit, but they had appeared just after the incident and held orbit ever since. We dared not engage for fear of retribution."
"Probably for the best. If observation equipment was destroyed without an image, I doubt such overwhelming firepower could be matched so easily."
>It might sound harsh, but you all knew it was the truth.

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>>28330878

>Terra universes weren't the most advanced in the multiverse, but they were dependable, stable, and numerous.
>If the HST weren't made up of smug elitists shoved up their own asses, you'd even say they were the face of the multiverse Twilights.
>Unfortunately, that meant bad news for you.
"...She's already gone."
>The two alicorns give you a confused look.
"Standard behavior. Cause some damage, have the population panicking and turn on one another, hope that it destroys itself and move on, interacting only if the universe's destruction is possible in a timely fashion. If you weren't Terrans, I'd be on a cold trail again."
>"You've encountered this force before?"
"Not a force, a Starlight, as in singular. I've seen this scenario more times than anyone or anything should, Princess Celestia."
>Your cold words are met with an understanding borne only from a monarch whose rule has been that of an alicorn princess of the sun.
>The thought of another cup of Space Starbucks gnaws at your mind for the rest of the lunch, as well during the trip to the medical wing by the time the doctors have assured you that the unnamed Sunset is stable and properly sedated.
>Thankfully they had taken your advice to heart, pumping her full of enough sedatives to down one of the Princesses after they'd given her enough cure-all to heal the cuts and laser wound.
>Doctors and nurses alike disperse as the three of you step inside, giving you all some space.
>You'd honestly prefer to talk to the girl one-on-one, but it's both the Equestrians' planet, and their appearance could help with preventing panic.
>They've already disconnected the sedative IVs, so the next part is easy.
>You pull a small syringe from your labcoat, injecting the Sunset with a potent wake-up call of drugs that should pull her out of her current state.
>The second your hand pulls the syringe out, she shoots up, throwing a punch directly at your face.

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>>28330896

>Sunny takes control of your left arm, slapping the punch aside just as you throw your head away, just barely dodging the strike.
>Before she can wind up for another punch, you step back, golden and blue magical glows alerting you to the two alicorns holding her in place.
"Easy, Sunset, I'm just here to talk."
>The half-naked yellow-and-red haired girl huffs, sucking air through barred teeth.
>She's wild-eyed and angry, though you can easily see the panic mixed into her expression.
>After a moment, she nods, and the magical fields drop, as do her arms.
>"...Where am I?"
>"Equis, universe Terra-93. Our medical staff tended to your wounds while you were unconscious."
>She grunts, rolling her wrists at Princess Celestia's explanation.
>"...Last time I go drinking with Starlights. Khorne's throne, I'm far from home..."
>The odd curse barely fazes you, though you're fairly certain to two rulers have no idea what diety she's talking to.
"You are. What should I call you?"
>"War-745."
>A Warhammer universe, M40 version, if the bolt pistol in her jacket was any indication.
"I mean your actual name. Do I look like an HST Twilight to you?"
>You pause, glancing down at your labcoat.
"Don't answer that."
>She rolls her eyes, but a wolfish green is already spreading across her lips.
>"Sunset Slaughter, Demagogue of the Damned 8th Khornate Traitor Guard. You?"
"Star."
>"Funny, you're not a slate grey drone."
"Universe designation. Nobody calls me anything else."
>She shrugs.
>"Fair. I was out drinking with a few Starlights while my girls were on shore leave. Can't remember much else. Bit of bloodplay, but unless I was hanging from a brass icon, it wasn't mine."
"I found you in geosynchronous orbit with a USSR ship. Both of the pilots were dead."
>"Two? There were three."
>You grunt, smelling another lead.
"Anything unique about them?"
>"Two of them were your standard drones; boring as shit, but matching the mood as mechanically as all of them. There was one though..."

