Nightly Scilight Thread #130

>>28970769
>Nightly Scilight
>Starlight Glimmer op
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
GREAT JOB JOJO

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>Jojo is a glimposter

>>28970769
this is a special edition of NST where Starlight is in power
I have a one-shot that will be posted later in the thread to explain how she got there
but for now I am tired
Have a good night

>>28970775
>>28970776
that was fast

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>>28970769
>Glimposting Nst
You're okay in my book jojo

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>>28970776
>>28970797
that was the first time I really Glimposed and all of my glimposting will be in this thread

the dykeshit will continue as normal

that moondancer gif makes me sad

So we recorded CoC as a podcast. The last half hour got cut off though. It was SUPER fun. Look forward to it being posted tomorrow.

>>28970806
Dykeshit or no, you glimposted the cuck thread. That makes you cool and your trip mean something. You have my utmost respect, you shitposting god of a man

9th for moon is best waifu for boringlight

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Alright /nst/, strap yourselves in and throw on a cheesy cyberpunk movie, it's time for Cyberlight Part 2: Back Home.

Part 1
http://pastebin.com/85FQLGjy

>Be Sunset Shimmer.
>Also be barely alive, because Starlight has completely lost her fucking mind.
>So much for trying to resolve things without resorting to violence.
>Instead, you focus on the current situation.
>Whatever the hell she did to you, you can’t feel Twilight.
>Worse, the damage done has left your current body barely functional.
>You roll yourself over and crawl across the floor towards the collapsed form of Twilight, with only your right leg still attached.
>The version of her that goes by T-4 is kneeling over her, pulling another syringe of what you assume to be cure-all from her labcoat and administering it to Twilight.
>Starlight’s last two shots nearly burned the younger Twilight’s leg off, the beams rendering the limb a mess of burnt flesh.
>It's is only slowly healing as well, despite a shot of cure-all, if the discarded syringe by her side is any indicator.
>Pulling your gaze from her, you crawl forward with all your might, oil trailing from your body’s ruined chest, and reach out to Twilight.
“T-Twi...”
>Your own voice is garbled, stuttering, and heavy with static, but as you touch her, you can just barely feel a pulse with what limited sensors your android body has.
>”S-Sunset.”
>You look over, seeing the high councilor Twilight pull the syringe away from Twilight's arm.
>Her voice shakes from working through the pain, but her eyes are determined and focused on you.
>”We c-can’t lose her.”
>For a moment you think she’s talking about Twilight.
>"W-W-What?"
>She points past you, and as you follow, you see a discarded orange and white portal gun.
>You can only assume Starlight dropped it during the fighting.
>Meaning, hopefully, she was trapped in whatever universe she jumped into.
>You crawl your way over to it as T-4 goes back to patching up Twi and herself.

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>>28971428

>Once the universe-crossing pistol is in your hand, you flick through the settings, seeing the battery is at about half.
>As you watch, however, you realize that it's climbing, albeit slowly.
>The next thing you see is the location, which is written in the apparently more often used U-number classification, instead of the type followed by the number you and Twi had initially been exposed to.
>U-36
>Starlight ported home.
>Your lips twitch into what approximates for a grimace in this body.
>Maybe it actually is; your active camouflage keeps flickering in-and-out.
>Slowly, you turn yourself around, showing the number to the high councilor Twilight.
"L-L-Looooooooo-ok."
>By Celestia, that was getting annoying.
>T-4 glances up from Twilight to look at the device, her eyes slowly widening.
>"Do either of you keep portal guns in your home universe?"
>You pause.
>"N-Not thaaaaaa-t I kn-know of. We-We've been gone a year-year-year."
>Reaching up, you slap your android body's face, going by the old standby of hitting something to fix it.
>The high councilor Twilight winces slightly, looks between you and Twilight for a moment, then reaches for the ear bud still attached to her collar.
>"Suns, Status."
>After a brief moment a voice, presumably one of the Sunsets, replies.
>"MUPPET forces routed and USSR forces either killed by us or took their own lives when S-745 showed up. We've got a lot of wounded, but casualties are minimal. Anons, mostly."
>T-4 frowns, but seems to steel herself before responding.
>"Get a medical team and an android repair technician down to android storage, but prioritize any critical injuries first. I also need T-745, and S-745 if you can communicate with her."
>There's a pause on the other earbud, before a growling voice speaks up.
>"I'm fully capable of speaking. We'll be there in a moment."
>Twi's counterpart only rolls her eyes and goes back to fretting over Twi herself.
>Your grip on the portal gun tightens, just a bit.

