Alone in equestria, new age edition #3 new writefags edition

>>28875030
Cheers for adding my pastebin, i'll write some stuff some point tonight, too busy smoking and staring at the moon

>>28875350
fair enough, about to black out and had to make the thread sense everyone else is to lazy to make it.

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>SciAnon will never be finished

>>28875849

I'll try not to leave you with that feeling. Just keep faith in me.

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>>28876381
Based Axii. America-San approves

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>>28876381
>>28876408

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Writing right now, will hopefully have something to post soon.

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>>28876502

>>28876502
Did you post a pastebin? If I missed it then post it again and I will add it next time.

>>28876576
Yeah you missed it, it's chill though.

http://pastebin.com/5kY1tQak

>>28876608
sorry man, I will put it up there next time.

>Your name is Anon, and you had an eventful day yesterday
>Your entire philosophy is getting flipped upside down
>You had set up several hangouts throughout the week so that you didn’t get overwhelmed by MUH FRIENDSHIPS
>You perform your holy ritual of shit shower and shave
>As you enter your kitchen, you notice a note on the counter
>”Hey sport, I’ve got a business trip this week so you’ve got the house to yourself. If I find out you threw a party it’s your ass.”
>Grinning, you stuff the note in your pocket and head to your car
>You plug in the aux cord and set your phone on shuffle
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNu-RPQf3PY
>The drive goes past quickly, the landscapes and roads blurring into one homogenous mix
>You park your car into the lot and head to your homeroom
>As you enter the doorway, the shrill shriek of a school bell rings out
>You sigh, letting out the sudden buildup of anxiety as you realized you dodged a bullet
>Sitting down in your chair, you begin to zone out
>Before you even realize it, lunch has come around again
>You’ve just drifted through your day
>It’s doubtful that you even learned anything today
>Whatever, maybe you can add some friendship credits to bump up your GPA
>Celestia probably has some shitty system like that

Sorry guys, it's just not flowing today.

>>28876813
Hope I didn't kill your buzz from forgetting your pastebin.

>>28876826
Nah, I've just had a kind of weird day. I don't want to be that blogging kind of writefag though.

>>28876850
Fair enough.

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>>28875030
>SciAnon was the main draw of these threads while he was here
>he's been gone for like a year now
>see scianon image
>get excited
>is scianon back?
>enter thread
>ctrl f scianon

Fuck you.

>>28877674
I did say in the op, "painfully old OP pics" sorry if I got your hopes up, I just figured I could get his attention if he was still around. Plus I miss using that pic.

Goodnight thread

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>>28878307
Goodnight Anon

>>28876381
I don't know, axii, I've been hurt before

>>28879017
Axii hasn't let us down this entire time. I trust him.

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>>28875030
>mfw I designed this OP when the general first started
>you guys still use it

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>>28879600
Good job, drawfag.

>>28876381
Who gives a fuck? It was an objectively bad story that was only popular because of shock value.

>>28879917
Meant for:
>>28875849

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>>28879917
shit taste confirmed

>>28880059
Not the guy you're replying to, but he has a point. I wouldn't say its objectively bad, but anon was so damn annoying. The characterisation was shocking, and not in a good way. That's what makes it hard to read, for me i mean.

>>28880656
>but anon was so damn annoying
Are we reading the same story? If anything Sunset is the annoying one.

>>28880717
I dunno, the way anon was acting just agitated the fuck out of me. Sunset wasn't really helping either though

>>28880879
>I dunno, the way anon was acting just agitated the fuck out of me.
And we're back here >>28880059

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>Inserting your house key into the door, you carry a snoring Big Mac into the house and set him down onto the couch.
>Grabbing a spare blanket from the closet you set it over him and head upstairs.
>A quick smell check as you reach the top causes you to wretch a little.
>You smell a bit too much like booze for your liking.
>Taking your shirt off, you dump it into the laundry hamper for later and opt to take a quick shower.
>Turning the faucet, a burst of chilly water splashes over you before it quickly warms up.
>You exhale, feeling the stresses of the day washing off of you.
>Finishing up and drying off, you put on a fresh set of clothes and are about to turn in when suddenly you hear a rapping on the front door downstairs.
>Who the hell could that be at this time of night?
>Heading downstairs, the sound continues accompanied by the snores of Big Macintosh.
>A banshee probably couldn't even wake the guy.
>Rolling your eyes you look through the peephole.
>Outside is a very familiar older brother, pacing back and forth.
>Shining Armor?
>If he's here something's up. You doubt he's here for a friendly chat.
>Opening the door you see Shining with his arm still up as if he's about to knock again.
>"Anon! Good you're awake!" he says with a sigh of relief.
>You raise a brow and take a closer look at his appearance.
>His shirts wrinkled, not tucked in. Has a bit of stubble, eyes have bags, sweating and he looks to have a slightly accelerated heart rate.
"What happened?" you ask.
>"Twilight's in trouble."
>Figures.

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>>28881595
>...
>Wait...
>Applejack and Sunset were supposed to be with Twilight tonight.
>If Twilight's in trouble then that means...
>You yank the door open and grab Shining by the shoulders.
"Where's Applejack?"
>"I'll tell you on the way. Get dressed; and when I mean dressed, I mean *that* kind of dress." he says, "And bring your swords and whatever else you need."
"It would help if I knew what I was getting them for."
>"I don't know, just get what you can. We'll see when we get there."

>Gathering your things, you inspect your steel sword one last time before sliding it over your torso.
>The weight of the chainmail lining of your jacket feels a little off considering the last time you wore it was the trip to Camp Everfree.
>Might need to start wearing it more often; it's starting to feel... foreign you suppose the word is?
>Zipping up the front until you reach your medallion, you strap on your potion bandolier and grenade belt.
>Don't know what you'll be up against, so the least you could do is get down with the basics.
>Throwing knives are ready...
>Everything seems to be good.
>Popping your collar, you head downstairs to find Shining Armor tapping his foot impatiently.
>Seeing you come down he huffs, "About time."
"I like to be prepared for what I'm going to face, but I don't have much to work with."
>"I can't blame you. C'mon."
>Shining doesn't even take a step out the door when you hear footsteps coming from the stairs.
>"Anon... is that you?" you hear Apple Bloom ask.
>She walks downstairs rubbing her eyes, still dressed in her nightwear.
"Did I wake you?"
>"Kinda... why are you all dressed like that?"
>You briefly consider lying to her.
"Someone's in trouble. I'm going to go help."
>"Who's that?"
>Shining tries to straighten his shirt and be a little bit more presentable.
>"I'm Twilight's older brother." Shining Armor answers. "I'm a detective with the Canterlot Police."
>"Is sis in trouble?"
"..."

>>28881595
Based Axii, I knew you would deliver.

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>>28881617
>Your lack of answer seems to be enough for her.
>"Just bring'er back safe will ya? I'll tell Big Mac when he wakes up."
>You nod your head and exit the house with Shining Armor.
>"You be safe too Anon..."

>Reaching the scene. You notice that the neighborhood is already rife with police activity.
"Looks like you already had this handled."
>"..."
"Shining, why exactly did you bring me here?"
>He doesn't bother answering you, instead pulling up the to the officer at the checkpoint.
>Showing his badge, the officer waves your vehicle through.
"Shining."
>He stops his car and just stares at the wheel.
>"I need your help to find my sister."
"You're a detective yo-"
>"I want to find her as soon as possible Anonymous. Our department is already backlogged with other cases, I don't want Twi to be one of those backlogs."
>He turns his head and stares you directly in the eyes.
>"You're the best chance I have to find her quickly."
"Normally I charge for this sort of thing, but Applejack and Sunset also seem to be missing judging by how you haven't mentioned either of them yet."
>"Them too?"
"They were having a sleepover with Twilight."
>"I remember her screaming someone's name when she last called me."
"Right, so let's get started. It's been raining for awhile so the trail is only just getting colder."
>Stepping out of the vehicle, you're hit by the cold air leftover from the rainstorm. Your foot steps into a shallow puddle that you notice is mixed with blood.
>You step towards the house and a chill runs down your spine at the sight of an occupied black body bag.
>Please don't be any of the girls...
>You walk over to the bag and pull down the zipper with baited breath.
>To your relief, it's none of them.

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>>28881632
>...
>She's the officer you met at Cadance's apartment a good time back.
>Her neck's been sliced open.
>Unzipping down further, you notice a large blood spot near her heart.
>Doesn't look like it struck the heart itself, but it pierced her lung.
>Blood quickly filled in, and she started choking.
>Though if she was shot, then why slice her neck like that? To keep her quiet?
>Seems a bit overkill either way you look at it.
>"Hey! What are you doing?" An officer asks walking up to you.
>"It's alright, he's with me." Shining says.
>The officer looks at you skeptically, "Just who is this guy?"
>"He's a private detective."
>"She looks at your attire."
"I just came from a costume party."
>"At this time of night?"
"Look we got a murderer on the loose and three kidnapped girls, do we really have time to waste?"
>"Fine, but just watch it." he says. "If he does anything to mess up the crime scene I'll be having a word with the captain."
>"Don't worry, I'll take full responsibility."
>As soon as the officer leaves, you notice Shining looking solemnly at the corpse.
>"This is my fault. I'm the one who asked Copper to check on Twily..."
"Knew her well?"
>"Well? She was my partner on the beat for most of my early career in the department."
"Sorry."
>"Sorry isn't going to bring her back. The best we can do is catch her killer."
>He kneels down and zips the bag up before walking off towards the house.
>Stopping mid-stride, he looks over his shoulder.
>"But thanks anyway."
>Walking up towards the house, you already see a few forensic techs working inside.

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>>28881659
>Doors kicked in.
>Off it's hinges too even with the bolt inside the lock. So whatever did this had incredible strength.
>A closer look near the hinges and where the lock would be and you see a few claw marks?
>No.
>Too random to be claw marks.
>Running a gloved finger through one of the grooves, you try to get a feel for the depth.
>Bladed weapon.
>Suspect used an axe or something to hack the door to weaken it.
>"You look like you're already doing your thing; I'll get what I can from CSI."
"Right."
>Wandering through the house, you notice some soda cans, cold pizza boxes and textbooks left on the dining room table.
>Nothing too out of the ordinary considering what the girls were doing here.
>Out of the corner of your eye though, you see an old broken witcher medallion sitting on the fireplace mantle.
>It stares at you with its one good eye.
>Walking up to it, you stare for a few moments.
>Who would want to kidnap Twilight, Sunset and Applejack?
>Right now that's a pretty short list.
>Could it be that mysterious man back at Iron Will's old base?
>A possibility.
>Hmm...
>Heading to one of the technicians, you poke him on the shoulder.
>"Can I help you?" he asks not looking away from his work.
"Was there anything unusual about this crime scene?"
>"Such as?"
"I don't know, something out of the ordinary?"
>"Well... I think Fred over there said he saw scorch marks on the ceiling in one of the upstairs bedrooms."
"Scorch marks?"
>"Yeah, burn patterns indicate it was like someone used a directed flame. Like an aerosol can and a match or something, considering all the science textbooks though we haven't found a source for the fire."
>Directed flame...

