Nightly Scilight Thread #126

Second for TwiTwi

>>28680692
The world needs more RariTwi.

>You are Twilight Sparkle
>Well...like, you're 1 Twilight Sparkle
>Apparently not the only one
>In the driver seat of the taxi cab you're in sits another Twilight Sparkle, only she has 20 years on you and more driving experience
>You dig your nails into the seats as the car speeds down the clustered city streets
"Can you tell me what the fuck is going on here?!"
>"I'm a bit busy right now."
"Why are you me?! Why are there 6 Discords chasing us?! I thought he just herded cats!"
>"Your Discord herds cats. My Discord is a murderous psychopath."
"That doesn't answer any of what I just asked!"
>She jerks the wheel and turns, skidding along the road in the middle of the intersection
>When the car gets its footing again it darts forward, cutting off several lanes of traffic
>You look behind you and see 2 of the 6 cars chasing you smash into other vehicles
>Another 2 don't make the turn and their cars flip over
"What do you mean your Discord?! Who are you?!"
>"Jeez, he wasn't lying when he said there were plenty of dumb Twilights. I'm you. Isn't that obvious?"
>She takes a hand off the wheel and fishes a gun out from her pocket
>"You know how to drive?"
"My instructor doesn't believe in driving. He says that everything you need to know you can learn from a book."
>"What a blowhard. Just hold the wheel and make sure we're going straight."
"What?"
>She lets go and opens up the door
>The car swerves but you grab the wheel and straighten it out
>Holy shit you're actually driving
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
>You cant look back because you're doing the whole not crashing thing, but you can hear several gunshots followed by screeching tires and two distinct crashes
>"There. That'll do it."
>You look away from the road to see what's going on
"Did you just..."
>"Yep. Don't worry, we're good. I can take the wheel from you now."
>You look back at the road just in time to see a big brick wall speeding towards you
>Oops

>>28681083
More?

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ILLEGAL

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"Th-Thanks, Mom."

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"Spasibo."

>>28681816
>Russian scitwi was more than a year ago
I dont know what I should be feeling

>>28681694
>r9klight will never continue
I still think about Tree Hugger and Twilight sometimes. It was the ship I never knew I wanted, and now can never have. R9KHugger is the purest waifu there ever was.

It's depressing.

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>>28681614
Damn those Shimmigrants
With their lesbian horse magic

>You're Twilight Sparkle, and you just had a close run in
>You were just leaving Starlight's apartment after getting a nice pep talk on what to do about your penis situation
>The little lavender between your legs always made you feel down about yourself, but she really helped you out
>In fact she helped you so much that you had the horrible idea of walking into a dark alley and fapping
>You were just about to spill your seed all over the filthy dumpster when out of nowhere, some old guy tried to walk up to you
>"Wow, nice cock"
>Your skirt couldn't have gone up faster
>"But a skirt? Shouldn't you be wearing pants? Man, I'll never understand traps. What's wrong with a little manliness?"
"I-I-I'm sorry b-but do I know you?"
>"Not yet, but I was hoping you could help me out with something. And don't worry, it's not sex. This old thing doesn't really work anymore so I'm kind of screwed in that department. Not screwed in the way I want to be."
>You began to back up
>The man opened his mouth to speak again
>Suddenly a purple arm about the same shade as yours shot out from around the corner and latched onto the man's hair
>It pulled him back and out of sight
>Even with the awkward situation, you felt obligated to stop some poor old guy from getting mugged, so you ran out to help him
>When you exited the alley though, he was gone
>There was no trace of anyone having been there except for 3 grey hairs lying on the ground
>So yeah, a close call
>Not only were you exposed but luckily the person who found you out was also the sacrificial lamb for a next level mugger
>All in all it was a good day
>For you at least

>>28682142
I will never hate Discord.

>>28682039
EqGwf please come back

>>28682731
she's too busy writing PAYPUH

>>28682844
PAPER is even less likely to ever be written than r9k being finished.

>>28683089
We have already gone through this, Ekwig never wrote paper but people never asked because they though it was written and delivered weeks ago.

>>28684429
maybe that was his excuse so he could leave us

man I even wrote suicidal fanfic over it

>>28684707
He still shitpost from time to time.

Has anybody seen a trap gap in this general?

>>28684738
No

>>28684738
>trap gap
someone post it!

>>28682522
I'm glad I could write the character as someone you enjoy, Anon, but at the same time I'm a little concerned for you. I think I made it pretty clear what kind of person Discord is and what happens to his "friends" so your ability to forgive him is somewhat worrying.

>>28685237
Never ever. I have respect for Ekwig and her gap.

>>28686646
He is just too cool and fun to be hated, I would die for him if he asked me to. He is the Big Boss of my Ocelot.

>>28682522
>tfw nobody will ever hate you enough to rip themselves from the time stream and spend eternity hunting down and killing alternate version of you just because they can

>>28686703
which big boss

>you will never cuddle with twilight
>you will never watch documentaries with her

>>28688000
oh boy trips

>>28687066
Well, Venom has better looks but John is the funny guy so, naturally, I choose both.

>>28688485
this is the most accurate thing I have ever seen
thank you

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reposting this because I am bored

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Jeff gibe the end of boringlight

Goodnight nst

>>28690821
Anyone speak moonspeak?

>that edition name

T-thanks :'^)

More RariTwi coming tonight!

>>28692565
Always great Jeffyou're the best

>>28693503
>twi will never show her love to her sister in law

taking lewd writing requests

>>28693960
Twilight meeting a traplight and those two having sex

>>28687358
>You will never have an awkward date with Scitwi.

>>28694621
>you will never be as much as a sperg as her on the date

>>28693232
God I love that picture. Had some great times with it.

>>28695431
can I have the full picture?

>>28695629
https://derpicdn.net/img/2016/1/7/1061657/medium.png
It comes in a set of 3. The before, during, and after.

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she likes books very much

>>28695966
>horse twi
still good but scitwi is better

Well, tonight was pretty shitty.

>>28696616
why?
oh I think I know jeff didnt post raritwi

>>28696645
That too
but the prez debates went horribly and trump basically flopped everything

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>>28696645
>no raratwi

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>>28696645
http://pastebin.com/Z6PFT7xR

>You immediately clap your hands over your mouth
>If your face felt hot before, then now it’s absolutely blazing
>Rarity, however, has the exact opposite reaction
>”D-darling!”
>She crosses her hand over her chest, sputtering
>It’s honestly hard to tell whose face is redder, hers or yours
>”That’s… that’s extremely cordial of you to say!”
>Rarity starts to fan herself, pausing only to flick her hair back over her shoulder
>”Please, though! Don’t feel obligated to compliment my beauty *just* because I expressed appreciation of your drawings! That’s… that’s simply…”
>Her words trail off into stuttering
>For a moment, the two of you are silent, both too embarrassed to look at the other
>Rarity continues to fan herself, eventually clearing her throat
>”Well, I—“
“That’s not what I—“
>”Oh, I’m sorry darling. You go.”
“No, say what you were gonna say. I just… yeah.”
>”Oh! Well, um…”
>Rarity clears her throat
>”I honestly can’t remember what I was going to say, now.”
“Yeah. Neither can I.”
>Another awkward silence stretches out
>A gentle crackling noise emanates from your 1000-C oven as it warms up towards its target temperature
>”Anyway! Thank you, I suppose. But in the future, of course, you’re under no obligation to compliment me, of course.”
“It wasn’t an obligation! I just… I didn’t mean for that to come out… like that.”
>”Oh.”
>Rarity looks slightly crestfallen, but quickly hides it
>Something about the sudden drain of excitement from her hurts your chest
>”Well, it’s not a big deal! I’ll get back to work on our display, and see if I can—“
“I mean, I still meant it! I just… I didn’t mean to say it like.”

