Octavia thread Green edition

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>>28811690
Q T BURRO

continuing where I left off
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> Your thoughts seemed to get the best of you.
> Their constant bickering was getting annoying.
> You would go almost as far as to say that they drove you over the edge.
> 'I can't let this mare get to me.' you say to yourself as you look at the unfinished viola laying in front of you.
> No matter how hard you tried to look at it with rose tinted glasses, you kept seeing the flaws.
> Flaws that you shouldn't have made,
> Flaws that were too easy to miss.
"Why am I starting to see these things now?!"
> Anger soon flooded your veins as you swiped an arm across the table.
> Successfully clearing it of its once precious cargo.
> The viola you worked hard on now a lay battered on the old wood floor.
> And that’s when it hit you.
> An idea popped into your head seemingly out of nowhere
> Whether it was your pride or anger giving you this idea, you could not tell.
> Smiling at the prospect of it, you reached up and gathered the required utensils.
> You weren't going to stay up all night designing its frame,
> You weren't going to abandon your viola,
> Lastly, but most importantly,
> You were NOT going to make a cello.

>>28811743
> You awaken from your slumber by three hard knocks.
> 'it’s a hard knock life fo-'
> That’s enough of you brain.
> And just like that, your day was already starting to look up.
> Tearing your face away from the desk you watch the unfinished diagram drop from your cheek.
> Well you were going to watch it until another three knocks stated their presence.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming."
> Getting up and off your work stool; you make your way over to the front door.
> Opening it up you come to see the wall-eyed mail mare everyone seems to love.
> "Good morning Anonymous!" Derpy happily chirp’s.
> You really wish you shared her enthusiasm.
"Good morning, got mail for me?"
> With a small nod, she reached back into her mailbag and produced a small letter.
> "That seems to be it, have a wonderful day!" She claims before taking off.
"Huh, she actually took off this time."
> With her out of the way you look down at your letter.
> It had a fancy seal and all, so maybe it was an invitation to this gala you kept hearing about.
> Tearing the envelope open you read its contents.
"Dear Mr. Anonymous... blah blah blah... 500 bits! Ah, shit I forgot about that deal I made with the woods pony."
> And just like that, you tossed the letter aside.
> For even in this pony infested world, dept still has a way of following you.
> Closing the door behind you, you make your way to the back of the shop and up the stairs.
> This, of course, was where you lived.

>>28811751
> A nice shower, a couple slices of bread and of course a change of clothing.
> It took just shy of two hours, but in the end, you felt like a new man.
> Going back down the stairs you come across your workbench again.
> The diagrams and pencils laid scattered all about.
> You, however, didn't really care.
> You had to get the maple wood ready for shaping, and what better way to do it then to plane it.
> The thought of hard work sparked another idea.
> Instead of using traditional maple for the back and sides, you thought of using a nice piece of willow.
> The material would surely strengthen the overall structure.
> Plus you had an extra log or two from your last project.
> Looking over the diagrams once more you made your decision.
> The willow would be an excellent choice for the instrument.
> It's slightly darker color will go nicely with the overall look as well.
> Having no doubts that it would do just as good of a job as maple, you wandered over to the planks of wood you had bought from that woods pony.
> Silly pony, you should always ask for money upfront.
> With your next masterpiece taking shape, you put the plainer to the wood and get to work.
> And work you did, plaining this one plank of wood seemed to take forever.
> That was also just the maple, you didn't even want to think about the willow.
> Removing the sweat from your brow you look up at the clock.
> 6:00pm
> You had another hour or so before fiddlesticks performance
> Placing down the hand planer you walk back upstairs to take the second shower of the day.

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I CAN'T STOP MASTURBATING TO HER
PLEASE SEND HELP

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>>28812392
Why would you want to stop anon?

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>>28812646
A-anon, my penis hurts...

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>>28812392
>implying you should even want to stop

lol i bet u like real girls

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>>28811743
I added your story to the master list.

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Goodnight thread, stay safe

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>page 8

>>28813524
>having to bump

back to 1

>>28811763
> Seeing as you have a full hour to get to the bar you take your time in the shower.
> The dirt and sweat you earned from your hard labor swirled around the drain, never to be seen again.
> Like all showers were, it was very therapeutic.
> Your troubles were washing away, like chaff before the wind.
> Before long you were all ready for the bar.
> A bar that evidently you have yet to visit.
> Not like you were a social butterfly to begin with.
> It's just that Ponyville was kinda a small town.
> letting your mind wonder you shut off the water valve and dry yourself.
> Walking into your room with a towel around your waste you waste no time getting dressed up.
> Nothing special, just a casual t-shirt and denim jeans.
> Looking yourself over in the mirror you give yourself a small nod.
> 'not bad, not bad at all.' You say to yourself.
> Having to make instruments all day, every day, really tones your arms.
> Too bad you couldn't say the same things about your legs.
> You really need to work on that.
> Shrugging the mental thoughts away you make your way down the stairs and out the front door.
> Tonight was quite a nice night.
> The stars were out and the air had a nice nip in it.
> Hands down the best part was that it was Friday.
> You could easily get wasted tonight and not have to worry about the side effects tomorrow.
> The jingle of bits in your pocket seemed to agree with that statement.
> With the wind against your back you traverse the lone dirt road all the way to the tavern.

>>28817017
> The muffled sounds of music and laughing could be heard outside as you walked up to the door.
> As you push the door open the music is the first thing to hit you.
> the strong twang of country music seemed to slap you right in the face as you took your first step in.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dLMSppv-xCI
> Of course
> Fiddlesticks would play at a country bar.
> Obviously, country wasn't really your forte, but that didn't mean that you completely avoided it.
> In fact, there was a little part of you that liked it.
> You always said, a true musician can atone to all genre’s.
> Everyone obviously had their own preferences, and for you, it was classical.
> The kind of music that everyone seemed to hate in high school and college.
> Continuing your walk into the bar you come to see Fiddlesticks sitting in a booth.
> There was a pony talking to her, but you couldn't see who it was due to the booth obstructing your vision.
> Fiddlesticks, however, took notice and waved you down.
> Her devious smile told me one thing,
> She fucking owed me 2 bits.
> Walking up to the booth you come to see the other pony that was there.
> Her raven-black hair speaking more than words.
> 'What the hell is she doing here?' you say to yourself as you move your gaze back to Fiddlesticks.
> "You actually came Anon!"
"And miss-"
> 'the booze'
"- your performance. No way."

>>28817033

> "Aw thank you Anon, I know you’re going to love it."
> You highly doubted it. Country just didn't strike a chord with you.
> As you thought that you looked back over to Octavia in the booth.
"How do you know Octavia?"
> Your question seems to surprise Fiddlesticks.
> Octavia, on the other hand, is trying to hide her embarrassment.
> "Octavia's my sister!" Fiddlesticks yells out for everyone to hear.
> You broke my stare and looked back towards Fiddlesticks.
> You would have been surprised if you didn't think of this before.
> They were practically the same pony with different colors.
> Octavia tried to sink into the booth, clearly not enjoying this little encounter.
> Was she ashamed of having Fiddlesticks as a sister?
> 'I mean she was a special kind of different, but she was her sister.' You comment to yourself.
> Wait does that mean she's related to applejack then?
> Shaking that thought out of your head you slide into the booth next to Fiddlesticks.
"I guess that explains why you two look so much alike."
> "We're actually twins, I was the one that recommended her to try out your shop."
> Wow, Fiddlesticks is kinda acting like a real bro right now.
> You looked over to Octavia with a warm smile.
> Your efforts were rewarded by a cold stare in return.
> 'Looks like we're going to need a drink or two get her winded down.'
> And just like that, you wave down a server.

