Nightly Scilight Thread #127

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>>28758424
Why is she so lewd?

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BEST

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>>28758436
>Lethbians

>>28758436
FRIENDS!

Fifth for TwiTwi and DOT

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Hi NST, this is a short green about the Twilight from the NST D&D campaign. In the game she's merely an NPC who most of the players have only met once if at all, and there's a lot of not pone characters, so hopefully this is a little different from the standard green (Hopefully.) I hope you guys enjoy it.

>The land of Prismate Albis is vast and wealthy, certainly the biggest super power on the planet militarily speaking.
>And as one would expect from a special snowflake country like this, it has verifiably the most special snowflake of princesses.
>Princess Twilight.
>Born of the last Eladrin, King Donovan, and a beautiful Elven woman named Twilight Velvet, you are probably the fanciest half breed on the planet.
>Of course... that doesn't change the fact that you are, and always will be, a HALF breed.
>Unlike your father, a TRUE Eladrin, your eyes are pupiled with only a fraction of his violet hue.
>Your hair however has the opposite problem, a mutant-like monochromatic purple in high contrast to your father's silvery white mane.
>Because of this, you've taken to wearing fake glasses and tying your hair in a bun.
>You know neither actually your flaws, but it's the best you can do while keeping up appearances... You are a Princess after all.
>Luckily for you, Donovan adamantly refuses to reveal himself to his people. You have no idea how he manages to rule a kingdom like that, but it allows you by proxy to be a shut in as well!
>You spend all of your free time in the Royal Library of Albis, either renting out books to bored guards as the librarian or upstairs in your private study reading your vast collection of novels and tomes.
>Stories about knights in shining armor... saving Princesses from colossal, terrifying dragons!
["Books are stupid! Always about saving the stupid Princesses from awesome dragons... Where's the stories about dragons getting saved from humans!?"]
"Oh shut up Spike, that's silly!"

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>>28758520
>You slide open a small door in the wall of your study, allowing the Psudodragon a little more breathing room.
>Stretching out his wings, and carefully making sure he doesn't track any lavender scales in the room, he speaks to you again telepathically in Sylvan.
["I know WHY you have to hide me, but could you at least keep that door open when you're alone? I may be tiny but it still gets stuffy in there!"]
>You scratch him behind the horns, sliding a small pan of chopped steak to him.
"Sorry Spike, just a little paranoid. Dad usually leaves for his yearly "Top secret" excursion to Rubrem by now... but this morning he was just sitting and watching the skies."
>Spike crawls his way up your arm and onto your shoulder.
["So what? If you gave me a window I'd stare out it too!"]
>You roll your eyes, taking out a bit if fleece and casting a minor illusion on the wall of a window with a tree. It's not the best illusion, but you manage to add some chirping birds for ambiance.
>He states longingly at the fake outside world, nuzzling into your cheek.
["Think someday I'll see the real thing?]
>You frown, petting him again.
"I don't know buddy... you may not be a True Dragon, but that doesn't mean they won't kill you."
>He scrunches himself down, letting out a quiet squeak.
["Yeah... I know."]
>You sigh, wishing at very least Spike had someone else to talk to besides you. Sure it's therapeutic for the two of you to share your sorrows, but it's hard to have any meaningful conversationso when you already know what the others been doing and thinking.
>Back when you were a child, at least as far as elves go, you had Moondancer... She was the only other one who understood you.
>Just like you she was a half breed, human and Elf, hair a beautiful red minus a streak of Elven blonde down the center. She would sit and talk with you in the castle for hours...
>She even dyed her streak like your hair in solidarity!
>You wonder how she's doing now in Aurem...

>>28758520
even in D&D Twilight still suffers

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>>28758609
>With just enough warning, you hear a guard rush into the doors of the library. You quickly slide Spike and his dinner into the cubby
>"Princess?! Are you here?! I bring dire news!"
>You run out of the room and patter down the spiral staircase to the library.
"What? Yogi is raiding the local picnic site?!"
>He looks confused, but shortly makes the connection.
>"N-No your majesty, not dire bears! A dragon has been sighted erupting from Mt. Prismate! All the men are in a panic, the King wont open the throne room!"
>You break out into a cold sweat before you can even comprehend what he's said.
>A dragon, a PROPER true dragon?
"That's impossible, there are no true dragons left! They're extinct, they've been extinct for over a thousand years! The men must be under some sort of illusion!"
>He's shaking in his boots, the poor guy.
>"I'm afraid not Princess, we managed to spot the dragon using a crystal ball of true sight... it's the real thing. Not only that but its absolutely colossal! We don't know how it's been feeding without anyone seeing it until now!"
>Your knees go weak. Spike is one thing, he's no bigger than a house cat...
>A Great Wyrm would bigger than a 3 story building!
>You run past the guard, despite his protests. If your father won't talk to them, maybe he'll talk to you!
>Running barefoot through the grass, you approach one of his garden view windows. Inside you spot him just sitting there on his throne. He clearly has no intention of opening up the doors...
>Luckily, there is ONE thing your Eladrin blood got right!
>You focus on a point 25 feet from you in the throne room. Taking a deep breath you Feystep through the wall.
>In a blink of an eye you reappear inside the throne room, right where you had been aiming for!
>Donovan looks up at you, face warn and wrecked with grief. In his hands he grips Dragonbane, unsheathed and polished.
D:"Was it not clear? I wish to be alone right now."

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>>28758829
"Father a Dragon is attacking the kingdom! You have to slay it immediately, I know you're getting on in years but-"
>He slams his sword into the stone tile floor causing a shrill spark filled screech to echo through the hall as it punctures the stone like butter.
D:"TWILIGHT, LEAVE THIS INSTANT! As King and your father I order solitude until further notice!"
>You recoil a bit, on the verge of tears from his harsh retort. However a torch lit tear catches your eye.
>His for the first time in your life, you see his hands quake. He's trying his best not to break down in front of you, but he's clearly hurting.
"Dad... it's okay. You can hire some adventurers if your scared-"
D:"You think I'm SCARED of that pipsqueak? Who the HELL do you think I AM?"
>He grips the stone arm rest of his throne with a wrinkled hand, pulverizing it to sand.
D:"You can't begin to fathom how many Wyrms I've killed with these hands! I could have built this entire castle with just a fraction of their bones, hell I HEAVILY considered doing it!"
"Then why not this one?! Thousands will die if you let it roam free, possibly millions!"
>He pauses, brushing shards of stone from his palm.
D:"The matter is covered, I've made arrangements with your godsister and sent a ship a few months ago. I merely loath that any citizen of Albis has to face the wrath of a Dragon again... nothing more."
>You spy on the end of the intact armrest Donovan has his most treasured possession, a crimson diamond the size of a healthy apple. With that, it all clicks.
"...As Princess of Albis I order you to let me comfort you in your time of mourning!"
>He smiles, just a bit.
D:"Well, I guess my hands are tied then aren't they?"
>He scoots over and gestures for you to sit next to him, taking up the gem in his hand.
>You softly set yourself next to him, giving him a comforting hug.
"She would have liked you a lot... she never took no as an answer either."
>You resist reminding him you wouldn't exist if she were alive.

>>28758829
Donovan seems like he wants to 1v1 that dragon.

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>>28758927

>Donovan spends the rest of the night telling you stories of his younger years, slaying towering beasts with his closest friends Oliver, Esther, and most of all Imara.
>He loved Imara deeply, more than anyone in the world. A tall Aasimar with an ample chest and a hand sly enough to steal from under a Dragon without it even knowing.
>She gave Donovan the Dragon Heart Diamond, her most prized possession, as her vow to marry him once their quest was complete.
>Apparently though she pushed her luck one too many times, and on her final hunt she was brutally killed by the dragon she was scouting out.
>Skip a few centuries ahead, that's when Velvet came into the picture...
>She was the only other woman Donovan courted, depressed and hoping to at least revive his race.
>Clearly you were a failure, and even worse Velvet didn't survive childbirth...
>You know he doesn't blame you, you really do, but that doesn't stop it from hurting. Being the end product of a whole line of tragedy.
>As morning approaches, he holds your head to his chest and runs his fingers through your hair bun.
D:"I can't promise you no one will get hurt... this was always going to be a catastrophic disaster. We've known this day would come for a long time. However I give you my word as your father and as King, no one you know will be harmed in the attack."
>That doesn't make you feel much better, but it does help a bit.
"So Moondancer is safe in Aurem? Your sure?"
D:"Very. Now if you don't mind I'd like to meditate for a while, tell the men I have the situation under control and not to bother me."
"Yes father."
>You get up and walk to the doors.
D:"...One last thing."
>You turn and wait.
D:"Thank you Twilight, you truly are the best daughter I could ask for. I love you."
>You smile back.
"I love you too dad."

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>>28759131
>Skip ahead three months.
>Donovan tells you he's expecting a party of adventurers today. He says it would be best if you went into town for a night, although he doesn't specify why.
>Not wanting to cause any trouble, you ride into town to get a room in a local Inn with a few good books.
>Fulfilling Spikes wish, you manage to sneak him out in your bag so he can see life outside the library, all be it from a cramped knapsack.
>About two thirds of the way there however, an arrow punctures your horses throat. You tumble off and try to take cover.
"Stop in the name of the king! I am Princess Twilight, what you're doing is a national-
>"Oh trust me, I know! I bet you're worth your weight in platinum at least!"
>This isn't good... you're going to have to defend yourself, but you haven't prepared your spells today!"
>"Ah ha! There you are! Say goodnight princess!"
?:"Get away from her you bastard!"
>That voice... what?
?:"Balmung, come to my aid!"
>You turn around just in time to get blood splattered in your eyes as she runs the bandit through with a claymore.
>You can't see the rest for obvious reasons, by time you've cleared your eyes of blood the fight is over.
?:"*Huff, huff* Are you okay Princess? Were you hit?"
>You shake your head, still sticky with drying viscera.
"T-Thank you Moondancer, but... why are you here? And since when do you wield a sword?"
>Actually... she's not even carrying a sword! Where did it go?
M:"It's a long story, I was in the area so I wanted to visit you in private... you know, for old times sake."
>When she reaches out to help you up, you notice two things about her. One, she looks more human than when you were kids. She's certainly bustier than any Elf you've seen, and she actually kinda has a butt. You're glad you don't have to deal with that stuff.
>The second thing is a little weirder to you though. Through a few cuts in her sweater you can see bunched up sections of beautiful cloth peaking out.

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>>28759321
"What's that beneath your sweater? Aren't you warm with those layers?"
>She eyes you suspiciously, then notices the rips.
M:"Damn it! That sweater was custom made too... are you going back to the castle or into town?"
"I was riding into town... My father is expecting important company and for whatever reason wanted me gone."
>When you say it out loud, it sounds pretty suspect. You could have just stayed upstairs in your study...
M:"Oh, yeah my caravan just got into town to see him actually! I could bring you to meet them if you want?"
>Since when did Moony have a caravan?
"I don't think so... he wanted me to go into town to NOT meet them I think."
M:"Hmm... Well I told them I was going to visit 'Family' in the area so I'm sure they won't mind if I'm missing for a night right? Why don't we rent a room together?"
>You give her a big, genuine smile.
"That would be the most fun I've had in years! A sleepover with my best friend with no supervision!"
M:"I don't remember us having supervision when we were kids..."
>You roll your eyes.
"Okay fine, but still it will be exciting I promise! Come on let's go!"
>You excitedly grab ahold of her arm, dragging her back in the direction of town.
M:"Are... are you just going to leave a dead horse laying in the middle of the road?"
>You gaze back, thinking hard about it.
"I'm sure it will be fine, not like it's going to attract bears or anything right?"
>She stares at you for a minute, at a loss for words, and just continues walking.
M:"Wow... yeah I think you might be in shock from the attack. Let's get you back to town okay?"
"Okay! I have something super secret to show you when we're in private okay? I haven't shown anyone else yet."
M:"...You're not hitting on me right?"
"What?! Of course not!"
M:"It's okay if you're, uh, that way... but I'm not and I'm kinda interested in this guy-"
"I'm not a lesbian!"
>You pause.
"Wait, you're seeing someone?!"