>>28970819
Excited to see it

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>>28971436

"I-I'm g-going after her."
>Confirming the coordinates, you fire a portal beside you, prompting T-4's head to whip up in surprise.
>"Sunset, you're barely held together!"
>You toss the portal gun to her, watching her fumble with it a moment before shifting yourself a bit closer to the portal's edge.
"There's no no time. If she e-escapes, we'll never find her-er-er again."
>Like Twilight, you had hoped that Starlight would have been different.
>You could see it in her mind, felt it bounce off of and match your own feelings.
>Pain, fear, betrayal, surprise, anger...
>The last one, you will admit, was more your own than hers.
>Still, finally finding her, seeing and experiencing what she had become, fighting her...
>You force yourself up into a sitting position.
>If she broke into Twilight's lab, or had a backup portal gun, or any other number of possible escape routes, then you would almost assuredly be unable to find her again.
>100 universe jumps.
>Over 300 universes attacked.
>Countless versions of Twilight, of yourself, of Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity hurt, or killed.
>Flash, Principal Celestia, Princess Celestia-
>You steel yourself and turn to your friend's high council counterpart.
"I-I'm ending this."
>She grimaces, but, after a moment, nods.
>You return it in kind, before glancing at Twi, then back to her.
"D-Don't let her die."
>"She won't. D-Don't die yourself before we can help."
>You give her a small grin, and then throw yourself through the portal.
>Porting wasn't something you and Twilight did often; your tracking Starlight across the multiverse required an approach that 5D space just made easier.
>As such, you're completely unprepared for what you experience, being confined to a body without Twilight's open mind and body to shield yourself within.
>Normally, a portal would be near-instantaneous; a thousand different glimpses of the multiverse all at once, like what happens when a MAGI field pops, except not lethal.

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>>28971456

>It was a bit disorienting, sure, but it was near-instant and safe.
>Starlight's portal gun is nothing like that.
>It was a bit slower for one; each glimpse into a universe lasting about a second, instead of a nanosecond.
>The other thing you notice is what your limited sense of touch feels; a crawling, stinging feeling over every crevice, surface, and remaining part of your body.
>It is by no means a pleasant experience.
>Thankfully, it's over before the sensations overtake you completely, dumping you out onto rough pavement and a stormy sky of grey.
>Something tells you that then, not having flesh was for the best.
>A ragged gasp somewhere off to your right draws you back to the present.
>Forcing yourself up, you barely make out the teal and baby blue of Starlight's clothing as she stumbles around a corner.
>Standing is an effort, one that only rolling to an alley wall achieves.
>Somehow, you make it around the corner with a quick hobble, throwing yourself against the walls to stay upright when you're about to lose your balance.
>Starlight has stopped halfway down the next alley, huffing and puffing as she grips her side with the one arm she has left, the blood staining along it becoming thin and distorted by the rain.
>You manage a few more steps, and then in desperation, hurl your body at her.
>The two of you collapse to the pavement in a heap of distorted metal and wounds, your arms gripping tightly to her dress.
>She delivers a savage punch to your jaw, denting the metal inwards and disrupting your active camouflage.
>You return it with a right hook of your own, getting a loosened tooth to the face for your troubles.
>Her next blow is aimed low and fast, catching you off-guard as her hands jams itself into your blown-open chest and twists something within.
>Instantly your vision becomes a distorted haze and your left arm refuses to respond, rainwater and damage taking their toll.
>Starlight shoves you off.

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>>28971467

>Stumbling to her feet, she pulls her revolver from her skirt.
>Before you can move to defend yourself, she stomps hard on your usable hand, shattering the servos within.
>You force your leg beneath your body, trying to stand.
>She levels the revolver at you, hatred evident in her seething face.
>A sharp click rings out, the weapon's ammo spent.
>"..."
>Rage morphs into irritation, before she delivers a swift kick to your stomach, knocking you flat on your back
>Again.
"N-No..."
>The static around the edge of your vision is getting worse.
>In response, she comes closer, raising her foot to stamp on your head, before a ragged cough forces her to lower the foot and cover her mouth.
>Even in your sorry state, you can still see the blood washing away between her fingers in the rain.
>Cursing, hacking up droplets of quickly-dispelling blood in her wake, Starlight tosses her revolver aside and stumbles out of your field of view.
>Your mind screams to act, but the body you're confined to can't respond.
>The very real possibility that you might die, again, begins to creep up on you.
>Two of the fingers on your damaged hand clench.
"T-Twi..."
>Above, the storm rages in a sunless sky.
>You're about to try and force yourself up again, when another, distinct set of footsteps reach your fading sense of hearing.
>"Sunset?"
>You swear you recognize that voice, but everything is awash with static.
>A loch of bright, curled hair resolves for a moment, before your vision sputters and dissolves to black.
>Again, you try to fight the android body you're trapped in.
>Stop Starlight.
>You have to-
>A warm feeling moves across your back and legs, and then there's a sensation of floating.
>Your vision's gone, and you can barely even hear the rain now, but you can feel someone holding you.
>Trying to speak is a wasted effort, since you can only hear gurgling static when you try to.
>Until whoever was moving you decided to repair your senses, you were stuck in this body.