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>>28817071
This can ONLY lead to sex with the poner twins.

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bump

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bed bump

bamp

>>28820821

>>28821609

bermp

>>28824111
Why is she so pretty?

>>28824154
Only Mama knows.

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>>28824111
We may never know Anon.

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You guys really need to remember to bump your threads.

>>28817071

> Holy shit this mare can drink.
> You thought you were doing well when you finally got tipsy after a couple beers
> But this mare, she downed her red wine like it was water.
> Yeah, you’re not kidding either it was full blown wine. Which is like double the alcohol content of beer.
> How she managed to find red wine in a bar like this you'll never know.
> After her ninth glass you had it in your mind that it was some sort of juice rather than wine.
> Oh how you were wrong
> One sample sip later and that wine slapped you across the face like an old ex.
> Long story short you're pretty wasted at this point; while Octavia the mare you were trying to wind down is just barely tipsy.
> "And here I thought you would be sober for my performance" Fiddlesticks states as she comes back from the stage.
> In all honesty, you didn't even hear a note she played.
> You were too busy trying to get this mare drunk.
> Truly is funny how things work out eh.
"What you mean, pretty stage like you played good up on that mare."
> Yup, you were drunk alright...
> Despite her obvious disappointment; Fiddlesticks giggled at your response and turned her attention to Octavia.
> "What did you do to him Tavi?" Fiddlesticks asks.
> Octavia shrugs as she takes another long swig.
> Fuck man, wine is supposed to be savored not chugged, that’s why beers a thing.
> "Well how in Tartarus is he supposed to get home now." Fiddlesticks comments looking at you.
"What! I'm perfectly fine." You say downing another beer.
> After chugging the whole beer in one gulp you successfully prove yourself wrong by passing out.

>>28828658
> You are Octavia, and you better be fucking honored.
> Anonymous had just passed out after stating he was fine.
> It was pretty cliché, but adorable in its own kind of way.
> "You see!" Fiddlesticks lectures as she points towards the sleeping human.
"He would have been alright if he paced himself like me."
> Who were you kidding, every time you told him you were going to the little fillies room, you vomited up all the wine in your system.
> By the time you came back he was done another three beers.
> You don't know why but that little drinking game brought out a side of you, you never knew you had.
"it's not that hard to lug around his body."
> Fiddlesticks seems to smirk at your response.
> "Well if you think it's so easy, then you go and do it." Fiddlesticks replied.
> Before you could get a word in your sister was long gone.
> Your smile fades as you realize the responsibility that she had bestowed upon you.
"Well, no time like the present."
> Getting up you nudge Anon with your muzzle, sadly he doesn't get up.
> Doing it again, he just swats your face away with his hand.
"Why I never!"
> Using final measures you reach up and smack the back of his head.
> and... now he’s not breathing. Oh, sweet Celestia did you just kill him?
> Panic setting in you place both hooves on his shoulder and start to shake him.
> His only response was to fall sideways in the booth.

>>28828667
> 'you've done did it now.' You say to yourself as you look towards the unmoving body of anonymous.
> You're about to be the first mare to kill an extraterrestrial being.
> cool.
> Back to reality, oops there goes gravity, you climb on top of anonymous to get a better look at the situation.
> He, in fact, wasn't breathing, and his whole body was motionless.
> Taking a deep breath you do what any first aid pony would do in this situation.
"are you choking?!"
> No response... you wonder why.
> Moving towards the next stage you commence CPR
> In truth you didn't know how to do it, but you did watch somepony else do it.
> It didn't look that hard, so you just copied what they did and place your mouth against his.
> One large breath latter and you realized something very important.
> You were technically kissing Anonymous right now.
> Fighting the growing blush on your cheeks you come back up for some more air before going down again.
> One more go at it and Anonymous starts to cough.
> Do I ask if he's choking now?
> Your question is never answered however as Anon sits up in his spot.
> which would have been fine if you weren’t currently sitting on his chest.
> One small tumble later and you’re looking at the ceiling of the bar.
> "What you doing down there Octavia?" Anon asks looking over the booth.
> You resist the urge to hit him on the back of the head again.
> The only thing preventing you is the knowledge that you could potentially kill him.
> Like you almost did last time.
> Not only that but he was pretty drunk as it is.
> You would be surprised if he remembered anything in the morning.

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Why have the Octavia threads become so inactive? Almost all the posts are just bumps. I remember when even without green the thread was still active with anons talking to each other about whatever was on their minds; even if it wasn't Octavia related. They were good threads just to come hangout and chill in. Now it's more like watching a graveyard being slowly filled with corpses.

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>>28828363
Don't tell me what to do! You're not even my real mom!

>>28830011
>absolutely_disgusting.png in vinyl's face

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Bump for the writefag

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>>28829278
I don't know to be honest. /mlp/ in general has become a lot slower, and to be honest, I quite like it. Yeah, some threads, likes this one, are a crawl, but the board as a whole feels a lot more comfier now. Also there are a lot less shitposters.

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>>28829278
What do you want to talk about Anon?

>>28832291
Why is Greydonk your favorite horse?

For me it's the British thingy and the fact she's the cutest poner.

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>>28832362
Greydonk is not my favourite horse, but I think that she is very cute and would make for an exceptional romantic partner.
She would be the right combo of lewd, romantic, funny and serious,

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>>28832460
>Greydonk is not my favourite horse
You fackin wut m8? Get out.

>she is very cute and would make for an exceptional romantic partner.
>right combo of lewd, romantic, funny and serious,
This heretic is correct about a few things, at the very least.

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>>28832362
Well, she is the cutest pone for one. I am fond of her color scheme and the British qualities that she possesses, as well as her posh demeanor. Plus, I've always enjoyed classical music, and the bittersweet sounds of cello itself.

>>28832502
> British qualities that she possesses, as well as her posh demeanor.
+2 points into Cute. +2 points in Fuck.

> right combo of lewd, romantic, funny and serious,
+4 Cute points. +2 points into Fuck.

This gives Octavia an overall score of 6 Cute and 4 Fuck. As reference, Twilight scored a 3 Cute and 5 Fuck when I did the same test. This proves Octavia is better then Twilight.

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>>28832499
Like I said, Octavia would make for an exceptional partner. But sadly... Twilight simply does more for me.

I'd like it if her voice was a little younger and neutral as opposed to posh and mature. Then she also secretly spoke germane. Thats my headcanon though
>But SoL!
not canon for me.

>>28832593
Refer to.
>>28832537


>>28832502
>>28832593
Octavia is the best, bottom line.

>>28828687
This is entertaining. Keep going.

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>>28832362
Colour scheme, for starters. In a world filled with technicolour pastel ponies, it's nice to have something a little more subdued (I have a bit of a reserved personality, so I see Octavia as something of a reflection of myself: in a world filled with people more outgoing than myself, I'm the more demure one).

Overall looks is a second. I'm a bit of a pretentious knob so I like a classier sort of appearance, and a general appreciation for tje
"finer" things in life.

Interests. I'm a classicist (piano and violin), so I can fully appreciate a talented cellist. Plus, I absolutely love, *love* playing music with others, so the thought of a capable cellist to play duets with is an attractive one.

The personality - that very posh but slightly smarmy, smug demeanour. Not necessarily in a demeaning fashion, more that she's challenging others to be better than they are.

And of course, kinkiness. I think she'd make an amazing dom in sex.

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>>28832868
Addendum: plus, because of her almost-snooty attitude, it makes her extra-adorable when being cute. It's kinda like Twilight being adorkable.

>>28832868
>>28832894
A lot of thought went into your justification of having Octavia as a waifu, didn't it? I can respect that.