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>>28330927

>You hazard a guess.
"Skirt and t-shirt, missing a left canine?"
>"...You're hunting her?"
>You don't respond, but you also don't need to. Khornates, no matter what universe they were from, could tell a grudge, hunt, or anger almost at a glance.
>"...Listen, I don't know what your beef with her is, but I'm judging by the empty cure-all bags that she banged me up more than enough, and as far as I care, Khorne doesn't get the blood that flows if I'm not in his universe. I want in."
"Not happening. She's my target."
>"Listen, you can kill me, or you can accept my help, but I'm not taking your lone wolf shit. This is my score now too."
"I know what you're thinking..."
>Sunny's voice chimes in.
"And I don't think you should kill her. Remember that Khornate at the last Summit?"
>You do.
>It was a Twilight, oddly enough; cut down a trio of MUPPET assassins before they could even blow themselves up.
>If this Sunset was even half of her skill, chainaxe or not...
"...Alright, but you're flying your own ship when it's repaired."
>A savage, blood-hungry grin slips Sunset Slaughter's face.
>"Accepted..."
>The three of you leave the room, the Khornate warrior following after to retrieve her clothes on your ship.
>As far as you're concerned, you're done here.
>The princesses and yourself parted ways with nods and bows, but they were probably knew it as well.
>You had a lead, your target was probably long gone, and as long as you could keep Terra-93 from trying to tag along as well, you had only one extra ship trying to follow you around.
>Sunny hums contently in the back of your head, singing a slightly out-of-tune song.

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZLlLtSG7xe4

>You roll your eyes and walk up the ramp of your ship, even though you tap your right arm against your hip to the beat.
>Another cup of Space Starbucks is at your lips before Slaughter has even walked aboard.
>By the time she's dressed, you've already started contacting Terra-93.

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>>28330940

>She’s up to her elbows in Slaughter’s Satan when you get ahold of her.
>”Learn anything?”
“Her name’s Slaughter. She likes long walks through oceans of gore, and fucked a Bloodthirster on a dare.”
>She rolls her eyes at your snark.
“Her name’s actually Slaughter, but beyond that? Target’s gone. You should be safe. If not, fry my ass later.”
>The local Twilight nods, strapping a welder’s mask over her face.
>”I’ll hold you to it, even if you’re probably right. The USSR ship didn’t have anything worth noting. .45 bullets in the back of the head, but it was pristine outside of the cockpit.”
>It’s at that moment that Slaughter walks in, taking the co-pilot’s seat for herself.
>”Hey, just warning you; don’t touch the skull in the cargo bay.”
>”Duly noted. Engines needed a full overhaul, but everything else is fine. Interior was clean too.”
>”Hey, I’m a Khornate, not a Slaaneshi whore. I’ve got standards for my bloodletting.”
>”I meant any tampering, but good to know.”
>Slaughter rolls her eyes.
>You take another sip of coffee.
“So when will you be done?”
>”Three hours, five tops. Why?”
>”I’m going with her.”
>”Your funeral.”
>”You gonna be there to make sure my skull gets put on Khorne’s throne?”
>”Fuck off. Star, stay off Terra for a bit. I don’t need the locals thinking I’m trying to take over.”
“Noted.”
>The feed ends by the time you’re halfway through the word.
>Slaughter stretches, leaning back in the co-pilot's seat.
>"...So. You know the Starlight we're after personally?"
>You chew your lower lip, then take another swig of coffee.
>"Traitor?"
"Old friend."
>"Harsh. I sympathize."
"Slaaneshi?"
>"Nurgle. My Moondancer and I got into it on Holy Terra. Had to wipe out an entire traitor Legion's cultists."
"I'm sorry."
>"Don't be. She was falling out of favor with Grandfather Nurgle and went after me instead of a Tzeentchian. It was her own fault."

>>28330970
And that's all for now. Again, will try to keep the 40k to a minimum and focus more on Cyberlight. Just needed to establish Sunset Slaughter to get it out of the way.

I got work, so will post more later, maybe.

>>28311561
Gungnirvening

>>28332390
DEAD

>>28331016
>will try to keep the 40k to a minimum and focus more on Cyberlight
We actually have a 40kLight green but Ikea hasn't been writing.

>>28332548
Write it ikea

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>>28331016
Illegal Sunsets have a terrorist organization, it's called ISIS.
>Pic related.

I just finished storytiming that Legend of Everfree chapter book over here if any of you are interested.

Word of warning. It pretty much spoils the whole movie, so be prepared for that if you look:

>>28331474

This movie may or may not trigger you all.

>>28332548
Saw that. Decent premise, bit heavy on the High Gothic naming conventions for my tastes though.

Just read the movie in book form. Timberlight is canon. Flashlight is kill. Dykeshit is eradicated

>>28333097
Whats the plot
Whats with gaia everfree

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>>28333097
SPOILERS REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>28333154
>>28333179
There's a summary here.