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>>28697509
>Rarity gives you a puzzled look
>”Well, thank you, darling.”
>She pulls a milk crate out from under your desk, and sits on top of it
>Daintily, she crosses her legs, and then runs her hands along her skirt to smooth it out
>”I most-assuredly appreciate it. It’s so wonderful to hear a compliment someone actually means, for once.”
>Rarity brushes her hair back over her shoulder, staring into the glow of the tiny oven
“Yeah. No problem. Thanks for… for being cool with my drawings.”
>”I guarantee you, darling, I’m more than just ‘cool’ with them. You have a lot of potential. I have a bit of skill with a pencil myself, if you’d ever like any help.”
“That… might be alright. Yeah.”
>You look up from your sketches, meeting Rarity’s eyes
>She smiles
>”I’m glad to hear it. Dear.”
>She folds her hands together, glancing away, then back at you, then away again
>She crosses and re-crosses her legs, then clears her throat
>”And, you know, with regards to what you said earlier, I… I also believe you look quite nice.”
“H-huh?”
>”You have quite a sort of, well, *messy* charm about you. I really like the casual sweatpants-and-sweatshirt look! It works well on you, and that hair-bun is delightful.”
“What do you mean?”
>Despite the heat from the oven, a chill begins to creep up between your shoulders
>She sounds eerily like…
>”I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but… I think I could design you an amazing look!”
>Rarity grabs her notebook, holding it in her lap
“A new look?”
>”Absolutely! I have a few ideas already, if you’d like to see—“
“Not really.”
>Rarity recoils, the excitement draining from her
>”O-oh. That’s alright, then. I understand fashion isn’t for everyone. But really, darling, if you’d like, I could bring you a stunning outfit! The kind of thing the whole school would—“
“Get out.”

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Previous picture was awesome fanart by I Am Nude!

>>28697514
>Rarity blanks
>”Excuse me?”
>You turn away from her, pulling your hood up over your face
“Go.”
>”Darling? Is everything okay—“
“I said g-go, okay!?”
>You whirl on Rarity, and she flinches away
>”I… but… I just meant… I just wanted to make you…”
“Yeah. Sure you did.”
>You drop your head into your hands
>Rarity approaches you, trying to touch your shoulder, but you shrink away from her
>How could you have trusted her?
>She’s just like…
>Rarity recoils, and picks up her art supplies along with the half-finished display
>”Whatever it is, darling, I hope you know I’m terribly sorry. If there’s anything I can do, just—“
“Leave me alone!”
>Your voice rings like a gunshot in the tiny space
>For a moment, Rarity is stunned
>”I… alright.”
>Rarity steps past your chair, and out of your lab
>Her hair brushes against your neck, and you shudder
>It’s just like *hers*
>As the door to the lab closes, you lean your head on your desk, eyes squeezed shut to keep any tears from spilling out
>You should have known it was too good to be true, that someone could actually like your art
>Could like being around you
>Could like just *you*
>She’s just like Sugarcoat…

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>>28697518

***

>It’s Spring, almost a year and a half ago
>You are Twilight Sparkle, and this is your last month at St. Faust’s Academy for Young Girls
>You’ve aced your classes, so far, and you’re ready to finish strong
>As on most days, you walk to school alone
>You eat lunch alone, with your headphones in and a book propped open in front of you
>And when it comes time to return to class, you walk by yourself, eyes focused on your notes with anime openings playing in your ears
>So, all things considered, you’re more than a little surprised when, just as you’re about to enter Ms. Harshwhinny’s Intro to Astronomy class, one of the popular girls lays her hand on your shoulder
>”Hey.”
“Um…”
>You glance around, wondering if she could be talking to someone else
>Which is ridiculous, of course, since she’s already touching you
>When you realize how dumb that is, you find yourself preemptively red-faced, embarrassed that she might have noticed your thought process, somehow
“I, uh… h-hey! Do I know you?”
>”Probably not. I’m not the kind of girl who’d normally hang out with you.”
>The girl’s eyes and demeanor are both freezing, and she holds herself with a stiff, robotic posture
>Twin pigtails trail their way down her back, swaying slightly when she cocks her head
>”You should come with me. I want to talk to you.”
“I, um… I have class.”
>”No, you don’t. It’s canceled for today.”
“I… are you sure?”
>The girl takes a step closer to you, eyes staring out at you from behind thin-lensed, stylish glasses
>”Yes. I am.”

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>>28697524

>You end up following the girl — Sugarcoat, as she introduces herself — down into the cafeteria
>It’s a weird experience, actually sitting at one of the central tables
>You feel so… well, central, here
>Bordering on being actually important
>Normally the nerds like you are relegated off to the dingier corners, or to the crumbling picnic tables in the outer courtyard
>So actually sit at one of the popular girl tables is, well, a little exhilarating
>”You should stop doing that thing.”
>Sugarcoat’s eyes seem to bore into your chest
“W-what thing?”
>”The thing where you stare aimlessly into space. It’s weird. It’s probably a big part of the reason you have no friends.”
“Huh? I have friends!”
>A friend, really
>Sort of
>You haven’t seen a single sign of her since you skipped out on going to her birthday party
>Sugarcoat raises an eyebrow, and that says enough
>”Anyway. I think you deserve more than zero friends.”
“Uh… thanks?”
>”Don’t interrupt me. You seem like a genuinely interesting girl, Twilight Sparkle.”
“I don’t think I told you my name…”
>”You don’t need to. I’ve been watching you. And I like what I see.”
>Sugarcoat leans back, crossing her legs
“Y-you do?”
>”Absolutely. Honestly, you’re significantly more interesting than most of the girls I’ve met her. Especially Sunny Flare. I find Sunny Flare immensely distasteful.”
“I don’t know who that is.”
>”You wouldn’t. She’s several social orders above you. But she doesn’t have to be.”
>Without warning, Sugarcoat grabs your hand
>”You have a ton of potential, Twilight Sparkle. Do you remember yesterday’s astronomy class?”
“Um… yes?”
>”Remember how Ms. Harshwhinny asked us to write essays about space exploration?”
“Y-yeah?”