>>28832362
She is my everything. I'm losing weight for her, I'm learning how to play the Cello, and I've been learning how to play the Erhu. While I don't exactly like the voice they gave her, Im sure its bound to change in the future, and love finds a way. I'm Down 7 pounds in the last month from 217 to 210. Trying to get to 180. I've managed to join an ensemble despite introducing music so late into my life. Her portrayal in various greens through the years have essentially sculpted her character to me. Stories like Love what you can by Jeff Mango. While she wouldn't be tsundere, she'd be close and eventually just drop being high and mighty while we love each other until we die in Equestria. Mature, affectionate, always being able to hold herself above others at times, and just as strong and fertile as any earth pony, not to mention intellectual and cute. I could ramble on for the rest of my pathetic life about why I want to be with her, why I would sacrifice seeing and talking to family and friends to go and live in Equestria with her. I pray that I come home to see her sitting and waiting with a comforting smile, wake up to her wrapped around me, or that some bad accident would happen and I would be in a coma, dreaming away about her until the plug is pulled. She is real, but shes just not here. Until that time comes where I get to see her, I will play on, and I will make sure that I'll be the best damn husbando she deserves when I get there.

>>28832958
Most committed anon without cringe Ive ever seen in the fandom.. Unless you have a plushy or something

>>28832958
Hit the nail on the head for me except for the Erhu. I heaven't thought of playing that, but I have been playing the cello for a couple of months now. Also, the voice, while not what I expected, I can live with. Good luck on your venture anon. May your desire one day come true.

>>28833258
You too Anon. All of you.

>>28832927
Friendo, you have no idea the cringe I've descended to for this grey music donkey (well, if you've ever stopped by the plush threads, maybe you have).

>>28832958
Can't say I've done everything here, but it was in fact Octavia that led me to picking up the violin; like yourself, I play in an ensemble now, too. Agreed on the voice thing and greentexts shaping her as a character.

>>28833285
I've been looking for a good plush maker to order Octavia from. Any suggestions?

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Octavia is best pony

>>28833285
Well I just waited two hours for quints in the waifu claim thread to reinforce me claiming Octavia. >>28833333

>>28833345
Welp, you beat out my quads 28827777

>>28833355
>>28827777

>>28833355
I woke up and checked the thread and my heart fucking sank when I saw your post. I was the guy with the trips. Thanks for the pic by the way.

>>28833305
agatrix has a great turnover time, very reasonable prices (for the size), and is fairly easy to get ahold of. Would recommend.
>http://agatrix.deviantart.com/

qtpony or Plush Waifus do excellent stuff, but they're hard to get ahold of, and pricey. Would recommend if time and money aren't a concern.
>qtpony http://qtpony.deviantart.com/
>PW http://plushwaifus.deviantart.com/

Nazegoreng is probably the best-of-the-best, but honestly her plushies are more like artworks than being suitable for cuddling - you wouldn't want to damage them. Unfortunately, her pricetag is far and away the highest (plus she lives in Australia, so gotta factor in shipping there, too).
>http://nazegoreng.deviantart.com/

NeysaNight is another good and affordable option.
>http://neysanight.deviantart.com/

KLPlushies stuff looks amazing and I've heard that the way they're designed is so when you lie on them, the front legs get pressed in and "hug" you back. Also reasonable prices for the size, so I've heard.
>http://klplushies.deviantart.com/art/Mane6-Life-Size-Plushies-608403858

>>28833305
Equinepallete on DA

>>28833305
Oh I should also add, those are for life-size plushmakers (though some of them do smaller plushies, too). If you're after smaller plushmakers, you'll need to refer to the plush thread - I only keep up with LS makers, sorry.

>>28833447
Not an issue, exactly what I wanted.

>>28833463
No probs. I have nothing against smaller plushies, they just don't do it for me. If I want to snuggle a Tavi, she needs to be life-sized~

>>28828687
> Thankfully since Anon was somewhat awake now, the task of taking him home was significantly more manageable.
> That being said, it was still quite difficult.
> He would stumble upon every divot in the dirt, and stray any time you would take your eyes off him.
> Oh, how you were going to get Fiddlesticks back for making you take him home.
> You just hope that his store was also his home.
> Things would get real interesting if he did not.
> Looking back at Anon you come to find him walking in a more coherent path.
> His previous energy gone like the warmth in the night air.
> "You ever have to forget something in order to move on?" Anon asked as he looked up at the starry night.
> The seriousness in his voice shook you from your thoughts.
"Yeah, tons of times."
> "I mean like something you really want to remember, but every time you do it pushes you back."
> You had to think about this for a while, nothing seemed to come up so you just shook your head.
> "Maybe it's time I let bygones be bygones."
> And with that being said you both come across his store.
> Unlocking the door with ease that impressed you in his drunk state, you both head in.
> You were going to make sure he reached his bed.
> With a bit of maneuvering, you both made your way around the pitch-black shop.
> After all, you were no unicorn. These candles weren't just going to light themselves.
> It took not but mere minutes before you were both standing in his room.
> "Thanks for wal-" and just like that Anon was out cold again.
> His limp body making a audible thump as it hit the mattress.

>>28834079
> Walking up to his limp body you reach your head closer.
> You wanted to make sure he was still breathing. For all you know he could have just reenacted what happened at the bar.
> Sadly, in doing this Anon’s body seemed to react to your close proximity immediately.
> His arms reached out and pulled you into a tight embrace mumbling something along the lines of 'pretty pony'.
> This, however, did not help your situation.
> For here you were, stuck red-faced in Anon’s arms.
> 'way to go Octavia, now how are we going to get out of this.' Your brain started as you continued to wiggle around in his grasp.
> The situation was not entirely uncomfortable, to tell the truth.
> His body seemed to radiate the perfect temperature, and his hold made you feel safe and secure.
> A safe and secure you were currently trying to escape.
> Funny how things work out.
> Thankfully your efforts paid off.
> After a couple of minutes wiggling around, you managed to swap yourself with a nearby pillow.
> Jumping off the bed a bit too quickly, you slide across the smooth hardwood.
> Your journey was halted when you hit his closet muzzle first.
> Cursing the princesses for your bad luck you rub your muzzle as you get back up on all four.
> Having your sight come back to you, you come to see the closet door wide open.
> A sole black case laid within the barren closet.
> Curiosity got the best of you as you walked over to the case.
> The black material it was made out of was unknown to you.
> Not wanting to stay any longer than you have to you open up the case.

>>28834088
> Inside the case was a pristine rosewood violin.
> It was made of the most excellent craftsmanship you have ever witnessed.
> You didn’t have to know his craft to see all the cuts, coats and measurements were on point. If there was ever a perfect violin this would easily suit the bill.
> Just by looking at the instrument you knew how it would sound, something the grains seemed to portray.
> The soundboard of the violin was made out of spruce which allowed it to flex with the vibration.
> A natural, warm tone, was what your mind screamed at you as you looked at this instrument.
> Not wanting to disturb its perfect state you slowly closed the case and placed it back where you found it.
> Your mind abuzz trying to figure out why Anon of all people would have a violin of that quality.
> He was a good luthier in all, but to make something like that would take him many more years to achieve.
> It was a mystery that you would like to solve, yet would probably never get the time to.
> Closing the closet door you look over to Anon sleeping peacefully.
> The pillow you replaced yourself with was held tightly in his grasp.
> A small smile carved its way onto your muzzle as you took your leave.
> Making sure that you stepped on the edges of the stairs to make as little sound as possible.
> Reaching the bottom, you come to find a second sight that stops you in your tracks.
> There on Anon’s work bench was diagrams of all shapes and sizes.
> However, one thing stayed the same throughout them all
> They were all designs of cellos.
> Your heart decided to take a one beat vacation as you wondered over to the sheets.
> Each one was expertly drawn, and just like the violin, this was a masterpiece in the making.
> Without thinking you made a quick scratch on the parchment.
> After that your departure was quick and quite.
> You just hope, he gets the message.