Actual spoilers within:
>>28332951

>>28326836
>gets blown up
>swims back to shore dragging a trunk
>walks around for 3 days with a broken leg
>still finishes the mission
He's the hero we need.

Nightly Timberlight thread when?

>>28333097
Honestly I dont care about LoE that much
I dont have good expectations after FG, and the Timber thing forced in by hasbro wont help
I would be looking forward to the Midnight, Sunset, and Scilight scenes (not including the Flash and Timber scenes) but at this point the writing is just so low quality the only good thing that I can come from it is the fanart

>>28333440
I need some backstory with this pic.

>>28333440
>>28333768
http://iron-neko.deviantart.com/art/Remote-Body-Control-Be-the-heart-of-the-party-606009975

>>28333904
https://derpiboo.ru/1142721?scope=scpe67da054a8bc872ec1b947acea8eed5dfaaf2260d

Source(ish) that actually works.

>>28324393

>Discord spent a few minutes trying to convince you that he knew what he was doing.
>You asked him why you shouldn’t be the one tending to Anonymous’ wounds, and the answer was simple.
>You didn’t know how.
“I beg your pardon?”
>”That came out wrong. I’m sure you know,” he went on “But you don’t...know how. You know how as in you know what to do, but you don’t know the steps to take in order to make it to the first step.”
“Say I don’t know something one more time and I’ll show you I know how much force is required to fit my foot up your ass.”
>”Careful now. I killed a shark.”
“On accident.”
>”Look sweetie, just get me the ingredients I need and I can make sure those burns don’t kill him. Isn’t his life more important than your pride?”
>You growled.
“Yes.”
>”Good girl. Now get me thirty seven coconuts, a jar of sugar maple sap--but pine will do as well--three petals from a rare blue crickataw flower, and some gum.”
“We have literally none of that on this island.”
>”Not even the gum?”
“Do I look like I have gum?”
>”Just bring me some fruit then. I’ll figure something out.”
“You’re insane.”
>”I’m a scientist.”
>Is that what you sound like to people?
>You made a mental note right then to choose your words more carefully when you went on rants.

>>28334191

>Against your better judgement, you did in fact go into the woods to find some fruit.
>Luckily, there was an abundance of apples around. You also found some grapes and small berries.
>You made a small pouch with the bottom of your dress and carried what you had found back to camp.
>Discord was quite pleased with your findings.
>He took them all from you and ran away to the shoreline to “tinker” as he called it.
>While he did that, you sat with Innominate by her husband.
>She held his hand and rubbed it while whispering to him, retelling stories of their past.
>The man did not reply.
>He seemed to be asleep. Well, mentally at least.
>From his sweating and shaking, there was a war going on inside of his body.
>You shuddered to imagine what number of bacteria were invading him, infesting his vile burns.
>He was right, you thought. Discord.
>You knew how to take care of burns when you had the proper tools.
>On that island though? You were lost.
>You couldn’t even bring him water.
>After ten or so minutes of stillness, the excitement of the situation wore off enough that the tiredness in your bones began to force you back to sleep.
>”Oh, Twilight,” called Discord.
“Huh?”
>”Do we have newts on this island?”
“I saw some, yes.”
>”I need one.”
“Why?”
>”It’s better if you don’t ask.”
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. What are you planning?”
>”Get me the damned lizard.”
>Whatever.
>Slowly, you stood up.
>Shaking the grogginess away, you went back into the forest.

>>28334197

“He better have a damn good reason for getting all this crap,” you groaned.
>It must have been thirty minutes of turning over rocks and logs until you found one.
>You grabbed at it, but the darn thing was too quick and crawled away.
“Yeah, fuck you too.”
>A little more searching, Twilight. Just a little more.
>Ah ha!
>You found one resting in the crook between two fallen trees.
>Very slowly and carefully, you snuck up and snatched it away.
>Victoriously, you returned to camp.
>Discord was still down by the shoreline. When you got to him, your eyes widened.
>Before him was a small pit dug into the sand.
>It was filled with some glowing blue paste like something out a scifi film.
>”Do you have the newt?”
“What the hell is that?”
>”Right now it’s a biohazard. Give me the newt and I’ll see what I can do.”
>You knelt down and reached a fingertip out for it, but he slapped your hand away.
>”Don’t touch that! Do you want cancer?”
“What on earth is this?”
>”Didn’t we just go over it?”
“Is it from the fruit?”
>He nodded.
“Where did you learn to do this?”
>”I’ve been alive a long time and I’ve met a lot of smart people. You pick up a few things. Now, if you don’t mind…”
>He held out his hand to you.
>You gave him the newt and watched as he dropped it in whole.
>The glow died down and left behind an ugly looking substance that resembled blue excrement.
>”Perfect,” he muttered and grabbed as much of it in his hands as he could. “Well? Don’t just stand there. Help me out.”
>You picked some up too and were quite disgusted by the feeling of it.
>It was cold and wet and, despite its appearance, very strong in its structure.
>Discord skipped over to Anonymous and bent down.
>He began to rub the paste all over the wounds, spreading it thin across the skin to cover the greatest area.
>You followed his lead.
>Soon enough, The entirety of his burns were covered in the goop.