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>>28759447
>Moondancer blushes, fiddling with a bit of loose hair.
M: "I didn't say THAT..."
"Is he cute? What is he?"
>She smiles a bit.
M:"W-Well he's about my height, has brown eyes and hair... and he's a human.~"
"Oooooh! Does he know-"
M:"That I'm a half elf? Yeah."
"That you LIKE him?"
>She goes a little pale.
M:"N-no... he's been a little distant since I joined the caravan actually. When I first met him he came on so strong... he said I was beautiful, and he bought me a boutique of flowers <3"
>She pulls out a book from her bag, showing you the flowers pressed inside.
"They're so pretty! What changed?"
>She sighs.
M:"Well I've been studying with a close friend, an older gentleman following the church of Celes. He's been coming to me for assistance and helping me learn more about the ancient heros..."
>You nod. Despite all the time you spent in the castle together, Moondancer was never actually permitted to meet your father... As a matter of fact, she doesn't even know about your Eladrin half. Your father strictly ordered you to make something up, so you just decided to tell her you were half Aasimar instead.
>You hope you can tell her the truth after the hero's meet him, you doubt his secret will matter anymore...
M:"Princess?"
"Oh, yes I see! He must just be jealous, you know boys."
>She shakes her head.
"Not really... I don't get out much."
"Well they do, it's a constant through all the romance books in my library!"
>She smiles at you.
M:"Speaking of libraries, thanks again for the deed to the Aurem Natural Library! It's wonderful there!"
>You stare blankly at her.
"Um... you're welcome! I've never been there, but I bet it's really cool"
>You see the gate to Viridi just ahead. You pick up the pace dragging Moony in tow.
>Still though, what did she mean 'Thanks for the deed'? You never gave her anything like that...

>>28759511
Will Twilight have cool superpowers?

>>28759686
Depends what you call super powers. She is a magic user yes

>>28759915
what spells can she cast?

>>28760261
You'll just have to wait and find out.: ^ )

>>28760282
I like it so far

>>28760583
Thanks, it's going to be kinda jumpy because there's only bits of interesting information to story in the beginning, but it will smooth out later.

Any Twilight X Timber green?

>>28760622
Maybe in the marital problems thread.

Does /nst/ loves cats?

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>>28760683
yes but dogs are better

>>28760781
I agree, but you should have posted a picture of a good doggo, not that violet pussy called Spike.

>>28760821
can you show us a good doggo?

>>28759511
>Once you've secured the hotel room, which is frantically given to you without having to ask, the rest of the day is wonderful. Eventually the shock does wear off and you start to freak out, but once you wash the gore off your face hanging with Moondancer again is just like old times!
"Okay, I'm prepared to show you my super secret surprise! Promise you won't get mad or do anything rash?"
M:"Only if you promise-"
"I promise, on the country of Albis, I am not gay nor will I preform any gay acts!"
>She bursts out laughing.
M:"I believed you the first time! I was going to say 'Only if you promise the same'... I have kind of a volatile secret of sorts."
"Oh... of course Moony! But me first okay?"
>She nods, and you open the flap of your bag.
>Spike flies out of the bag without warning, not knowing how close Moondancer is to the entrance.
>At first it looks like he's going to crash into her, but as she flinched a small plate of metal materializes in front of her and intercepts him like a shield.
M:"WHAT IS THAT THING?"
>You grab Spike, rubbing his scalp from the bump.
"I am SOOOO sorry! This is my familiar Spike... he's-"
>She gasps
M:"Is that a Psudodragon?!"
"...Yes?"
M:"TWILIGHT! THAT IS SO-"
"Illegal? A complete betrayal of my father's trust?!"
>She stares at you.
M:"Cool Twilight, I was going to say cool. You should really be more patient."
"Oh... Sorry."
>She studies him with her eyes, shocked when he starts talking through telepathy.
["Ouch, Twilight what did I hit? It felt like a steel plate..."]
>Moondancer frowns, petting him and speaking Sylvan.
M:"I'm sorry Spike, that was my Blinkplate. I'm a swordmage, my powers are called forth by my emotions."
["Wait, how does she know Sylvan?"]
"We learned it together as kids so we could have secret chats in front of the guards."
>Spike hisses.
["Wow, here I thought it was OUR special thing.]

Last update for tonight. Hopefully more in a few days when I get some more free time.

>>28760972
I will when I get up after a good night's sleep.

>>28761005
>Not a lesbian.
How am I going to get cucked, Chronos?

>>28758436
Why am I watching a picture of two pig disgusting horses in my /nst/?

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>>28761684
I am going to provide a new cucking experience Anon, it will be glorious!

>>28761684
Don't worry Chronos isn't going to cuck you
:^)

>>28762090
Aww such good friends

Sci-Light is ugly! UGLY!

>>28762593
you're a liar and rude

>>28761743
I will be just like your Derpy.

>>28760282
MAGIC MISSILE!

>>28761783
Does this means I am going to get cucked by another writefriend?

>>28764843
.
..
...
Yes

>>28765547
Filthy
Demon
Dykeshit

>>28764868
It would be ironic if it was IceMan, because I am the one who requested a drawing of Jeff cucking him with Ekwig.

>>28766136
Iceman just started playing and because of reasons that may or may not be revealed later in the story most of the other players probably won't meet twilight

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>>28760972

>>28766493
you're right that is a cool dog

Jeff where is the traplite

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>>28766798
Here.

>>28767852
Glim is cute

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This is actually my first post ever on this site, but I cosplayed Sci-Twi last weekend...thought this would fit in the thread.

>>28769589
...Aren't you that one girl from the Sunset Shimmer thread like 2-3 weeks ago?

>>28769609
Pajamas? Kinda chubby in a cute way? Big boobs? Probably.

>>28769589
Cute scitwi, I approve! Got any more cosplay shots?

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>>28769654
I've been doing pony cosplay for about 5 years, so I have a few. But sticking to the topic of the thread, more Sci-Twi!

>>28769609
She just said that was her first post on this site.
Besides, that girl in the Shimmer thread was a bit thinner and had a white boyfriend

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Why don't you guys just call this the Scitwi x Sunset dykeshit thread since that's all this is?

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>>28769780
Probably was Bloo. This was my Sunset:

>>28769809
Ah, my bad, I was thinking of maddymoiselle. Cute cosplays btw.

>>28769790
Look just because Jeff wrote like 2 SunLight stories and mean there isn't plenty of green in which you can fap to Anon fucking Twilight because you need to keep yourself from remembering she isn't real.

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>>28769589
>>28769678
This is really great. Nice job.

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>>28769809

Look, I don´t want to be too direct, but you´re a real cutie and I would do you. Hard.

No disrespect, just telling you the truth.

>>28769881
>sheds a single tear
that is the nicest thing anyone has said to me all day

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>>28769790
You're under arrest, dykeshit protester.

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>>28769895

I know you´re not serious... but I´m almost believing in you.

Yeah, I´m naive.

>>28769943
Hi Naive I'm JoJo

>>28769589
normally when I see a cosplay it always feels off to me, but your's really fits

>>28769943
No, I was being serious. Then again, I spent most of the day high and watching EQG on repeat, so I didn't have a lot of nice things said to me.

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>>28769977
This girl is a keeper. EQGWF would be proud :'^)

Seriously though you seem cool, Welcome aboard the autism train.

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>>28769993
Dawwww
I don't know what the fuck EQGWF is, but I am glad. I just might stick around. Things haven't gotten too cringy yet ;)

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>>28769977

Ok, that was... unexpected. Usually I get a "fuck you, man" followed by a
disdainful look. You took it so well, dude.

I like you. Wanna be friends?

>>28770026
I'm always open to new friends! Like I said, this is my first venture into 4chan, so I don't quite know how things work. Hopefully I am not being too embarrassing ;)

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>>28770044

Aren´t you cute? =3

Risking my own anonymity (all for a new friend, right, guys?), here is my e-mail:

[email protected]


"HE'S JUST WAITING FOR YOU! CONTACT WITH HIM RIGHT NOW!"

Just kidding, you can mail me anytime. Even now. I have insomnia anyway.

>>28770108
you're a braver man than most, anon. godspeed, you fantastic bastard.

>>28770108
>>28770044
>>28770026
>>28770010
>>28769993
/mlp/... has changed...

>>28770125
>Sunset thread was pretty chill around maddymoiselle
>/nst/ has always been pretty chill since EQG slowed their roll on the shitstorms
>Decent writefags and anons who aren't shits just for the sake of being on an anonymous image board

Yeah, it's almost like we just enjoy things instead of being faggots, Anon.

>>28770108
Good job anon
Twilight would be proud that you made a friend

>>28770139
No, you just want this place to be like your home on Reddit.

>>28770174
No, I just got sick of /dzg/ throwing shitfits every thread because none of them could stand the thought of Anon's dick not being in Aria's ass.

>>28770125

War never changes, anon.

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>>28770143

I know, right?

>>28770189
>Anon's dick not being in Aria's ass.
Not him.
I agree that /dzg/ is retarded but that IS unholy.
I am going to post the Trapdagio caps there tomorrow

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>Tfw not even IRL Twilight will ever notice you

>[This is for your own good, Anon. One day, one of my girls is going to get you. Trust me, I'm like cupid.]

>>28770108
Not her.
Even though I know this has to be a throw away account am going to send you a lot of porn.

>>28770264

My man.

>>28769993
>EQGWF would be proud
>would
F

>>28770276
Nah she's actually asleep at the moment, far as I can tell.

Also Halloween Special dropping probably in like 16ish hours, because fuck Halloween being on a Monday. Prepare thy anuses and thine cocks.

>>28770293
Let me believe the lies I tell myself, Midzek, it helps me with the pain.

>>28770293
HYPE

You wanted it, you got it. It's time to Duel, suckas! Can you dig it?

>Okay Twilight, breathe. You got here early to watch other applicants duel, you've been drawing mock hands for an hour and a half.
>You practiced strategy for weeks, committed weird rules interactions to memory, optimized your combos.
>From an outside perspective, anybody would say that you're as ready as you'll ever be. And realistically, you'd believe that.
>But that doesn't stop you from being nervous about this. Your future is riding on a span of ten minutes.
>If you brick your opening hand, you lose.
>If your proctor opens broke, you lose.
>If you miss timing on an activation, you could lose.
>IT'S FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE
>The hand on your shoulder brings you out of your reverie and you realize that you'd been strangling the hem of your skirt.
>To your right, your father looks at you with his deep blue eyes.
>"You alright kiddo? You're shaking like a leaf here."
>The two of you are sat in the bleachers of the Metro, Canterlot's premier dueling stadium.
>The thing is about three times as large as long as a football field and equipped with all the latest tech. Real Solid Vision projectors,
modular Turbo Duel track with outside highway access, you name it.
>When Duel Monsters became a worldwide phenomenon several years ago, Canterlot hopped on that shit. The entire city was revamped, with
Canterlot Duel Academy as the crown jewel.
>High school graduates from across the nation flock to Canterlot every fall for the Academy's entrance exams. Due to the sheer volume
of applicants, everybody only gets one duel.
>One shot at the surest path to the pro circuit that anybody could hope for.
>Well, assuming one could make it throught the Academy itself-
>"Ground control to Twilight Sparkle. You there, bud?"

>>28770628
>Right. Dad, hand, shoulder.
"O-oh, yeah. Just nervous, I guess."
>You give him a meek smile and fiddle with one of the strands of hair that frames your face, with the rest back up in its standard bun.
"I mean, who wouldn't be, right?"
>The proctors at Canterlot Academy were notoriously tough on applicants, trying to bring out the absolute best in their dueling.
>"You gonna be okay out there?"
>You sigh.
"Hopefully. I mean, even if I lose, I still might get in if the proctor thinks I have potential."
>Your dad smiles at you.
>"Nah, you'll win. I believe in my star-eyed girl."
>You blush at his use of your nickname as he puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls close.
>You lean into him, clutching your deckbox close to your chest. Just being this close to your father is a comfort.
>You laugh at him when you realize that he's humming a very specific song, and you can't help but sing along a little bit.
>"Standing in the rain, air was wet and cool..."
"Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out duel..."
>"Heard the roar of the crowd, she could picture the scene..."
"Put her ear to the wall, then like a distant scream..."
>"She heard one monster, just blew her away-"
"She had stars in her eyes, and the very next day-"
>You both join together for the chorus, like the nerds you are.
>"She'd be a duel disk hero, got stars in her eyes!"
>You do some air guitar like a dumbass, and your dad is doing absurdly over-the-top air drums, but you don't care. It's fun.
>When you've both calmed down, you can feel the nerves have left your body.
>You smile up at him, and he returns the expression.
>Neither of you say anything, but you both know.
>You can do this.
>You're gonna do this.
>You're gonna be a goddamned duel disk hero, with stars in her eyes and everything!
>*bing* "Twilight Sparkle, please report to field 4. Twilight Sparkle to field 4."
>Dad claps you on the shoulder.
>"I'll be rooting for you."
"I know."
>You embrace like only a father and daughter can.