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>>28881670
>You head upstairs to find this scorch mark.
>In one of the bedrooms, which you can only surmise is Twilight's, there is indeed a large black burn mark in the ceiling.
>As well as a broken fish tank, dead goldfish, and a few wet books.
>It's at a strange angle though.
>Following the suspected origin, and distance of the flame you kneel down in the closet.
>Picking up a long red hair, you can only guess what happened.
>Doing a mock Igni gesture towards the black mark, you figure that Sunset must have been sitting here.
>She saw whoever was attacking them and cast Igni. The figure fell back into the water tank and bookshelf.
>That doesn't tell you much by itself though.
>So far all you have is the fact they had a bladed weapon, a gun, possibly incredibly strong.
>...
>Sunset was willing to use Igni on them, yet they still got captured.
>Very few other signs of struggle.
>"Anon?" you hear Shining's voice call out.
"Inside here."
>Shining comes walking in, before freezing at the sight of Twilight's room.
>He clenches his fist.
"Anything new?"
>"Just two things."
>He holds up a small plastic bag.
>Taking it, you examine the contents.
>A metal syringe with a tailed end.
>Looks like a pair of tranquilizer darts.
>"Those were found in the backyard."
>The tips are crushed, like they impacted something hard.
>It also indicates they wanted the targets alive. So the officer's murder outside was just pure bad timing.
"And the other thing?"
>"Granted, its not really a lead..."

"Really?"
>"Really."
>The two of you look at the little purple dog sleeping in a small kennel.

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>>28881690
>"Found Spike out back out like a light under the porch. He seems fine, slightly roughed up, but otherwise he's in a really deep sleep."
>Snapping your fingers, you see the dog's ears twitch.
>"What are you doing?"
"Spike can give us a clue on who took Twilight and the others."
>"We have trained K-9 units for that. I doubt Spike has the senses to track-"
"No, I'm just gonna ask him."
>"... what?"
>Spike stirs awake, his eyes blinking slowly as he comes too.
>"Witchers didn't gain some ability to talk to dogs did they?"
"Don't be stupid. Spike, wake up."
>Suddenly, Spike gets up on his hind legs and starts barking at you.
>Shining grabs him by the collar, "Whoa boy!"
"Spike where's Twilight?"
>"This is seriously the dumbest thing I'v-"
>"Twilight! OW! We gotta help Twilight!"
>Shining freezes.
"Who took her and the others?"
>Spike looks down and tries to remember.
>"The guy was big... real big."
"Gonna need a lot more to go on than that."
>"Sorry, it's hard..."
>"Is S-spike... talking?!"
>Ignoring him, you kneel down so your eye level with the little talking dog.
>Looking at you, Spike's pupils shrink and his ears tuck in.
>"Th-that's the look he gave me before I blacked out!" he says pointing a paw at you. "You have the same eyes as him!"
>A sense of dread hits you.
>You turn to Shining and he comes to the same conclusion.
>Same eyes...
>The only individuals that have the same eyes as you are...
>You grit your teeth.
>God DAMMIT!
>You KNEW they were trouble!
>Slamming a fist into the side of the truck, you stand and turn towards the city.
>"You know who did this, don't you?" Shining demands.
"Yeah, and I think I know where to find one of them."
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And with that, I've hit past 100 updates (not counting the ones I posted under IgniAnon). Thanks for sticking with it.

More to come later.

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>>28881703
Pastebin has also been updated.

>>28881703
Shining is really going to question the talking dog at this point?

>>28881737
Fuck yeah. I smell a big encounter coming.

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Soon?

>>28881945
I smell an underwhelming action scene

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>>28883232
Are we reading the same story? Because I don't think we are

>>28884773
Its just a shitposter, ignore it.

All this witcher crime scene stuff reminds me of batman, going around in detective mode

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>>28889749
>>28888763
>>28886719

Wonderful just what I needed. More reminders of my isolation and crushing loneliness.

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>>28889767
You and literally anyone else on this board. I like swords and other weapons, pic related. What's your shtick?

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>>28881703
Axii always delivers

>>28889788
Network security has always been my thing. Part of the team that handles it at a travel company I work at. I feel like our respective hobbies/jobs are only digging this hole deeper.

>>28890406
Its something to do before we die alone, Rick Sanchez said it best. It could ALWAYS be worse.

>>28889788
I'm a history student. I'm rather partial to medieval strategy.

>>28891610
Excellent choice. Play any medieval games? Like the Total War series or Civ?

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Sorry about lack of update, been busy getting a new car and making stuff for the secret santa. Will get a big ole update out tomorrow

>>28892295
based.

>>28891631
Yes. Both as a matter of fact.

>>28880717
Every character was annoying because every character was static no matter how major he/she was. They would act stupid then a major event would occur, and then they would go about their merry way as if they've learned nothing. It was kind of like watching a hamster on a wheel for hours on end.

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>>28889767
>tfw no gf
>tfw never had a gf
>tfw will never have a gf

>>28889788
Fighting games and alcoholism. I'd hit up my local fight scene like I used to but they only meet on the weekends, which is a problem because I pull double shifts at work every weekend.

>>28893122
>tfw had gf
>tfw you never want one again
It'll be ok Anon. Just stick to waifus and fleshlights.

>>28894056
Whenever you get lonely, just remember this.

They aren't worth it.

Hey guys, I'm having a bit of trouble. I'm going to make this short because I don't want to be a blogposter.

I have no idea what direction to take my story in, and i was wondering you you guys had any suggestions?

>>28894786
The women or the fleshlights?
>>28894809
Maybe check gothAnons story and see if that gives you any ideas.

>>28894786
I want to think this Anon, but I also want kids and I want a cute gf I can actually cuddle and to hear the words I love you from the one I love's mouth WHY ISNT SHE REAL

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>>28894840
Because she doesn't exist? And if she does statistically she is probable either an sjw, religious lunatic, communist Chinese and therefor government property, or a fictional character. That is the universe we live in. But you know what, fuck the universe anyways and just live on to spite it.

>>28894809
Read SciAnon. I think your story's are similar.

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>>28894861
So I should just live innawoods with a realistic Pinkie Pie doll and lift and chop wood for the rest of my days, going into town for supplies twice a year?

Doesn't sound too bad actually.

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>>28894834
>>28894869
Thanks guy, I'm going to reread SciAnon and read GothAnon and try to work some stuff out.

Have a WIP Pinkie for your trouble.

>>28895230
Sweet.

>>28895230
God's speed.

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>>28895230
You know I don't see many similarities between your story and SciAnon's.

>>28896014

>be anon on a date with Applejack
>nothing fancy, just a couple drinks at a bar she frequents
>besides, it's been a while since you'd gone out drinking with friends
>you take a seat at a booth just as she makes her way back from the bar carry a couple mugs
>you grab a mug and are about to take a drink when you stop
>something's not right...
>you've spent enough time in college to know what roofies smell like
>"I-is something wrong sugarcube?"
>looking down at applejack you find her sweating nervously
>this bitch is in trouble
>lucky you humans have +2 constitution compared to ponies
>also you're twice their size
>giving a predatory smirk that you know puts the ponies on edge you tilt the glass back and chug the almost water alcohol and the almost nyquil drugs
>you slam the mug on the table as soon as you finish
"It's funny you think you're the one doing the raping tonight."
>she lets out a very fluttershy meep as you drag her out of the bar and into the side alley
>you then fucked her unconscious

>>28897688
I think you have the wrong thread, RGRE is this way >>28875395
Unless you are doing pone human constitution then by all means continue after you follow the prompt.

>>28897766
shit, you're right. sorry guy had both tabs open

>>28897826
I do too. I made the mistake before. Its cool. Have a excellent night full of coltish whimsy.

>>28875463
Holy shit, this pic is good af
Might make my own SciAnon-esque Anon, but the think I hated most was his loss of control, and pretty much Part IV & V in general

>>28898659
I honestly dont miss him because of it. Anon stayed like a little bitch, not listening to people and the story just went downhill. Seriously, why the fuck would you prefer to try and get out a cave alone in stead of with people? How fucking stupid can you be. Doean't matter if youre enemies, you should still be helping eachother out. The more i think about it, the more a want to bitchslap anon

>>28898392

>>28900007

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Page 8 aint great.

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Page 8 again.

Writefags when?

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Fapman get to writing.

Papa neato
Neato,
Nito,
Incognito
Anonymous incognito confirmed

>>28902759
Uhhh...what?

>>28902109

I'll try to have something for Saturday if its any consolation.

>>28903147
Based Axii.

boawp

>>28889788
falchion a best

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>>28881703
>"Here you go m'lady." Anonymous says dropping a freshly plucked grape into your mouth.
"Oh Anon, how gentlemanly of you." you say with a giggle. "Could you please adjust my pillow?"
>The witcher readjusts the pillow behind your back.
>"Anything for you Rarity." he says with a smile.
>Another Anon in a dapper suit and tie walks up the staircase and kneels down.
"Missive for you Queen Rarity."
"Thank you Anon."
>The second Anon pulls out a scroll and begins reading.
>"Princess Twilight Sparkle is requesting your assistance with next week's Summer Sun celebration."
"Tell her that I'll get the designs for the curtains and other decor to her tomorrow, we can work out the details during tea time tomorrow."
>"Very well your Majesty." the Anon says with a nod of his head.
>As he walks away, you sneak in an eyeful of his round well-built derriere.
>*DING*
>"Queen Rarity, it is time for your massage session." another servant Anonymous says.
"Ah yes." you say.
>Getting up from your seat, you take off the cucumber slices over your eyes and bow your head slightly.
"Darlings, as much as it pains me, I must bid you all adieu. I'll be looking forward to next week's session."
>"We'll be looking forward to it." the three Anons answer back in unison.

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>>28905630
>Leaving the room you walk down the hall, dozens of Anons in golden armor stand at attention.
>Entering the massage parlour, you find Anonymous waiting for you wearing nothing but a low-cut white towel showing off his well-built and oiled chest.
>Laying facedown on the massage table you bite your lip as Anon's hands begin working their magic.
>Your body begins feeling all tingly as Anon rubs the kinks and knots out of your muscles.
>It's good to be Queen.
>Suddenly without warning the entire room shakes.
>"W-what's going on?!" you cry out.
>Rolling off the table, Anon is gone.
>All of them!
>The room begins crumbling around you as nothing but a black void is left.
>Before you can even figure out what's happening, the floor underneath you gives out sending you plummeting into the abyss.