>>28334201

>”What is that?” asked Innominate.
>”Science.”
>”Science?”
“So he says.”

>Time would tell.
>You said your goodnights and went to sleep.
>No dreams that night.
>One second it was dark, and the next, it was light.
>When you cracked your eyes open, the first thing you saw, apart from the vast expanse of the ocean, was Anonymous.
>He was sitting upright and was slapping himself.
“What the hell are you doing?”
>You scrambled out of the tent to get him to stop.
>Your main worry was that he would irritate his burns and cause an even worse infection than what was already guaranteed.
>When you got closer to him, you noticed there were in fact no burns on him.
>His skin was, for the most part, flawless.
>Of course his leg was still broken.
>From the ankle up to the knee was puffy and as purple as your own skin.
>”Oh, hey, Twilight,” he said.
“Anonymous, what happened to you?”
>He pointed to Discord who was teaching Innominate how to fish at that moment.
>”He said something about newts.”
“Son of a bitch. It really worked.”
>You were filled with curiosity.
>How did he make that?
>How did he know how to make it?
>Why did it even work?
>Why was the newt important?
>And...where did the newt go, actually?
>You had to ask him about it.
>In the meantime, you were very concerned about that leg.
“Anonymous, let me get a look at that.”
>”Don’t bother.”
>Ignoring him, you got down next to it and leaned in to get a closer look.
“Not bothering is what leads to amputations. Jeez, what did you even do to this thing?”
>”Like I said, don’t bother. It will heal on its own.”
“If it doesn’t get infected, it’s going to heal all fucked like and, in the best case, you’ll lose function of the leg.”
>”Twilight, it’s fine. I’ve taken worse than this.”

>>28334207

>You raised an eyebrow.
“Worse than this? Anonymous, your toes are pointing towards your ass.”
>”Yeah?”
>He grabbed his leg and felt around it.
>After a few seconds of groping himself, he latched onto the foot and twisted.
>You could hear segments of bone snapping as they ground against each other.
>He gave a shout when he did it. Your reaction was more of disgust and shock.
>”Th-there. All better.”
>Well, you can’t argue with results.
>You could certainly feel sick to your stomach by them.
>You covered a distant tree in vomit and, after making sure nothing else would come up, returned to him.
“I truly don’t understand you. How can you do the things you do?”
>”I didn’t understand myself for the longest time. It all took some getting used to.”
“I know what you mean. I had it hard in high school too,” you said, putting a hand on his back.
>”That’s not exactly what I meant.”
>He gave a heavy sigh and looked out onto the ocean.
>It waved and rolled and crashed onto the shore, indifferent to his gaze.
>”We’re going to die out here, aren’t we?”
“No. I’ll get us back to Canterlot, somehow.”
>”You better. I don’t want to kick the bucket on some island. Let me die on the mainland.”
“Why do you hate the water so much?” you asked suddenly.
>”I…”
>He hesitated. You could see the gears turning in his head as he thought about his response.
>”I have some bad memories of the water. Do they teach you about the war in school?”
>You nodded. “Yeah. We have a whole unit dedicated to it in History.”
>”Then you’d know the failure that was the Battle of Sochi.”
>Your eyes widened.
“No. You don’t mean…”

>>28334214

>”Ten thousand men shot before they could even get off the boats. I looked around me and saw people using each other as shields from the bullet sprays. Brothers forcing brothers into fire to save their own skin. Some of us jumped over the sides, and others pressed on. Another eight thousand drowned out there, dragged to the bottom of the ocean by their gear."