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>>28971472

>At least you weren't dead...
>There's a distant-far off slam, like that of a door, and you're acutely aware of a shift in your balance.
>This was going to take a while.

>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>Specifically, be the Twilight Sparkle of universe designation Star-36.
>Fuck.
>Everything hurts.
>You're currently laid out in a hospital bed, feeling like you got the shit beat out of you.
>Which you did, if you recall correctly.
>To the point your ex-girlfriend ripped your not-girlfriend out of you body, probably just to add insult to injury.
>You hope Sunset isn't dead set on trying to be nice, because now the next time you see Starlight you're blowing her head off.
>Slowly, you open your eyes, trying to take in your surroundings with as little headache as possible.
>You're in a hospital again, possibly the same one, which means that at the very least Sunset or T-4 were able to get you help.
>Over the steady beeping of the heart rate monitor, you hear a gentle snoring, which draws your attention from the plain, sterile walls, down to your bedside.
>A jacket-wearing Sunset is slumped back in a cushioned chair, arm curled around a labcoat-wearing Twilight.
>It takes you a minute, mostly because it had been so long since you'd seen her in anything other than combat armor, but you slowly realize it's Slaughter and Sparkle curled together.
>How long had they been at your bedside to warrant falling asleep?
>You take a moment to look them over.
>Sparkle's got a number of minor cuts and bandages over what parts of her body you can actually see, and at least one finger is in a cast.
>Honestly, you're more surprised that Slaughter looks human again, nevermind that she doesn't have a scratch on her.
>Well, the arm she lost during the fighting is now brass, which at the very least doesn't look molten.
>You furrow your brow, wondering what all had changed now that Slaughter had achieved... whatever Sparkle had called it.
>Apotheosis.
>You think.
>Thinking hurts.

>>28971493

That's all for now. Will probably have more soon, or a bit of Midnight vs.

Pastebin of Part 2, for those interested.
http://pastebin.com/P9eFH2FP

>>28970633
Nah, is actually a pretty good manga. Some of the issues that came out this year might remind you to the most slice of life moments in r9klight.

>>28971703
"I had sex while I was drugged"
>"YOU WERE RAPED?"
"no I just didnt know I was having sex"

>>28971703
Don't you mean the other way around since r9klight was a ripoff of watamote and breaking bad?

>>28971796
BUILD

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>>28970769

>glimposting
I dont frequent this thread but I want to say that you have my respect, more than any tripfag I have met
You clearly have good taste and I will not forget your name

>>28971754
That never happened in WataMote.
>>28971756
The realization that normalfags also have their own share of problems happened this year in July in WataMote.
Now, I can agree that Twilight's character was a more extreme version of Tomoko, but she evolved into something of it's own.
Also, I don't remember Breaking Bad having murderous lolis.

>>28970769
That staff reminds me of Evangelion.

>>28971845
Cockgargling underage mobilefag

>>28970776
Purge Twilight 0.5 from the multiverse.

>>28971982
Moon is pure

>>28972304
I hope you meant pure garbage

>>28972328
She is pure

>>28971955
Maybe it is, it was in the s5 premier

>>28971950
Just because r9klight did it earlier doesn't mean it didn't still rip it off

>>28973056
Great argument.
Upvoated.
{];^)>

>>28973157
>rip something off to the point where you start ripping character arcs before they happen
It is impressive, but it's still a total lack of creativity. He only did it earlier by having enough autism to make literal watamote/r9klight closely enough to do so.

>>28973186
You can't even say why it's a rip off since I am 100% sure you haven't read WataMote.
The shit that happens to Tomoko (because of her being her) are nothing compared to the shit Twilight does or says.
Tomoko has never done irreparable damage to her social life (Or future social life), she even has some friends now.
Twilight at the current state of things has people I don't think I could call friends besides Trixie and Rainbow, her life is pretty much shit and everyone she knows might end up dead just because she had good rape with best momfu and that piece of shit Fluttershy.

>>28973407
>weird smelly virgin quirky normie-hating NEET girl with delusional fantasies and a hot friend gets into cringe hijinks
Right it's so different. Aside from the ransom Discord stuff that makes no sense, it's watamote in nearly every way.