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>>28770632
>Checkpoints, registration checks, and security stations later, you stand before the gateway to the Metro's playing fields.
>A pep talk is in order!
"Okay Twilight, whatever happens, just make the best of it."
>You pace in circles slightly, adjusting the duel disk on your arm.
>You look at two of the defining cards of your deck: Galaxy-Eyes Cloudragon and Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon.
"Just get out there and play the game!"
>You jog in place, getting your heart rate going.
>Hype, hype, hype...
>"Miss Sparkle?"
>You freeze, finally noticing the woman next to you.
>She seems about your age, with long lavender hair streaked through with cyan pulled back into a sharp ponytail.
>She's got a blue blazer-type thing on with an Academy duel disk on her arm.
>"My name is Starlight Glimmer, I'll be your proctor today."
>She extends a hand to you, smiling kindly.
>You, meanwhile, are halfway through a jog, one foot in the air, mouth open.
>Mechanically, you move into a vaguely human position to accept her gesture.
"Uh, h-hi. Twilight Sparkle, but y-you already know that."
>Starlight chuckles to herself, turning towards the door onto the pitch.
>"I certainly do. Your written application was promising indeed. I hope your dueling impresses me just as much. Shall we, then?"
>You gulp, face the door, steel yourself and nod as she opens the door.
>Somehow you don't remember walking out onto the pitch, before the eyes of thousands, facing down Starlight.
>Your disk activates, swinging around to the front of your arm as it dispenses your opening hand of five cards.
>Normally you'd have 8000 Life Points each, but Academy policy forces both players to use 4000 for the sake of speed.
>Starlight calls across the field to you.
>"As is custom, I'll let you have the first move."
>First move, meaning you can't draw or attack, but you have freedom to play unhindered.

>>28770636
>Your hand has Photon Trident, Galaxy Soldier, two copies of Guardian of Order, and a Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon.
>This... is good! You have plays that you can make here.
>You can almost feel your stutter leaving.
>This is where you're confident.
"Okay. To start off, I'll discard a Guardian of Order to special summon Galaxy Soldier from my hand in defense mode!"
>You feed one Guardian into your graveyard and slap the monster sideways into a monster zone.
>The Solid Vision projection displays your monster, kneeling defensively before you.
"When Galaxy Soldier is summoned, I can add one 'Galaxy' monster from my deck to my hand. I choose Galaxy-Eyes Cloudragon!"
>The card sticks itself out slightly from the deck for ease of access.
"Now I'll normal summon it, but by its effect I can tribute it to summon a Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon from my hand!"
>The projection of the tiny dragon roars cutely before disappearing into stardust. The gas coalesces into a much larger shape, resolving
into the towering dragon that stands behind you. It roars, filling you with determination. Across the field, Starlight nods approvingly.
>"Excellent, Twilight. Seizing the field early is key."
>You smile at her praise.
"I'm glad you like it, because I'm not done yet. When I control two or more monsters with 2000 or more attack points, I can special summon
the other Guardian of Order in my hand!"
>Another card on the disk, another monster on the field. An armored being of light, two metal wings out of its back.
"Now as I'm sure you know, I can overlay my level 8 Galaxy-Eyes with my level 8 Guardian of Order!"
>You withdraw a single card from your Extra Deck, lowering your head slightly and closing your eyes.
>You've seen this dramatic-ass animation plenty of times before.
>A swirling galaxy manifests in the center of the field, your chosen monsters being absorbed into its heart.

>>28770642
>Now comes one of the best parts of dueling: the summon chant!
"Roar, throughout the entire universe. Revive, from the source of all galaxies that flows from far back in time itself!"
>You raise the card from your Extra Deck above your head, simulated winds whipping around you and pulling at your hair as the cosmic
energy surrounds you.
"Descend now, and lead me to victory! Xyz Summon, Number 107: Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon!!"
>The material monsters having moved themselves onto the same monster space, you slam the black card down on top of them.
>The raging torrent of light coalesces into one of your signature monsters, a titanic dragon of jet-black metal.
>It roars, and you smile.
"I end my turn."
>On her end of the field, Starlight laughs heartily.
>"Yes, fantastic! I was hoping that I'd see this high-stakes dueling from you, Twilight!"
>She draws a card from her deck.
>"Now, let's see if it holds up in the face of Canterlot Academy's finest. From my hand, I normal summon Magician's Rod!"
>An unmanned staff appears on her field.
>Wait, if she's got Magician's Rod, then she must be playing...!
>"When it's summoned, I can add one 'Dark Magician' Spell or Trap card to my hand. I choose Magician's Navigate."
>Then she holds up a Spell card from her hand.
>"Next, I activate Illusion Magic. This lets me tribute Magician's Rod to add two copies of Dark Magician to my hand."
>The rod shatters, and she adds two cards to her hand.
>"I set two cards facedown and end my turn."
>Alright, this is somewhat nervewracking now, knowing what she's playing. The Dark Magician deck focuses on maintaining strong board
presence with high-attack monsters, whereas yours is all about getting out big, scary monsters quickly.
>You can deal with this, though. You draw a card: Galaxy Expedition. Good, that's good for you.
>Before you can say anything, Starlight speaks up.

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>>28770644
>"In response to your draw, I activate my facedown Magician's Navigate. This lets me summon a Dark Magician from the hand, as well as a
Magician of Dark Illusion from my deck."
>There it is, one of the flagship monsters of this game, complete with the second, shadowy version. 2500 attack each.
>Not enough to get over your Tachyon Dragon, but you're not naive enough to discount them.
"Well, if you're done, I activate the Spell card Galaxy Expedition!"
>A white field of light appears above your side of the field.
"This lets me special summon a 'Galaxy' monster directly from my deck, and I'll choose another Galaxy Soldier!"
>Another Soldier drops down from the light as it closes up.
"And again, when it's summoned, I can add a 'Galaxy' monster from my deck to my hand, like Galaxy Knight!"
>You breathe again - she didn't negate your summon, which means either she's holding out or her facedown can't do that.
"I overlay my two level five Galaxy Soldiers into the rank six Xyz monster, Constellar Pleiades!"
>No summon chant for this one, it's not special enough. Everybody with some semblance of a level 5 engine runs it.
"Then, as I enter the Battle Phase, I'll detach an Xyz material from Tachyon Dragon to activate its effect, negating the effects of all
monsters you control and letting me attack twice if you activate any Spells or Traps!"
>You tap a button on your duel disk, and Tachyon roars. Her monsters flinch from it as the Photon Dragon attached to it enters the grave.
>Starlight regards you with a smirk.
>"You seem to have forgotten the fact that Tachyon Dragon's effect negates all other monsters on the field, not just mine."
>...aw fuck, she's right. You scratch the back of your head.
"Eheh, whoops. Regardless, Tachyon Dragon attacks your Magician of Dark Illusion!"
>You point dramatically, and Tachyon roars, wings shining with a violet light. A searing lance of energy fires from its maw, crushing
the shadowed spellcaster.

>>28770652
>Starlight shields her face from the wind as her Life Points tick down from 4000 to 3500.
"I end the Battle Phase. Now that I have a Galaxy-Eyes in the graveyard, I can normal summon the level 8 Galaxy Knight from my hand without
tributing!"
>Normally you'd have to sacrifice two monsters from your field to summon a level 8 monster, but most of your cards let you get around that
sort of restriciton.
>Your Knight takes the field, sword at the ready.
"When I do this, I can target a Galaxy-Eyes in my grave and special summon it!"
>Withdrawing the card from your graveyard, you plonk it back onto your now-crowded field. It returns to its place behind you, next to
Tachyon.
"But it won't be around long! I overlay it with my Galaxy Knight to Xyz Summon another rank 8 - Galaxy-Eyes Cipher Dragon!"
>You haven't thought of a summon chant for this one yet, mostly because you don't use it a whole lot. But hey, show of force. Impress them!
>A different yet interesting massive dragon takes shape beside Tachyon in much the same way, minus the theatrics on your part. Confidently,
you nod.
"I end my turn."
>Starlight is grinning ear to ear on her end.
>"Spectacular, simply spectacular! A tour de force if I've ever seen one. Now let's see if you can keep up with this!"
>As she draws a card, she taps a button on her duel disk.
>"I activate my facedown, Eternal Soul!"
>There's a rumbling in the room as a massive monolith rises behind her, bearing hieroglyps of something resembling Dark Magician.
>"Once per turn, this lets me summon a Dark Magician from my hand or graveyard. I'll summon one from my hand!"
>The glyphs blaze with a golden light, and another identical monster appears beside the one not destroyed by Tachyon.
>"Then I'll summon my Magician's Rod again, allowing me to search another Spell or Trap. This time I'll be choosing Dedication through
Light and Darkness. Now I activate Dark Magic Expanded, increasing the attack power of my Dark Magician by 1000!"

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>>28770658
>Oh dear. 3500 is enough to destroy any of your monsters!
>"But I'm not done yet. I activate my Dedication through Light and Darkness, tributing my unboosted Dark Magician to summon Dark Magician
of Chaos!"
>The second Magician shines, and when the light dims it has been replaced by a stronger-looking version.
>One with 2800 attack, enough to get over Pleiades.
>This is going downhill fast.
>"I activate a second Dark Magic Expanded, targetting the same Dark Magician!"
>Now it's at 4500. This is going downhill REALLY fast. Pleiades' effect would let you return one of her cards to the hand, but you negated
it like a sperg.
>Starlight hold out her hand toward your field.
>"Battle! Dark Magician of Chaos attack Constellar Pleiades!"
>The sorcerer leaps forward, bringing his scepter down on Pleiades with a shout. Your monster shatters into golden light, and you shield
your face from the aftermath as you take the 300 attack difference as damage.
>"Dark Magician attack Galaxy-Eyes Cipher Dragon!"
>It fires a pulse of dark magic at your colossal dragon, smashing it apart and dealing 1500 to you, leaving you on 2200.
>Starlight lowers her hand.
>"During my End Phase, Dark Magician of Chaos adds a Spell card to my hand from the graveyard. I'll choose Illusion Magic and pass the turn
to you."
>This is bad. Very bad. Your life points were nearly halved in one turn.
>You played too offensively and didn't set up any protection for yourself. You can only make big plays like the ones you have so many times
before you run out of resources.
>Her deck, meanwhile, recycles monsters constantly and maintains incredible field control.
>This was a bad matchup from the start, you should've know that you couldn't do it.
>You clench your fists.
>Can't do it, not good enough, not good enough, not good enough...
>"Open your eyes, child."
>You freeze. Who said that?
>"Open your mind to the cosmos, if you desire victory."

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>>28770662
>This voice feels like it's coming from within your soul.
>Rumors had it that some duelists were spirit sensitive, and could communicate with the spirits of their cards.
>You'd never put any stock in it before.
>"We are all too real, child."
>In your mind's eye, you are suddenly adrift in the void of space.
>Stars surround you as you float through the inky abyss. You know you should be panicking at the lack of air, but somehow you feel serene.
>Before you, a titanic dragon of starlight stands - your Galaxy-Eyes.
"W-what do I need to do?"
>You speak almost on instinct. A ball of light appears before you.
>Raising your hands next to it, you can feel its warmth as what you assume to be Galaxy-Eyes speaks to you again.
>"Accept us into your soul. Fill your mind with the cosmos, and your dreams shall be yours for the taking, Twilight Sparkle.
>You gulp, looking up at the dragon. It looks back at you, stars in its eyes.
>Before you can chicken out, you grab the ball of light and clutch it tight against you, shuddering as it is absorbed into your body.
>"We have made contact, child of Earth. Receive now our gift, that of the Cosmic Mind."
>You see the universe before you, and you understand.
>You are back on the duel field. You drew a card, but it doesn't matter what it is. Distantly, you can hear Starlight speaking.
>She activates the effect of Eternal Soul again, summoning another Dark Magician. Like whatever you drew, it doesn't matter.
>Physically, you pull a card from your Extra Deck. But you know that it has come from no such place.
"I use Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon as Xyz material to summon another Xyz monster."
>You speak calmly, but you can hear the cosmos thunder in your words. Starlight looks taken aback by your words.