>“I swam to the beach, and in some parts of the water, I could actually walk from all the bodies piling up. When I crawled up on the shore, I looked down at my belt. There was someone hanging onto it. They had grabbed onto me in the water and died there. They only kept grip because it was so cold their muscles locked up.”
>You were speechless.
>You wanted to rub his back or give him a hug or do SOMETHING, but it just didn’t feel right.
>Not after what you just heard.
>”So yeah. I don’t like water.”
>He pointed at the ocean, drawing your attention to it.
>”By the way, you bought a shitty boat. Even mine didn’t explode.”
“Yes, well, yours weren’t sabotaged.”
>”Is that what they teach you?”
“What do you mean?”
>”Another day, Twilight. Another day.”
>He put his hands behind his head and laid back on the sand.
>”For now, I’m tired. Come on, take a load off.”
“I can’t. I have to get to work on some tools.”
>”Right. You do that.”

Well here are those war stories someone wanted. I hope you're happy with yourself.
I know what I am with myself. Going to bed. I'll catch you next time, mah niggas.

>>28334238
>SU just churning out the content
props

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>>28333097
Dykeshit never dies

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>>28333097

>>28334256
And it's not all random either. I've learned from my mistakes in other greens (more or less). I've had the entire story planned out from Twilight's first ball.

Night nst

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>>28333191
>Dykeshit dead
>Timberlight confirmed

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>>28334606
Night anon!

>>28335781
Rare puff

I love twilight

>>28336557
"I'm Anon Mous, and I LOOOOVE sucking big sweaty dicks and licking disgusting and furry testicle sacks!"

>>28336834
You forgot to take your trip off. But we learned something new about

I'm sorry for your loss, Twifriends

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>>28336852
>Implying I ever take it off here.
>Not getting the joke.
Do you not watch Rick and Morty? That was literally the speech Rick made to turn himself in only with "Jerry Smith" replaced with "Anon Mous"
https://youtu.be/c4TUN8XTGMs?t=1m22s

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>>28333097

Dykeshit shalt not die so swiftly
SunLight didn't experience a surge in popularity back in November for nothing

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>>28337019
is right
Dykeshit is the lifeblood of the fandom

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>>28337037

>>28333097
Well, at least Twilight is my daughterfu.

Timber Spruce will be the Aquamarine Saviors.

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I just finished reading the LoE book.

The gist is that SciTwi has the thing for Timber Spruce, Flash Sentry wants to be actual unironically platonic friends with Sunset because they haven't talked much since their breakup.

SciTwi having a thing for Timber seems to be less blatantly featured like Flash+Twi was in the first movie and I'm glad for that. I don't care about muh canon luv or anything because SciTwi isn't my waifu, but it'll definitely make for a higher quality movie because the movie isn't going to hinge around that subplot.

As for the dykeshit, Sunset and SciTwi hold hands so often in the book that I've lost count. It's not helped by the fact that Sunset's powers literally predicate on touching people to read their minds, which is unf as hell.

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>>28337896
tl;dr -- dykeshit is more or less safe, if not even more intense this time around. Prepare your dongs.

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>>28337896
>hand holding being lewd isn't just a meme anymore
>Sunny can know all of Twilight's fetishes from doing so for the ultimate dyke experience

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>>28337896
>dykeshit

In the book, these two spend almost every scene interacting with each other like an aged couple. I refuse to believe that they didn't at least rub slits together in their tent at night.

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>>28337924

>having sex with Shimmy
>she feels Twi is about to climax
>mind-shattering orgasm as she experiences Twilight's as well as her own culmination at the same time

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>>28338036
I smell SunLight smut.

>>28337896
>Sunset's powers literally predicate on touching people to read their minds
An illegal shimmigrant with mind reading powers, now that's dangerous.
>>28337924
Hand holding is still a meme. In fact the original meme is that "hand holding is the first step to getting pregnant"

>>28338196
It isn't JUST a meme, though

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>>28337896
>sunset reads twilight's mind
>sees this

>playing original Deus Ex for the first time
>I am playing as JC Denton
>almost done with the first level
>hear some enemies talking about this guy named JoJo
>JC, JoJo
I smell a conspiracy about this game about conspiracies
sorry for this minor blogpost

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Been reading some other writefags' works between writing up the next chunk. Props to Chronos; Twi vs the forces of M.U.P.P.E.T. was fucking awesome. Jeff's next on my pastebin list, since Traplight was pretty good.