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>>28697533

>You had spent all night writing yours, as you did with most of your assignments
>Ms. Harshwhinny had told the class that it’d be the year’s most important assignment; more important than the final, or any of your tests
>As she put it, she wanted to see a “genuine enthusiasm for the mysteries of outer space!”
>You were mildly confused on why someone who’d allowed three separate marriages to fall apart was so interested in genuine love for the cosmos, but the assignment entranced you
>The more you thought about it, the more you wanted the assignment to mean something
>After all, maybe this was your chance, to share a little bit of your love for science with the rest of your class
>Ms. Harshwhinny promised that anyone who was brave enough would be allowed to read their essay in front of the class
>And so you’d spent the entire night laboring over every word, every turn of phrase, pouring your dreams into the essay…
>And then you got nervous, and plopped it on your teacher’s desk without a word

>Sugarcoat pulls a piece of paper from her backpack and slides it across the table
>Even before you get a chance to read it, you know it’s your essay
>After all, you’re the only student in all of St. Faust’s who writes on graph paper
“W-w-where did you get this?”
>”I stole it off Ms. Harshwhinny’s desk.”
“But… but… my grade…”
>”Grades aren’t important. This essay is worth more than an A in Harshwhinny’s joke of a class. This is spectacular, Twilight Sparkle. ”
>Sugarcoat clears her throat, and reads aloud
>”It’s amazing how complex the cosmos is. Everything’s so huge, and yet it’s all so connected. Every single star, planet, and comet moves in tandem with everything in a huge system. It’s almost like a family.”
>Sugarcoat sighs, brushing one of her pigtails off her shoulder

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>>28697540
>”Except, for one star, it isn’t. BX445 isn’t attached to a star system, or to a galaxy, or anything. It’s an astronomical oddity; how did a star form without a neighboring system? It seems like it should be impossible, for an entire star to form all alone in the depths of space. But I think it’s amazing. I wonder sometimes if that star gets lonely, out there in the dark. Does it wish it were a part of a galaxy? Does it wish it had a system of planets, or even a local gas cloud and some small developing rock formations? I hope that, if that’s what it wants, than it’ll eventually fall into the gravitational pull of another star. I hope it finds a home.”
>Sugarcoat’s face registers no emotion, but the space between her words slowly grows
>”This next part was for the ‘what I’d like to study,’ section.”
“Yeah. Right.”
>You remember what you wrote, but you almost *don’t* want Sugarcoat to read it
>Nevertheless, she clears her throat and continues
>”I’d like to study the possibility of building habitable long-term space stations. And then, if it were possible, I’d like to build one in orbit around BX445. I’d want it to have enough space for me to live with Spike, my dog, and my mom. And maybe a few friends, too. I think that, if BX445 had people living around it, it wouldn’t feel so lonely. And it’d be so pretty, to live so close to a star. I know I wouldn’t be able to keep it company for very long, since stars live for millions of years, but I think it would be nice for BX445 to have something living around it, even if it were just for a little while.”
>Sugarcoat sets your essay down
>”This is a very childish sentiment.”
“Y-yeah, I know.”
>”But I like it. I know what it’s like to be this star. And I’d like to have you in my ‘“orbit.” ”
>She actually makes air quotes around the word with her fingers

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>>28697542
“Really? Like… as a friend?”
>”Yes. That was the implication.”
“Oh, yeah! Definitely! I m-mean, as long as that’s okay…”
>”It certainly is. At least, it is with me. Certain girls I associate with might find it uncouth. Of course, I have to keep up appearances. You can keep up appearances as well, can’t you, Twilight Sparkle?”
>Sugarcoat raises an eyebrow
“Definitely! I mean, I don’t really know what I n-need to do, but… y-you’re my friend now, right? You can tell me!”
>A tiny, wry smile touches Sugarcoat’s lips
>”I certainly can.”
>She squeezes your hand
>”And I’ll have a surprise for you tomorrow.”
“A surprise?”
>”That’s exactly what I just said.”
“I know… that sounds awesome! I can bring you something too, if you want!”
>”There’s no need to do that.”

>You do it anyway
>It’s not much, but you still decide that, if your new friend is going to get you something, you should definitely return the favor
>So, while you’re out, you buy Sugarcoat something you think she’ll love
>She likes space, right?
>You buy her the newest issue of Stellar Stargazer, one of your favorite comic series
>Sure, it’s a little childish, but it’s gorgeous to read
>And, well, it’s really important to you
>You really hope the two of you can read it together at some point!
>When you arrive at school, you’re surprised to find Sugarcoat waiting by out front, leaning against the St. Faust statue
>In her arms, she’s carrying a bulky paper-wrapped packaged
>If that’s her surprise, then you can’t help but feel a little inadequate

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>>28697548
>It’s so much bigger than the comic book you got for her…
>Sugarcoat looks over as you approach, nodding in your direction
>”Good morning, Twilight Sparkle. It’s good to see you.”
“Yeah! You too, Sugar!”
>She holds out the package
>”Here’s what I promised. Please tell me what you think of it!”
“Sure! Here, um…”
>You drop your backpack to the ground, fishing through it
>After digging past multiple notebooks, you find your Stelar Stargazer issue, and hand it to her
“I got you this!”
>Sugarcoat eyes it, looking mildly bemused
>”I see. Thank you.”
>She tucks it into her backpack without admiring it much
>She’s… she’s probably just saving it for later!
>Sugarcoat levels her eyes with you
>”Well? Are you going to open it?”
“Oh, y-yeah!”
>You tear through the paper like a child on Christmas
“Oh! It’s…”
>Sugarcoat got you a full-size trench coat, perfectly fitted to your size
>It’s midnight blue, and emblazoned with little stars made of painted metal studs
“It’s… it’s so…”
>On the back, in stylized purple cursive, are the words “Star * Girl”
“It’s so cool!”
>You immediately pull off your hoodie, revealing the faded Star Wars tee-shirt you wore underneath, and pull the coat on
>It falls down to your ankles, billowing out behind you as you were a character in The Matrix, or a cyborg assassin
>The sleeves are perfectly fitted to your arm, and you think they make you look pretty sleek and strong
>Sugarcoat’s expression is unreadable

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>>28697559
“Thank you so much, Sugarcoat!”
>You throw your arms around her skinny shoulders, hugging her
>She doesn’t return the embrace, nor does she reject it
>It’s almost like hugging a statue

>Sugarcoat departs from you to head to her first period class
>She hasn’t said anything about the comic, but you’re sure she’ll read it soon
>Maybe during her free period, or something
>Either way, you can’t wait to talk to her about it!
>It’ll be so great to finally have a friend who likes the same things as you!
>You practically skip on your way to your next class, though you tone down the impulse, since it wouldn’t go well with your badass new coat
>As you prowl down the hallways, you can’t help but feel like a total badass
>At least, until the snickering starts
>The first time it happens, you’re passing the blue-haired captain of the select soccer team
>You assume she’s just laughing at something else
>After all, Sugar got this for you!
>And she’d never—
>”So, how long until you shoot the school up?”
“Huh?”
>You turn to the white-haired girl speaking
>She smirks, turning away from you
>”Nothing. If I give you what’s left of my breakfast, will you let me live?”
>She holds up a half-eaten donut
“I don’t…”
>The girl just cackles, walking away
>You run to your locker, feeling significantly less powerful than you did a few seconds ago

>>28697509
>>28697275
>>28696645
ask and ye shall recieve

yay

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>>28697565
>As you run, little trails of laughter follow you
>Your face is burning, so you shrink against the lockers, hoping people will stop paying attention to you
>”…looks like Columbine 2.0…”
>”…does she think she’s in a movie…”
>”…like a flasher or something…”
>”…pedophile jacket…”
>As more girls pass, you catch more and more fragments of their conversation
>You’re tempted to pull the coat off, but you can’t
>Sugarcoat gave this to you!
>You’re not going to throw away a present from your friend
>Grabbing your books from your locker, you turn on your heels and sprint into the bathroom, where you hide for fifteen minutes until your next class

>The laughter doesn’t stop
>During your algebra class, the artsy girl in front of you passes you a note, containing a surprisingly-detailed drawing of you with cheesy sunglasses, an Uzi, and a mountain of dead students
>You crumble the note, and rest your head on your desk for the rest of the class
>When school finally ends, the coat is soaked in sweat, and your body is shaky and dead
>You sprint down the halls, looking for Sugarcoat’s locker
>When you finally find her, she’s surrounded by the soccer captain from earlier, along with a gaggle of girls you don’t recognize
>She turns to you, and force once, there’s a genuine emotion registering on her face
>Disappointment
>One of her friends, a girl with cropped, sepia-toned hair, whispers something in Sugarcoat’s ear
>She doesn’t smile, though the other girl laughs
>Instead, she just steps toward you, lowering her voice to the point only you can hear
>”You actually wore it.”
“I d-did! You got it for me! I thought people would like it…”
>”Of course they wouldn’t. It looks ridiculous.”
“But… but…”
>”If you’re going to ask why, don’t bother. I’ll tell you.”