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>>28770671
>Like before, you raise your card aloft, cosmic winds tearing at your clothes. You are unfazed.
>Behind you, your Tachyon Dragon begins to change. Its segmented black armor splits apart, changing to surround a body of pure cyan
nebulae.
"At the end of the Milky Way's light, a new world opens! Descend, scion of divinity!"
>You don't notice, but your feet are starting to leave the ground. Behind you, a gateway into the cosmos opens.
"Xyz Evolution! Come forth, new incarnation of light! Galaxy-Eyes Full Armor Photon Dragon!!"
>Your transformed monster roars, screaming to the high heavens as cosmic power shakes the very ground.
>Starlight has seemingly recovered from her shock.
>"An impressive move, but 4000 attack still isn't enough to defeat Dark Magician."
>You do not respond. You merely speak aloud your play.
"By detatching one Xyz Material, Galaxy-Eyes will destroy one card you control."
>One arm sweeps dramatically to the monolith behind her.
"I choose Eternal Soul! And when Eternal Soul leaves the field, all of your monsters are destroyed!"
>Starlight's shock returns to her as your dragon howls, crushing the monolith into fragments. In its wake, her monsters are sucked into
it before it all vanishes with the thud of a closing door.
"Battle! Galaxy-Eyes Full Armor Photon Dragon attacks you directly!"
>You clench your outstretched hand into a fist.
"Go, Photon Crush!"
>A torrent of cyan light erupts from your dragon's mouth, scorching its way to Starlight.
>In the moment before it impacts, she smiles at you and stretches her arms out to her sides.
>"Twilight Sparkle!" she screams. "Welcome to Duel Academy!"

>>28770672
That's it for now. Let me know how I did, and whether or not I should continue. I'm not sure how reading a duel like this translates, so I'll be interested to know what you all think. Also, I know there's some formatting errors, but that's because I write things in notepad. I'll avoid that next time.

Pastebin here: http://pastebin.com/KM9FWVcX

Enjoy, /nst/.

>>28770681
Oh, and whoever curates the pastebin, feel free to add this.

>>28770692
Ill tell JC

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>>28770010
For the record, you stumbled upon one of the only *Mostly* decent threads. 98% of the site would just be yelling "TITS OR GTFO" because the only benefit to revealing your gender on the Internet is to get special attention.

Cosplaying Scitwi is a fair exception though.

>>28771609
>>28770010

Yeah normally that kind of thing is looked down upon but Scitwi cosplay makes for an exception this time.

>>28772262
Disgusting alien horses doing lewd things are unholy.

>>28773124
They're taking our Twilights
Our Jobs
we need to build the Wall

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>>28769993
>EQGWF would be proud
what did he mean by this

>>28773303
EQGWF is proud

Oh, right.

>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>And you are afraid.
>It had been such an innocuous thing to start with.
>Sunset, the light of your life, had convinced you to tag along with her to a Halloween party her old boyfriend Flash was setting up.
>Simple enough; you had been trying to get into the whole 'socializing with more than Sunset and her close friends' thing, and some partying during Halloween seemed a decent way to go about it.
>Apparently the others would be going as well, so at the very least you had the support of people you knew if things got a bit hectic.
>Costume ideas were discussed and discarded or set aside, until eventually the two of you had decided on something.
>Designs were drawn up, Rarity was commissioned to make what the two of you couldn't find in stores...
>It was a pretty uneventful, if interesting, two weeks of planning after school.
>Then Sunset had gotten sick.
>Nothing major; a slight cold.
>Then she had gotten worse.
>Fever progressed to aching pain in her limbs, sluggishness, headaches...
>Her doctor stated that it might have been a case of the flu, but that testing showed no signs of her contracting it.
>You resolved to drop everything and do what you could to help her.
>Skipping a few classes wasn't that big of a deal, considering how much of your advanced course studies had transferred over when you began to attend CHS.
>Sunset mattered more to you than a few missed days.
>Yet, despite your desire to help, and your own testing at her allowance, you had no answers, or effective aid.
>She grew worse.
>Stomach pains, sunlight turning her headaches to migraines...
>The sinus-related issues of her cold passed, and aside from a slight fever she didn't appear to be in any danger.
>Just a general feeling of her body fighting against itself, to the point she could barely speak without her headaches growing unbearable.
>It's now hours before Flash's party, and needless to say that idea was out the window.
>Sunset was still sick.

>>28774338

>Thankfully, she seemed to be improving when you had finally given in and resolved to go to class again, if only to pick up both of your sets of homework a couple of days ago.
>Currently, you're walking to Sunset's modest little home a few blocks from CHS, which over the past week seemed more like home than your actual home was.
>Maybe that was just worry, or the fact that you had brought up the idea of moving in together with your parents, to their tentative approval.
>Or, y'know, the fact that you had spent more than a week there nursing your sick sorta-girlfriend.
>You sigh, the straps on your backpack weighing heavily on your shoulders.
>Still no luck on trying to help her.
>Although...
>Perhaps, though you were still squeamish on the subject, it wasn't a purely biological issues that was affecting Sunset.
>At least, the biological issues were only the side-effects of something else.
>You had sworn off magic after the Friendship Games, only tentatively exploring it with Sunset's help and taking small steps towards understanding.
>Perhaps, however, that was what you needed to focus on.
>Sunset had once said that, despite how beautiful she had become with magic during the Friendship Games, that her first encounter with it in this world had not been so enchanting.
>A monstrosity similar to that of your own, possibly even worse.
>Could it...
>You shake your head and carry on, though the thought never leaves you.
>Instead, you mold it into an idea, and that idea into a hypothesis.
>By the time you're walking up to the door of Sunset's home, you already have a general concept of what it is that you intend to do.
>First, however, you need to check on that light of your life.
>You knock quickly, unlocking and opening the door soon after.
>The orange light of an actual sunset has begun to fade, giving way to violet twilight and approaching night.
>Thus you are, understandably, nearly blind in the curtain-drawn house.
"Sunset?"
>You keep your voice low.

>>28774345

>Pain was the last thing you intended to bring upon the one person that made your heart beat faster, your face grow warmer with every kind word or touch.
>Yet, when your eyes begin to adjust to the darkness, you find only a strewn pile of sheets on the couch where you had left her.
>The coffee table is bumped, slightly askew, and there's a cold cup of... something sitting on it, a slight line of spillage near one side.
"Sunset?"
>You speak just a little louder, thinking that she might have decided to retire to her bedroom.
>Maybe she was feeling better?
>You hadn't made her a drink before leaving, as she had declined it in favor of sleep.
>Curious, you cross the room over to the concoction, lifting it to your nose and sniffing the liquid within.
>Iron.
>Iron and copper and blood tease your nostrils, and instantly you jerk back, seeing a dull red liquid.
>You set the cup down and take a few steps back, fear gripping your heart.
>Something was wrong.
>Very, very wrong.
>You move quickly, first to the kitchen, and discover the source.
>A slightly-warm roast, garnished with potatoes, carrots, and all other manner of vegetables set upon the counter, a section cut out and a half-finished plate on the table.
>The other side of the counter was slightly messy, a bit of blood on a cutting board, a sticky-wet knife, dirty pots and pans.
>Cow's blood, not human.
>Sunset must've been feeling better if she was able to actually cook something, nevermind the fact that she was actually able to stand, or any other number of things.
>You let out a sigh of relief, but stop yourself.
>Why in the world would Sunset collect blood in a coffee mug?
>Perhaps nothing was immediately wrong, but...
>Off, is the term you decide on.
>You continue on into the house
"Sunset, are you there?"
>You speak a little louder this time, asking the question instead of whispering it.
>A muffled groan from Sunset's bedroom answers you, the door slightly ajar.
>Immediately you step to it.

>>28774354

>Just before your hand brushes the door, however, you stop.
>Concern and suspicion both roil within you, fighting one another.
>One part of you says to rush to Sunset, see if she's alright.
>The other, more sensible part says that something's off, and that if your theory is correct...
>You slowly step back from the doorway, and cross to the door on the opposite side of the hall.
>Inside is your own makeshift room, converted from the guest room Sunset's home had.
>Only a few things of your own were inside, since you had to wait until your brother or the rest of the girls were available to help you move it all.
>You quickly search the room, eventually finding what you were looking for in your nightstand.
>The hope that you would never touch it until you perfected it, or at least until you had a better understanding of what you were working with, is cast aside.
>Pulling your ponytail away, you slip the magic capture device around your neck.
>Just in case.
>It was probably nothing.
>Sunset was feeling better; that's what was important.
>Still...
>You shake your head and leave the room, and then return to the threshold of Sunset's.
>Slowly, you push the door open, seeing that a bedside lamp is still on, though the curtains are drawn.
>Curled onto her side, as if to hide from even the electrical light at her bedside, Sunset is obscured beneath blankets and pillows.
"S-Sunset?"
>"T-Twi... light...?"
>Sunset lifts her head to reveal glazed, half-closed eyes opening a fraction wider to look at you.
>Her hair is matted with sweat, streaks of yellow-blonde and red-copper sticking to her, the pillows, the sheets in a wash of sticky, haphazard curls.
>She lifts her head, just a bit more, but recoils when the lamp's light hits her face, letting out a hiss of pain, as if struck.
>Your heart breaks at the sight, immediately stepping around and clicking the light off, a content sigh reaching your ears.
"I'm here, Sunset..."

>>28774363

>You reach out, slowly running your thumb along her cheek.
>Her skin, once roaring hot like the fire her form resembled, is now cold and pale.
>As if to confirm, her tongue sluggishly runs across her lips, before her voice, weak and thin as glass, passes through parched lips.
>"I'm so... so c-cold..."
>You nod, slowly, and pull back a section of the sheets, just a bid, kick off your shoes, and crawl in beside her.
>Concerns and worry fade, instead replaced with a desire to help and comfort.
>You bring your body next to hers, shivering at the chill even through her clothes, slightly damp with now-cold sweat.
>Slowly, whimpering, she wraps her arms around you, drawing you closer with barely any resistance on your part.
>You return the gesture, encircling her chilled form and pulling her closer; legs brushing together, her head snuggled into your shoulder, and arms wrapped around each other's torsos.
>Another content sigh reaches your ear, but you don't speak.
>Instead, you run fingers through her hair, gently.
>How could you be scared of Sunset?
>The light of your life, the one who helped you at your worst, and was there for you more than any other.
>Your rock, your... cru-
>A warm, wet touch runs along your neckline, the sound of a deep, heavy breath passing in and out of Sunset's lungs.
>You pull back, just slightly, and fix her with a confused look.
>Her eyes are still glazed, but there's a look of intense, carnal hunger in her features.
>No, not just a carnal one; you had spent enough time with her to know when she was putting her moves to your blushing face, in tease as much as in genuine desire.
>This was an actual hunger.
>Her gaze burrows into your soul, and for a moment you see flecks of red swirl into the teal of her eyes; into the paleness of her skin.
>Her lips pull back, and at first you think she's going to speak, to apologize, or ask a question.
>Instead, her mouth opens wider, revealing sparkling white teeth.