>>28973539
The fact is that there is only one arc that is a parody of a WataMote arc. The one where Twilight plays Magic The Gathering and it's a parody, not even a straight up copy.
Also, Yuu-chan is a good friend to Tomoko. Sunny is just kinda weird, because at first it really looks like Twilight is a pet project, but she became a good friend with time.
Also, WataMote is just spaghetti hijinks, r9klight is goodbye social life hijinks.
Again, let's not do this anymore, you are the one that's going to end up looking bad.

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>

>>28974426
>:^(

>>28974450
She is sad because you are angry at her

Is Jeff going to post the Cthulhu vid?

>>28974831
is jeff going to fix my heart which he broke in his stories

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>>28974831
Going to upload it tonight, when our bandwith isn't shot to hell by my roommate playing WoW.

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Somewhere in a dark and distant universe, not too different from our own...

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>>28975106
“Where is she?"
>Snow crunches underneath your boots as you march through the lonely city street
>Hugging against a wall, you hold your rifle tight and listen
“…”
>The quick patter of footsteps echoes over
"Bah!"
>You take off down an alley way
>Running past the burnt husk of a tank, you rush up the steps of an abandoned church before huddling against it
“…"
>All is silent save for the rustling of the bitter wind
>Despite the freezing cold, a bead of sweat rolls down your cheek
“Where are you?"
*BOOM!*
>Your eyes widen as multi-colored shards of stained glass rain down
>The mechanical whirling of a bolt action rifle echoes over, betraying its wielder’s location
>You raise your automatic rifle at the clocktower across the street
*RATATATATATATATATATATAT!*
>Wooden splinters fly as your barrage of bullets smashes into the building
>”AAAAAAAHHHH!"
>You cease fire upon hearing her scream
>The clocktower groans like a wounded animal before collapsing inwards
>It belches a dark cloud of smoke, and with it a small figure emerges from its entrance
>Her body is wrapped in a trenchcoat, her face mostly obscured with a ragged scarf while a wooden rifle lies in her gloved hands
>She stumbles into the street while waving her gun at you
>The sniper fires a second blast, but the shot goes wide
>Her bullet ricochets off of the stone church as you rush down its steps
>She yanks back the bolt handle to load in a new round, but you’re already upon her
“COWARD!”
>The butt of your gun slams into the sniper's chest
>”OOF!"
>Dropping her rifle, she crumples to the ground
>Looming over, you all but growl
“How many of my friends did you kill like dogs?!"
>”s-SURRENDER!”
>You drop your weapon and grab her by her coat
”I’LL NEVER SURRENDER!”
>”SURRENDER!”
>She shrieks as you raise a fist
>”s-Surrender!”
“Hm?!”
>Your fist hangs in the air as you stare into her deep blue eyes, from which tears begin to stream
>”i-I surrender…”

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>>28975139
>You stare down at the sniper as she shakes in your grasp
“What the Hell?”
>Instead of pummeling her, you open your fist and reach down to her face
>Pulling the scarf away, you reveal your foe’s identity
>She can’t be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old
“Jesus Christ…”
>From her youthful visage to her purple hair and fair face, you are reminded of home
>Your little sister is waiting for you there
>”n-Notre Père, q-qui es aux cieux… q-Que ton Nom soit sanctifié”
>As if in response to you taking His name in vain, she begins to stutter out a prayer
“Son of a… stop that.”
>You let go of her as she continues to pray
“Stop that! Arrête! Arrête!”
>She freezes up in response
“Do you understand me?”
>”q-Quoi?”
>You frown down at her
“Who are you?”
>She sniffles whilst staring up at you, but offers no other response
"What is your name?”
>She tilts her head and wipes away a tear
“Damnit.”
>Turning away, you pick up her bolt-action rifle and sling if over your shoulder before grabbing your own gun
>Plopping down onto the snow several steps away, you point at her and ask
“Are you a partisan?”
>Her eyes seem to widen
>She looks down at the ground and nods her head
>You sigh
“Perfect…”

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Just wanted to say that you scifags are pretty cool.

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>>28975173
>Sitting there, you spot the sun dipping lower over the horizon
>Soon it will be night, and you will have to either return to your lines or find shelter
>Which means you’ll have to figure out what to do with your little partisan girl
>”n-Name?”
>You lift your head up and find that she is now pointing at you
“Shining Armor.”
>”Shining Armor?”
>Nodding your head, you raise a finger to her
“Name?”
>She pulls in her legs and hugs her knees whilst stammering
>”s-Starlight Glimmer.”
“Starlight Glimmer…?”
>You watch as she begins to shiver
“That’s a very pretty name.”
>Her shaking ceases
>Starlight looks up at you and wipes tears from her startling blue eyes
“Starlight, what am I supposed to do with you?”
>Sighing, you reach into a pouch on your belt and brandish a vital piece of equipment
>A small photograph of your sister
>Glancing up from it, you see Starlight is watching
>Flipping the photo around, you show her the photo
“Sister. Twilight Sparkle.”
>She leans her head closer
>To your surprise, she gives you a fragile smile
>”Pretty.”
>You return her smile
“You have family? La famille?”
>Just as quickly as it came, her smile disappears
>”Non….”
>That wipes your smile away as well
“I’m sorry to hear that…”

>>28975217
I smell Soviet loli trick.