Boop

This is good, I like this green, keep it going

boop

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What fetishes would Tavi have?

>>28837257
THE WORST ONES HOOF HOLDING

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>>28837302
You absolute degenerate. How could something like pic related turn you on?! Please, for your sake, seek mental help immediately.

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>>28837302
Hoof-holding is secretly Tavi's darkest secret. It sends her wild.

I'm always sure to hold and smooch my Tavi plushie's hooves.

I just realized they 404'd my thread after I got quints for Octavia.
Proof that shes the best of the best when it comes to waifus. Cause even the mods be salty.

>>28838334
Noice

>>28838334
Carry on your love for her here then. Fuck scruffy.

Bump for the greeeeen

>>28837792

I wanna rub her hoovies

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goodnight thread stay safe.

>>28840446
See, you'd expect them to be firm and calloused from countless hours of practicing the cello. But in reality they're actually soft to the touch, like small silken pillows; so sensitive that even brushing against them sends the senses into overdrive. How she endures it while playing her instrument is a mystery - perhaps it's through sheer force of will? We may never know...

Alt.: Countless hours of practicing the cello have rendered Octavia's hooves firm and calloused; not like the soft, gentle hooves of other ponies. Because of this she's terribly embarrassed of her hooves: despite being the key to her success, she thinks they're ugly, unsightly things, and hates others looking at or touching at them. The idea of somepony - or some*one* holding her hooves is too embarrassing for her to bear.

>>28840748
New hed wepon

>>28834093
Where's today's update?!! I need my fix, man!

>>28842761
Right here, man.

>>28834093
> You are Anon, and you remember shit all from last night. What a surprise.
> It's like someone took a magnet to your hard-drive then proceeded to throw it and the hard-drive out the window of a ten-story building.
> The following head pounding seemed to cement that ideology as you rolled off your bed and onto the hardwood floor.
> Which by the way, hurt even more then the headache.
"Today's going to be one of those days."
> Your mumbling doing little to numb the pain you had so graciously given yourself.
> At least you managed to somehow make it back home in your drunken state.
> Kudos to you.
> peeling yourself away from the floor you stand up and head over to your dresser.
> Opening the dresser you come to see multiple tuxedos and ties neatly stacked.
> You really needed to visit that white horse again and tell her you want something a little more casual.
> Pushing the tuxedos and ties aside you grab your worn-out work clothes.
> You were going to work on that cello all day today, so things were going to get dirty.
> Heh dirty.
> A whirl of clothing and limbs later and you were properly dressed for woodworking.
> No need for a shower as you’re going to be sweating in some mere minutes anyways.
> Stretching your arms, you come to see a piece of black hair on your bedding.
> Your curiosity didn't even have the time to try as you quickly brush it under the rug and make your way to the kitchen.
> Which in your small home was basically a toaster.
> You loved your toast. Toast was good.

>>28843732
> Happily munching on your PB and fucking J you find yourself back in your workshop.
> The cozy atmosphere seemed to be amplified as the outside window portrayed a nice calm rainy day.
> Holding your beloved toast in your mouth you walk back over to the willow wood you planned yesterday.
> It's smooth cut wood enticing you to commence the next step of the processes.
> Which is to cut it into the skeleton. A very spookie process you will say.
> Thankfully it would not take as long as the next part which was to gouge the back of the cello.
> While it was fairly easy compared to making the f-holes, c bout or scroll it was way more tedious.
> A task that would take many hours to complete and much more to polish it and coat.
> Either way, you dragged the large slab of wood over to your workbench and start drawing out the shape.
> With a couple of diagrams as references, it didn't take you long at all before you were making the first cuts.
> The closer and closer you got to the lines the more precise you got.
> Eventually you got so close you started to work with chisels, gouges, and macaroni.
> Shit now you’re starting to crave macaroni, stupid chisel why did you have to be named that.
> Oh yeah it wasn't named that some people just nicknamed it that.
> Well, that and it reminded you of a macaroni noodle.
> Its real name was actually the ‘curved gouge’.
> should have just called it that, seeing as that’s all it was.
> Either way you digress.
> As you pick up the curved gouge to get into the tighter places the bell attached to your door rings.
> Which is weird because you're closed on the weekends.
> Placing back down the gouge you walk to the front of your shop.

>>28843745
> Coming out from the workshop, you come to see Fiddlesticks at the counter.
"Hay there Fiddlesticks, what’re you doing here? Hope you know that the shops closed on the weekend."
> You said that more for your sake than hers.
> She never really followed the rules so you made sure to put a little more emphases on the words 'closed on the weekend'.
> "Oh I know." Fiddlesticks claims.
> 'Of course she knows.' your mind replies.
"So what brings you here?"
> "Just checking in, making sure Octavia didn't do anything she would regret."
> 'What?' was all you brain could come up with.
"Why would you be looking for her he-"
> The realization just dawned on you.
> There was no way that you could have made it back from the bar.
> You were so wasted you thought that mixing blue and yellow was the experiment to prove quantum theory.
> Sadly, it just made green… or did it? You were never good at art.
> Fiddlesticks smirks at your realization.
"Well, that's really nice of her to bring my drunk ass home."
> "Yeah, she left home to Canterlot this morning. She stoped by the farm to let me know everything was fine."
> Then why the fuck is she here now, she already had the answer to her own question.
> You'll never truly understand Fiddlesticks, nor do you ever want to.
> Nonetheless you and Fiddlesticks continued your conversation late into the night.
> Even if she was a crazy mare, she did put up a good conversation.

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>>28843749
Great green so far man, just the right amount of comfy and keks. Sadly I've run out of tavy pictures so have this instead, I can't tell what it is from the preview but it must be good if I saved it.

>>28843889
Do the agony points refer to seconds? Milliseconds? Minutes?

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I want to rub her belly while scratching her ear.

>>28846962
Get a plush Octavia and you can pat and cuddle her to your heart's content.

>>28844374
Its how painful the whole experience is.

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I wish I had a cute cuddly pony to bring me to bed while drunk, take care of me. *sigh* too bad human girls aren't like that. "Oh you're drunk? Have fun getting home. You can call a taxi yourself and slur your words to the dispatcher. See you next time you go out of your way to arrange plans while I do absolutely shit."

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time for comfy

>>28848271
Bump

bump from vst
>captcha: close arthur

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>>28848271
Haven't seen that pic before. It looks comfy

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>>28851330
It's fucking comfy.
I want to drink wine with Octavia and cuddle with her all night long. Sex doesnt even need to happen, just loving, warm cuddles.

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>>28851800
Oh, how I long for that day.

>>28851800
>>28852689
>The rain outside patters heavily, echoing loudly off the roof
>Rolling onto your side, you reach over and turn up the speakers. Bach's Cello Suite picks up just enough to be heard over the noise
>As you leaf through the sheet music, you pick up your glass of red and take a sip; a particularly flavoursome vintage
>You place the glass back on the nightstand; idly, your free hand reaches over and pulls Octavia closer
>Almost without thinking, you run your fingers through her mane; you stroke her ears; you caress her cheek
>The Cello Suite concludes, leaving only the pattering of the rain and the crackling of the fireplace to fill the silence. Putting the sheet music away, you wrap your arms Octavia and gently place a kiss on her nose before turning out the lights

TL;DR you should get an Octavia plush

Sorry for the shitty greentext

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>>28852793
I've been wanting to get one for a bit now. I just haven't gone and done it yet. Maybe I'll get one from my SS this year. Who knows?