>>28774373

>Sparkling white, and also flecked with that same red.
>Her canines are enlarged, sharpened to a frankly mind-bending degree, and all throughout you see chewed sections of her own mouth weeping blood, as well as stains that you're definitely sure aren't from her own wounds.
>Instantly your arms remove themselves from her, your body pulling back as one hand goes for the amulet around your neck.
>The second your touch leaves, however, her jaw closes into a low whimper; the shine of tears against her eyes in the darkness.
>"T-Twi...?"
>Your hand is firmly grasped around the amulet, fingers poised to snap it open.
>"P-Please... I'm so... so cold... so... so hungry..."
>The last word ends with a sensual, hungering desire that threatens to swallow you whole.
>Between whimpering breathes and the half-open part of her lips, you can still see the sharpened points of teeth and the tinge of red blood.
>You don't speak, or rather, you feel as if you can't.
>Eyes pleading, looking a pathetic wreck of a human being on the verge of tears and face grimaced in withheld pain.
>It's like an icy lance into your heart.
>Slowly, you lean forward, the hand not wrapped around the device around your neck slowly lifting to her chin, pulling her close, preventing her from tearing your throat from your body.
>Instead, you brace yourself and part your lips slightly, hers brushing against your own, before her mouth overwhelms you.
>It's a dominating, encompassing control, but a restrained one, as her hands do little aside from wrap around you again for warmth.
>The kiss is hot, painfully so; brighter than sunlight, burning as hot as the sun.
>Your eyes open, half-lidded and only slightly more open than her own, you can tell that the pain is felt by Sunset as well, perhaps more so.
>Little lines of tears roll down her cheeks, but she doesn't break the kiss, not until she pulls down lower, just a touch.
>Her canines pierce the flesh of your lip, droplets of blood quickly forming.

>>28774395

>Sunset's mouth moves further still, then; her tongue runs along your bleeding lip, dipping into your mouth to overwhelm you with the taste of iron from your own blood.
>There's a slight sucking sound as you feel more blood pass into her mouth.
>Her eyes swirl with red, drawing you into the teal pools as your positions swap; your eyelids grow heavier as her own rise with wakefulness.
>Slowly, your tongue follows hers on the way out; not of returned desire, but of submissiveness.
>Whatever magic, or seduction, or whatever is causing your willingness to let her lead you, you refuse resistance.
>You could figure out the cause, the symptoms, the meanings later.
>For now, it was just you and Sunset, you were willing to help the one thing that kept you afloat during your darkest moments.
>It was only fair, then, that you be there for the moment of weakness she was experiencing now.
>The inside of her mouth is overwhelming in the taste and scent of blood; yours and hers mixing into a cocktail of both of your life essences with saliva and swirled among tongues.
>Though your tongue is in her mouth, she is in control, wrestling and spreading the crimson fluid between the both of you, little touches and drops caressing your lips and hers.
>She swallows, a low moan of gratification reverberating through her throat even as she licks and sucks for more of your blood.
>Yet, instead of drawing in more to drink, she switches around, leading your own tongue back into your mouth as hers moves in.
>The taste of her blood assaults your mouth, her tongue brushing along your pierced lips, swirling into her mouth, before more of her blood mixed with a hint of your own overwhelms you.
>Slowly, tentatively, and with an uneasy feeling you're giving in to a dark temptation that you can't help but fall into, you swallow.
>A coldness sinks into your stomach, laying there like a lump of frozen iron.
>It spreads into your core as she withdraws for good.

>>28774418

>She pricks your lips a second time, but you barely feel the sting.
>Instead, your mind whirls in a maelstrom of thoughts, each piling atop one another so fast you can barely keep track.
>What was Sunset, was it caused by magic, has she always been like this, what the hell did she do to you-
>Her lips pop from your own, hands trailing down your body, snaking up between clothes as a blush of warmth, real warmth, radiates from her cheeks.
>She's still cold to the touch, but when her face nuzzles yours, you feel a hint of that warmth on her cheeks.
>The pain of the kiss has long since faded, but your entire body still feels hot.
>As if sensing it, Sunset's hands slide and twist around your body, your own slowly following.
>The magic capture device around your neck sits forgotten, even pulled off as your shirt is tugged away.
>Pressed together beneath the covers, parting only to allow clothes to slide away, you both strip to your underwear beneath the blankets.
>The heat lessens, though it remains in an odd duality with the coldness in your stomach.
>Sunset's eyes are tinged with more red then before, you're sure of it, but you barely concern yourself.
>Whatever has happened, your mutual feelings had yet to change.
>You... you love Sunset Shimmer, and from her withdrawal, her concern, her slowness, you feel as if it’s mutual.
>Expressed not in words, but in actions.
>She leans into you again, inhaling your scent (your blood as well, most likely) and brushing her tongue along your neckline, then up to your actual neck.
>You don't resist this time, although she refrains from even parting her mouth wider than her tongue.
>Instead, her hands trail low, rubbing along your body, drawing on your heat as much as heating you up with the friction and smooth touch.
>Your breath begins to come out in ragged pants, your gaze staying with hers, even as she trails little licks and kisses across your neck, red-tinged eyes dominating violet.

>>28774428

>Was this what submission was like?
>You felt as if you could pull away at any time, slide away from Sunset, gather your clothes, and leave without a word.
>Yet you don't, either due to compulsion on the part of the woman you adored, or your own desire to comfort and aid her.
>And, if you were being honest with yourself, your desire for her.
>As far from normal as the current situation is, this was still Sunset showering you with gratitude and affection.
>Something you both had teased and hinted at before, but not had the courage or will to follow through on.
>Now, however, it seems as if both of your inhibitions are gone.
>Her fingers dance along your navel, lower and lower with each touch.
>The other runs along your back, holding you close, drawing heat from your body and feeding the returning warmth of her own skin.
>Likewise, you let one of your hands run through her hair, the other encircling her back, slowly going down to her rear.
>Your bra slackens with a twist of her fingers, your arms sliding it away as her mouth moves lower, your eyes locked together even as her tongue runs along your breast.
>The other, meanwhile, loops a thumb into your panties, pulling them down your legs.
>Not to be outdone, or perhaps still returning the favor, your own hand gropes her rear, drawing a slight moan into your breast, before you follow her lead.
>She pauses as you both pull back a moment, inhaling the scent of your arousal with that same mix of carnal and actual hunger.
>Seeing an opening, you fling her panties aside with the rest of her clothes, sliding two fingers into her practically soaked lips.
>Another moan, louder this time, escapes her lips with a blood-tinged cry.
>"T-Twi-!"
>You rush forward, lips pressing to hers, moans passing into your mouth as your tongue pushes into hers.
>Possessed by desire, you all but impale the appendage upon one of her sharpened teeth, the fang stinging harder than any other sensation before.

>>28774447

>You don't care.
>Whatever was going on, whatever Sunset might have been doing to you, whether she knew it or not, you wanted it.
>Your fingers slide and pump into her pussy, but your own arousal is flowing so quickly your thighs are drenched in it.
>Tongues wrestle together, other nicks and cuts prickling your tongue and lips as you force yourself onto her and she onto you.
>The taste of iron is overwhelmingly strong, mixing with your mutual juices of arousal and lust and love, clouding your head and drawing you into a borderline orgasmic haze.
>You break the kiss, blood filling your mouth as Sunset swallows, but you can only moan and beg.
>Even if it was you giving her pleasure, you feel as if you're on the edge yourself.
"S-Sunset... P-PLEeaase..."
>Her eyes are practically as red as the blood in your veins, though flecks of teal remain like gemstones amidst a sea of crimson.
>Beautiful, haunting, arousing...
>Dominating.
>Yet, she only inclines her head in a small nod, as if you're the one in control.
>Though you had hinted and experimented before with Sunset, you were still a virgin.
>At most, you had quenched the heat in your loins when it distracted you from research and studies, but you had barely felt the touch of another.
>Making out was about as far as you and Sunset got, in all honesty, and of the three or so occasions, one of them had been to silence a few hurtful names and calls at your lack of a lover.
>Those thoughts and doubts were all washed away amidst a sea of pain, pleasure, and blood.
>Her fangs sink into your neck, through the flesh and into carotid artery as if you were paper.
>She drinks deeply, feelings of lightheaded arousal flowing through your brain with each suck and stab and pump.
>Her fingers trail low, against your lower lips as a loud, wanton moan climbs up your throat.
>Sunset doesn't stop, though as she drinks more and more, you feel as if you couldn't stop her anyway.
>That coldness in your stomach erupts.

>>28774466

>First, it's burning hot fire, molten liquid filling your bloodstream and every cell with heat and the unmistakable surge of magic you had sworn off of so long ago.
>And like a switch was flipped, the second Sunset's fingers penetrate you, tearing through your virginity in a mix of blood and the most powerful orgasm you had ever experienced in your life, the sensation turns to ice.
>Frozen chills overwhelm you, your own orgasm being the only thing keeping you from freezing to death on the spot, yet still your arousal flows freely from your lungs.
>Your vision darkens, then pales, then darkens again, every atom going haywire as if Sunset had broken something that was supposed to happen, but didn't because of her actions.
>The pleasure, however, is overwhelming.
>Every continued touch sends lightning bolts of pleasure shooting up your spine and into your brain, threatening to snap your frail psyche like a glass twig.
>And she keeps going.
>She spreads your lips apart as your juices flow freely, her middle finger pumping hard to keep your orgasmic high going.
>You're downing.
>Whether it's in the blood pooling in your mouth, or the pleasure overwhelming your brain, you aren't sure; probably both.
>Your body shakes in cold from the waist up, Sunset's free arm wrapping tightly around you to hold you still as she drinks, and drinks, and drinks.
>You feel as if you brain is going to melt and drip out of your ears, your mind threatens to obliterate itself and render Twilight Sparkle into a puddle of flesh and quivering need for more pleasure to be molded into whatever her mistress Sunset Shimmer wants...
>Your vision starts to darken, eyes unable to focus, before your mind finally gives up, and, just before you pass out, you swear you hear a contented sigh.

>>28774478

>You knock sharply on the front door, thumping lights and some remix of 'spooky scary skeletons' blaring from a stereo system somewhere inside.
>Flash greets you both with a grin, wrapped up in a mix of medical gauze and toilet paper.
>"Hey, Twilight, Sunset, you made it!"
"Heh. Yeah, sorry. We got a little..."
>Sunset steps in as you falter.
>"Preoccupied. I couldn't find my jacket for like a half-hour."
>Flash shrugs it off, taking a moment to admire your costumes.
>You're garbed in a pressed black suit and dress shirt, with a long cape clasped around the collar.
>The material flows like red water and the night sky on the interior and exterior, respectively.
>Sunset, meanwhile...
>Boots stitched with smaller magenta flames than her old outfit's, charcoal black suit and red tie, white gloves stitched with her symbol on the tops, and a long red overcoat; not a perfect replica, but a presentable one.
>The orange sunglasses and wide-brimmed hat helped bring it all together, though.
>Rarity really outdid herself.
>"Hey, I'm just glad you both could make it. I heard you were pretty sick Sunset; feeling better?"
>You both walk in as Flash pulls the door open further, flashing lights, smoke machines, cobwebs, and the like strewn about his house almost as much as outside of it.
>"Heh, you could say that."
>There's a hint of alcohol in the air, and you easily spot your friends relaxing out on the back porch, spotting the tall pink point of Pinkie's witch hat from across a throng of people.
>As you and Sunset pull yourselves away from Flash and go to catch up with the girls, you take a deep breath, licking your lips.
>"Well, look who's rarin' ta go!"
>The farmgirl and your girlfriend share a quick hug as you give the girls a slightly sheepish wave.
>You quickly return back to socially-awkward purple nerd mode.
>It's enjoyable, though, to be with the rest of your circle of friends again.

>>28774520

>Rainbow Dash claps you over the back, clearly approaching drunk-off-her-ass status even with the thick shades from her Neo costume obscuring her face.
>"Nice digs Twilight."
"Thanks Dash, although Rarity did most of the work."
>The fashionista looks pleased as she fans herself, the Victorian dress clearly a bit warm for her, though she seems to be managing.
>"Naturally, darling. Though most of it was embroidery work on my part."
>Sunset just gives her a smile, before sharing a small glance with you and then standing again.
>"I'm gonna go grab us a few drinks. Twilight?"
>You wave a hand dismissively.
>"I-I'll catch up in a minute..."
>She shrugs, but gives you a subtle wink before she's a red shape in the crowd.
>An idea comes to mind.
"Actually, Rarity, could you help me for a moment? I think I might have accidentally torn something before we came over.”
>"Certainly, darling, Applejack, if you would?"
>The farmgirl shrugs, sticking the cloth fan into the over-sized plastic pumpkin she'd been using for her scarecrow costume, and then the two of you are off.
>Shortly after, you slip into basement and then take refuge in the bathroom.
>"Now, let's see what little snag I can patch up, shall we?"
>You chuckle, walking in after her and pulling off your cape and jacket.
>The door clicks behind you, your fingers nimbly moving to lock the door at the same time.
"Of course. Actually, let me just-"
>You unbutton the shirt, watching with a bit of embarrassed bemusement as Rarity blushes; the smell of blood becomes almost unbearable even as your own face grows flush.
>"I-I had no idea you had done full-body makeup, Twilight. Rather hard to pull off. N-Now then..."
>She quickly reaches into her dress and pulls out a sewing kit, turning her gaze from you, though it takes you a moment to realize what she's referring to.
>Just before she gets to work, you step closer, fingers grasping the tip of her chin, causing her blush to intensify.
>"T-Twilight...?"