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>>28975217
>The two of you sit there as it becomes colder and darker outside
>In one hand you grip your gun while in the other is a photograph of your sister
>The way you see it, there are two choices
>You could let Starlight go, and she’d likely run back to her partisan friends
>She would continue to fight against your people, kill more of your comrades or even eliminate you
>Or, you could…
>”m-Monsieur Armor?"
"..."
>Rising to your feet, you put the photo of Twilight away and lay both hands on your rifle
>A cold wind blows past as you loom over her
>”Mon Dieu…"
>You frown down at her and—
>The ground begins to shake
“The fuck!?”
>A great tremor courses through the earth, sending you to your knees
“Artillery?!”
>The roar of a mighty explosion tears your attention upwards
>The sky has turned blood red
“w-What?"
>Then before your very eyes, the bloody sky becomes an eerie glowing green
>Before your eyes can adjust, the sky splits open into blackness
>”AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
>Starlight's scream fill the air, shocking you into action
“GET DOWN!”
>You drop the rifle and tackle Starlight to the ground
>Your hearing disappears, leaving only a loud ringing noise as a searing light blinds you
>Before your vision fades away completely you look upon Starlight
>It would seem that someone else decided for you…
>…
>…
>…
>Your eyes flutter open

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>>28975313
>You stare out the window at the rolling plains and the grey clouds
>Your hearing is back, and you are not nearly as cold
>”Hm.”
>You freeze up whilst laying against the glass window
>Lifting your head up, you find yourself sitting beside someone
>A muscular man with blonde hair and green eyes watches you whilst chewing on a piece of grain
>The mere sight of him steals your breathe away
“m-Mac?”
>He raises an eyebrow
“Big Mac is that you?”
>He scratches the back of his neck
>”Eeyup.”
>Words fail you
>”Ya’ll alright Captain?”
“c-Captain?”
>You’re suddenly aware of the somewhat prim military uniforms you both are wearing
“Captain?"
>You flinch as a splitting headache grips you tight
“y-Yes… yes I am alright Lieutenant.”
>Taking a deep breathe, you open your eyes and exhale
“Just another bad dream.”
>”Hmph.”
>You rub your forehead whilst trying to make sense of that terrible dream
“This time I was fighting another partisan, but she was a young girl. She looked like… Bah!”
>You lean back into your seat and sigh
“Is the war really over?”
>”Eeyup.”
>Staring back out the window, you watch as the green pastures roll by
“If only we had another few months… damn it all.”
>You know you could have made a breakthrough, if only you had the time
>The enemy lines were cracking right open for your men when the armistice was signed
“How could it have come to this?”
>”Guess this is it.”
“I guess so.”

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>>28975361
>The train you are riding on begins to creep into the transit station in the midst of your brooding
>Things did not turn out as you had hoped, but you are at least home
“Well I suppose your family can’t wait to see you.”
>Big Macintosh brandishes a big smile
>”Eeyup!”
“Heh.”
>The two of you rise up to your feet and head for the exit
“I can’t wait to see the look on her face.”
>”Yer sister?”
“Eeyup!”
>Big Mac chuckles as he slaps you on the back, nearly knocking you over with his powerful arm
“Easy there Soldier!”
>”Sorry SIR.”
>The two of you laugh at one another whilst marching onto the platform
>As you both make your way through the bustling train station, something catches your attention
>There are quite a few medals on your uniform, more than you remember, and… you’re walking with a limp?
>You stop and take a good look at yourself
>This trenchcoat, these medals, leather gloves and a peaked cap?
>It all feels rather unbecoming of you
>”Yer leg?”
>Big Mac frowns when he finds you staring at yourself
“Its… better. Much better now.”
>His frown disappears
>He waits for you to catch up, and once you do you’re both exiting the station together
>Big Mac hails a taxi cab as you stand off to the side
>You can’t take your eyes off him
“Its really you. You’re alive…”
>Big Mac manages to catch a cab
>You’re about to grab onto him before he leaves, only to realize that he is holding the door to the cab open for you
>”Crystal Prep?”
“t-The military academy? Yes, yes of course…”
>He smiles as you step inside the cab
>”We should grab a drink some time Captain.”
“Yes… I’d like that. I’d like that a lot.”
>The two of you shake each other’s hands
>His grip is exceptionally tight, but you squeeze back just as hard
“Good bye Mac.”
>”Good bye Shiney.”
>With that, he shuts the door and you’re off