>>28854109
BUMKP

Whos the best person to get a lifesize octavia from? I dont really like agathas head design on life size mares.

>>28857170
>>28857264
Im choosing to buy from qtpony. Just need to figure out what size and if I want facial expressions. I'm getting one where shes laying down.

>>28857170
Well, there's the list I put together in >>28833381 but I left a couple out:

EpicRainbowCrafts makes reasonable-looking LS plushies; I'm not sure on their pricing, though, you'd have to message them.
>http://epicrainbowcrafts.deviantart.com/

masha05 is a bit of a newcomer to the plush scene; not sure I agree on their prices but they do make LS plushies, so maybe worth considering.
>http://masha05.deviantart.com/

DoubleBackStitch is famous for the life-sized ponies they make; I'd probably put them up with Nazegoreng in terms of quality/appearance, but same with Naze, I would see them more as artworks than something for cuddling. Up to you, really.
>http://doublebackstitcharts.deviantart.com/

Really, it comes down to which one has the design you like most, I suppose. Either way, having a LS Octavia is absolutely a worthwhile investment.

>>28811690
Hey, has there ever been a green about Octavia and Vinyl going to a high class function and Vinyl's shenanagins makes Octavia increasingly flustered until they just end up fucking in front of everyone?

>>28857271
Ngl I'm half-tempted to ask if you'd be up for doing a double-commission and getting two made at once, haha.

>>28857308
how so?

>>28857316
So like, commission two of the same plush so that qtpony would be making two at once. It'd be cut from the same pattern so he'd just be doubling up on the procedure. I dunno if plush makers actually do that, though (I mean, it'd be all well and good when cutting out the fabric, but once it comes to actually stitching it all together...).

>>28857398
but 4 wat purpose?

>>28857546
To get two Octavia plushies made at the same time, rather than having to wait for two separate commission slots.

>>28857572
no but why would I get two? When did I say I needed two? Though I wouldn't mind...

>>28857616
Sorry, I should have been clearer - I meant me piggybacking on your commission because I would be interested in a LS Octavia too, haha.

>>28857772
Well, just had a convo with him; it will be a good handful of months until he takes commissions again; he has three to do which will take him 1-1 1/2 months each, then hes gonna take a break before starting a non plush project. Then finally he'll start up again. Well at least by then I'll be a good musician for Octavia to listen to and cuddle with at night.

>>28858083
I'd estimated at around 8-10 months from now. I'll be checking it bi-daily.
Saving up too while Im at it.

>>28858083
>>28858108
Honestly, that's probably for the better - if I ended up getting another plushie, I'd need some time between now and then to safely put money aside, haha. That is, if you'd be okay with doing a double-commission, anyway.

>>28858258
Fuck it, sure lets do a double commish. But you oughta pay for your half m8.

>>28859047
D'aww

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Goodnight bump

>>28858280
Ah feck, I checked qt's commissions details - I didn't realise he has two different pose types. Sorry, I was thinking of a non-lying plush.

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>>28832894
cricket explained
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AqtpNkMvj5Y

>>28859496
damn, iz all gud mang.

I gonna make her scream my name
>Anon

>>28843749
God damn it writerfriend, you slacking off?
It's been like 3 days!

>>28860859
A bit, yeah, I won't lie. Will post some more stuffs later today tho.

>>28843749
> 3 months have passed since you last talked with Fiddlesticks.
> And what a productive 3 months it has been.
> She told you that it was a harvesting season.
> You didn't really believe that was the whole reason, though.
> While it was fall, the time of year most farmers harvest, Fiddlesticks barely worked on the farm.
> She usually relied on her musical talent to get by.
> You, however, weren't going to start arguing anytime soon.
> With all this undisturbed time, you were able to complete essentially all the parts of the cello.
> And to boot, you only managed to burn yourself twice when shaping the wood.
> Only two things were holding back the completion of this magnificent cello.
> The Fingerboard
> And the Bridge.
> Funny how your mood seems to skyrocket when you’re working on something other than a bow.
> Either way, you needed to get more ebony as your supply had mysteriously vanished.
> who the fuck steals ebony wood, when there was purple heart sitting right next to it?
> 'I bet it was that fucking woods pony' you stated bitterly to yourself
> In order to get some more you placed an order in for a couple more sheets. Obviously not from that woods pony.
> It was nothing huge, just enough to stock up the lumber holds in your shop.
> Sadly, here in Equestria the postal service charges up the wazoo for packages weighing more than 20lbs.
> You guess it has something to do with all the deliveries being hauled by ponies and not vehicles.
> It was so expensive that you opted to just go there and get it yourself.
> Not that you resented going to Canterlot, it's just that the time it would take to get there and back would hinder your progress.
> Pushing back the finish date on the cello another week.
> The closest time you could head back to Ponyville would be two days later.
> Not only did you have to get the tickets, but you also had to book a stay at some fancy hotel.

>>28862459
> Good thing you thought of this all beforehand, because it took about a month to set everything up.
> Today, however, was the day you were going to travel to Canterlot.
> With your ticket in hand, a bag of clothes and bits on your back you headed out into the gloomy streets.
> It hadn’t rained in quite some time, so today the Pegasus scheduled the start of a major storm
> One that would cover half of Equestria.
> Everybody was talking about it, so it was kind of hard to not hear about it.
> They all had their own silly names for it. Each of which were all way to puny.
> In all honesty, no one really expected it to actually happen.
> A lot of pegasi are all talk, no bite.
> But just like the elections here it was.
> Pulling your hood over your head you lock up the shop and head down to the train station.
> It was no big surprise that it was completely packed when you got there.
> This was, however, the last train going to Canterlot for three days due to the storm.
> Thankfully, being the intimidating size you are, you were able to part the pony sea like fucking Moses.
> The only thing missing was a robe and a staff.

>>28862497
> After about fifteen minutes of waiting around at the front of the platform the train whistle blew.
> And man was it loud. Shit could have caused all the fillies and colts here to go deaf.
> Rubbing your temples from the sheer headache the whistle gave, you watched it slow down to a halt.
> Once the train stopped completely the sea of ponies no longer held fear as they pushed past you to get to the doors.
> One of these days you’re going to get how a pony’s mind works.
> Following the literal flow of ponies you manage to find a nice window seat.
> The spittle of rain that came before every storm could be seen dripping down the window.
> Before long the train started to roll as the lightning in the distance cracked across the sky.
> If anything was a sign of things to come, this surely would fit the bill.
> and with that thought your eyes started to get heavy with the rhythmic tapping of rain against the glass.

>>28862503
> dat whistle tho.
> You didn't even have to hear the blow to wake up.
> Just the sound of compressed air traveling through the pipes was enough to wake you.
> And that’s really saying something.
> Rubbing your temples again you peel your face away from the window.
> It's opacity displaying the nice mountainside view that you got on the way to Canterlot.
> You remember the first time you went on this train ride. It was a moment that you will always remember.
> Not for reasons you might think, mind you.
> Nonetheless that is a story for a different time.
> As the train tugged along the tracks a couple more feet, Canterlot finally came into view.
> It's pompous white towers and gold trim seemed to speak volumes of what the city had to offer.
> Once again the whistle blew
> You know just in case no one heard it the first fucking time.
> Either way you took this as a sign to get ready.
> Placing your hood back over your head you get out of your seat and into the aisle
> Not wanting to eat hardwood flooring you grabbed one of the handles attached to the roof of the train car.
> As expected the train started to decelerate until it finally halted at the Canterlot station.
> This station was in the complete opposite state as the one in Ponyville.
> Since this was the last stop for the train for another three days, the station was left barren.
> The only ponies you saw walking around worked here.
> Which as you can imagine wasn't a lot. Just some janitors, hardly a warm welcome.
> You guess you should expect that, seeing as your in Canterlot now.