>>28774541

>You chuckle, then lean closer, lips an inch from her own.
>The shy, awkward facade is cast aside, your desire threatening to overwhelm you.
>You can't help yourself anymore, but resolve to control yourself, if only for your friend's sake.
>Judging by the far-off, glazed look in her eyes, you're fairly certain the cheap contacts you had put in prior to coming had worn off.
"Oh Rarity..."
>You grin, which only cracks wider when her pupils shrink in shocked horror.
"It's not body paint..."
>Your hand clamps over her mouth.

Happy Halloween, /nst/.

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happy pagan holiday, you westeners

>>28774989
>that twi
it hurts

>>28774989
10/10

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>>28773303
>Not knowing Ekwig is kill
She dry humpped a Twist plush until she died of exhaustion.

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Hey guys. Sorry I haven't been super active for a bit. School stress and out-of-town obligations have been keeping me busy.

Will have a Halloween special out tomorrow, and updates of RariTwi throughout the week.

>>28775620
its ok jeff we understand

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Hi again ya'll!

I have something that I thought some of you may be interested in reading, it's something of a side story I wrote a long while back for Big Brother Shining Armor but never really got around to posting. It doesn't necessarily follow Shiney or Twilight, but it revolves around Treehugger.

If ya'll are interested in a spooky story for Halloween, then take a look!

>>28777037

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#ImwithHer

>>28777943
#LockHerUp

>>28777943
If this is really you and you show up for the first time in months to post a meme I'm going to lose all respect for your trap ass

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>>28777943
>>28777967
Ah, so this is how you died.
What was it? Three shots to the head while your hands were tied and you were in a plane that was about to crash in the middle of the ocean?
>>28778000
[:::::::::::::::::;^))))))))))))))))
It's a man with multiple smug chins and a cool hat

>>28778023
2 bullets to the head, Anon.
Still from natural causes, indeed ;^)

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>>28777943
>>28778087
Is this real life? Is that the right trip?

>>28778130
>The right trip.
Every time EQGWF uses a trip it's a different one, so you don't have a way to know.
But I would say it seems plausible.

>>28778130
I'm back and ready to write r9klight

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>>28778205
YOU. FUCKING. WROTE. THIS?!

>>28778230
who knows. Maybe, maybe not
>>28778205
its dead, anon. please dont impersonate me

>>28778251
>It's dead, Jim.
It was a test, I already knew the answer.
Anyway, do you happen to have more like this?:
http://pastebin.com/7zD8EYvZ
This was a good read.

>>28778251
So, Halloween special when?

>>28778251
. ?

So /nst/, I don't know about your shitty timezones but it's already "3spooky5you", the best holiday of the year.
Let's start with the depressing questions:
Have you ever been at your lowest? And "lowest" means, the very moment you start thinking that suicide is an okay choice to do.

>>28778378
NEVER EVER
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>>28778381
I met some of these /nst/ fuckos once and it literally ruined my life

>>28778401
oh my god, stop impersonating me you cucks!
R9k is cancelled for this guy until he apologizes

>>28778339
Maybe tomorrow

>>28778401
I agree, they are the fucking worst.

>"Dr. Nohooves , I'm JOJO"
>On the plane
>"FIRST ONE TO TALK GETS TO STAY ON MY THREAD!"
>"TELL ME ABOUT EQGWFG WHY DOES SHE WEAR THE TRIP?"
>"LOT OF LOYALTY FOR A SHITPOSTER!"
Or he's wondering if you are baitposting
>JOJO turns to the masked anon
No one cared who I was until I put on the tripcode.
>"If I pull off the trip, will you die?"
It would be extremely painful.
>"You're a big girl"
For you.
>"Was being banned part of your plan?"
Of course.
>"Well congratulations, you got yourselves caught."
>"What's the next step of your master plan?"
Crashing this thread
With no survivors.

>>28770681
I'm nerdgasming so hard at this keep up the good work man

>>28778553
Beautiful

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I cant let you guys dead, right?

Hapy. halloween everyonw

>>28779523
Happy All Hallows Eve to you too.

>>28780058
Adorable.

>>28779151
not on the day where the undead walks

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>>28761005
Short update today. Happy Halloween!

>You pout.
"Spike that's not fair, you weren't even hatched yet! She was the only friend I had..."
M:"Speaking of which, I know they're not exactly extinct... but where did you get this little guy? Weren't Psudodragons driven out Albis?"
["Yeah, thanks for that by the way. It's been a real peach not having any pretty girl dragons to talk to..."]
>You frown, giving Spike some more food. It's pretty much your go to for cheering him up.
"My cousin Chrona, well technically God cousin I guess, she gave him to me when Owlicious died. I was hesitant at first to raise him... for obvious reasons, but in the end you can't fight love right?"
>Spike smiles, curling up in your lap.
["Well, I guess you're pretty okay yourself Princess.]
M:"I didn't now you even had an, uh... God cousin? Why would she do that though, I mean obviously your glad she did but... it's like giving a baby wolf to a Sheppard."
>You often asked yourself the same. It was as if she had no doubts you'd spare his life. She just smiled, knelt down, and put the egg in your hands.
"I guess she just knows me better than I do?"
>Moondancer shrugs, pulling her torn sweater over her head. You're caught off guard at her shift in appearance.
>In her sweaty white undershirt, noticeably without a bra, you now see her sweater had been hiding two things.
>The first is her breasts are even larger than you first thought. The sweater had compressed them down from a D to a large B earlier. The second is what you thought was a bit of human plumpness around her stomach and sides was actually a bunched up cloak of Charisma. With the cloak now properly unfurled you see she's actually only a tad softer than a full elf, at least around the middle.
>The combination honestly looks... unnatural. Eerie even. You can only imagine her spine is under constant stress.

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>Moondancer notices you staring, fishing in her bag for a replacement sweater.
M:"Yeah, this is what being half human can do to you. Honestly I'm surprised you look so elven."
"What do you mean?"
>She gestures to all of you.
M:"You don't show any Aasimar traits, aside from your beauty. If it wasn't for the odd coloration of your hair and eyes I'd never think you were anything else."
>You frown, honored to be called beautiful but knowing you can't lie to her again.
"Actually... I need to talk to you about that."
>She looks puzzled, finally finding her other sweater.
"Wait! Um, if you don't mind could we just sit in our pajamas? I don't want you to think you need to hide your body from me..."
>She sighs and drops the sweater on the bed, sitting in front of you.
M:"Okay, what did you want to talk about?"
>You tell her everything you think you can, given the circumstances. At first she's hurt that you lied to her, but when she hears what you are... and how, it's completely replaced with pity.
M:"I'm so sorry Twilight... I didn't know! I couldn't have..."
"It's okay, really. I just thought, I don't know, you deserved to know."
>She envelops you in a pillowy hug. Now that you've had a bit to adjust to her figure, it's not so bad.
"You know, I've read some humans are into the hourglass figure. Maybe your boy will too?"
>She smiles.
M:"Thank you Twilight, I hope your right."
>You spend the rest of the day and night just talking and talking, recapping the lost time.
>Apparently shortly after she arrived in Aurem she was given a letter sealed with the Royal crest of Albis on it containing the deed to the Library in it. She says she lived there up until a few months back after the dragon attacked Rubrem, then joined the party's caravan.
>You wish you had half the events to recap that she did honestly. Castle life was just reading books and sneaking food honestly...

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>>28780664
>Sadly, the following morning arrives and you have to make your way back to the castle.
>Moondancer expects her friends are still there as well, so she happily acts as your body guard.
>Not that you NEED one now that you know to have your spells prepared, but you're honored to have a friend willing to risk their life for you.
>She's kind of like your knight in shining armor, only without the armor.
>On the road you get assaulted by a bear who, surprise surprise, was attracted by the dead horse in the path.
>Moondancer charges at it empty handed, yelling. You resist the urge to ask her what she's doing in favor of preparing a fireball to save her butt.
>However a Katana materializes out of the ether and into her hand, cutting deep into the bears chest.
>Hearing the crackling of your flame, she dodges to the side and distracts the bear as you cast, burning it to cinders.
M:"Not bad! I didn't know you knew combat magic!"
>You nod.
"Well, my father always taught me that if you can't defend yourself you'll end up dead no matter how many guards you hire."
>She looks at all zero of your guards.
M:"Yeah, maybe bring some anyway next time."
"Your magic is cool too! So you can make basic weapons with pure magical energy?"
>She grins.
M:"Not just basic weapons, watch this!"
>She poses dramatically with her hand clenched in a fist out in front of her.
"Frost, bathe my fists in your chilling embrace!"
>Gauntlets appear on her arms as she punches the ground, unleashing a burst of chill on impact. As they vanish you see the spot she punched is frozen.
"Moony that's so cool! Where did you learn to control magic like that?"
>She pauses.
M:"I didn't... that's the problem."
>You raise an eyebrow.
M:"I just feel things and they happen. That's fine when my life is on the line... not so beneficial when you live in a peaceful city.

>>28780740
You forgot the part where the greenhorn paladin is a cuck

>EQG is literally the little girl

>>28780723
Chronos, one little question, did you missed one post between this and this one >>28780740 ?

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>>28780723
"Oh... Yes I imagine not. I'm sorry."
>She shakes her head
M:"No It's fine, I'm getting a lot better at it. Just have to try to keep my feelings in check is all."
["You should take a lesson from me then, the chilest guy in Albis!"]
>She awkwardly stares into your bag to respond.
M":I'll try Spike. You'll have to teach me next time I visit."
["I suppose I can schedule you in between meals, if your lucky!"]
>You both laugh.
>Once you get to the castle you and Moondancer part ways. You are informed by the guards the kingdom has invested in Airborne ship technology, and that the hero's of Albis will be getting the first one. In addition, negotiations with the neighboring nation of Solaris have failed... Albis is going to war.
>Suffice to say the latter catches you firmly off guard. Declaring war on Albis was equivalent to suicide! How could the Royal family of Solaris be so blind?
>Reguardless, as Princess it certainly concerns you that your men will be going to war, expecially with a Great Wyrm on the loose.
>The airship departs, Moondancer on board. You sigh as you try to figure out what to do
>Approaching another guard, you get a description of the hero's.
>An Elan girl named Ellen, white hair and deceptively young looking.
>A Cleric calling himself 'Knight', old and mysterious, covered in armor and face veiled.
>A sapient bear cub named Ursa who wears a possessed Luchador mask, allegedly the spirit of a man my father respected.
>Finally, a greenhorn paladin in armor as clean and new as the morning. He wields an exotic sword from across the great sea, and was smart enough to deduce Donovans race at a glance.
>The female guards were so bold as to call him handsome.
>You don't know how much of that to believe, expecially he part about the bear. Perhaps the 'bear' was just a very hairy man?
>Still though, you hope you get to meet them sometime.

(Ellen played by EQGWF, Knight by JC, Ursa by BBSA and Gaunter by Jojofun)

>>28780892
Naw my phone clipped the first sentence or two, reposted now.

>>28780871
when we started out we had more players and pretty much everyone except JC and myself were little girls

>>28780986
Can confirm. Party was Necrololi, Bearloli, Psychicloli, Scaleloli, Black gay dad, Old Gay dad, and spicy grandpa.

>>28780865
JC please

Will we ever get more storytime of Only War? I liked watching the videos...

>>28781139
There's a bit too much to storytime everything that's happened. But I can try to do write-ups of the most recent arc. It's been pretty crazy.

Harshwhinny died :'^

>>28781149
>Jeff as DM
>Harshwhinny dying

I literally don't believe you.