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>>28975410
>Everything looks and feels wrong
>It has been some time since you’ve been home, so you suppose that has something to do with it
>Yet a part of you thinks that there’s more to it than that
>These streets, this city… the war
“Jesus Christ.”
>You bury your face into your hands
>How could the war have ended so badly?
>So many lives lost, so much destruction
“Was any of it worth it?”
>If there is anything at all you can be grateful for, it is that the war did not reach the homefront
>You can return knowing that your family is safe
>For that alone, you are grateful
“Mother and father will be so reliev—“
>Your body shudders
>You grasp a hand over your head as the splitting headache strikes once more
“m-Mother? Alive as well?”
>”Sir are you alright?”
>The cab driver peers back
>Sighing, you brandish a handkerchief and dab your forehead
“Yes, I am fine.”
>Are you still suffering from the mustard gas?
“What nonsense…"
>Maybe you’ll never be physically complete again, but you’ll be damned if you lose your mind as well
>The cab pulls over
>You look outside the window and see the tall red brick edifice of Crystal Prep Academy
“Thank you very much.”
>You offer the taxi cab his fare, but he rejects it
>”Thank you for your service Sir.”
“What? Oh no, please take it.”
>”No no no…”
>Before you can press him further he is already driving off
“Damn, oh well.”
>You stuff your hands into your coat and walk up the academy's steps
>Upon seeing your uniform, the secretary at the front desk smiles and rises out of her seat
“I am here to visit my sister. My name is Shining Armor.”
>”Yes sir! I will look up her file right now.”
>The door behind you flies open
>”HALT!”
>You straighten up at the sound of that voice
>”ADVANCE AND BE RECOGNIZED!”
“SIR! CAPTAIN ARMOR OF THE 67th NESTEAN INFANTRY REGIMENT!”
>”67th Nestean huh?
>Turning around, you balk at the sight of your supposed superior

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>>28975447
“Commandant Sombra!”
>A swarthy man with long dark hair smirks at you
>”You ought to be put in front of a firing squad! Impersonating an officer, disgraceful!”
>You grin at him, stepping forward with your arms outstretched
“You old bastard!”
>The two of you throw protocol aside and embrace one another
“I can’t believe you’re still here!”
>”Did you think I would retire?! Why, I feel as if I have centuries left in me to teach!”
>Indeed, he does look to be as young and virile as you remember
>A muscular figure, Commandant Sombra looks as if he might burst out of his uniform
>”What brings you here Rust?”
>You scoff at that nickname, a relic from your more rebellious years
“My sister! I have only just gotten home from the front lines, I thought I might surprise her!”
>”Your sister?! I was unaware you had a sibling here.”
“Oh yes, have you not met her?”
>”No! Who is she?!”
>Before you can answer him, the secretary waves you over
>“Captain Armor, Sir? Your sister….”
“Hmm?”
>As your smile falls, she reveals news most disturbing
>You fancied walking into her classroom and shocking her in the midst of her lecture
>The reality was far less kind
"t-The infirmary?”
>The secretary bites her lip as you loom over her
“WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS!?”
>She recoils at your snarl, but before you can say or do anything more Sombra’s hand falls over your shoulder
>”Why don’t I escort you there? You should be with her.”
>Sneering, you march out of his grasp and walk deeper into the academy with him
>Pain jolts through your leg, yet it does not impede your march
“Unbelievable. Absolutely disgusting! Someone will pay for this!"
>Commandant Sombra glances back at you, but says nothing

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>>28975478
>He holds his tongue and averts your gaze while leading you before the doors to the infirmary
“Where is my father? Why isn’t he here?!”
>”I am positive your parents were notified.”
“Parents?!”
>”Yes.”
>A cool smile blooms on his dark face
>"Your mother and father.”
>You flinch as pain grips your head at the mere mention of your mother
>”I am positive they will both be here soon.”
>He lays a hand on your shoulder once more
>”Go to your sister Rust. She needs you.”
“Yes, you’re right.”
>You stand tall and suck in your breath as the pain dissipates
“Thank you Commandant.”
>Turning your back on your old mentor, you step inside the infirmary
>Several rows of beds lie on either side of you
>You hear her… sobbing
>The noise is so familiar and yet so dreadful
>You march down to the end of the hall where a row of curtains conceal a bed
>Tearing them back, you find her lying there
>The sight of her hits harder than any bullet possibly could
>”g-Go away!"
>Dressed in a ragged and muddied academy uniform, she cries into her pillow
>”I KNOW I AM A FOOL! Leave me alone!”
>Your eyes widen as her shouts shake you to your core
>”j-Just leave me alone…”
>A chill creeps through your body as she wails away
>Clenching your fists, you shout
“STARLEY!”
>Her sobbing ceases as she raises her head
>Tears stream down her startling blue eyes as she turns toward you
>”s-Shiney?”
>You would rather gaze upon countless dead men before seeing the bruises on her face
>”SHINEY!”
>Starlight Glimmer tackles into you with a hug that nearly drops you to the floor

Been out for a dozen threads or so. Did EQGWF return or are we still waiting?