>Shooting up in a cold sweat, you rip off your nightmask.
>The dark confines of your room is all that greets you.
>Lightning flashes outside, making you jump slightly.
>Oh goodness...
>What a horrible ending to such a pleasant dream.
>A cat's growling and hissing outside draws your gaze to the window.
>Must be another "suitor" for Opal wanting to get in and is complaining about being soaked from the rain outside.
>You know you would.
>It must be a pain for her to be in heat at this time.
>Putting the thought out of your mind you wipe your head and wretch in disgust at the amount of sweat on your palm.
>You can't go back to bed like this.
>Swinging your legs out of bed, you slip on your slippers and head to the bathroom. Only to pause at the wet sensation "down there".
>Turning on the faucet you put some soap into your hand and begin washing your face.
>...
>It's starting to feel real cold between your legs.

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>>28905636
>Maybe you should take a quick shower instead. Hopefully mother and father won't wake up to the noise.
>Wiping your face off of excess water, you turn the faucet handle and wait for the water to warm up.
>Removing your nightgown, you briefly admire the body you've worked so hard to keep in shape.
>Its a shame that Anon chose Applejack over you, he'll never get to touch this, but you'll get over it.
>There are plenty of fish in the sea after all.
>Besides, you still have your fantasies for now.
>Entering the shower, you let out a squeak as the water is still a might too cold.
>Eh, may as well. You don't want to wake up your parents.
>Taking a deep breath you plunge under the water.
>Holding in any whimpers, your body quickly acclimates to the water.
>You quickly go through your routine of rinsing, washing, conditioning and shampooing.
>One quick shower later and you're already in your room selecting your new sleepwear.
>...
>No that doesn't match.
>Oh where did they go? The skyblue ones with the lace...
>Did Sweetie take your pair of lacey panties again?
>...
>Maybe one night of going without wouldn't hurt...
>Oh there they are, nevermind.
>Putting them on, you head back to bed when you notice the window cracked open. A cool breeze of air blows in and causes you to shiver.
>Was it like that when you took a shower?
>You shrug and close the window when you hear Opal crying out from downstairs.
"Opal? What's wrong?" you call out.
>You exit your room and head down the stairs.
>Flipping the lightswitch, the lights fails to turn on as you hear Opal continuing to whine somewhere.
>What a time to have a power outage.
>You call out for your feline companion.
"Opal? Are you alright?"
>It sounds like she's underneath something.
>And you just took a shower...
"Opal, you little drama queen, what's wrong?"
>But to your shock, as you enter the living room, someone is at the front door undoing the deadbolt and chain.

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>>28905672
>Whoever it is, they're wearing a thick hooded coat to hide their face.
>The figure turns around and a pair of cat eyes lock onto you.
>Cat eyes?
>Anon?
>What is he doing sneaking into your house at this hour?
"Anon is that you?"
>The eyes glance at you. When lightning flashes through the window revealing someone definitely NOT Anon in your house.
>You almost trip taking a step back when your survival instincts kick in.
>Rushing up the stairs, the man runs after you grabbing and snapping the decorative stair railing as he gives chase causing him to stumble and trip.
>Taking that as your opportunity, you run down the hall to your room when a yawn stops you in your tracks.
>Sweetie Belle walks out of her room in her PJ's rubbing her eyes, "Rarity what are you doing?"
>Without even thinking you grab her and pull your younger sister into your room.
"Sweetie Belle listen to me. Hide in my closet and DO NOT make a sound do you hear me?! No matter what!" you order her in a loud stage whisper.
>"But wha-"
"LISTEN. TO. ME." you hiss.
>She meekly nods her head.
>Think Rarity think!
>Suddenly it occurs to you, you have seen that man before. He's one of the other witchers that helped save you from those werewolves.
>B-but why is he after you?
>No time!
>Opening your closet, you put Sweetie inside behind some of your long winter coats and pull out your duffle bag.
>Digging inside the bag you grab your rapier and dagger.
>May as well try to defend yourself.
>...
>Key word is try...

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>>28905684
>Why did it suddenly get so quiet?
>As if on cue, your door is smashed inwards.
>Hiding behind one of your spare mannequins, you shake as you hear footsteps entering your small room.
>Taking a deep breath you let out a cry and thrust your weapons forward.
>While your rapier is knocked to the side, the blade tip of your parrying dagger makes contact with flesh as the man grunts out in pain.
>"You dare?" he growls out in a deep voice.
>You step back as the man staggers back with the dagger sticking out of his chest. He pulls it out and tosses it to the side as if it was nothing but a mere annoyance.
>The last thing you see is the the back of his hand swinging towards you.

"Yeah, I know it's late but wake him up and tell him to meet us down by the bar."
>"Are ya sure? Big Mac is a pretty heavy sleeper."
"Apple Bloom, please."
>"Okay. I'll wake him, but if he gets mad at me..."
"I'll take responsibility, don't worry.
>"Yeah yeah."
"Thank you Apple Bloom."
>You end the call and put your phone back into your pocket.
>"Who's meeting us at the bar?" Shining asks, not taking his eyes off the road.
"A friend."
>"And what's he bringing?"
"Insurance." you answer.
>"Care to elaborate?"
"To a cop? No."
>"..."
"Will Spike be fine?" you ask.
>Last you saw he was trying to get you two to take him with you. You had to use Axii to calm him down and put him back to sleep.
>"He's a trooper, but the best thing for him now is to get some rest."
"He seemed a little mad about being left behind."
>"I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that he's talking."
>You scoff.
"After all this shit you've been through, that's what you have trouble believing?"
>Shining frowns, "Hey, not all of us deal with talking animals everyday. Anyway we're here."

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>>28905701
>The car pulls up to the bar you and Big Macintosh left a few hours earlier.
>Scanning the motorcycle parking, you see Gilda's bike still in it's original spot.
>Good.
"Wait here. Thing's might get ugly."
>"I'm not just going to sit here." Shining retorts, unbuckling his seatbelt.
>You narrow your eyes at him.
"I'm making no guarantee that this won't end in a fight."
>"I'm not expecting you to." he replies, "At this point, I'm not acting as a member of the Canterlot PD. I'm acting as an older brother."
>To emphasize his point, he tosses his badge into your lap.
"We may end up doing some... illegal things." you warn. "Things that your detective status can protect you from."
>Shining locks gazes with you. His expression unwavering.
>"My sister's in trouble. That's the only reason I need."
"And Cadance?"
>"She'll understand, we'll make it work."
>Taking the small badge wallet, you run a thumb over the metal surface.
"Stay back, our target isn't known for her self-restraint or patience."
>You hand Shining his badge back, "And keep this with you. Just in case."
>He takes the small identifier and places it back into his pocket.
>"I'll follow your lead." he says pulling out his pistol and checking the magazine.
>Nodding your head, you exit the vehicle and hook your swords back onto your back.
>As of now, being subtle isn't exactly a high priority.
>Opening the door, some of the patrons give you a few stares before quickly returning to drowning their sorrows in alcohol.
>Considering the time of night, a few "strangely" dressed characters isn't exactly uncommon or noteworthy at this hour, especially since most of them are already have varying quantities of alcohol in their systems.
>Activity compared to earlier is way down with only a few individuals here and there and the bartender already looks to be serving the last few drinks before closing up.
>Looking around, you quickly find your target.

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>>28905733
>You motion for Shining to stay by the door and he complies.
>Already with a bunch of upturned shot-glasses, and arm-wrestling some guy.
>Unsurprisingly she's winning.
>Slamming the man's arm onto the table, she takes another shot and leans back as the man lays down a few bills, gets up and limps away.
>Walking up behind her, she counts her winnings, "Want to try your luck? I've got all ni-"
"Gilda."
>She turns around, slightly amused at the sound of your voice.
>"Wolf? Didn't expect you to co-"
>The Griffon witcher sees your appearance then smirks.
>"Let me guess, you found a job and you need my help huh?"
"Where are Tirek and Scorpan?" you demand with a tone of open contempt.
>"How the hell should I know?" she says brushing you off.
"Don't lie to me. I want their location. Now."
>"Or else what?" she asks, "You gonna fight me?"
>You grab her by the shoulder.
"I'm not playing games Gilda where ar-"
>"Don't fucking touch me asshole!" she shouts out, grabbing a beer bottle by the neck and swinging it towards you.
>You quickly release her and duck under the attack.
>The witcher glares between you and the bottle.
>In one clean throw, she tossing the bottle that you easily dodge, instead it smashes into the head of an unsuspecting patron.
>The man falls to the ground unconscious or dead, distracting you momentarily.
>"Anon watch it!" Shining shouts.
>You have just enough time to register Shining's words when you find a bar chair smashing into you and knocking you back into the bar.
>"Don't think just because you brought backup it'll help! I will fuck the both of you up!" she threatens.
>"FREEZE!" Shining says drawing his weapon and training it on Gilda.
>In one practiced motion Gilda draws her own pistol and points it at Shining at almost the exact same time.

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>>28905757
>The few patrons still in the bar scramble out the nearest exits, leaving the three of you alone with the bartender.
>"No guns! NO GUNS!" the bartender says before ducking down.
>"Shut the fuck up!" Gilda says, firing a shot into the beer rack sending its contents spilling onto the floor.
>Shining Armor and Gilda stare each other down.
>Getting up, against your better judgement, you charge at Gilda and tackle her, sending you both crashing into a nearby table.
>Grabbing her arm, you gun out of her grip as she struggles to get you off of her.
"Where are they!" you demand, pinning her down with your arms.
>"Nnng! FUCK YOU!"
>Twisting her right arm, she yanks it out of your grip and punches you in the face.
>Momentarily stunned, she places her hand to your chest and casts Aard.
>The magical burst of energy sends you flying back into another table.
>"You want to go? Let's go!" she says drawing a large military knife from the back of her belt.
>She tosses it into her other hand and holds it in an ice-pick grip.
>"Anon?"
>You motion for Shining to stay where he is.
>Drawing your steel sword, you give it a slight flourish.
>She smirks, and begins pacing to the side.
>You immediately scan your surroundings.
>The enclosed area doesn't provide a lot of room to maneuver, especially with all the tables still set up.
>Before you can analyze any further, Gilda lunges at you.
>Instinctively, you back step as she swipes at you.
>You try to counterattack with your sword only to see her other hand over her shoulder pointed at you.
>Your eyes widen as you recognize the Igni gesture.
>Stopping mid-swing, you dive to the side as the area you once occupied is engulfed in flames.
>The fire crashes into the bar and causes the alcohol-soaked wood paneling to ignite.
>Heat transfers into the nearby bottles, causing them to explode sending their now flaming contents scattering about.
>Oh that's not good...