>>28781139
Here's the really short version:
>Vanya (Techpriest), Alex (Operator), Faydra (Ministorum Priest), Kargle (Ogryn), Lucia (Psyker)
>Ork planet - Meet Tyrina (head techpriest for regiment) and The Admiral. Rocks fall and everyone dies. Commissar Jeb! Bush is killed by Kargle for being a heretic(ripip). Meet AB (Rei or , a loyal soldier. Kill all the orks and leave.
>Tyranid planet - Meet Inquisitor Harshwhinny and Sgt. Limestone. Holy fuck bugs. The Hunchback of Notre Dame on an airship. Lucia gets her eye shot out. Regiment thinks we're dead.
>Chaos mini-arc on the ship - Meet Psyker Moondancer, who is literal garbage. Vanya does shenanigans with Moondancer. Warp storm consumes the ship. Lucia kills a lesser daemon. Vanya gives Moondancer a pair of glasses that makes everything look dirty to cure her corruption.
>Tau planet - Meet Starlight. Party runs directly at a fortress instead of flanking. Lucia dies (but is saved by Fate). Meet Rarity and the other Bush guy (not George) - turns out he's a traitor and he kills Rarity. Vanya and Lucia take down three tanks. Big battle to save Moondancer and the regiment. Moondancer gets outed as possibly being corrupted by Nurgle; Faydra cauterizes her eyes. Back to the ship. Fight a giant fucking Nurgle daemon living in Moondancer's sweater. Blow up the Tau command ship with a giant bomb. Decide not to wait for reinforcements and 9/11 a Tau-held base alone. Fight Jerry, the Most Powerful Tau. Vanya dies (but is saved by Fate). Find out AB has a clone. Starlight becomes Faydra's ward/apprentice.

>>28781288
WHERE IS DOT

>>28781332
>THE BOAT - Admiral decides to throw a party for the regiment in a week. Everyone goes to find dates. Vanya and Alex fight over Moondancer, who it turns out was more involved with Chaos than we expected.
(This next part was actually recorded, so here, I think: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3gRj7EzI00)
>Vanya tells Moondancer he can give her sight back if she becomes a techpriest. Kargle and Faydra come in to kill Moondancer for consorting with Chaos. Kargle asks for a sign for what to do from Raritas (now a saint), and Faydra slips on spaghetti before she can chop Moondancer's head off. Kargle keeps going and is stopped by Faydra slicing his back open. AB goes to get the Admiral. Admiral shows up and decides on Russian Roulette. He "wins" and almost shoots Moondancer, but Vanya stops the bullet with his chest. Vanya dies (but is saved by Fate, which turns into an extra Fate point because of his courage). Moondancer is now traumatized and doesn't want to go to the ball. Vanya tries to cheer her up but fails (turns out spiky metal flowers aren't too great for making someone happy). Faydra convinces her to go to the ball, but not Alex or Vanya. So Alex and Vanya go together, Faydra goes with Starlight, Kargle goes with AB, Moondancer goes with Bromo (who isn't worth mentioning :^)). Admiral gives out awards, and smoke from Moondancer's burnt sweater from a few sessions back turns into Chaos spawn - OH OMNISSIAH NO aaweio;jalm,mna[wo049o;sdjanm,xv. Vanya transfers Moondancer to an Explorator Fleet to get her away from people who want to murder her and train her as a techpriest, per his promise.

>>28781418
>Chaos arc (Current) - Inquisition, Imperial Guard, and Space Marines get together to bash some heretics/hereteks for messing with Chaos stuff and Abominable Intelligence. Meet Ezekiel and the Ezekiels. Harshwinny comes back. Kill a whole bunch of Traitor Guard, Harshwhinny's apprentice dies, Starlight is traumatized. Head down into the catacombs, find a cloning base that made the AB clones (one of which was guarding the super special bomb, so the party knows The Admiral must have known about it and in fact Kargle definitely knows he knows). Also, we fight a miniature EVA unit thing that has AB's face coming out from it. And Vanya found documents mentioning "BC and CD units." So instead of avoiding the clearly obvious trap in which The Admiral kills off a whole bunch of people who could oppose him, we keep heading down into the bowels, where we are now captured by Chrysalis (a heretek), and old man who can't die, a psychic ghost child, and a whole bunch of Chaos people. This was a good plan :^).

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>>28781448
Oy we killed the old man who wouldn't die. He wanted to give us hugs to show how much Chaos loved us, so Kargle hugged him so hard that his spine broke.

Then Lucia slashed him with a Psyker Lightsaber and blasted him to ash with Psyker blasts. Lucia also used her psyker powers to cure Kargle's blindness after the Chaos group blinded him with magic, after which he proceeded to beat the Psychic ghost kid to death?

It was a really awesome scene
Also here's a pic Iceman drew a long while back of our party.

>>28781418
>we are now captured by Chrysalis (a heretek), and old man who can't die, a psychic ghost child, and a whole bunch of Chaos people.
Seems like the entire list of MGSV characters

>>28781480
Making a guess here.
Right to left:
Iceman - Vanya
Sesquame - Lucia
ChurroAnon - Kargle
Literally Tomoko - Faydra
Chronos - Alex

>>28777281
Disregard this link by the way! If ya'll are interested in a spooky Treehugger story, you can find the beginning here

>>28781540

You're real close. You mixed up Iceman and Chronos, otherwise you got it!

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Would people be interested, considering the holiday, in a one-on-one RP campaign with BBSA as the player featuring Zombie Shonen Applejack?

http://pastebin.com/fbi0X8Bj

There's 5 sessions done so far, here's the first one. There's dykeshit in the later ones.

>>28781721
5/5, you guessed it.

Or you cheated, I think I've said who's who in an earlier thread or watched the video. But there's no way we could ever know that, so whatever. :^)

>>28781721
Wait, shit, I misunderstood what you were doing. If you went right to left, then you got everyone except Kargle wrong. If you meant left to right, then also no, you messed up Faydra and Lucia.

>>28781909

Has anyone read this and is interested in the rest?

>>28782251
Apple is always good, but this isn't /nat/. I'd still read the rest.

>>28782312
http://pastebin.com/39aGs8dB
http://pastebin.com/G7TvshNu
http://pastebin.com/iX8yCL0u

>implying nst is about scitwi

>>28781990
I put Kargle in the middle of Lucia and Faydra. I could have said that he was behind them but I didn't saw Kargle's elbow so he should be before Lucia, I think.

>>28781990
Oh and I meant left to right, sorry.
And I didn't saw the eyepatch before I posted.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpJ-27cVHBw
["There's lots of spooky things waiting for the unsuspecting person out there in this world..."]
["Ghosts... Vampires... Werewolves... Skeletons... Shimmigrants..."]
["Some people say they don't exist, but for those of us with paranormal experiences, we know all too well that they do..."]
["And one girl has been out there fighting to expose the truth for the last two and a half months..."]
["Her name? Trixie Lulamoon! Welcome back to another episode of: THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE'S PARANORMAL INVESTIGATI—"]
>The TV screen blips into darkness
>"Hey! Trixie was watching that! Starlight, I demand you immediately turn the television back on and sit down with Trixie right now!"
>Trixie grumbles to herself as you walk by with the remote
>She's cocooned in that blanket she always carries around, giving you the stink eye
"Or, I could just turn it off and go read a book in the next room and pretend I'm not dating a retard for the next... Two minutes before you come in to annoy me. I could get two minutes further into my copy of 'Methodologies of the Oppressed', maybe."
>You hear a loud groan
>"That Glimmist crap is going to poison your brain you dummy. Now get back here, we can still catch the other fifty-six minutes of Trixie's favorite show! Maybe you'll learn something actually useful in the real world!"
>No one ever respects your research on undocumented shimmies
"Whatever... The fewer Trixies in my life, the better, I think. Why don't you get off your ass and actually do something outside today?"
>Trixie holds up her index finger, "akshually"
"Ugh."
>"One: Trixie went to the doctor last week and the doctor said Trixie is in PEAK physical condition and doesn't need to go outside or stop eating junkfood."
"Your 'doctor' is a shut-in stoner! Stop listening to her for medical advice!"
>"B: Today is Nightmare Night. Only a fool would leave the safety of their own home on a night like this! There could be skeletons out there!"

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>>28783017
>You can't believe you're hearing this out of a fully grown woman...
>If you didn't know any better, you'd say she was joking
>Memeing shittily at you
>But no, Trixie's been watching that Paranormal Investigations garbage long enough that she's actually starting to believe it
>She's giving you this smug grin like she's just trounced you; skeletons could be out there so she doesn't need to do anything!
>Right
"Trixie."
>"Starlight."
"I spent three hours yesterday trying to find you a last minute Nightmare Night costume. You're going out and you're going to like it."
>She squirms on the couch
>"No! The Great and Powerful Trixie will do no such thing! The costume isn't even that good..."
"I SPENT FIVE HUNDRED CREDITS ON IT!"
>Your blood boils as Trixie crosses her arms
>That's it
>You don't even listen to her blabber on about skeleton men roaming the streets at night looking for young dykes to spook
>You pick up the Trixie ball, blanket and all
>Her puny fists beat against you
>"NO DON'T THERE'S SKELETONS OUT THERE!"
"There's skeletons inside people you moron, of course there's skeletons out there!"
>Trixie squeaks as you begin nearing the front door
>"D-Don't say that! Th-That's how they get you, they can wear human skin and you won't even know it's a skeleton you're talking to instead of a real person!!"
>You stop
"Trixie, you didn't know?"
>"K-Know what?"
"I have a skeleton inside me."
>You put her in a vice grip as she begins trying to escape
>For someone in 'peak physical condition', she's not very strong
>"W-WHAT DID YOU DO WITH STARLIGHT, YOU SKELETAL FIEND?! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU WEREN'T REAL! STARLIGHT LOVES WATCHING THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE'S PARANORMAL INVESTIGATIONS!"
"NO I DON'T I HATE IT AND I TELL YOU THAT EVERY TIME!"
>"SH-SHE ONLY SAYS THAT BECAUSE SHE'S BEING TSUNDERE FOR TRIXIE!"

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>>28783078
this is p good, famichi

Also, anyone waiting for 90DB, I'm sorry. I've had a lot of work lately, setting up for Spookmas and Skele-proofing my house.

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>>28783078
>While Trixie is yammering retarded nothings into your ear, there's a knock on the door
"Shush, okay?"
>"You can't tell Trixie what to do! She will be quiet because she chooses to be quiet, not because you told her to be..."
"Whatever."
>This was a little early for trick-or-treaters
>You were hoping to see some cute little shimmies out and about
>Maybe some Trixies
>Maybe
>Just not little Twilights running around with unchecked purple privilege
>The thought of Twilights receiving free candy disgusted you honestly
[Knock knock]
"Coming!"
>You move over to the door, dipping a hand into your nice bowl full of orange starbursts on a nearby stool
>It's nice, because they're all the same color and people feel equally disdainful about each one
>Some kids might like other colors more, so perhaps if you got all pink ones some children would LOVE them while others would only like them
>But this way, everyone wins by losing together!
"Hello—oohhh fuck it's you."
>"Namaste my starry-eyed friend."
>"TREEHUGGER!"
>"Namaste to you as well, my tiny friend."
>There she is, Trixie's homeopathic 'doctor', in her weedstoner glory, dressed up as...
>Horns... Red skin... Sharp teeth... Pitchfork...
"Is... Is that a Sunset Demon costume? Do... Do you understand that that's cultural appropriation? Do you understand that your actions—"
>The stoner holds her hands up
>"Woah, dude, chill. I'm not dressed up as a shimmigrant—"
>You grimace at the word
>"I'm Capitalism! Duh!"
>"DUH, Starlight, oh my gosh. Why would you even assume that?"
"I-I-I didn't a-assume I just... Shut up and come inside! Ugh."