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>>28862687

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>>28862697

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>>28862705

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>>28862712

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>>28862721

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i don't know why i saved this

I do not like this pony.

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>>28862778
she doesn't like you either

>>28827651
This triggers me

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>when you don't give her enough cuddles

>>28860152
Maybe it's for the better - already got a LS Tavi plush, so I shouldn't be greedy, haha.

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Sleep bump

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>>28866395

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>>28864862
Don't ask.

>>28869398
you mad man

>>28869398
M A D M A N
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M
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>>28869398
>yet again pornfag doesn't post actual porn but humanized/anthro garbage instead
Do people here really have no taste?

>>28869482
To be fair, it's probably some of the better humanized/anthro garbage.

I mean come on, look at that face. wouldcuddle/10

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>>28869482
Better?

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>>28869522

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>>28869522
Now we are talking.

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>>28869505
>look at that face
It looks really poorly drawn compared to the rest of the body.
>it's probably some of the better humanized/anthro garbage
If it is I'm afraid to look up the other garbage.

>>28869574
>Tumblr.

>>28869590
Your favorite fan art is either from there or from devianart.

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Might give it a go as well.

>>28869697
>furry porn
Kill yourself

>>28869522
>>28869529
>>28869697
donkeyfuckers

>>28870406
>being on a furry board
Kill yourself.

>>28870425
>implying you wouldn't

bamp

>>28870380
Thanks for the diabetes

O' green peddler, where art thou?!

>>28862519
> Breaching the doors of the Canterlot station you come to see the city in all its glory.
> Mares were hustling while the stallions were bustling.
> Each and every one of them caring little about the six-foot-tall monstrosity that is you.
> Not like you cared, it just surprised you that they didn't have the same reaction as last time.
> You guess that’s for the better, seeing as that one stallion did spit on you.
> What a motherfucker. If you ever run into him again, you’re sure to punt his little white ass back to kingdom come.
> Shaking that thought out of your head you take off into the direction of your hotel.
> It shouldn't be that hard to find seeing as it was one of the most well-known hotels here in Canterlot.
> Call it a bit overkill, but you liked to be treated like a king while visiting places like these.
> Letting out a breath you never knew you took, you glanced over to the shops littering the sides of the streets.
> Their cozy compact looks were amplified by the autumn trees decorating the cobblestone streets.
> Canterlot the city seemed to change with the seasons.
> Last time you were here, they had a festival of some sorts going on.
> Very fitting for a nice summer day.
> Sadly, today was not nice and warm.
> In fact, it was quite the opposite, with its chilly wind and pestering rain.
> Continuing your walk you finally make it to your hotel.
> And man did it look swanky, just the way you like it.
> Entering the establishment alone caused some ponies to look at you.
> Throwing their stares away you come up to the reception mare seated behind a large granite desk.
"Hi, I'm Anonymous"
> The mare gives you the once over before blowing a bubble with her gum.
> 'looks like this is going to be a fun conversation.'

>>28876086
> "We don't serve monkeys here."
> This bitch
"I'd give you a nasty look but you've already got one."
> The mares bubble popped causing it to get all over her muzzle.
> ha got em'
"I actually booked a stay here. I'm sure if you looked at your ledger there you'll find my name."
> Getting rid of the gum on her muzzle she proceeded to look at the ledger in front of her.
> "Ah a one Mr. Anonymous... I see you are on here." She all but spat out.
> Giving her your best goofy smile you replied.
"Yes, I think you owe me an apology. Wouldn't want me to talk to your manager, now would we?"
> Were you being a dick? Yes.
> Was it necessary? Hell, yeah.
> This bitch needed to be put in her place.
> If you wanted a bitch you would have bought a dog.
> Oh snap you were on fire tonight.
> Not really, it was just the first thing to pop up on google when you searched 'best comeback lines' when you were on earth.
> Got to be prepared, you know.
> "My apologies, would you like one of our bellhops to take your things up?"
> The way she said it already answered it for you
"No, I can handle my own things."
> The last thing you wanted to happen was for her to toss your things in the trash.

>>28876097
> "Alright, you’re in room 404."
> Heh it's like thread when you post porn pictures.
> Not wanting to dilly around with dally you picked up your stuff and made your way to the stairs.
> A couple minutes later and you had located your room.
> Of course when you opened the door, a smile immediately found its way onto your face.
> Everything was picture perfect.
> The bed, shelves, and bathroom were all organized and clean.
> Hell you could have eaten your meal off the toilet seat.
> You weren't going to, but it was nice knowing that if worst comes to worst that option was available.
> Taking off your backpack you place it beside the bed.
> You didn't have to pick up your order until the day you leave.
> That left you with two whole days in Canterlot.
> Spike told you that there was a wicked donut shop here, so that was definitely on your list of things to do.
> After that you wanted to look around the music stores here.
> To see the competition of course.
> Yet as of right now you were stuck here. Your hoodie was soaked and you didn't really fancy getting sick.
> Taking off your hoodie you rung and hung it up on one of the bathroom hooks.
> With that taken care of you started to think of things you could do in the meantime.
> Nothing really stroked your fancy so you opted to just read the local newspaper.
> It wasn't really ideal to be reading during your makeshift vacation, but what else was there to do here.
> You could always check the rec room, but to be honest, you were too lazy to even do that.
> Plus reading the paper meant that you could catch up with all the local gossip.

>>28876879

>>28811690

those eyes....

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>>28862762
SOMEONE CAPED MY GREEN!

>>28870380

nice.
though it makes silent vinyl extra painful.

>>28869697
It's still up.

>>28880298

>>28880850

>>28880298
how?

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>>28880298
There's still good in the world.

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>you will never tuck the lovely Octavia in for a nights rest, smiling as she hugs her favorite bear. >you will never hear her cute little snoring, while her favorite sonata plays softly in the background.

>>28884582
Joke's on you, my Tavi plush has a Build-A-Bear Vinyl Scratch of her own to cuddle.

>>28884722
SomethingAboutOctavia? is that you?

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>>28884743
N-no

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>>28884753
oh, okay then. my mistake.

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>>28884788
(It actually is me =P)

>>28884806
hehe

Clop with extra viole.

>>28881903

Maybe there is still hope left in the world.

>>28876117
Just read through your story so far, I'm excited for more.

page octo

>>28891115
I'm a sucker for pony tails

>>28832958
Are you me?

>>28892788
Maybe.

>>28890348

>>28894154

>>28815526
This would make me extremely nervous. Those stands are always unstable.

Did I mention that I want to import a Skoda Octavia and get a grey mare to name Octavia?

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>>28896104
>mare
>not getting yourself a qt3.14 little burro
Pleb taste detected.

I've always wondered about horse ownership, though. Might get into it if I'm ever able to pursue some ludicrously expensive hobbies after my career's set off

>>28896754
>Again with this "Octavia's a donk" meme.
Fake waifu lover detected.

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>>28815526
>NCmares drew the cello correctly
Incredible.

>>28896780
She ain't my waifu, I just like her and think she's an excellent pone.

>>28896803
>cello in pic
dear god.

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>>28896866
Tavi art is a treasure trove of shitty cellos

>>28899375

>>28899929

bpm

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Where's the green gone?

>>28902117
No one knows, but to be honest fuck xplornet and their shitty internet service.