>>28697514
>“Get out.”
“Go.”
>”Darling? Is everything okay—“
“I said g-go, okay!?”
>You whirl on Rarity, and she flinches away
>”I… but… I just meant… I just wanted to make you…”
“Yeah. Sure you did.”


fug. She was just trying to be nice in her autistic dresshorse way.

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>>28697576
>Sugarcoat pulls out your essay from the pocket of her vest, unfolding it
>”This reads like childish fantasy. I hoped there was more to you than that, Twilight Sparkle.”
>Maybe it’s just you desperately hoping for a reason for all of this, but you imagine you can hear genuine sorrow in her voice
>”But clearly there’s not. You’re naive. You’re childish. And you’re lonely for a reason.”
>And with that, Sugarcoat tears the essay in half, dropping the pieces at your feet
>”I’d highly recommend not dressing like this in public. And I’d recommend giving up on this dream. Clearly you’re not capable of understanding the greater implications. To you, it’s all just make believe and pretend, isn’t it?”
>Sugarcoat turns hear back to you, and you barely catch her last words
>”Some stars aren’t meant to have their own systems.”
>When she walks away, she doesn’t rejoin her friends
>She just keeps walking away from you, down to the end of the hallway, and then you’re not sure where she ends up after that

***

>You don’t know what sort of “test” Rarity had planned for you, or what sort of embarrassment she’d have given you
>But you’re not going to allow anything like that to happen to you again
>You sit alone in your lab for a long, long time, long past when the oven finally dings, signaling that your crystal synthesis is complete
>When you do finally force yourself to walk home, you do so with your hood up over your face, and your eyes on the ground
>Somewhere above you, swirling through the heavens, BX445 shines a meager fraction of its light down on you
>But you don’t look up, nor do you search for it
>Even if you wanted to, you probably couldn’t find it
>And if you could, if probably wouldn’t want your company anyway
>Sugarcoat was right
>Some things are just meant to be alone

More coming soon.

>>28697615
>depressing turn of events
why

Night nst

>>28697255
Thanks for (((correcting))) the record!

>>28699058
I want to be the cute girl

>>28699300
>not being the cute girl
I feel bad for you

>>28699810
eqgwf please

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>>28697615
I hate this and love this at the same time
Makes me want to punch Sugarcoat, and give Scilight a hug telling her everything will be okay.

Please, continue when you can, writefriend.

>>28700160
It actually makes me love Sugarcoat more and wish she was in more stories again. I miss seeing her in greens all the time.

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Goodnight, nst

>>28700559
Its 3 pm where I am at
But oh well
Goodnight nonnie

>>28700559
Nigga it's 6pm

Today I was being a sperg with my friend about some equations in calculus and getting super excited
So this is what being Twilight feels like

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"Look at them Starlight, none of them have friends"

>>28702180
B-but I thought you told me that I was your friend.

>>28702180
glim glam looks like THAT? muh dick

>>28700430
Pictures like that are really cool and creepy I love the idea of twilight fearing that she is a monster

well not the idea in a literal sense but as a plot element in a story

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Page 10 bump

What DnD class would twilight play?

>>28705141
What is she doing there

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>>28697615
Nigger, where Traplite?

>>28705646
This desu

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>>28705646
I'll try to have an update for it out on Saturday or Sunday.

In the mean time, though, RariTwi coming later this afternoon!

>>28706398
Good, RariTwi calms the rage that TrapLite creates in my heart.

>>28706398
Raritwi a cute

Sorry if this has been answered before, but can anybody post a link to that "autistic/aspergers Twilight has a crush on Anon" story?

>>28708142
check the pastebin and look for sperglight
hope that helped

>>28708171
Thanks, friend.

>>28708202
no problem

>>28708171
>>28708202
>>28708357
Jesus. I just reached the end of part 1. Are there any good SciTwi stories that are happy, and where Twilight&Anon don't get kicked around. All I wanted was some "cute aspie girl has a crush on Anon" feels, but I didn't get them.

>>28706398
When I say "afternoon," I mean "sometime around three or four in the morning," apparently.

B-but it'll be out soon!

>>28708531
https://youtu.be/O4GyijcVBGw
im sorry anon, but I recommend traplight for a good story

>>28708673
I'm leafing through the stories in the pastebin and they all seem so bleak. Is this... just what happens in SciTwi stories? Sorry if I'm acting like a little bitch right now. I just had different expectations when I started reading.

>>28708758
A small number have bittersweet or actually happy endings.

At least Traplight and StalkerLight do. So for some works, Jeff isn't ripping our hearts out by the end of it.

>>28708758
http://pastebin.com/3bzp8XgW

>>28708758

Welcome to /nst/

We have dykeshit and the realization that life is a cruel joke told by a mad god.

>>28708994
this is exactly what you are in for anon

>>28708531
Yes, friend, what you want is "Romance for Once"
Give it a good read:
Part 1: http://pastebin.com/HMcqbiGt
Part 2: http://pastebin.com/giXeXJWg

>>28709231
Monster

>>28708808
You're a good man.

>>28709231
Joke's on you, Anon, I read the endings first.

>>28709473
It's all about the journey, anon.

>>28709491
It isn't when the ending is gut-wrenching. All I'm left with is a couple hours wasted and bad feels. I want to be happy, Anon, and shitty mlp greentext is supposed to be my escape.

>>28709594
thats the point :^

>>28709594
>Wanting to be happy.
There is no such thing. Happiness is a buzzword.

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>>28709594
>crawling in my etc

>>28709943
>see pic

>>28710095
>why can't I hold all these books?

>>28701695
>using rope instead of tree straps
well at least they aren't ground plebs

>>28710167
>Twilight buys shirts with big pockets in the front for her tits to sit in

>>28710176
I will hunt you down and kill you.

>>28710211
But why?

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Good afternoon everyone.

>>28697615

>Your house is quiet by the time you get home; your mom probably went to sleep hours ago
>When you first got the lab, and first started pulling late nights at school, she’d stay up waiting for you after every one
>You’d catch her in the living room, curled around a bug and a mug of tea, with bags under her eyes
>”Hey, sweetie!,” she'd say, the tired corners of her mouth turning up in a smile
>”How was school?”
“Eh.”
>You’d answer about the same way every day, usually just brushing past her
>And then came the inevitable question:
>”Who were you with? Any friends?”
>At first, the question would perk you up a bit
>The idea that she even thought you might have been with friends gave you hope; at least somewhat thought highly enough of you to think you deserved friends
>But gradually, it just started to sting
>Because you gave the same answer every day
“No. Just me.”
>Eventually, you started staying out later and later, until you were coming home at two or three in the morning
>You’d still find your mom, of course, but she’d be slumped over asleep, snoring peacefully and wrapped in a quilt
>Of course, there’d be some dinner for you in the fridge, or maybe a note telling you to have a good day tomorrow, but that was the extent of your interaction with her
>Still is

>You tiptoe over to your room, and drop your backpack onto the floor outside it with an all-too-loud *thump*
>A pile of blankets on the couch begins to stir
>”Twi? Honey? Izzat you?”
>Her voice is bleary with fatigue, and a long, hollow yawn stirs the air behind you
“Yeah.”
>”How was school? Big project?”
“Uh huh.”