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>>28783196
please, go on

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>>28783196
>Treehugger pushes her way into your house in her... "Capitalism" costume
>Is this what people think of you?
>That while you're battling systems of oppression through your socially conscious blog, ensuring people understand the historical context of their microaggressions against Shimmies and Trixies, and working tirelessly to stop the rise of the next Tirek in Trumplight and his racist/homophobic/xenophobic/etc supporters...
>That people think you're some kind of stoner idiot who goes out in a shitty "Capitalism" costume on Nightmare Night?
>If people didn't have this stereotype in their heads about the kind of work you did, maybe—
>Trixie scampers out of your arms and throws hers around Treehugger
>"Trixie is so glad you came! Now her two favorite people are here!"
>Treehugger ruffles Trixie's hair, standing about half a head taller than you, and a head and a half or so taller than Trixie
>"Of course I came, my little dude."
"Just don't invite a bunch of your random stoner friends this time, okay? My house smelled like weed for a month, and someone took a dump in my sink!"
>Treehugger smiles and nods
>"Of course, Glimglam. But it's not like that was so bad... Those kinds of life experiences build character and make us who were are, you know?"
"Don't fucking try to pass off 'someone shitting my sink' as some kind of life lesson to me!"
>Trixie turns to you and pouts
>"You made Trixie clean it up anyways..."
"Y-You offered to do it yourself!"
>Her pout turns into a furrowed gaze and you gulp
>"Trixie offered to do it herself because you were crying for three hours in the bathroom making zero progress."
"BLEH. Whatever, fine fine. Welcome to my home, Treehugger. Still don't fucking bring your friends here, but whatever, it's nice to have you."

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>>28783333
>You give her a strained smile
>She gives you her stupid genuine one, and you can tell by the redness in her eyes that she's already high as balls
>In fact, you literally cannot remember a single interaction with her in which she did not seem to be on some sort of substance
>"Oh, hey, did you guys want to go watch the new episode of The Great and Powerful Trixie's Paranormal Investigations?"
>"OH YES OF COURSE THAT'S TRIXIE'S FAVORITE SHOW!"
>They let out synchronous 'Woo!'s and head to the couch
>Tonight really is a fucking Nightmare Night...

["—anyone out there? Please, if anyone is out there and you're like a ghost who wants to talk with Trixie, please, talk into this microphone!"]
>['FWOOSH']
["WOAH HOLY SHIT DID YOU GUYS CATCH THAT?!"]
["Guys, okay, Trixie here... This is probably the best proof of ghosts ever recorded by literally anyone ever. Here, take a listen to this recording we got on our handheld voice recorder!"]
>["schschshchschishcoishcosihcshcoshcoishcoisc"]
["Play it again."]
>["schschshchschishcoishcosihcshcoshcoishcoisc"]
["Did you hear that? I made it out as clear as day! It said 'Hello, my name is Trixie, I am a ghost and definitely exist'!"]

>"WOAH, GUYS, THIS EVIDENCE IS MIND-BLOWING!"
>Trixie wiggles in her seat giggling, yelling about 'vindication'
>Treehugger just leans forward towards the TV screen, scratching at her chin
>"Duuuuuuudes... This shit is intense. I never really believed in ghosts before but—"
"Are you both retarded? Serious question. That was a load of baloney. It's a bunch of static that she just SAYS sounds like whatever nonsense she said it sounded like. All I heard was noise, and—OW!" Trixie lands a surprisingly strong wallop on your shoulder "What was that for?"
>"Y-You're slandering one of the most successful Trixies just to feel better about yourself because YOU didn't prove ghosts exist!"
"N-No I'm not! I'd never slander a Trix of Oppression!"
>"Woah uncool dude, that's a little offensive."

>>28783196
One would think that Starlight would be deep into homeopathy.

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>>28783426
"I-I-I would never... I-I'm sorry, Trixie, please forgive me for—"
>Trixie just breaks out laughing
>So does Treehugger
"N-Nani?!"
>"No one cares as much about that stuff as you do," Trixie says, booping your nose
"Oh... Whatever! Point still stands, this show is bad and you should feel bad for liking it!"
>"YOU should feel bad for being a big dumb dummy! If you really want to understand Trix culture you need to start understanding that all Trixies have the best possible taste in TV shows."
>Of all the Trixies in the multiverse, you just had to get the most infuriating one
>During your bickering, you fail to notice Treehugger get up
>When she comes back, she's got a handful of candy
>"Glimglam, you've got amazing taste in candy, dude. Orange starbursts are the BEST."
"But that's wrong. I got them because they suck!"
>"They don't suck to me. Plus, I hear orange keeps the skeletons away."
>"WOAH WHAT?!" Trixie slaps her hands against her face in awe, "TRIXIE WILL NOW WEAR ORANGE EVERYWHERE!"
>"Yeah man, the government doesn't want you to know about orange."
"EVERYONE STOP BEING DUMB FOR LIKE ONE SECOND!"
>Treehugger fumbles the starbursts in hand, dropping them all over the couch, coming down pitter-patter in dull thuds against the wood floor
>"I know it's Nightmare Night but woah chill down the harsh vibes dude, please."
"DON'T TELL ME TO CHILL! YOUR FRIEND TOOK A SHIT IN MY SINK!"
>"Man, do you gotta keep bringing that up?"
"IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY!"
>Treehugger shrugs
>"I could give you something to chill you out if you want, Glimglam, cause I'm noticing some major anger problems. I'm a doctor, y'know."
>Trixie places a hand on your chest and nods
>"Trixie thinks her doctor friend is right. You just need to chill out, Starlight."
"Ugh! Things would be so much easier if everyone were more like me, and, you know, not totally stupid."
>"Ha, dude, that's such a Starlight thing to say."
"Oh shut it!"

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>"You see, I really have wanted to make it so that people get the idea that these folk, who are eating their potatoes by the light of their little lamp, have tilled the earth themselves with these hands they are putting in the dish, and so it speaks of manual labor and — that they have thus honestly earned their food. I wanted it to give the idea of a wholly different way of life from ours — civilized people. So I certainly don’t want everyone just to admire it or approve of it without knowing why."
-Van Gogh
Just read that, it's like watching an interview of Sean Murray explaining to you how his game is the best thing ever.
And the letters to his friend after he criticized his painting sound almost like he was tsundere for him.

>>28783550
I once took a shit in the ceiling of a friend's house. That was a funny day.

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>>28783550
>Treehugger offers you some 'special' brownies but obviously you say no
>She did bring over some beers though, which you're fine with
>Beer's no vodka, but a drink's a drink
>You just hope Trixie doesn't get as smashed as last time she drank
>Drunk Trixie might as well be Lobotomy Trixie...

["Welcome back to The Great and Powerful Trixie's Paranormal Investigations! Before the break, we just discovered that one of our camera crew might actually be a skeleton!"]
>["Guys, seriously, stop. You're scaring me."]
["Look! It's pretending to have the human emotion of fear in order to trick us!"]
>["G-Guys? Please. I-I-I'm just an intern. I left the Shimmer Coalition like a week ago, please, I'm not a skeleton! S-Stop! Let go of me!"]

"What the fuck?"
>Trixie shushes you
"No, this went from being funny to just being really uncomfortable. This is blatant Shimsploitation!"
>"She's a skeleton! Q-Quiet! I-I want tooooooooo watch the rest, so shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
"God you're drunk."
>"Trixie cannot get... Drunk... She is in peak physical condition. Her liver is like iron, and what you see before you is merely the ILLUSION of drunkenness yoooooouuuuuu stink face..."

["We just brought our 'intern' to a lab for investigation. Upon X-Raying her body, we discovered she was indeed harboring a skeleton inside of her!"]
["Okay guys, start the rescue mission! We'll cut the skeleton out and free our intern from its control!"]
["GUYS PLEASE STOP I'M NOT A SKELETON!"]

>You grab for the remote again and turn off the television
"This show is exploitative trash!"
>Trixie tries to wrest the remote from your hands, but she's not much of a challenge for you
>"GIVE IT BACK!"
"NO!"
>"GIVE!"
"NO!"
>Treehugger just leans back and stretches on the couch
>"I'm surprised it hasn't hit you guys yet because I am riding this stuff so hard right now"
>Both you and Trixie stop dead in your tracks
"W-What are you talking about?"

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>>28783753
Okie dokie folks that's it for now. Happy Nightmare Night you loser cucks.

>Boys and girls of every age, wouldn’t you like to see something cringe.
>Come with us and you will see, this our thread of NST.

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>>28783765
It's good to have you back, sentient roach.

Alright dudes. Here's Part 1 of a super-spooky Halloween green I've been working on.

>Freezing-cold days are almost never taken as a good omen, but you’ve always found some comfort in them
>You make your way to the bus stop through mounds of dead leaves, your breath whispering from between your lips in little, ghostly trails
>The cold’s embrace invigorates you; it feels almost like you can count every rotted leaf as they swirl past you in clumps, tangling against your shoes
>You are Twilight Sparkle, and this is your first day as a transfer student into Crystal Prep
>And, if all goes well, it’ll be one of your last
>You sling your backpack over your shoulder, and root through it until you find the mission briefing
>It’s been well-disguised as a Power Ponies notebook, complete with sparkly Masked Matterhorn stickers
>You leaf through it until you come to your newest target, scanning her information for fifteenth time
>At this point, you’ve practically memorized her entire file, but you might as well be sure
>Being absolutely sure of things has always been one of your strongsuits, after all
[Name: Sugarcoat
Apparent Age: 15
Actual Age: Approximately Same as Apparent
Turning Date: Unknown
Genus: Homo-Vampyrus
Species: Draco
Known Abilities: None
Known Affiliations: Family, Crystal Preparatory Academy
Known victims: None
Suspected victims: Coco Pommel, Trender J. Hoof, Lyra Heartstrings
Potential Future Victims: Mi-Amore Cadenza—]
>As before, you stop reading at Cadence’s name

>>28783786
>This is NST, this is NST, autists scream in the middle of night
>This is NST, everybody make a scene, banepost and argue till scruffy came to nuke.
>It’s our thread, everybody cringe, in this thread of NST
>I am the one always lurkin of this thread, silently judging your lack of writting skill.
>I am the one hiding under anonimosity, shitposting this place till it burns down to hell
>This is NST, this is NST, NST, NST, NST, NST.
>In this thread we call home, everyone hail to the dykeshit song
>In this thread, don’t we love it now, everybody’s waiting for the next greentext
>Round that corner, then, hiding in the trash cans, something’s waiting now to update and how you’ll..
>cringe, this is NST, Purple and blue and neon pink too,
>Aren’t you cringing? Well, that’s just fine.
>say it once, say it twice, take a chance and roll the die, ride with the moonie in the dead of night
>Everybody cringe, everybody cringe, in our thread of NST
>I am the writefag with a smug face, Cucking your self inserts only for the keks
>I am the (you) when you call “bunch of cucks!”,
>I am the deeper lore through your multiversal crap
>I am the shitposter of the moons at night, filling your dreams to the brim with DEUS VULT
>This is NST, this is NST, NST, NST, NST, NST.
>Tender shippings everywhere, life’s no fun without good dykeshit, that’s our job but we’re not cucks
>in our thread of NST.
>In this thread, don’t we love it now, everyone’s waiting for the next greentext.
>EQGWritefag might comeback someday and finish R9klight.
>make you cringe out of your skin!
>This is NST, everybody cringe, won’t you please make way for a very big guy
>Our man Jeff is king of the dykeshit circlejerk, everyone hail to the dykeshit king
>Now, this is NST, this is NST, NST, NST, NST, NST
>In this thread we call home everyone hail to the dykeshit song
>La la la la la, la reeeeeee...

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>>28783796
>It hurts to much, to imagine her in some monster’s clutches
>Thankfully, The KnightMare Organization agents set to guard her haven’t reported any vampiric activity… yet
>You intend to intercept this Sugarcoat before anything can happen
>Skipping over Cadence’s name, you scan over the final section of the report, which lists Sugarcoat’s personal files
[Known personality traits:
-Proud
-Reserved
-Currently friendless
-Susceptible to flattery
-Distrustful
-Turned at a young age; potentially lonely]
>The last line is the one that sticks in your head the most
>Potentially lonely…
>As much as you hate to think it, you empathize with her a little
>Having the world of the supernatural thrust on you at a young age makes it difficult to even speak to others without mistrusting them, let alone make friends
>In a weird way, you pity her…
>In the deep pockets of your hoodie, your hand curls around a long, narrow wooden spike
>Barely bigger than a pencil, but sharpened and petrified enough to cleave through bone
>…but her loneliness will be over soon