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>>28905774
>"AHHH!" the bartender screams, trying to jump over the bar unsuccessfully to escape.
>That along with the guy on the floor...
"Shining get those two out of here!"
>"Right!" Shining replies, grabbing the man and dragging him out the front door.
>Hearing the sound of wood being knocked to the side, you roll to the left and barely avoid a knife being plunged into your chest.
>Rolling, you hop back up and swing your sword at Gilda only to find it smashing into a Quen barrier.
>Stepping back, you two play a game of cat and mouse while the entire bar is starting to catch on fire around you.
>Neither one of you can really make a move.
>You have reach, but she can afford to be more flexible with signs to back up her knife.
>Gilda casts Quen again as another set of beer explodes due to the heat.
>You take that as your opportunity to cast Aard on her to break her shield.
>Flames dance wildly behind her as she staggers.
>Rushing in you make for a quick slash that draws blood across her chest making her cry out in pain.
>"GAH! FUCK!"
>Glowering at you, she casts another Quen and closes the distance between you.
>Placing your blade diagonally across, you manage to deflect a few of her slashes.
>A well placed strike against her shoulder is blocked by the magic field as she grabs your sword by the guard and tries to force her knife into your face.
>Unfortunatly for her though, her hand slips onto the blade and blood begins running down.
>Gilda's face distorts in visible discomfort, but otherwise she keeps her grip despite blood running down the handle and onto yours.

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>Pushing the blade edge into her hand, you easily cause enough strain for her to back off.
>Inspecting her hand, she scowls at you as she wipes the blood onto her pants.
>"Motherfucking asshole."
>The wood ceiling groans above. By this time, most of the building is going up in flames and the heat has gotten even more intense.
>You need to get out of here before you die from smoke inhalation or the fire itself.
>"This wouldn't be going as bad if we were on even playing field Wolf." she says.
>Your weapons clash against one another, as she ducks under you slashes while you block and deflect her knife.
>Riposting her blade one last time you both extend your arms out.
>A glowing field of telekinetic energy forms in the space separating you two as you focus your Aard spells into each other.
>Struggling to maintain dominance against the others sign, suddenly a large flaming support beam crashes down between you both, resulting in the two spells being released prematurely and sending you staggering back.
>You shield your eyes from the kick up of fire, ashes and smoke when you feel a sharp sting in your thigh.
>Looking down, you find her knife blade sticking out halfway in your leg and Gilda bolting for the front door.
"DAMMIT!"
>The sound of a gun discharging multiple times outside makes a pit form in your stomach when its soon followed by a motorcycle engine starting up.
>Making your way over the fallen beam, you limp outside to find Shining on the ground gripping his bloody face.
>Before you can help him, a bullet whizzes by your head and strikes the wall.
>Diving behind Shining's car, three more gunshots go off until a tire screeching into the distance is heard.
>"Aw that bitch!" Shining complains as you help him up.
"You'll live. C'mon we need to get after her." you say pulling the knife out.
>"You're supposed to leave that in."

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>>28905820
"I'll be fine."
>"Guessing you got one of those potions?" he asks. "Swallow right?"
"Want some?" you ask back sarcastically.
>"I'm good." he replies wiping his nose with his coat sleeve.
>Pulling out a vial from its pouch, you bite off the cap and drink the clear blue contents.
>The vile-tasting swallow travels down your throat.
>"You've got to be kidding me." Shining says.
"What?"
>"She shot out our tires!"
>Seriously...
>Twilight's brother kicks his car, "What're we gonna do now?!"
>Before you can answer though, a deep rumbling from down the street draws your attention as a set of headlights comes closer.
>"What the hell...?"
>Though the paint job is slightly changed, you recognize the vehicle.
>The truck you took home a week ago.
"Yeah I know."
>"Where the hell did you get this?" Shining asks incredulously.
"Eh... found it."
>"Bull."
>The driver's side window rolls down revealing Big Macintosh in the driver's seat.
"C'mon we got our ride." you say getting into the passenger seat. "Mac we need to get after that woman."
>"Eeyup."
>Still skeptical, Shining gets into the back only to freeze.
>"Anon." he calls your name out, closing the door.
"Yeah?"
>"Is this a loaded M134 military grade minigun in the back seat?" he says looking straight ahead at the mounted weapon.
"Eeyup?" Mac answers in your stead, rolling out after Gilda.
>"Maybe I should hang out with you more often." he muses to himself.
"I can tell you it never gets very boring." you reply, "Macintosh you good to drive?"
>"Eh." he says shaking his hand. "I've been through worse."

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>>28905845
"Well I'm sure Shining won't mind if your alcohol level is above the legal limit just this once. Unless you want him to drive?"
>"You know what? I don't even care anymore..." he says with a sigh.
>"Anon." Big Mac says tapping your shoulder.
>He points out the window and you see a single tail light of a motorcycle.
"There she is."
>You see Gilda turn back to look at you before increasing speed.
"Keep on her." you tell Big Mac when your phone rings.
>Who could...
>Grabbing it, you see it's from Rarity.
"Hello?"
>Instead of the fashionista, you hear the younger voice of her sister.
>"A-Anon?"
"Sweetie Belle?"
>"Some guy took Rarity!" she says with barely containted terror.
"What?! Who?!"
>"I-I-I d-don't know! He was big, real big, and had eyes just like yours though!"
>You clench your fist.
"Shit!"
>"Anon what is it?" Shining asks.
"Tirek and Scorpan took Rarity."
>"Are they taking all of Twilight's friends?"
"Well it can't be coincidence. Which means we *need* to catch up to Gilda."
>You feel the truck go faster as you're pushed back in your seat. Glancing at the speedometer your vehicles are going well past 80 down the city streets.
>"Looks like she's heading out of town and towards the freeway." Shining says.
>"H-hello?" Sweetie says from the other line. "Anon are you still there?"
"Sweetie how long ago was this?"
>"Almost ten minutes ago... Rarity told me to hide."
"Sweetie, call Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie. Tell them to call me or text me or something."
>You need to know who's still clear before Tirek and Scorpan move in before anyone gets hurt or killed.
>"O-okay..."
>Rarity's younger sister hangs up and you put your phone away.
>Grabbing the hand hold, you watch as Gilda keeps a constant distance ahead of you.
>You're not letting her get away.
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Well, that's all for now. Gave a little more to make up for the lack of updates for the past couple days.

Until next time.

>>28905878
thanks for the update Axii.

>>28905845
Big mac is fucking awesome. Lets see those fuckers stop heavy caliber minigun fire.

>>28905878
Poor Sweetie. Now that the girls are getting an advanced warning it will make our dynamic entry all the sweeter. Maybe we can catch one of the brothers under the tires.

>>28906228
>implying this will not prove out to be pointless
If Sweetie warning the girls does actually do something, I'll be honestly surprised

>>28906569
Its not like the two of them are fast enough to teleport, hell the cell phone is faster then anything they can do.

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>>28906616
Being a witcher kidnapping teenage girls in the modern age is suffering.

>>28906616
Not that, it's just that warning that lead to nothing seems to be a thing in this green
I feel like it's the third time something like that happened

>>28908374
This would be the time for it.

>>28905878
I really liked that bar fight. You're a fantastic writer, AxiiAnon.

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>>28910638
Thats a nice rara

>>28911217
Its her way of enticing Anon.

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>You frown thinking back to a few minutes ago as you bite into another piece of za
>You don’t really know how to feel about this
>This is like, what, the third or so time you’ve had to catch everyone else up on something?
>At least everyone is nice enough to let you keep talking until the end
>You did choose to leave SOME details out, or just change em up a bit
>Like meeting D in Rarity’s workshop instead of her room wearing her panties like a mask
>Even so, they let comments slip out every so often like when you described your fight with Gilda
>Mostly just the expected remarks about how she was a ruffian from Rarity and the surprise from others for the fact that Gilda is a SIN
>Or the surprise again learning that Trixie was the one who saved you
>Twilight, curiously, has been taking notes and seemed to take particular interest in the times you met D
>Asking for what time your meeting with him on the bench was and such
>By the time you got to your apartment encounter you can see Pinkie’s hair going a little flat
>Lucky for you, that was when the za arrived
>You hadn’t paid attention to how much or what they ordered, but apparently it was enough to warrant Applejack, Rainbow, Fluttershy, Twilight, and Rarity to go get it
>That left you with just a slightly worried Pinkie, sleepy Jordan, and concerned Sunset
>Which gave you the opportune time to excuse yourself to the bathroom
>Which was an excuse to send Pinkie a text to meet you in said bathroom
>You don’t know why, but Pinkie seemed awfully nervous when she stepped in
>Her face was a bit red and she kept muttering something under her breath
>You may not be comfortable calling her a friend, but you were a bit worried
>Thinking she might have had a fever or something you checked her temperature by feeling her forehead

>>28911330
Good morning YFN.

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>>28911334
Right before I need to goto bed, but good morning!

>>28911330
>To which Pinkie started to freak out just a tad
>Ok, maybe calling violently panting while trying to stammer something out just a tad of a freak out is an understatement
>She kept trying to say something like, “I’m ready” but she couldn’t say it without tripping over some part of it
>Thankfully she didn’t seem to be burning up or anything so you assumed she meant ready for what you called her to talk about
>So you asked her about the whole, well you almost smashing her face in like a pumpkin
>It was really awkward for what felt like hours as she opened her mouth to speak only to close it and scrunch her face up like she was thinking
>You couldn’t really tell what she was thinking, but after a little while she finally sighed with a smirk
>To quote her exactly she said, ”It’s ok Anon, I know that sometimes we aren’t ourselves. I know that you wouldn’t hurt me because you’re a good guy! Like the hero Platinum Mettle who totally isn’t Iro—“
>She quickly clamped a hand over her mouth mid-sentence like she was about to burp acid out or something
>Needless to say, what she said did stir several thoughts in your mind
>Mostly just stuff like
>How can she say that with such confidence?
>She’s known you all of three days!
>How can she trust a stranger?
>Had that guy not stopped you, you would’ve had no problem caving her sku-
>That was as far as your thoughts got before being interrupted by a certain cotton-candy haired girl squeezing you in a tight hug
>You didn’t really get a chance to react before she turned around holding her pointer finger in the air and donning a deerstalker hat
>She said in a Sherlock Holmes-esque manner, “Remember my dear Nonny, in order to properly get to the bottom of this pickle we need an accurate retelling of the time we have been separated!”
>She grasped the bathroom door handle and laughed, “So let’s go out there and give them hell old bean, tally-ho!”