>>28876117
> Too bad the newspaper here is dryer than the Gobi Desert.
> You could have probably dried your hoodie faster just reading the damn thing to it.
> Either way, with the last page of the newspaper read, you come to find that the hoodie was somewhat dry.
> A bit damp, but other than that it was in good condition.
> On the better side of things the rain had stopped about an hour into your reading.
> Presenting you the perfect time to head on out and check that donut shop.
> Just the thought alone of some donuts made your mouth water.
> It has been two years since you last had one and you would be damned if you let this amazing opportunity pass you up.
> Putting on your hoodie, you grab what little bits you brought with you and head out into the evening autumn air.
> Inspiration seemed to just leak from every crevasse here in Canterlot.
> Especially the place you were right now seeing as water was dripping from a crevasse in the canopy above you.
> Truly a place built to inspire musicians, dancers and artists alike, too bad you left your fiddle a long time ago.
> A small part of you was screaming to go back, yet you knew your decision and it would take a lot more than a nice atmosphere to get the dust off.
> Once again you let out a sigh, not one made from stress or anger, but one made purely from pleasure.
> 'hehe pleasure' Truly you had a great mind.
> Relishing the serene atmosphere you attempt to remember how to get there.
> It really sucked that spike was horrible at giving direction, otherwise, you wouldn't have ended up at the edge of the city.
> Quite literally too, for here you stood looking out over the horizon on the little plateau that stuck out from the rest of the city.
> The parting clouds made for a nice view as god rays filtered through their gaps.
> "And then I said: that’s no bow that’s my tail!" stated an all too familiar voice.

>>28902300
> You actually forgot all about Octavia living here.
> And it actually brightened up your day knowing that you had at least one pony here that you knew.
> Turning around to face the direction the sound came from, you come to see Octavia talking amongst other ponies.
> "I do say, that is one humorous tale." One stallion stated as they walked by.
> Of course, you weren't going to let her get away without at least saying hi.
"Hey, Octavia!" You shouted out with a little wave as you made your way over to the small group.
> Her reactions, however, were not the ones you were expecting.
> First came surprise, then confusion, all followed by worry.
> The stallion that had just responded to her looked at you with a disgusted expression.
> "Who may this ruffian be, surely not a friend of yours Miss. Octavia." said a mare next to her.
> "Oh my, no! He's just a fan of my music."
> Ouch.
> Why not spit on me if you’re just going to say that.
> Of course, you had to say that because as soon as you did the stallion spat on your right shoe.
> Jimmy Level = Rustled
> "What a relief, at least we know you have standards." The stallion claimed as he once again shot me another ugly look.
> You were going to continue your conversation with Octavia, but she seemed to beat you to the punch.
> "He is hardly the type to be in Canterlot. I wouldn't be surprised if he just follows me for the attention."
> And what a punch that was.
> You knew she was a little uptight, but in order to go this far, wow.

>>28902304
> And just like that, she was off walking away with the small group of ponies as they a laughed at your expense.
> You could compare this to a modern-day drive by. A group of people come by beat the shit out of you, steal your money and leave.
> But instead of money it was your reputation, and instead of people it was ponies.
> Man you really were scrapping the bottom of the barrel if you just let these ponies bully you around.
> Then again they were already out of sight, so it wasn’t like you could do anything now.
> Shaking your head you successfully exit your stupor.
> If she was going to act like this towards you, then you were just going to let her friendship slide.
> Anyways! You had a donut shop to find!
> You can never really go wrong with donuts, especially with those cream filled ones.
> What were they called again? Oh yeah, Boston Creams.
> Fuck, now you're really hungry, and it didn't help your situation at all seeing as you still have no idea where this shop even was.
> And you have Spike to thank for that.
> You're defiantly going to suggest to Twilight that she teach him navigation.
> Either way moping around about it was not going to fix it anytime soon.
> Pushing your legs to once again move you slowly re-enter the city.
> It's picture perfect atmosphere doing nothing to lift your spirits.
> In fact, you were letting this one encounter get to you more than usual.
> Hell if it was anyone other than Octavia you would have punted their ass back to Ponyville.
> So then what made her different?
> What made you place her on a higher pedestal than everyone else?

Really sucks sending this on my phone. Guess that's what I get for living in butt-fuck nowhere.

>>28902384
You forgot a very important word, Anon.

>>28902395
My bad,
Moar, nao.

>>28902304
>Tiny horse spits on shoe
>Let's it slide
Should have held that little bitch down and filled his ear with spit before pissing in his mouth

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>>28902312
Stop living there then.

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>>28904216

BAMP

>>28869697
5 days. This general is dying an agonizing death and its making me sadder than I should be

>>28906032

we ned moar gren

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>>28906041
I know what you mean Anon. I remember back in the day's of daily green and threads that would easily go until bump limit.

>>28906041
>>28907349
You think its easy for me to come back to this thread and bump it over and over again? I will keep this thread alive. I just bought a wacom tablet that I will use for drawing Octavia and Octavia only (Maybe vinyl too if I change my mind) and I will green for her until I die.

>>28908055
I'm right there with you trying to keep these threads alive. What's your art style like, if you don't mind me asking.

We need to find a way to give life back into these threads. Maybe with some discussion topics. Do any of you play an instrument? If so, how long have you been playing, why did you choose to play it. If you don't play an instrument, then what instrument would you like to learn how to play?

>>28908642
Well my tablet hasn't arrived yet but I'm pretty generic. Similar to show accurate but still minimalistic. Oh and don't worry, my cellos are normal. As for your convo starters; I am this anon >>28832958 I want to start the Cello soon as I can later transition into the Chinese version of it called the Gehu (ger-hu). As can or cannot tell already, I'm chink anon. I can only hope that Tavi would love a chink anon too.

>>28908679
I'm this anon >>28833258 I began playing the cello a few months ago, and it's going well. I'm also going to the gym to make them gains.

>>28910894

>>28911507

>The carriage comes to a steady halt as it arrives towards its destination
>An exiting passenger pays her dues to the silent driver.
>Donned in a simple bow tie and black veil
>The tie was subdued from the wearers preferred color, to that of a more mellow and sympathetic color compared to the normal bright and upbringing hues.
>The carriage takes off in silence, not a single word exchanged between the two parties.
>It remained so even on the way here.
>The mare takes a few steps towards the entrance
>Canterlot Cemetery, burial grounds for all of the earnest and deserving of Ponies and Equestrian citizens.
>But for one Mare, it was a permanent mark upon her life that her special somepony had passed.
>In Equestria, since the rule of the two sisters began, everypony was immortal
>Very few suffered the consequences of age and growth past adulthood.
>Namely adults, and those who have decided to start a family of their own.
~
>Many decades ago, a strange visitor roamed this land.
>He had come not from the Everfree forest, or even the darkest confines of Equus, but from another world entirely
>His name was Anonymous.
>A human, and the only one since the olden times of the Monarchy era.
>On the day of his arrival, he was confronted and detained by guards for spontaneously teleporting into the castle.
>You were there, performing for the Princesses by their request after a rude group of ponies trashed the Grand Galloping Gala and your ensemble.
>He had appeared 5 feet up in the air before falling.
>He looked like a monkey, but much taller, about two times your height when standing on all four hooves.
>His attire was nothing short of formal, a tuxedo, and a black bow tie.
>For reasons unknown, his face was shrouded in mystery, covered by a green mask with a question mark.
>It moved so natural whenever he spoke that it seemed that it was a feature of his species.
>Naturally, the guards surrounded him, spears drawn and Princesses held back.