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>>28711144
>”Cool. How’s that going? Are your professors already seeing stars?”
“I dunno. Just started.”
>You wish she’d just go to bed
>You just want this day to be over…
>”Well, they will. Are your classmates impressed?”
“Eh.”
>”Oh, I bet they are. Have you met anyone nice? Any friends?”
>You sigh
>Your right hand itches again, and you reflexively hide it in your pocket, despite the fact that your mom probably wouldn’t have noticed the bandaid anyway
“No. No one yet.”
>”Oh…”
>She does a surprisingly good job hiding the disappointment in her voice
>”Well, you will! Show them one of your projects! Oh, or your drawings! I bet they’ll—“
“Sorry, mom. I’m tired.”
>Velvet’s words dwindle into silence
>”Right, right. Good night, dear!”
“Night.”
>You step into your room, shut the door, and fall into bed

>You get to school late the next morning
>Well, not late, but less early than normal, which is pretty much “late” for you
>The main halls are already filled with students, and so you try to keep to the less-used paths, in order to avoid having to confront anyone
>Lurching along like a zombie, you make your way into the basement, creeping along to the costume room
>However, despite it not even being eight the morning yet, the lights in the room are on
>Immediately, a nervous sweat begins to break out along your neck
>Why, of all days, does someone having to be using that room *now?*
>You keep close to the wall, and creep close enough to be able to listen inside

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>>28711153
>A squeaky, excitable voice reaches your ears
>”Sequins and Sashes, Rarity! What are you doing here so early?”
>”Gah! Sassy!”
>At the sound of Rarity’s voice, something in your chest closes up
>It hurts
>You hear the sound of nervous shuffling on the other side
>”I was just, um… waiting for someone!”
>”Of course you were, dearie. I’d assume it’s one of my esteemed theater colleagues, then?”
>”Y-yes! Of course! You know how the theater is, they always — you always, I mean — need costumes, and I make dresses, so…”
>”Of course, of course. You wouldn’t be down here to meet that little solitary scientist that’s always hiding away in our broom closet, would you?”
>”Me? I, well… I… yes. In short.”
>You creep closer, despite the growing weight in your chest
>”Bust my Buttons, Rarity! Her? What on earth for?”
>You slump to the floor
>She’s embarrassed to have even been seen around you, you knew it
>And now here comes the part where she’ll deny ever befriending you, and reveal whatever horrible trick she planned to play
>You wish you could cry, or run away, or simply sink into the floor right here
>”No particular reason! I simply… I’m worried I might have hurt her feelings last night. And I wanted to apologize, and make sure she’s okay.”
>”Rarity, Rarity, Rarity. This is so very unlike you! What about this little hermit’s gotten your dainties in such a twist? I’m sure you can’t be blamed for offending her. I mean, if I can speak freely, darling, she’s more than a little strange. Don’t you think she might be a bit of a lost cause?”
>”No!”
>The single syllable carries out into the hallway, echoing across the walls and seeming to reverberate against your heart

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>>28711160
>”No, darling. I don’t. She’s been a very nice girl to know! She’s fiendishly intelligent, wonderfully creative, and all-around pleasant. And that’s about as far from ‘lost cause’ as I can imagine.”
>You can practically hear the smug grin spread across Sassy’s face
>”Oh ho! Rarity, Rarity! Dancing daisies, if I didn’t know better, I’d say I was looking at the beginnings of a crush!”
>Rarity sputters
>”T-that’s not what this is at all! You know perfectly well that I—“
>”Have rejected seven boys in the four months since you’ve been here?”
>”I’m s-simply waiting for the right one.”
>”Assuredly, dearie, most assuredly. And that ‘right one’ wouldn’t happen to have glasses and live in a broom closet would she?”
>”I… I do not have a crush on her!”
>Rarity stamps her foot
>”She’s a nice girl who I’d like to get to know better! We’re friends! Just friends! I think…”
>”Oh? You only think?”
>The smugness is so thick you can practically feel it radiating from the dressing room
>”I mean I don’t know if we’re friends or not! Not that I don’t know if we’re… we’re nothing more than that!”
>Sassy can’t hold herself back anymore, and her laughter rings like galloping horses
>”Raving rick-rack, Rarity. You’re an absolute riot, you know that?”
>”And you’re absolutely unbearable sometimes.”
>You hear Sassy pat Rarity’s shoulder, and then the clack of her heels as she heads for the door
>”Guilty as charged! And that’s why you love me, isn’t it, dearest?”
>”Love is a strong word…”
>You shrink into the shadows, hoping Sassy won’t notice you when she exits
>Just before she reaches the doorway, though, she stops
>”Oh, wait a scotch-skipping second! Your notebook!”

>>28711160
>rarity defends twilight's honor
yes, muh heartboners

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>>28711170
>”W-what about my notebook?”
>”That was her, wasn’t it?”
>”It was not! Just a coincidence!”
>”Ha! Rarity, you darling little novella, I can read you like a book. Has she seen the notebook?”
>”Of course not! You’re the only person I’ve ever shown it to, and you’re lucky!”
>”Most definitely! And you’re keeping it a secret from her for completely innocuous reasons, of course.”
>”I keep it a secret from everyone! It stays nice and safe, right here in my—“
>You hear Rarity unzip her backpack, followed by the sound of frantic digging through paper
>”W-where is it?”
>Sassy laughs again, harder this time
>”Secrets and Seraphim, Rarity! Looks like plenty more people will be seeing it soon!”
>”I can’t believe this! Where could I have left it? Is it in my locker? Back on the bus? Oh dear, oh dear…”
>You hear the frantic clacking of heals as Rarity paces in circles
>”Sassy! Darling, you have to help me look for it!”
>”Say no more, my damsel in a dress in duress!”
>Sassy grabs Rarity by the arm and the two sprint out of the room
>Fortunately, hurried as they are, they don’t even notice you
>You stay hidden for just a minute more, then creep into the costume room
>It seems brighter than before, somehow
>You walk into your lab in a trance, trying to process what you just heard
>Rarity actually likes you?
>She even defended you…
>But, no, there has to be a trick to this somehow, right?
>She just hasn’t let Sassy on it
>Right?
>The more you try to convince yourself, the less sense it makes

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>>28711181
>But she couldn’t actually *like* you, that’d be…
>Well…
>You shake your head, sitting down at your desk
>The sample is finally finished cooking, and you fish it out of the oven
>It’s an ugly green color, sparkling like a chunk of muddy emerald in the dim light
>Sighing in disappointment, you chuck it over your shoulder
>Actually, wait, you’ll probably need that!
>It could be a part of your display!
>Turning around in your seat, you begin to search the room for where it could have landed
>And that’s when you spy the unfamiliar sparkly notebook lying on the rear table, amidst a pile of junk
>Well, you suppose you shouldn’t call it unfamiliar; you definitely recognize it, even though it’s not yours
>It’s Rarity’s; she must have left it here yesterday when you kicked her out
>You pick it up in slightly-shaking hands
>What secret was she talking about earlier?
>You flip open to a random page, finding it blank, and then thumb backwards until you get to something
>And when you do, you nearly drop the book
>Taking up the entire page, there’s a drawing of you
>And just a sketch either; a full-scale, fully shaded, gorgeous drawing of you
>Bun, glasses, scrawny arms, that one lock of hair that won’t stay tied back…
>The only difference is that, instead of your usual hoodie and tee-shirt, you’re dressed in a gorgeous, flowing ballroom gown
>It looks vaguely Victorian in style, but there’s a modern flare to the low-cut chest and slender, draping sleeves
>It’s hard to believe someone as gross as you could ever wear something so beautiful, but Rarity made it work
>You fall back into your chair, flipping through the rest of the notebook