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>>28911342
>You just stood there flabbergasted as Pinkie ran off without you
>You managed to pull yourself together though and rush back out to the kitchen area
>However you had to stop to just take in all the food they got
>It was no wonder that five of them had to go and retrieve the food
>There was four or so large pizzas, two different types of pastas, several desserts, and a veritable mountain of breadsticks
>Not that you were complaining or anything
>You quickly took your seat and started to chow down a bit with everyone else
>Well, at least until you noticed everyone’s stares
>You continued where you left off with the Bj Brigade knocking your door down
>Then you went into what happened afterwards
>It still almost doesn’t feel REAL
>Hard to put into words, but you did your best to recount what happened
>Since Pinkie seemed to be fine you didn’t feel as bad that time going through your fight with Aria
>However, even though that didn’t make you feel bad, the mixture of responses to your story did
>It wasn’t so bad at first
>They all seemed to think you fighting with Aria over breaking your chair wasn’t justified, but understandable
>But you could see worry painted on a few of their faces as you told them more
>You could see Fluttershy wince as you described the first beat down Aria so kindly gave you
>A little smile on Rainbow’s lips when you told them about your little surprise fist to Aria’s face
>The immediate collective “ohhh” everyone seemed to mutter when you described, well getting your balls stomped
>The exchange of more worried looks as you tell them how you were acting
>Especially the part where you butterfly suplexed Aria
>You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think that was cool
>You still have no idea how you did that, considering you’ve only watched wrestling before and never practiced it

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>>28911345
>Though that was something to wonder about later as you had something less than happy to describe next
>You had decided to tell the whole truth, so you told them that
>You told them the exact instant any and all semblance of control was thrown out the window
>You told them exactly what set you off
>While you’re sure they tried not to speak loud enough to hear, you could
>Rainbow had leaned towards Applejack
>”Why would his mom being there make him pissed?”
>Applejack elbowed Rainbow in the ribs right after and whisper yelled at her
>”He’ll tell us ifin he needs to, just shut yer yap and listen!”
>You were more so looking toward the center of the table while you continued, so you can forgive them for thinking you weren’t paying them any attention
>However if you thought that before they looked worried, then wew
>As you described what you did to Adagio all comments and whispers stopped
>The only sound in the room was you describing, in somewhat vivid detail, how you seared Adagio’s flesh, and the scratching of Twilight’s pen on her notebook
>Telling them about how you practically strangled her afterwards definitely wasn’t making telling the truth any easier
>At least after that it was just you and Aria trading blows until you got outside
>That was way easier to stomach talking about
>You’d gladly recount getting beaten and beating Aria
>But that wasn’t all that happened…
>You could see the apprehension apparent on everyone’s face as you described your walk towards Pinkie standing in your way
>Pinkie decided to help and take over from there
>Even though you were pretty much the villain of that fight Pinkie managed to make the ensuing clash sound pretty cool
>It was also pretty helpful to confirm that all you remember did indeed happen, even if you would rather some of it didn’t

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>>28911356
>Even with the less than stellar subject matter of you almost killing multiple people, Pinkie managed to raise everyone’s spirits with her various sound effects and comical reenactments of your battle
>You weren’t the only one to chuckle despite not wanting too
>Pinkie sure is something…
>By the time she was done regaling everyone with the glorious battle you had with “Platinum Mettle” you had enough time to think about how to tell them about your dream
>By blaming magic of course!
>To keep some face you decided against telling everyone the little detail of your phone lock screen being Sunset in a bikini
>You did however tell them that you experienced(?) Gilda’s life, more or less
>Rainbow, at first incredulous, begin to get more and more wide-eyed as you went on
>Confirming details with sometimes a happy somewhat wistful smile, and other times with an almost tear-filled grimace
>You could see Rainbow’s then white knuckles as she clutched the table during your retelling of Gilda’s drunken sadness on the rooftop
>Maybe Rainbow didn’t know how much their friendship meant to Gilda?
>You then told them about the other vision you saw
>You kinda felt like you were speaking another language because the others were just as confused about it as you were
>Even Sunset didn’t seem to have any clue who that was
>She did say it was probably right before Equestria was formed judging by how he actually differentiated between pony races
>It seemed as though you were right in assuming that mud pony was a racial slur
>You didn’t leave out the weird dream freakout you had afterwards, or the ensuing one after you woke up
>You also tactfully decided against mentioning that Jordan was naked once more as well

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>>28911364
>And that brings you to where you are now
>Just eating luke-warm pizza in silence as everyone processes your story in their own way
>To say they look conflicted would be an understatement
>You’ve got some like Sunset, Fluttershy, and Rarity who look more worried than anything
>Then you’ve got Applejack and Rainbow who keep stealing glances at you before looking off into the distance looking let-down
>Twilight just keeps going over her notes as she flips between the pages
>Finally you’ve got Pinkie, Spike, and Jordan who are just happily minding their own business
>Well, Jordan is still rubbing its head against you while Pinkie and Spike are packing away the dessert sticks
>But even so the tension in the air is palpable
>The click of Twilight’s pen breaks the standstill of noise in the room
>She adjusts her glasses as she flips pages in her notebook
>”Anon, you don’t mind if I ask you a few questions do you?”
>Well at least someone is talking now
>You shake your head as you great a cinnamon stick for yourself
>She clears her throat gaining everyone’s attention before continuing
>”I wish to address the elephant in the room before we get anywhere, I think it’s obvious to everyone here that Anon was under some magical influence at the apartments.”
>Well shit Twi, go straight for the kill huh?
>She looks down to her notebook
>”If Pinkie’s story is right, then it all stopped when Anon had his pin taken from him.”
>Her eyes raise and scan across the faces of everyone seated
>”So, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I think I can forgive Anon for almost…”
>Now even Pinkie looks like she’s taking this seriously
>Seriously being that she stopped eating and looks deeper in thought
>Spike's still chowing down though

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>>28911371
>The first one to speak is, Rainbow?
>”I get you…”
>Everyone turns to her as she nods slowly with her eyes closed
>You aren’t the only one who seems confused as Applejack tilts her head
>“Uh, get what sugarcube?”
>Rainbow opens her eyes and stares into yours with an unseen intensity
>”We haven’t known Anon for that long, and that’s ok.”
>What’s she getting at?
>”Because in these past three days I think I’ve gotten a good grasp on the kind of guy Anon is, he’s one that sticks his neck out for others.”
>What?
>Since when have you done that?
>She holds her pointer finger out as if counting
>”I first noticed when he charged head first into Flash with a table; that was probably to buy us time to run because he only did it after he saw we were still there.”
>She saw you looking at them back there?
>She adds a finger forming a peace sign while pointing with other hand at Jordan
>”Then, If what Anon said is true, he goes and picks up an injured changeling after being kidnapped by Jordan’s queen.”
>Well, you couldn’t just leave the little guy there
>Rainbow chuckles before extending another finger tallying up three
>”As if that’s not enough he then thinks that the dick he sent to the hospital is in trouble and rushes in to save him.”
>Well…
>Ok, you can’t defend that one in retrospect
>She holds up her pinkie finger completing the set of four fingers
>”Anon even has the balls to rush out and save us from the pawns when he was barricaded nice and safe in that storage room.”
>It wouldn’t have been right to just sit back and chill while they ran screaming for their lives
>Wait
>Sunset tilts her head and asks what's on your mind
>”How do you know that Anon had barricaded himself in there?”
>Rainbow raises an eyebrow
>”You didn’t notice that everything that wasn’t nailed down was around the door just in range for barricading?”

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>>28911376
>Shit, maybe you’ve underestimated Rainbow
>Twilight nods
>”I made note of that, though I’m surprised you noticed Rainbow Dash.”
>Rainbow shrugs
>”I’m captain of EVERY school athletic team for a reason you know; you have to be able to notice everything you can use to the team’s advantage. That includes how each teammate operates in the dynamics of overall teamwork.”
>You are not the only one who’s a little wide eyed right now
>You’ve underestimated Rainbow COMPLETELY
>Rainbow waves her hand in front of her face as she sees everyone is staring at her, barring Jordan and Spike
>”A-anyways, that’s not the point. There’s another reason we can tell that Anon sticks his neck out for others.”
>She holds out all four fingers and her thumb
>”Instead of letting Trixie, someone who could actually use magic, to fight Gilda he instead stepped in front of her directly between her and Gilda.”
>She grimaces slightly
>”And then he unleashed a killer sneak head-butt on Gilda to buy time for Trixie to, do whatever.”
>That probably wasn’t the smartest of choices…
>She places her hands on the table and looks to everyone
>”That’s only in the past three days too; I think that’s more than enough for me to trust that Anon wouldn’t want to hurt Pinkie. I forgive him.”
>She leans back in her chair as everyone seems to mull over her words, you included
>You hadn’t realized that you did all those things
>Well you did, but not from that angle
>You just sorta did what felt right without thinking too hard
>Well except for the time you saved them from the pawns, but you blame magic for that one
>You feel a smile tug at your lips
>Maybe it isn’t so stupid to think you can be a hero?
>Pinkie’s laugh breaks your train of thought
>”That’s good Dashie, since I had already forgiven him!”
>You hear Rarity’s refined giggle
>”Great minds think alike I suppose.”

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>>28911377
>Seriously?
>Applejack takes her hat off and twirls it on her finger as she leans back with a playful smile
>”Ah guess ah’d be lyin if ah said ah hadn’t already forgiven him too.”
>Her too?
>Fluttershy’s smile can be seen even as she looks at the table
>”I still don’t think he would’ve done it, so I don’t think there’s anything to forgive, unlessyouwantmetoforgiveyouAnon…”
>They’re all just going to get over the fact you could’ve squashed Pinkie like a pancake?
>Like even if said Pinkie has forgiven you, you feel like that’s a bit too…
>Easy?
>You hear a sigh from Sunset to your left
>”I guess it’d be a little hypocritical of me if I didn’t forgive him.”
>Turning to her you’re greeted with a warm smile
>”We all make mistakes Anon.”
>She grimaces a little as she looks away
>”Just some of us aren’t corrupted by magic when they do.”
>They all just forgave you, just like that?
>Applejack laughs hardily
>”Aw don’t worry about it sugarcube, we’ve all gotten long over it by now!”
>A chorus of yeses and laughs resonates harmoniously from everyone
>Looking around the table at everyone’s happy faces makes you feel, really warm
>Guess you shouldn’t be surprised that they all forgave you
>These girls certainly aren’t like any of your past “friends”
>It’s kinda weird
>Feeling unconditional forgiveness, that is
>Not the fuzzy warm feeling that is currently emanating from your stomach
>These girls continue to pleasantly surprise you
>Didn’t you used to hate surprises?
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Sorry about this one being so late. It was due to a combination of spontaneous root-beer brewing and tabletop session from a friend;
well that and a lack of good task management on my part. Anyways hoped you enjoyed it!

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>>28911385
Thanks for the update man, game on.

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>>28911385
I like happy endings.

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>>28913247
9 Is no better.

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>>28912466
Yea, I hope it ends with one...

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>>28919343
Working on the next update, but I'm having a bit of trouble trying to pace everything.

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Bumb city

>>28875030
Bump

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>>28915298
No. Bad Twilight, no crazy rampages. (Squirts spray bottle) Bad pony.