Will probably have more Cyberlight after work, though maybe a bigger chunk than usual. Will see where the thread's at.

Is the movie out yet?

>>28338960
Did you enjoy our autistic threadwide lore? Give SciTwi & Anon a read, it's what started the multiverse shenanigans.

http://pastebin.com/fkyAUths

>>28339028
no but there is a book that has the exact same plot as the movie

>>28339066
When will bookfags ever learn that the movie is NEVER like the book. It happened maybe once in movie history. I wouldn't hold my breath on LOE movie being like the LOE book.

>>28339064
>It's what started the multiverae shenanigans
Thats a broad statement.

>>28339112
its what started the multiverse in /nst/

>>28339209
Again, broad statement.

>>28339257
how is it broad?
the multiverse was first mentioned in Scitwi&Anon
it was first shown in Scitwi&Anon

>>28339393
Yes, it was first mentioned there. That doesn't mean every multiverse story in /nst/ is working off its premise. One newfag didn't even know it existed and they were going to write a multiverse story. The Aztecs invented peanut butter before the Spaniards came and wiped them out. The recipe was lost for hundreds of years. Would you say the Kellogg's Brothers were inspired by the Aztecs because they also happened to create peanut butter in the 1800s?

>>28339513
Many of the early multiverse greens actually borrowed ideas from SciTwi & Anon, and the writefags themselves admit to it.

Multiverse greens aren't about sharing the same premise, it's about sharing background elements and character quirks across stories.

>>28339722
and it doesnt even have to be about sharing
it can also be used as a plot device for having more than one twilight

>>28334238
I wanted silly Discord war stories, Sea, I didn't wanted to feel bad,

>>28338234
Is is though.

>>28339112
>>28339257
>>28339513
>>28339812
Shut up, neo-/nst/, no one wants to hear your opinions on things you don't know.
Also, neo-/nst/ isn't always something bad, for example, this >>28338960 new writefriend IS neo-/nst/ but he is at least reading most of the greens in the thread.

>>28340168
the last one was arguing against the neo-nst fag
also the new writefag is cool

>>28340168
>implying I'm neo-/nst/
You can find me in the original R9Klight screencaps. All I said was just because SciTwi & Anon was the first multiverse green doesn't mean it is the basis for multiverse green. You can't really say that it "started it all". If every multiverse green following it shared similar ideas because the author had read that green and was inspired, then that would be something else. The fact that some newfags and potential writefags have not read that green but have the ideas for multiverse stories is clear proof that SciTwi & Anon, while being the first, is not the basis for that type of story.

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>>28338960
Thanks dude, means a lot!

>>28340319
Sounds like a lot of trolling, but if you're serious I think I speak for all the writefags when I say we totally took inspiration from Topfuns Scitwi and Anon. At least in the case of every "multiverse green" That's ever been posted here. Unless you count greens that never mentioned or implied the existence of the multiverse of course.

>>28340319
>You can find me in the original R9Klight screencaps.
And I am the queen of England.
>All I said was just because SciTwi & Anon was the first multiverse green doesn't mean it is the basis for multiverse green.
It is though, most of the original space greens are based around it. Even then HST will always be a reference to that green.
It is the basis for multiverse greens.
>The fact that some newfags and potential writefags have not read that green but have the ideas for multiverse stories
Obvioulsy, they are reading greens about the multiverse that still have the basis of SciTwi and Anon and they get inspired to write it.
>is clear proof that SciTwi & Anon, while being the first, is not the basis for that type of story.
No, it isn't, because of the reason listed above.

>>28340484
>Topfuns
Skype thing?

>>28340530
Oh... is that not what he used to call himself? Yeah we still talk with him, he's a cool duder.

>>28340574
his pastebin is Instantcoffee

>>28340583
>tfw SciTwi & Anon will never update again because some fag complained super hard that it got "too dark"

>>28340484
my work is wholly original and had nothing to do with SciTwi&Anon DONUT STEEL

:^)

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>>28340636
You know... I don't think I ever read yours Nohooves! If I did I forgot which one it was.

Let me look at the master paste

>>28340621
>tfw SciTwi & Anon will never update again because some fag complained super hard that it got "too dark"
No, it was because he was burned out and he leaved the thread. I think he came back in January an he wrote something here and also some Sunset thing in another thread.
>>28340663
I am not hooves but here you are: http://pastebin.com/u/nohooves