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>>28711189
>There’s some sketches of other girls — none of which you recognize, they could very well be characters Rarity herself invented — but every drawing in the most recent twenty or so pages is of you
>And they’re all equally gorgeous
>You flip to the Victorian Gown drawing, examining it more closely
>Rarity’s planned the entire outfit down to the embroidery
>Everything about it is so gorgeous that you almost wish you could cut the drawing out of the book and hang it up on your wall
>And when you peer more closely, you notice your favorite detail of all
>All along the dresses fabric, she’s sketched sparkling little embroidery patterns
>You can easily imagine them catching the light any time you moved a certain way, and reflecting it back in a beautiful, twinkling pattern
>If you wore this, it’d look like you were surrounded by thousands of stars

And that's the end of today's update. Thanks for reading!

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>>28711195
>Rarity is crushing this hard on Twilight
>actually stands up for her honor
>is being super cute about it
>can't stop drawing Twilight because she finds her beautiful

Let me guess, Sassy is going to ruin it all and we're going to have a feels rollercoaster for the next several updates.

I'm getting fatal flaw flashbacks already

>>28711214
There'll be drama, but it'll mostly be "silly romcom misunderstandings" and not "suicidal self-hatred." But yeah, be prepared for Sassy to make things pretty consistently awkward.

>>28711195
>>28711189
I don't know if this is heartwarming and sweet or kinda creepy.

>>28711395
Its sweet

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>>28710442
he's probably still sleeps on the ground

>>28712009
It all makese sense now

SciTwi has nice tits.

>>28714565
Why you gotta be lewd

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"Twilight is mine anon, but I'll be nice and let you watch"

>you will never sperg with her about math

>>28715920
I'm ready for the bottomless leg wrestling.

>>28715920
Get out of my house, you dirty alien horse, and leave my daughter alone or I will make you eat lead.
I have no beef with her being a dyke, but I have a problem with aliens.

>>28716324
bottomless leg wrestling?
"I just wanted to beat her in smash brothers"

>>28716550
"but I'm not a alien"

>>28716567
Sure, now, I will give you a five minute head start for you to get to your home while I go look for Sally.

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Gratz, you fags got a mini

>>28716929
https://youtu.be/eij079q7hDY

>>28716929
>proper stands

fucking finally, those things are heavy on the top

>>28717379
>Be chink EqG artist
>Finish drawing.
>Add the text.
>Now, let's use Google Translate for the English version of this game.

>>28717433
>Game
*picture.
My /v/ is slipping.

>>28717491
I think we need /v/light
she hates video games

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Been a while, but it's Rider time again lads. This is probably how the updates are gonna go for a bit.

>You are a shadowy figure silhouetted against the full moon.
>Perched atop one of the skyscrapers dominating Canterlot's financial district, now devoid of the armor that hid you before.
>You thumb through the cards in your little case, those sheets of laminate containing all the power one would need to rule the world.
>One has been given out already, three gone of their own volition, off to find whoever was destined to hold them in this world.
>Well. "World" is a bit of a stretch. "Accident" or "byproduct" would be a better word.
>Still, things were about to kick off and somebody had to make sure that it happened correctly. You somehow drew the short straw.
>Some dude in a coat and a hat gave you your belt and cards a month ago as you were being attacked by a monster.
>He gave you an explanation and left, muttering something about something being your fault after you'd killed the thing.
>Whatever that means.
>Oh, well. If somebody's gotta do this, it may as well be you. Better this than working a dead-end job in the inner city.
>Besides, it grew on you after a while. The thrill of donning your suit, the power that fills your entire body, the combat expertise that simply appeared in your brain when you fought.
>Time for the grace period to end, though. The cards that found their own ways out were active, and now another one was as well.
>Time to let the cards fall where they may, literally and figuratively.
>Holding the stack of cards in your hand, you stand on the precipice of the skyscraper.
>Wind pulls at your hoodie and ponytail, threatening to shove you off the edge.
>Holding the cards out over the edge, you take a deep breath, close your eyes, and let go.
>You don't see it happen, but the pieces of plastic soar from your hand as if they'd been struggling to get free.

>>28718459

>They circle around you a moment, the ones unique to yourself returning to you.
>The rest take flight, slicing through the night as they speed off in all directions, searching for their respective hosts.
>You let out the breath that you hadn't realized you'd been holding and turn away from the ledge, opening your eyes.
>The coming days are going to be one hell of a ride.

>Hours later, you are Applejack, en route to school for the day.
>Your well-loved red pickup truck trundles through the Canterlot suburbs, tracing the route etched into your brain.
>An unexpected left takes you away from the quickest route, but towards your daily detour.
>Moments later, you park at the curb of a modest two-story house in one of Canterlot's middle-income neighborhoods.
>Before you can even get the text message off, Rarity is already on her way out of the door, clad in her usual assortment of white and purple fabric.
>Opening your passenger door, she hoists herself up into the cab and shuts the door behind her.
>As always, she looks pristine. But you've been driving Rarity to and from school for two years now, and your eye is trained.
>You immediately spot the almost imperceptible irregularities in her alabaster skin just below her eyes. Concealer to hide the dark circles of exhaustion. You've seen that trick before.
"You didn't sleep either, ah take it?"
>She sighs and looks at you with tired eyes.
>"No. How could I? How could anybody? Adagio Dazzle is back and we have no idea what her plan is or what she can do."
>You sigh and cast your eyes down towards your lap. You take a moment to get your words together before you speak.
"I hate this. I hate feeling powerless again, after the things we've done and seen. And the fact that Sunset doesn't know what it is scares me."

>>28718468
>You whiteknuckle the gearshift, trying to vent your anger. It burns your heart.
>Powerlessness, again. You were powerless when you were six and you watched your father run into a burning barn for your mother, and you were powerless when it came crashing down.
>You were helpless when you were eleven and Granny Smith had her final heart attack while your brother was out of town.
>The magic and your friends drove that fear and powerlessness away, but now it was coming back.
>You should have faith in your friends, you know that. But it won't come to you.
>In its place is anger, frustration, and guilt boiling up and searing your insides. Rising, burning, all-consuming -

> - a cool hand on yours.
>Your tightly closed eyes creak open and you observe a splotch of white on your hand through the hot tears welling up.
>You move to speak but it dies in your throat, coming out as a raspy "Rares."
>You don't move your head, but you can feel her eyes on you as she speaks.
>"Just let it out, Applejack. I'm here."
>You get ready to scream yourself hoarse, but just as you get there it dies in a single sob.
"I can't do it, Rares. I can't lose anybody else. I wasn't strong enough before and I sill ain't."
>"We all have each other now. Together we'll win." She speaks hushedly, as though she doesn't quite believe herself.
>You whip your head up to look her in the eye, not moving your hands. Stinging tears cloud your vision as they threaten to fall.
"But what if we're not!? What if they catch us alone, like they almost did to Twilight? We're strong together but we ain't nothin' separate. I certainly ain't."
>Rarity's misty blue eyes capture yours, eyebrows arched in shocked sadness at your words.
>"Applejack, don't say that. You're the strongest person I know -"
"Why, 'cause my parents and granny are dead and I'm okay? That's not strength, Rares. That's just stubbornness. It's mah fault they're gone, I came to terms with that a long time ago."