>>28923262

>>28924506

>>28911345
>>The immediate collective “ohhh” everyone seemed to mutter when you described, well getting your balls stomped
shouldve popped her ovaries for that

>>28924506

>>28925870

I apologise for being dead. I've had no internet and I've been mad busy. I'll try and post something soon.

I knew writing would be a bad idea

>>28926342
We believe in you.

>>28926342
Of course it is. You have to constantly update every 3 days or so

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>>28905878
"C'mon..."
>You bite the inside of your cheek as the glow of the computer screen lights up the dark confines of your room.
>Just a bit more...
>...
>YES! VICTORY!
>Finally!
>You were kind of worried there, having to carry your entire team like that.
>Smiling smugly at the after-carnage report you type in the words "gg ez".
>Can't keep down the Dash.
>Seeing all the other players rage at you in the text box and over voice chat is like music to your ears.
>Exiting the game, you take a look at what time it is and freeze.
>Oh crap.
>You stayed up way later than you were supposed to...
>And you got a project with Fluttershy to do tomorro- well today actually.
>You should also get started on that four page paper too...
>Good thing your dad is out of town on a business trip like always.
>She won't mind if you "accidentally" sleep in right?
>...
>Well, may as well *try* to wake up on time. Fluttershy is one of your best friends after all.
>Shutting the game down, you make way to get ready for bed when your phone buzzes on your desk.
>Grabbing it, you see it's an incoming call from Rarity.
>Rarity?
>What could she want at this hour?
"Hello?"
>"Rainbow Dash! Thank goodness!" a voice that's obviously not Rarity cries out from the other end.
"Who is this?"
>"It's me Sweetie Belle!"
"Sweetie? Why are you calling me?"
>"Rarity's been kidnapped!"
"What?!"
>"No time to explain, Anon says to call him. I gotta go call Pinkie Pie!" she says before hanging up.
>What the heck is going on?

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>>28927795
>You quickly dial Anon's number from your contact list and frantically pace around the room.
>"Dash, you're still safe." he says, sounding genuinely relieved.
"Anon, what's happening? Sweetie said Rarity was kidnapped."
>You wait for him to answer when you think you hear another voice talking to Anon in the background.
>It sounds like he's in a car.
"Anon?"
>"Sorry, Rarity, Applejack, Sunset and Twilight have all been taken by Tirek, Scorpan and Gilda."
>WHAT?!
"Are you sure?"
>"Positive. I'm chasing after Gilda right now, but it seems Tirek and Scorpan have split up after taking Sunset, Applejack and Twilight."
"What do you mean?"
>"Sweetie probably told you that Rarity was just taken. That happened almost twenty minutes ago. Fluttershy isn't picking up her phone."
>...
>Maybe she's still asleep, she is a pretty heavy sleeper.
>Having to sleep with a bunch of animals kind of makes you have to in order to get a decent night's sleep.
>Hopefully...
>But what bugs you is why Gilda is part of this.
"Where are you right now?"
>"Chasing after Gilda down the freeway northbound out of town."
>More voices in the background, this time you can clearly hear who you believe to be Twilight's older brother.
>You try to ask Anon what to do when suddenly you hear two loud cracks come from the phone.
"Anon? Anon are you there?"
>"Yeah, Gilda just took a couple pot shots at us. Look, right now the best thing you can do is get out of the house and somewhere else."
"Like where?"
>"I don't kn... Vinyl's house or something a place where they wouldn't even have an idea to look. After I deal with Gilda I'll come to get you personally."
"But what abo-"
>"Don't worry about anything else, just pack what you need and get out of your house. And send me a text every five minutes so I know you're still safe."
>This is nuts. You can't just run and hide while your friends are in danger!

>>28927813
RUN RAINBOW, DONT DO ANYTHING STUPID!

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>>28927813
>"Dash, I know what you're thinking. But until I can get Gilda to tell me where the others are, we can't let them get all of you."
>You groan.
"Anon isn't this the sort of situation you trained me to handle?"
>"Rainbow Dash, this is not- Mac watch the car!" you hear him shout.
>The sound of car horn whizzing by echos into the receiver and into your ear.
>"Gilda's being way more reckless than I thought..." he mutters "Rainbow, please just this once. Do what I say."
>...
"Fine. I'll hide somewhere else." you concede.
>"Good. Shining's already called in a couple of cops to each of your houses but I doubt they'll do much against someone like Tirek or Scorpan."
"Just... just when you see Gilda... I want to talk to her. Try not to kill her, she's still an old friend y'know?"
>"No promises." he says before ending the phone call. "Don't worry Rainbow we'll get them back.
>You look at your phone for what feels like an eternity. According to the clock though, its only been thirty seconds.
>Shaking your head, you grab your backpack and dump out your schoolbooks.
>Putting in some spare clothes, and a couple of survival tools along with a knife from the kit your Dad prepared. You grab your keys and jump out the window.
>Never thought Dad's over preparedness would come in handy like this...
>Climbing down the tree just outside.
>You move through your backyard and into the alleyway, being cautious of any figure that may be following you.
>Your house is pretty far from the others, so you should still have some time.
>Getting into your car, you text Anon.
>He doesn't reply, but you hope that doesn't mean the worst.
>Driving off, you bite your lip.
>Anon said northbound on the freeway right?
>...
>Well it would be the last place they'll look...
Turning down the street corner, you fail to notice your Dad's car pulling up to the front of the house...
>Just as soon as a large figure hiding in the shadows enters through the back door...

>>28927836
Oh...well shit, looks like they got Rainbow by the tits now with a hostage.

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>>28927836

>"Where the hell is she going?" Shining asks.
"I have no idea..."
>*CRACK*
>Another round hits the hood of the truck and bounces off, leaving a visible mark behind.
>Big Macintosh grumbles.
>"Well she's determined that's for sure."
>She's been leading you on this chase for quite some time.
>Your phone vibrates as you get a text from Rainbow and Pinkie Pie.
>Seems Dash is going to hide out somewhere while Pinkie somehow convinced her *entire* family to get out of the house.
>Something about Pinkie sense.
>Whatever.
>You've got more pressing things to worry about at the moment.
>Still nothing from Fluttershy though. So you have to assume she's been taken by the brothers.
>Gilda swerves by a single lone car on the road.
>You repeat Shining's question in your head.
>Just were *is* she going?
>This freeway is leading well out of town, almost beyond the city limits.
>It only just occurs to you that she might not be heading anywhere specific.
>Like she's just trying to... waste your...
>God dammit.
"Mac, run her down."
>"WHAT?!"
"She's baiting us. Buying time for the other two to get the other girls."
>"Anon, if she's baiting us, she must at least know where the two other witchers are planning to meet up." Shining points out.
>You scowl and consider your options.
>With what's at stake, you can't spend all night chasing her.
>You have the minigun...
>But you want to get Gilda alive. Not make her into mulch; plus potential bystanders might get in the way. It's late but there are still a few cars here and there.
"Shining how good of a shot are you?"

>>28927849
Pinkie sense(tm) for the win. Thank god or whatever nondescript deity that gives her that sense.

>>28927849
Hot damn, didn't the monster mobsters have tracking bullets? We can find them now!

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>>28927849
>"What?"
"How good of a shot are you?" you repeat.
>"I would assume I'm pretty good. Only Copper could out shoot me on the range."
"Shoot out her tire."
>"Are you nuts? A wipe out at this speed would probably kill her!"
"Remember she's a witcher, Gilda's tougher than a normal human being."
>At least you hope...
>There's never been an instance of a witcher being killed by a traffic incident before.
>It's a real gamble.
"You're going to need to get a good shot off at a distance. If we get too close, she'll probably just use Quen to block the shot."
>"Anon this is ridiculous." Shining says pulling out his pistol and checking the magazine.
"It's either that or Mac pulls up to her and I jump."
>"I'm more inclined to that plan." Shining says with a cheeky smile.
>Big Macintosh rolls his eyes and pushes down on the accelerator.
>The truck speeds up as the engine roars with intensity; despite it's heavier frame the vehicle manages to get right behind Gilda.
>With a flick of a switch, Big Macintosh turns on the hi-beam head and rooflights.
>The reflection of light in Gilda's side mirrors blinds her as you can see her right arm try to shield her eyes.
>The witcher slows down enough that the motorcycle’s rear tire is almost touching the grill of the truck.
>Pressing down on the center of the steering wheel, a loud deep noise from the horn drones in the air making you cover your ears.
>Your quarry almost loses control at the sudden sound as she turns down a corner...
>And with a little rough tap from Big Macintosh, her front wheel loses traction resulting in her becoming perpendicular to the truck.
>In just a few seconds Gilda's bike gets dragged under the larger vehicle while Gilda grabs hold onto the hood on for dear life.
>Slamming the brake, Gilda goes flying forward into the pavement as you come to a screeching halt.
>You see the woman casting Quen before she makes contact with the ground but it only cushions her first impact before she skids to a halt.

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>>28927867
"Well... that works too." you say astonished.
>"I'll say..."
>"Eeyup." he simply replies, shifting the toothpick in his mouth from one side to the other.
>Getting out of the truck, you draw your sword as Shining draws his gun.
>You rush down as Gilda groans in agony, her body covered in road rash and blood.
"This is why we wear protective motorcycling equipment." you quip. "Never know when someone's gonna rear end you."
>The Griffin witcher looks up and glares pure hate at you but is in too much pain to move.
>Pulling a pair of cuffs from his coat, Shining moves in and binds both of her arms together behind her back.
>"Anon." Big Macintosh calls out.
>Rolling the window down, Big Macintosh tosses you a roll of black duct tape from inside the truck.
"Nice call."
>You bind Gilda's fingers and legs together with the tape.
>"Y-you fucker... that was a dirty trick..." she spits out.
"Where are the others?"
>"Piss off."
>Shining's nostrils flare, "You bit-"
>You grab his shoulder and hold him back.
"Time and place. Let's check her things first."
>Dragging Gilda off the road and in front of the truck so she's blinded by the headlights, you and Shining scavenge through the wreck of her motorcycle.
>"Anon, got a mangled mess of what looks like a tranquilizer gun." he says handing it to you.
>From the looks of it, it looks like a scaled down hunting rifle with a thinner and shorter barrel. Just large enough for a certain type of ammo.
"No doubt this is what fired the darts at your house."
>Your pocket vibrates as you get another incoming text from Rainbow and Pinkie Pie.
>That's a bit of relief for now.
"You keep searching for clues I'm going to talk to our "friend"."
>Shining nods his head and continues digging through the bag when his phone rings.
>"Yeah... uh huh... send it to me." he says.

>>28927867
Big Mac is awesome. That is some Transporter shit right there.