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>>28975503
>You let her sob into your uniform as you hold her close
>”I didn’t think you’d ever come home!”
“Nonsense, I said I would return didn’t I?”
>You stifle your own tears and ask
“Would I ever lie to you?”
>”n-No…”
>She takes a deep breath as her grip tightens
>”… you always said you’d come home, and it was true!”
>She manages a weak laugh amidst her sobs
“Starlight, who did this to you? And why!?”
>She slowly disentangles and points at the dresser
>Atop it lie several books, their covers besmirched with mud
>”m-My books! I only wanted to— t-to share my… oh Shiney.”
“Books?"
>Your heart beats faster as you reach out towards a pamphlet that lies atop said books
>You glance over its cover and read it aloud
“The Equalist Manifesto?”
>”It is my book. t-The book I am writing…”
“You are writing a book?”
>You smile down at her as she finally stops crying
“Already? At such a young age?”
>Reaching down, you wipe a tear from her battered face
“You were always so bright.”
>She smirks, much like she always did whenever you sang her praises
"These bullies, were they jealous? What did you say or write that made them do this?"
>Her face falls
>"i-I just wanted to help.”
>Starlight’s eyes narrow
>"Shiney... t-This war, our country! Everything! Everything just feels wrong!”
>Your eyes widen
“I have only just returned home and yet… yet this all feels wrong to me as well.”
>She blinks at you before grabbing her pamphlet
“Starley, seeing this... it is like a nightmare to me. Help me make sense of this.”
>She sniffles before managing a smile and opening her manifesto
>Your sister takes a deep breath, and once she exhales she's wearing the confident smirk you've come to expect from her
>”It is a work-in-progress, but I will explain as best I can!”

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>>28975540
>You had always regarded your sister as a brilliant girl
>From a young age she displayed a love of studying
>Philosophy was always her favorite subject, of course you had always known her to dabble in many subjects from medicine to the Occult
>However, she possessed far more than an intellect
>Your sister was not some born prodigy, she worked so hard to get where she was now
>She was a determined soul, a fighter!
>You always knew she would make you proud, and how can you not feel proud when she speaks right now?
>Your nation’s failures in the war, the corruption within your society, she lays it all out in this manifesto of hers
>She is determined to make this a better world with this new way of thinking
>Starlight calls it Equalism
>There is much of it you don’t understand yet, but it matters little
>You have faith in her
>That is why you too are determined
>Determined to protect her, no matter the cost
>She is your sister after all
>Your little sister, Starlight Glimmer…
>”The more things change, the more things stay the same.”
>”Bwah ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!"

>>28975537
>EQG coming back
>ever

It'll probably happen someday

>>28975561
Just a little something I cooked up in honor of Starlight thread. Might have a bit more later on, hope ya'll enjoy!

>>28975529
Be there in just a minute!

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I suck and I told a lie. But here's the real one!

Livestreaming CoC, for anyone who wants to join in. You might have to see my dumb face, though. Sorry in advance.

http://youtu.be/ErZHqaccPAs

>>28975503
>Starlight
W-what?

>>28975608
Thought you meant Corruption of Champions. I am extremely disappointed.

>>28975537
Only in death will you be able to see Ekwig back. So, you know what to do

>>28975615
Weird happenings amok in this thread anon
see>>28970777

>>28975624
You aren't the first one to make that mistake

Updated the wiki on Moblight. Felt like a story with so much thought put into the writing deserved some analysis.

>>28976019
it definitely deserved it

>>28975561
I always saw Starlight as Skullface from MGSV

>>28975608
That was fucking perfection

>>28976474
Racism saved the day!

>>28977353
I would like to pop your cherry.

We should do a /nst/ sings.

>>28978376
Can nst sing though

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>>28978376
I know just what we should sing

>>28978455
Like, I get how the rythm should go. But do you happen to know the song he was parodying?

>>28975608

>EQGWF plays an autistic caricature

>>28978539
You've never seen Zaboomafoo? Really nigga?

>>28978734
I have, in Spanish. I am from Argentina.
And, yes, I am very white.

>>28975537
EQGWF is dead and so is r9k

>>28978911
Sure Osama.