>>28912808
>You set down your bow and cello, watching from afar.
>But both Princesses approached him bearing a shared curious and caring expression as she spoke to him.
>He would go on to explain himself, where he came from and what he did
>And that he did not remember much before happening about in her Castle, and that he meant no harm.
>Eventually he asked the question of what we were, the guards, the princesses.
>It was shocking to hear that on his world, Equines did not talk, nor have the capability to be labelled as sapient.
>He was equally as scared when he heard that humans no longer walked the lands alongside ponykind since eons ago.
>It wasn't even 5 minutes into the conversation before Princess Luna pointed out a case strung on his back.
>Ironically, it was an instrument, a unique two stringed fiddle that you had only seen once while playing with the Royal Ensemble during a tour in Neigh-sia
>Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, you had never heard it play before, nor did you bother to learn the name of it.
>Anon had claimed it was called an “Are-who”, but was spelled e-r-h-u
”You’re a fellow Musician?”

cutting this into two parts cause of character cap

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I need a bit of help trying to find a past OctaviaxAnon green.
From what I remember, Anon did something for Octavia, and she wanted to teach him to play cello in return or something. And so before he played, he was sitting in the "perfect position" which impressed her. Then he started playing, and she was thoroughly impressed, very surprised actually, at how good he was. She later invited anon to stay to play more because she enjoyed the time that was spent together, and also because she secretly liked him.
Anon decided afterwords to buy here new strings, after finding out her birthday was soon. So he went, found out there are handfuls of different kinds, and he needed to know what style she plays in to get the right set. When he left, he accidentally bumped into her and was trying to explain why he was there.
I cant recall much else, though it was near the time britbrong threads was taking off.

>>28912821
>You ask, now just as curious as the Princesses.
>Originally you took no interest in him apart from the issue of your performance being interrupted, again.
>And the fact that ponies did not bear any resemblance to you and your colleagues here on Equus.
>Anon looked over, unaware of your presence before.
>”More or less, I’m still learning… is that a Cello?”
>Both the Princesses and yourself are intrigued by his knowledge of your instrument.
”Why Yes, it is.”
>You reply with pride
>”Would you care to watch this performance? We can settle whatever issue lies ahead of us later. One would be wise not to miss a solo act by THE Octavia Melody.”
>Celestia asks, whilst Luna nods in agreement
>The Princesses herself just complimented you as if you were Royalty, whatever direction today is going, it’s surely in your favor.
>The Princess sends the guards off while you get yourself into position.

>>28912834
more to come soon, gonna take a nap.

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>>28912808
>>28912821
>>28912834
>>28912857
Intriguing...continue please :)

>>28912823
I vaguely remember this story. I'll try to find it for you anon amongst my saved list.

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>>28902312
>>28912834
Two stories in a Tavi thread and it's not even Christmas. Thank you Writefags.

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>>28913360
That would be huge anon, thank you.

>>28902312
> It was that thought that kept you company as you made your way around Canterlot.
> The street shops and ponies seemed to all blending together in one giant mess of color and noise.
> Then again city life was always like that.
> The only thing you could do in return was to make some noise of your own.
> Such is life...
> Nonetheless you soon found yourself walking into the very establishment you sought.
> The small chime of the doorbell, brought you out of your stupor as you walked up to the counter.
> "Welcome to Pony Joe's donut shop! How may I help you?" The stallion behind the counter asked.
"You got any cream-filled donuts?"
> The pony which you assume to be 'Joe' nodded in agreement while he pointed off towards three different types of donuts.
> The one to catch your eye was chocolate covered just like the ones back home.
> While the other two were glazed and sprinkled.
"I'll take that one and a dark roast to go with it."
> You stated pointing out the delectable sweet from the selection.

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>>28915034

>>28915039
> "Alright, it'll take me about two minutes to get the coffee ready. I'll bring it out to you when it's done." The stallion claimed as you tossed the required bits onto the counter
> As he nodded you wandered off to find yourself a seat.
> Picking a nice booth by a window you sit down and take the donut out of the bag.
> This was really your only saving grace from that cheap shot Octavia and her friends laid on you.
> Hopefully this sugary sweet would lighten the mood a bit and you could head off to the music store on a higher note
> hehe get it 'higher note'... fuck you that was funny.
> sitting back you take a bite out of your donut.
> The amazing taste and texture of the donut was lost in your thoughts.
> With nothing else to really occupy your time you looked out onto the streets.
> Gazing through the glass you came to see the ponies walk around in their late night waltz.
> If it wasn't for pony Joe's throat clearing you could have just stared at that window forever, lost in your inner turmoil.
> Such a peaceful and cozy place he had here.
> Somthing you did not expect from this quaint little donut shop.
> Nonetheless, it seems like you found yourself a new go-to place.

>>28915052
> With the arrival of your coffee your stay seemed to fly by.
> By the time you knew it, you were out of coffee and on your way to the music shop.
> Once again it took some deduction to maneuver around Canterlot, but lucky enough you found yourself in front of its mahogany doors.
> A small wooden sign with a music note swinging silently above it.
> Bringing your hand to the door you are rewarded with its stubbornness.
> Which with the momentum you already had acting upon your body caused yourself to face plant right into it, before falling on your ass.
> 'Fuck me sideways' You say to yourself as you rub your noggin.
> Now having a slight craving for egg nog you slowly get up and look at the shop windows.
> A couple passes around the windows reveals a closed sign, the position of it was far too obvious for you to talk about it.
> It has seemed that your little stop at pony Joes was not so little after all.
> In fact, you managed to somehow waste about two hours there. Just eating and watching the ponies in the streets.
> 'well looks like I'm not doing that today.' You say mentally.
> With the moon creeping up over the horizon you had your new destination settled.
> You could always visit this shop tomorrow.
> For now, it wouldn't hurt to get some shut eye.
> That is, if you could even get any from the amount of caffeine you had just ingested.
> If all else fails you could just check out the rec room for a bit.
> Who knows, maybe you can find some other night owls to hang out with.
> Preferably ones that didn't have their noses stuffed too far up their asses.
> Now you’re being cynical.
> And now you are digressing from the main topic.
> Letting out another sigh for the umpteenth time today, you make your way towards the hotel.

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>>28915050

>>28915058
> By the time you found your way back to the hotel the moon was already at its zenith.
> It didn't really bother you that you were about to fuck your sleep schedule up its ass.
> You were just so used to doing it in high school and college that it completely numbed you from the side-effects.
> Well, almost all of them.
> You guess you can honestly say that coffee is the destroyer of all things good.
> Too bad it came with so many flavors and styles.
> Letting those thoughts wash away, you find yourself in the hotel's lobby room with everything looking just the way you last saw it.
> Same marble flooring, same rug, same paintings, the same mare manning the same desk.
> Her job by the way must be just riveting.
> The whole vibe of the hotel was just depressing.
> So you did what any person would do and turned around to go back outside.
> Yes, you could have stayed there and played in the rec room, but that just didn't strike your fancy.
> You were in Canterlot for crying out loud.
> The jewel of the pony folk and prized possession of the princesses!
> You were going to do something that you couldn't do anywhere else.
> Slamming the empty beer bottle down on the counter you look up at the bartender.
"Another!"
> For you see, you can't get drunk 'in Canterlot' in Ponyville.
> Two different towns.
> You were a fucking genius.
> Not wanting to rustle your jimmy’s the stallion complies with a simple nod before heading off to get you another.
> From the first beer alone you could already feel life’s problems slowly start to fade away.
> The only thing you couldn’t get out of your head was the gray mare.
> Why couldn't you just let it go?
> Confused you look down at your empty beer bottle.
> 'Maybe I just needed a couple more?'

>>28915069
moar. nao.