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>>28927877
>He pulls the phone away from his ear and looks at the screen.
>His expression becomes grim.
>"Anon." Shining calls your name out.
"What is it?" you say.
>"I just got something from one of the squad cars I sent to Rainbow Dash's residence." Shining says, staring at something on his phone.
>Gilda perks up at the mention of Rainbow's name.
>Rainbow's house...
>You thought she left the house already?
>Holding out your hand, Shining gives you his cell.
>Staring at the picture, you see a person with chromatic hair just like Rainbow's lying in a pool of their own blood slumped against the wall.
"That's not...?"
>He shakes his head.
>You grimace and look at Shining who shares your concern.
>"Any sign of... you know?"
"No. Just the body there. Haven't gotten word yet on the others."
>You drag a palm down your face.
>Great.
>As if things couldn't get any worse.
>Actually, scratch that, they could always get much, much worse.
>Maybe you could use this to your advantage though...
>The pictures not the best quality, and as long as Gilda doesn't get too good a look you could play it off as Rainbow.
"Gilda, I hope you're happy."
>"..."
"Rainbow's dead."
>She freezes before her body relaxes.
>"You're not good at lying Wolf."
"You think I would lie about my friends?" you say emitting anger. "Shining sent a unit to her house after we heard about Rarity getting taken. They found a body of a young girl matching her description lying in a pool of her own blood."
>She doesn't say a word as you tell her this.
>You show Gilda the picture of the body and her eyes widen.
"Seems one of the two brother's got a bit over-zealous because they ran a blade into her chest and slammed her into a wall hard enough to crack her skull. She put up a fight at least."
>You toss Shining's phone over to him and grab Gilda by her shirt collar.
>She tries to hide it, but you can see her eyes waver.

>>28927877
Now the hunt begins.

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>>28927902
>"Where. Are. The others." you demand, drawing your sword holding the edge the blade to the Griffin's neck.
>"They... they swre they wouldn't kill her..." she mumbles.
"What?"
>"... They were just going to take her and the others back to that damn Keep."
"Why? Why back to the Keep?"
>"I don't know... Just that they needed little miss egghead because Mr. High and Mighty wanted her."
"Gilda, I don't give a damn what the Headmaster wants with them. Where did Tirek and Scorpan take them?"
>"..."
>She looks away.
"I'm going to ask one last time. Where are Scorpan and Tirek taking the girls."
>"..."
"Gilda..."
>"That abandoned house where we killed those werewolves." she says bitterly.
>There?
>Why there?
>To make matters worse, you don't even remember where the old house Gilda's talking about was.
>You fell asleep almost as soon as you were in the truck.
>The only other people who know are either abducted or...
>Vinyl!
>She might remember.
>Calling her cellphone, you hear the dial tone three times before someone picks up.
>"Hello?"
"Vinyl, this is Anon I nee-"
>"Oh hey. What's hanging?"
"I don't have time to explain the other girls have been kidnapped."
>"Cool, cool."
"Excuse me?"
>"If you haven't realized by now, this is just a recording; you know what to do. *Beeeep*"
>You stare at your phone almost at a loss for words.
>"Fucking dweeb..." Gilda says unimpressed. "Can't believe I got caught by you."
>...
"Vinyl call me back, it's important." you yell into the phone before hanging up.
>Looks like you're going to have to call Pinkie or Rainbow to see if they remember where the house is.
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That's it for now.

>>28927909
We need to slowly kill Gilda, I am thinking maybe a pair of pliers to her fingers first.

>>28927909
good shit mr.axii, its not comfortable sitting on the end of my seat

>>28927909
Why did Anon call Vinyl's personal phone? It would be way easier to call Octavia instead.

>>28928546

>>28927909
I NEED RESOLUTION OR AT LEAST A PROPER CLIFFHANGER, LIKE JUST BEFORE SOMETHING BIG HAPPENS. ALSO, RAINBOW KILLING TIREK WHEN? BECAUSE YOU KNOW SCORPAN WOULD'VE PROBABLY JUST KNOCKED HIM OUT. ALSO, ALSO, WHO COULD THE HEADMASTER BE? I HONESTLY HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE. HERE'S TO IT NOT BEING DISCORD.

>>28929078
I agree that the headmaster wouldn't be Discord, he isn't the kind of guy to go into old school tradition stuff like making Whitchers, I think he might be a Jaffar light style assistant to the headmaster or mob boss though. In any case, this is Axii we're talking about, he will deliver.

>>28928546

Yeah let's have another pointless general that is basically another AIE
Oh sorry you're right guys anon is alone, right?
Totally diffrent compared to all the other storys....

Fucking general cancer

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>>28930117
Have your (you) then go play in traffic.

>>28930117
I'm surprised we even have shitposters here. When We're waiting for green the thread pretty much dead, just bumping when it gets to page 9. We're pretty quiet round here

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Fapman where are you. UPDATE FAGGOT!

>>28932284
Bump from 8 aint so gr8

goodnight thread, I am blacking out, keep it bumped.

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So I'm not dead, but very busy with stupid life bs
Will be updating tomorrow hopefully

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>>28934417
okay.

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>>28927909
Started reading your story a few days ago.
Caught up.
Shits good man, keep it up.

>>28929093
Well of course he'll deliver, but the fact that i don't know when he'll deliver is killing me.

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>>28936653
Right now I'm trying to ease up on my previous schedule of an update every two days for two reasons: 1) School and physical training started up and it leaves me exhausted most days now, and 2) I don't want to burn out from too many things at once.

I apologize that I don't update as much as before but I still try to write when I can.

>>28936726
We know you will finish the story. And YFNAnon will probably end up the next main writer of the thread. Sad thing is it will probably turn into the bump thread like before he showed up, seeing as the new writefags haven't been around lately again.

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i am rewriting whole story sorry that i did not update you guys can't post till is perfect and i am dealing with life problems and job problems extra add to this writing problems.

>>28936873
>What is a proper sentence for 500?
I don't remember what your story was, but if you can actually write again then by all means go ahead.

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>>28936873
I look forward to seeing it man!

In othe news, happy turkey day everyone!

>>28936873
Did you improve your spelling?

>>28935330

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>>28936726
Hey man. Don't worry about it. I'd rather you do when you can and take your time than force yourself. A lot of us, despite using this site, actually have lives. Just do you man. Waiting for a little bit of something is better than nothing.

>>28927144
Waht.

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>>28941795
Do your writefag job. Continue the story. I know you have been here awhile so I shouldn't have to use kid words to explain this.

>>28942109
I'll try after the night shift I go for in 30 minutes. And after a mass I have to play after that night shift. And after sleeping after all above. Ok?

I just thought you don't want to read my story, since there's so much of better stories, and all.

>>28942175
WE SAID IF YOU FUCKING START A STORY HERE THAT YOU SHOULD COMPLETE IT! HELL YOU HAVE PEOPLE THAT WANT TO READ IT! Your grammar is also tolerable enough that it isn't a problem. SO WRITE DAMNIT!

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>>28942200
Ok!
Thank you!
Soon!

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>>28942235
We will be waiting again, lazy ass.

page 9

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>>28934417
Sorry about flaking yesterday, my time management skills seem to be getting worse and worse
Anyways, to help make it up I have a hopefully juicy update for everyone in about 5 hours

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>>28945528
Based.

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>>28911385
>Seems like the mood is now much more jovial
>Everyone decided to go over the game plan for tonight in a little bit
>For now it seems everyone has split into little groups
>Twilight, Sunset, and Spike went downstairs to do some “last minute patching”
>Whatever that means
>Applejack and Rainbow went to the living room to get a round of Super Street Crusher Physical in
>Apparently a relic of Twilight’s foray as a game programmer
>Can’t really give her points for originality if the game is at all like it sounds
>Fluttershy and Pinkie are packing up the leftovers while chit-chatting
>And then there’s you, just sitting and munching away at some now cold za
>Rarity took Sunset’s seat and Jordan is leaning on you while sleeping
>Wait, did Rarity scoot the chair closer to you?
>You don’t remember Sunset being that close
>Oddly close Rarity aside, overall it’s kinda like you’re all just hanging out
>Feels good
>Though you can’t help but wonder about a few things while you chew silently
>Like what other things Twilight had to ask you
>Or, why Rarity is so quiet
>Doesn’t she usually talk all the time?
>You cast a glance at her out of the corner of your eye
>She’s just smiling while her eyes wander around slowly
>What’s up with her?
“What’s up Rarity?”
>Her eyebrows arch as she flutters her eyebrows
>”Why nothing at all my dear; I’m just thinking about the dance.”
>The dance?
“The one that the other group is going to?”
>Aren’t you supposed to think about that when you’re all together?
>Rarity gives a slightly off giggle
>Off in that it doesn’t sound like her normal ones
>”Mhmm hm hm, not that dance Anon…”
>She reaches into the breast pocket of her satin tan dress shirt pulling out a folded up piece of paper

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>>28946211
>You raise an eyebrow as she reveals what it is
>The “Enchantment under the black moon” dance?
>You don’t know whether you want to beat whoever decided the name or be sad that Celestia and Luna allowed it in the first place
>Words need to be exchanged with them
>You can see Rarity is biting the corner of her lower lip
>”It’s the Halloween dance that CHS is hosting on the day before Halloween.”
“Oh, didn’t know about that.”
>She smiles radiantly while tilting her head slightly
>”Well, all of us are going to be in attendance.”
>Wait a sec
“Isn’t the day before Halloween a Sunday?”
>Rarity nods while scrunching her eyebrows
>”Hmm, I do recall it being so.”
“Just how many days do we get off at CHS?”
>Seriously, that’s two this month
>While you think it’s cool, that’s probably the reason you had to go to school in August
>Rarity looks over your shoulder as if thinking on your question
>”Hm it’s odd, I never noticed how many days off of school we get at CHS.”
>She shrugs before refocusing in on you with a sudden intensity
>You almost back up as her deep blue eyes gaze into yours
>”But there’s something in particular I’m wondering about the dance Anon…”
>Uh, ok?
“And what is that?”
>She tilts her head so she’s looking over her shoulder while resting it in the palm of her hand
>”Oh well, I was just wondering if you had som—“
>Before she can finish a sudden burst of pink invades your eyes
>”NANERMAN!”
>You, being the stone cold manly man you are, let out a very manly cry as you reel back in surprise
>Ok, maybe it was a less than manly girl scream
>You almost fling Jordan to the ground; however with your stunning reflexes you manage to both gnab its hoodie and keep yourself from flailing out of your seat
>Slumping the sleeping buggo against the table gently you turn back to, who you assume to be, Pinkie