>>28718479
>Rarity takes a deep breath and sets her brow in determination.
>"If being alone is what scares you, then I'll make sure you're never alone again. No matter the circumstances. I won't abandon you."
>You look at her incredulously.
"You can't know that. You don't know that you'll be there all the time."
>You sit frozen, eyes wide as she reaches a delicate hand up to your face.
>Her hands are cared for, but still subtly calloused from hours upon hours of sewing.
>"Yes, I do. I know that I'll be there because I can't stand to see you cry."
>Your mouth opens slightly as she wipes away your tears with her thumb.
>Your free hand seems to automatically rise to touch hers, delicately, as if you might break her.

>You sniffle and break into a dumb smile, lunging across the center console to embrace the alabaster girl.
>It's an awkward reach, but neither of you care. Right now you're content to just hold each other and laugh.
>The tears flow freely now, but they are tears of joy.
>Neither of you see the little card with the stylized "W" on it flutter through the air and nestle itself under the wiper blade, having found its chosen.

>>28718485
>You are Fluttershy in study hall that day.
>You didn't get much sleep last night, but hey, that's what coffee's for.
>Nothing out of the ordinary around school today. Rarity and AJ were acting a bit clingy with each other, but you suspect that's just due to Rarity's anxiety issues.
>Poor girl scares herself into a wreck, even when there's nothing to be really afraid of.
>Not that you were one to talk, really. Although, perhaps that did make you the authority on the matter.
>You'd been dealing with your nerves from a young age, but from what you can tell, Rarity's situation is a more recent development.
>You're sort of the group's de facto psychologist, given the amount of time you've spent with real ones.
>If the vet career never takes off, you suppose you wouldn't mind being a therapist.
>But anyway, nothing new under the sun.
>Shining Armor had made the principals aware of the incident, but didn't go into detail, simply leaving it at "a magical situation" and assuring them that it was all in hand.
>Let's hope.
>You'd seen the Dazzlings around school, but they were up to their usual act, post-Battle of the Bands.
>Sticking close to each other, being almost as shy as you, and declining to interact with anyone voluntarily.

>>28718497
>But now you knew that Adagio, at the very least, was up to something. So far it wasn't on the scale of her previous endeavor, but none of you knew for sure.
>Twilight had been speculating at lunch that they might be trying to use her research to get their magic back.
>Sunset thought that they were trying to get back to Equestria.
>Rainbow didn't really care what they were up to, as long as they got stopped.
>You didn't know what to think yet.
>...
>Fluttersigh.
>You and Pinkie and Rainbow are supposed to tail Adagio after school today. Shining Armor is going to meet you by the football field in case things go bad.
>As far as everybody knows, he's the only one that can fight her right now.
>Ideally you won't have to fight, but everybody knows that's pretty unlikely.
>...
>It's later that day, and you're on your way to the football field with Rainbow.
>Pinkie wasn't feeling well and left school early.
>She'd assured you all that it had come from eating too much cake the previous night out of Dazzling-related stress, so you didn't think much of it.
>You'll pay her a visit after the tailing.
>"You sure you're up for this, Flutters?"
>Rainbow Dash's voice beside you brings your mind forward to the present.
"Oh! Um, yes. If anything goes wrong, we have Shining Armor with us, after all. I'll be okay."
>You smile genuinely at your childhood friend, whose features soften in response and reciprocates your grin.
>"As long as you're sure."
>Rainbow turns her head forward and grabs your hand in her own.
>N-not in the interlaced fingers, girlfriend-style way! In the reassuring, friendly way.
>She did this all the time when you two were little, though not so much anymore.
>Oftentimes it was more for her benefit than yours.
>By the slight trembling in her as you squeeze back, this feels like it might be one of those times.

>>28718512
>You find Shining Armor in plainclothes, leaning against the back of the bleachers in his jeans and Canterlot University letterman jacket.
>He looks up from his phone at you two, removing the sunglasses from his head.
>"Afternoon, girls. You ready for your first tailing mission?"
>Rainbow lets your hand go and pumps her fists in the air.
>"Yeah we are! We're gonna be like cops! This is so cool!"
>She's got stars in her eyes, you swear.
>Rainbow might make a good officer if she somehow doesn't end up going pro in any of the dozen sports she plays.
>You realize that Shining Armor and Rainbow are looking at you now, and you jump slightly.
"O-oh! Yes, I'm ready. I think."
>You shrink down a little bit out of reflex.
>Shining straightens himself up and sets his jaw a bit, looking off towards the school.
>"Gonna have to stow that spaceyness. Found our targets."
>You and Rainbow turn around to see, sure enough, the living orange fluffball herself exit the rear doors of the school flanked by Aria and Sonata.
>They're talking about something, though you can't make it out from here.
>Hidden behind the crisscrossing support beams of the bleachers, you watch them enter the forest behind the school on a decently-trodden path.
>You know that it's often used as a shortcut by those who live on the east end of town.
>Once they're out of sight, Rainbow moves to follow but is held up by Shining Armor's outstretched hands.
>There's a walkie-talkie in each of them.
>"Patrol-issue walkies. Quiet running, so as not to give you away. You'll need these in case we get split up. They're already on the right channels."
>You each nod and take a phone-shaped box before you follow him and, by extension, the Dazzlings.

>>28718518

That'll be all for tonight lads. Stay tuned! Next time on Super Hero Taisen: Bite to the Finish! Kivat Appears!!

http://pastebin.com/kaYsA7b0

Oh duh, forgot the updated pastebin link

Goodnight nst

>>28710442
You have posted that same thing for the last 20 threads.
Before I kill you I will make sure that you have pooped and pissed, I don't want you ruining a good pair of pants when you die.

>>28720118
Bump

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Sunny is being very shy anons, she's trying to hide her tears.. say somethign nice to her!!

>>28722025
Are you ok? Ill get you a box of tissues

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Oh no, sunny! Hope she's aight~

Howdy everyone! I'm gonna dump 90 Day Brawl tonight! Sorry it took me a while to get out the second episode, but here's the bin if you missed the first episode!

http://pastebin.com/EgBXe6G9

See you there!

>>28723065
>>28722025
Haha, I'm silly.

>>28723071
Hi silly i'm JoJo

>>28716929
>that golden dildo

>>28723422
>The golden dildo
ftfy

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>>28722025
And heres the uncensored version..!

>>28724124
wtf

>>28724124
seriously why would you make something like that

>>28724124
Too bad those aren't SciTwi's hands

>>28724124
moar

So I'm reading Dimensional Summit.

Jeff, you're a nerd. Divine Dragon of Felgrand? Bet you were hoping nobody else played Yugi, huh?

I see you, you sly bastard.

ily <3

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This is 90 Day Brawl!!!