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>>28946221
>Pinkie grins sheepishly while Rarity straightens her outfit sending Pinkie a glare
>Oh, maybe she was the girly scream
>”Pinkie, darling, why ever did you start screaming in the middle of my conversation with Anon?”
>Pinkie scratches the back of her neck while her eyes dart all around
>”I, I uh just needed to tell him something!”
>Rarity raises an eyebrow
>”What’s so important you had to startle Anon and myself?”
>Pinkie is starting to sweat like she’s on trial
>Not suspicious at all there Pinks
>Before you can speak up you see another literal light-bulb materialize out of thin air above her head
>”Ah, well I just needed to tell Anon that Twilight needed him in the basement!”
>Oh
>You make eye contact with Rarity who is just smirking
“Well tell me what you were going to ask before I go.”
>Rarity just waves it off closing her eyes while shaking her head
>”Oh no no darling, if Twilight needs you now I wouldn’t want keep her waiting. I can ask you later in a more, private place.”
>Ok then
>You shrug and get up from your chair
>You look over your shoulder as you walk towards the stairs you saw Twilight and Sunset go down
“Keep an eye on Jordan for me, would you?”
>Pinkie gives you a thumbs up
>”Okie dokie lokie!”
>While rarity nods and says at the same time
>”Of course I can darling.”
>The two look at each other and share a chuckle
>Though as you turn around you can’t help notice that Pinkie seems really nervous and Rarity’s chuckle seems a bit forced
>But hey, you’re probably wrong
>After all, they’re closer friends than you’ve probably been with anyone
>You start your slow descent into the basement

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>>28946233
>Rara has that smile on her face when she’s pretending to be all happy, but she’s actually really steam—
>”Pinkie, may I have a word with you?”
>Uh oh, you gotta get out of here!
>You flash Rara the pearly whites
“Uh I, uh sure thing Rares I just need to…”
>Your eyes dart around only seeing a sleeping Jordan and Flutterbutter seems to be struggling with holding the tower of dishes you threw her when you came to interrupt Rares
>Think, think, think…
>You’re not getting a brainblast from any of this!
>Oh wait!
>You turn around on a dime and hold a finger up
“Check on Dashie and Appie to see if they need anyth—“
>You’re cut off as Rara holds your hand tightly making let out a meek “eep”
>”I really must INSIST that you give me a moment of your time Pinkie.”
>Oh jeez
>Turning around you see Rara’s very nice smile that only makes you think of how elegant a lady she is
>Ok, maybe more of a moderately threatening smile of an animal protecting its territory
“O-okie dokie lokie…”
>Rares stares into your eyes like she’s trying to beat the world’s most intense staring contest
>”Now Pinkie dear, I would APPRECIATE it if you wouldn’t interrupt me when I’m talking with Anon.”
>She lets go of your now slightly red hand and straightens out her clothes
>”I do hope you understand; Anon has become rather, important to me these past few days.”
>Oh yea, Nonners sure is important to her
>If by important she means really big green eye candy you could just gobble u—
>No wait, you’re just thinking about gummy bears again
>Silly brain
“Yep I sure getcha Rara!”
>Oh boy do you
>Rara smiles with much less scary-gonna-eat-youness as a loud *CRASH* booms from behind you
>Turning around you see Flutters looking like a deer caught in headlights as a single plate rolls in a circle before crashing into the ground and shattering
>”Heh, oops…”
>You and Rares share a look before you both start to laugh

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>>28946241
>Stepping down off the staircase you can feel the difference in atmosphere
>It smells like a mixture of solder, sterilizer, and
>Rather odd combination to say the least
>Standing at the end of the staircase you survey the place
>Lots of books and what looks like incomplete projects scattered about
>There’s also a big bulletin board that puts the conspiracy wall in A Beautiful Mind to shame
>Like god damn is there a bunch of different colored threads connecting to so many pictures
>Just trying to make sense of it without knowing its original purpose is giving you a headache
>Really, the only thing you do get is that it has something to do with the horse statue in the front of the school
>Wasn’t that a portal to horselandia or something?
>Your decrypting of the mangled mess of thread and pictures is interrupted when a hand pats your shoulder
>”Hey Anon, what are you doing down here?”
>You turn your head to Sunset
“Getting a headache.”
>Sunset gives you a half smirk before looking to Twilight’s inside job analysis bulletin board
>”Yea, regardless of the world Twilight seems to have a passion for categorizing information, though I think she gathered a bit too much on this one.”
>You turn away from the confusing mess and look towards the far wall where you can see several exosuits
“Anyways, Twilight wanted to see me?”
>Sunset’s face scrunches up before she shrugs
>”I don’t know; let’s go ask her.”
>You follow Sunset as she leads you through the island of misfit inventions carefully making sure you don’t bump one of the several stacks of books or boxes full of metal bits

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>>28946251
>Sunset stops a bit away from the currently welding Twilight and cups her hand around her mouth shouting to get Twilight’s attention
>”Hey Twilight, Anon said you wanted him for something?”
>Twilight’s face-shielded head pops up from the inner workings of what looks like a half-made exosuit
>She flips some switches off next to her before flipping her head and the face shield back
>Rubbing her eyes she smiles at the two of you
>”Well I did want to, but how did you know?”
>Sunset looks to you which causes Twilight to as well
“Pinkie told me.”
>They both nod it off before saying in unison
>”That makes sense.”
>Taking her gloves off Twilight walks towards the both of you
>”Alright Anon-kun, time is of the essence; I believe I can get a second exosuit into operational condition if I get about another hour or so of work time.”
>Oh ok
>Wait a second one?
“I was under the impression that you had one for each of you.”
>Sunset scratches the back of her neck while Twilight sheepishly looks away
>”Well we did, but uh…”
>Sunset snatches a piece of paper off a desk next to the suits
>”There was a burst of magical activity not too long ago that caused something to go haywire in most of the suits.”
>Twilight nods while turning at an exo glove in her hands
>”It’s almost as if something concentrated magic specifically to sabotage them, but that’s a bit of a stretch.”
>Who would do that, or who COULD do that?
>She shakes her head
>”But that’s not what I wished to discuss with you Anon.”
>Twilight pulls out her notebook and flips through it
>”I believe that there might be a few things that we need to figure out from your story of today’s events.”
>Things you need to figure out?
>Noticing your confusion she pushes her glasses up
>”Mainly that I think you might have missed a message intended for you.”

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>>28946257
-MEANWHILE-
>You chuckle as you watch Sombra sit in his office puffing out his magical vapor
>Upon hearing you he swivels in his chair leaving a vapor trail of sorts behind him
>”Something funny to you?”
>You smile walking towards him as your shadowy black ichor mixes with his dark vapor clouds
“No no, I’m just happy to see that your plans are running smoothly.”
>Sombra squints at you before letting out a snort of vapor
>”Yes well, it may be step one of my plan, but once I execute it this world is all but conquered.”
>He sneers slightly towards you
>"But why are YOU happy about that?"
>You nod while you take a seat on his desk
“You could say I benefit from your success; that is of course IF no one stands in your way to success.”
>Sombra raises an eyebrow as he takes another puff of his vape stick
>”Are you saying someone will?”
>You shrug while looking out his window
“And what if I said certain concerned parties were already planning to do so?”
>Sombra palms his vape pen while holding his fist in his lap
>”Well, I’d say they’re as good as DEAD.”
>You hear a crunch emanate from his flexed fist as it echoes in the silent room
>You smirk as best you can with your face
“Well what if I offered to help you with these meddling interlopers?”
>Sombra holds his palm open as vapor surrounds his broken vape pen piecing it back together with dark crystals
>”I would ask what you would get out of it obviously.”
>You stand from the desk and hold your arms out
“I like to think of it as a privilege to serve the future overlord of this world!”
>Clapping your hands in front of your face you tilt your head
“Of course, I wouldn’t turn down a reward if you’d be so gracious to give me one.”
>Sombra sits in the dark of the office with the lights of the city illuminating his desk
>You adjust a shirt cuff as Sombra’s gears turn in his head
>He seems to be studying your "smiling" face for its authenticity

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>>28946271
>Sombra places his now crystal vape pen on his desk while pulling out a bottle from underneath
>”And what exactly would one such as yourself want as a reward?”
>There’s only one thing you want
>You step forward sweeping a hand over the globe sitting at the right hand corner of Sombra’s desk causing it to spin
>Your dark tendrils lift the spinning globe mid-air making it dance around
>You lean on the desk as you marionette the globe behind you in the soft glow of the city lights
“As a man who’ll have the entirety of the world under his control, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind giving control to a small region for m—“
>Sombra suddenly smirks as two crystalline glasses materializes on the desk
>”Ah yes, now I recognize what you are.”
>He opens up the bottle and pours the clear liquid out into the glasses
>”The only question is, why are YOU in THIS world? Or better yet, WHY should I trust YOU?”
>He slides a glass over to your end of the desk
>You swipe it up with a tendril
>The stench of strong gin wafts up to you
>You down the glass in one go before setting it back on the desk
“For the first one, I was able to sneak through during a new moon 20 years or so ago.”
>You spin the globe out in front of you before setting it down on the desk
"As for the second, I did not come empty handed..."
>You stroll to the window and point down to the alleyway below
>Sombra swivels around and stands with his drink in hand
>As he steps towards the window you give your men by the truck the thumbs up
>Working quickly they uncover the tarp covering the top of the re-purposed coal truck
>With the tarp now gone Sombra’s eyes widen considerably with the sight
>A coal truck filled to the brim with beautifully twinkling crystals, gems, and valuable metals

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>>28946275
>Sombra hums seemingly pleased with your offering
>”I can see you’d be a valuable accomplice to my plan.”
>That’s what you were hoping
>You wave to the two down in the alley and they proceed to cover the coal truck once more
>Walking away from the window you lean against the wall
“20 years ago, I was close to securing a future for my kind…”
>You need to downplay your power
“But now, through sheer luck, I may be the last of them.”
>Turning away from the window Sombra faces you as he sips at his glass mulling over something in his mind for a few moments
>”Then who are the men down there?”
>You pull out two wallets from your breast pocket
“They are merely remnants of my comrades sustained by my magic. They are the last two comrades I have left from Equestria.”
>Sombra once again goes silent while he stares at your dark form
>You’d say the silence was suffocating if you needed to breathe
>Sombra slowly nods his head before finishing his glass
>”I see, I may be able to give you what you desire… If you do three things for me first.”
>Excellent
“Anything.”
>Sombra stands from his chair
>”Swear fealty to me, lend me your skills to take over this world, and finally, tell me your name.”
>Even if your face doesn’t quite allow for it you can safely say you’re smiling
>Everything is going according to plan
>You bend down on one knee with your head down
“Of course my lord.”
>You stand back up to Sombra with a smile wider than you imagined he could have
>You bow politely with an arm tucked behind your back
“Allow me to properly introduce myself…”
.
.
.
What's this mystery message Anon missed? Why is Rarity thirstier than a dying man in the dessert? Who is the mystery man that's now revealed himself? TUNE IN NEXT TIME ON ANON BALL Z!

>>28946296
BUMP