>Sniff
>Eggs?
>Augh, ffs, your face
>Sitting up pops your back
>Looking around...
>Living room? You fell asleep here?
>At the computer?
>What's this mix tape?
>Oh oops, you fell asleep at your computer
>What time... 6 in the morning!
>Eggs at 6, what the fug?
>Your feet cross over each other, and you stumble out of the chair
>But don't fall over
"Maaaaa?"
>Your dry throat cracks a bit
>"Kitchen, sweet pea!"
>Aight
>So you slowly wander on over to the kitchen
>And... Notice a few bags near the front door as you do
>Weird
>Mom's already setting down a plate of eggs and toast when you get in
"Ey ma."
>Ma grins and sits down
>"Breakfast!"
>You slowly take your usual seat, plopping into it. "Yeah... Why so early?"
>Yawning starts happening now, getting you then ma
>"I wanted my little Inny to get a good start on her summer!"
"Summer, right."
>Right, yer gonna... Do this summer thing
>You slowly blink and pick up a forkful of eggs
>"I think you can do it, Inny."
>You rub at your eyes and then you're looking at Ma
>She slides over a cup
>Uh
"Coffee?"
>"Yup!" Ma stands up and picks your empty plate and hers
>You stare at the cup
>It smells okay
>Sniff sniff
>Pretty good, actually
>How bad can it taste?
>Okay...
>Maybe a little more...
>You stare at the bottom of your coffee cup, fully awake and sniff
"Bretty gud."
>Ma pats your head and grabs the cup
>"I'm headin to work. The bags at the door are all for you! And an old friend of mine is gonna call you, so if you get a weird phone number, try answering, kay?"
>You nod and drink up the last few drops in your cup
"Kay."
>Ma reaches over and kisses your forehead and then hustles out the front door
>You watch the empty space where she was
>Time to go, too...

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>>28726000

>Okay so these bags Ma left for you
>Dafaq is this?
>It's a bunch of old clothes from the 80s
>Tights, leg warmers, high top sneakers, scrunchies!
>Scrunchies!
>This is kickass!
>You hold out a big shirt with a huge neck hole
"Heaven and Hell Live 1982... I love you ma."
>You grab up the bags and hug them all the way back to your room
>Dropping them on the bed, you start dumping them out
>Okay so what do we really have...
>A bunch of those old tights and unitards to go with them
>Like twenty pairs of leg warmers-
>VELCRO
>SNEAKERS?????
>WHAT EVEN!? MOM IS SO COOL!
>Huh?
>A base ball bat?
>You hold it up. It's wooden, and theres a dark blue star spray painted on the side near the top
>Weird...
>Oh, there's something written on the tape handle... Hm...
>Blueberry Pop <3
>Whoa
"Mom, why did you give me all this cool shit... I love you so much."

>Alright, so one quick shower, and you're staring at all this stuff
>You're pretty sure that... These shorts are for jogging, yeah
>Aaaaaaaaand, these shoes are good for running
>And... This... Is a sports bra? You think?
>Tee shirt to top everything off... And damn, this all fits nice
>Was Ma fat like you?
>The bat catches your eye, the big blue star sticking out against mom's bat and the white sheets
>That's not blue
>You pick up the bat, again, surprising yourself at how light it feels
>You pull a lock of still damp hair up and look at it with the star behind
>Your hair disappears
>This
>You grin
>This is an Indigo Star, and your Ma gave it to you
>One of these bags is a duffle bag
>Inside is a few base balls, a second pair of sneakers and an empty water bottle
>All new... Er, unused
>You put away Indigo Star and wipe your hands together
>You're gonna hit the batting cages real soon
>But first
>You snatch up your headphones and your walkman and your new mixtape...
>And uh, a few bucks

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>>28726000
It begins

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>>28726068
I see that you are also a fan of motivational posters

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>>28726066
You're right!
>>28726068


>Oh right, your keys
>You reach inside and grab those, and lock up. Time to work out...
>Uh, so you just jog?
>You look down at your sneakers and then your hands
>Ball up your hands, and move, you guess?
>Right down the walkway from your house...
>So you just hustle down to the sidewalk
>Fug, you suck, you're already breathing heavy
>But, this is it, you're not gonna quit
>Left, right...
>Around South Canterlot or into Central Canterlot...
>Huff
>The uh, gym is near your house
>So you turn left and put one foot in front of the other, feeling your thick thighs rubbing against each other
>They're heating up, but that classic 80's design keeps your thighs from rubbing up
>You can't breathe, but you smile and keep moving, twice as fast as you usually do
>So a jog
>What you think is a casual pace
>But its fast for you!
>Its fast for you!
>Your lungs are burning up
>And your throat is drying

>You're dead
>You're so fugging dead, you're gonna die, you're gonna die
>Its only been ten blocks
>This bus stop is a godsend
>You can't breathe
>You keep trying, but fug, it's hard
>Augh, the third bus is coming
>Third in a row
>"You gotta learn how to pace yaself, blue."
>You cough a little and look at the girl sitting next to you
>Some big pink girl
>Peace sign
>You return it and cough some more
>She leans over and rubs at your back
>"My dad runs a gym. If ya ask nice enough, I think he'll give ya some advice to get fit!"
>You take another breath and look at her
>She's smiling extra wide, showing off her kinda fugged up teeth
>You smile back
"U-uh..." You cough again, and then something cold touches your lap
>A water bottle
>You rip it open
>"Wait!"
>It's already at your lips, but you stop
>"Nice 'n slow, blue." She chuckles.

>>28726129

>You quietly sip at the icy water while you listen to your new friend (?)
>She's a big girl, with tons of lime green hair
>She's really fit too, but she seems proud of you for trying to lose weight
>It's p great
>"So what's yer circuit?"
>You furrow your brow
"My what?"
>She chuckles
>"Yer circuit! Your routine! Where do you start, where do you stop? Do you run back, or do you take a jog back?"
"Uh." You feel your cheeks heat up. Is a circuit important?
"I-I dunno, I just started."
>She blinks a few times. "Whoa, and how far'd you get on yer first run?"
>Run
>Jog
>S-same thing
"Uhm... T-ten blocks."
>She raises her brow at you. "Uh... Aight, das coo."
>You look away, your cheeks burning up
>F-fug
>You're not gonna cry
>"I mean, it's not far, but I think it's good that you're willin to try."
>You pause and look at her
>She grins again
>You grin. "Thanks. I'm trying my best, ya know?"
>"I getchu, I getchu... You should come to my dad's gym, really."
>You nod, grinning ear to ear
"I'd love to!" You frown. "Oh, but I don't ha-"
>"Don worry bout cash." She winks
>"Cute girl like you deserves everythin."
>Your face flushes and you slowly look away, feeling your breath hasten a little again
>She chuckles, tapping your shoulder with her big fist
>"Jus teasin!" She sets her hand down on the bench now
>You frown at her, and she chuckles some more
>"I mean, ya are cute, but I ain't tryina flirt with ya. Jus a compliment, ya know?" At this point, she's a little flush herself!
>You smirk
>"So uh... Yeah, go ahead and mention me, and bein my friend, and my dad should offer you to stick around for the summer."
>You nod
>Sounds easy
>And hella cool of this girl
>...uh
"What's your name?"
>You and she stare at each other for a few moments, until she snorts and quickly chuckles
>"Aw man, we been talking this long without any intros?"
"I'm Indigo Zap. Or Indy, if you like."
>She takes your hand in her big hand. "Well, Blue, they call me Lem. Lemon Zest."

>>28726000
>You stare at the cup
>It smells okay
>Sniff sniff
>Pretty good, actually
>How bad can it taste?
The first time I drank coffee I thought it was the most disgusting shit, coffee is like beer in that way, it gets better the more you drink it.