>>28978630
Trap tech is getting too advanced for me, senpai. It's unsettling.

[spoilers]are you hating on Trixie [/spoilers]

>>28975608
Where is the first vid, senpai?
>>28971500
>Midnight vs.
Tbhwyf, I am exited to read this one.

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>>28979388
I swear I'm actually working on it, but it's slow going now that I actually have a job again.

There needs to be more Midnight and Sunset Satan pictures in this fandom.

>>28970769
I want her to be at Jonestown.

>>28979300
Trixie is bottom tier as a pone, desu, but as a human, Trixie is GOAT because she has actual fun autism.

>>28979427
I think EQG has actual autism. Sounded less like a character and more like how EQG just is irl. Same for BBSA, just an actual badass. I guess the other guy is a crazy old man and Jeff has multiple personality disorder.

>EQG was a trap Trixie the whole time

>>28979712
I think you have actual autism.

>>28978911
Why do you fags still go on and on about this shit

>>28979751
I don't know. I have told them to kill themselves many times but they just don't listen.

>>28979738
No, I don't.

>>28976506
But you can't be racist against white people, anon, everyone knows that, get with the times, it's almost [Next current year] for crying out loud.

>>28970769
Why she dress like security guard.

>>28979860
She wants to be cool like BBSA.

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>>28979712
Honestly, EQG during the podcast was less autistic than she is most of the time.

>>28979388
It's right here. https://archive.org/details/CallOfCthulhu_201612

>>28979821
That's exactly what someone autistic would say.

>>28979914
Thanks, senpai.

>>28979914
>she

>>28979914
I believe you.

>small insane autistic blogposting memer with tons of retarded online fans

Why do you even let EQG play desu, unironically playing Trixie in a CoC campaign is just trolling the DM. It was fun but I'd never let that shit fly, personally.

>>28979914
>she
I respect you guys a little less every time this meme crops up

>>28979985
>implying Jeff wasn't the one who suggested the idea

>>28979997
I guess we are going to have this little shitstorm again.

>>28980005
I really doubt Jeff said "hey shitposting trap come ruin my game". EQG didn't ruin the game, though that ending might have fucked Jeff over if he had any future plans. It just seemed like the trap autist was definitely trying hard to be as opposed to the setting as possible and be a "hilarious/tg/ storytime" rather than an actual player. As someone who's DM'd, that shit is annoying and I kick out those players ASAP.

>>28980021
The only people who do the ">she" meme are some of the other writefags, probably due to too much exposure to EQG. It's not really a shitstorm that the writefags are degenerate enablers.

>>28980068
You are a no fun cuckold, anon.

Also
>The only people who do the ">she" meme are some of the other writefags
>Implying
I do it out of respect.

>>28980068

I was the third guy in the game. Jeff fucking loves meme characters. Trixie was supposed to be a joke character who would die in the first adventure due to rolling the minimum possible starting SAN. Jeff was the one who first suggested Ghost Hunter Trixie after she rolled minimum san and huge appearance and we were joking about Moe Alex Jones.

Nothing got derailed by killing the monster, if she hadn't gotten super lucky it would have torn Trixie's head off and then succumbed to Lloyd and Cromwell shooting at it. The whole thing was a perfectly paced horror movie and was tons of fun.

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>>28980068
>>28980081
>Implying you shouldn't give respect to the reason you faggots are even here.

>>28980081
>>28980127
>>28980137
>the EQG defense force shows up
Good to know this general is filled with fags. Lord help us if someone steps out of line and doesn't suck the trap cock.

I'm willing to bet most people here are as sick of the sjw trap cult as I am. The writefags probably have fucking Stockholm syndrome to go along with this bullshit. This EQG gestapo shit is why this general is so fucking dead.

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>>28980186
>Implying I don't actually fucking hate her as a person being because I think her personality and views are shit.
>Implying I don't tell her to fuck off whenever she's being a faggot, regardless of if it will get the reaction I desire.
>Implying I don't still respect her as actually being a human being regardless, because I'm not from /pol/ and prefer the 'whatever, fine, just don't be creepy.' mentality.

There's defending someone, who I could give two shits about, and there's getting annoyed by this >she and >her meme. It wasn't funny when faggots did it over on /FOE/ to Kkat, it's not funny here. Get over it.

>>28980186
>SJW
I will have you know I am an avid Trump supporter, and I post on /pol/ every now and then.
I am not even a writefag, but I do respect Ekwig.

>>28980227
Just get the trap cock back in your mouth with that shit. If you respected him as a human being you wouldn't entertain delusions. It's creepy by nature. I'm sure you "call him out", whatever that means.

>>28980246
>Ekwig
This is an even worse meme

>>28980337
EqG sounds like Ekwig if you say it for a while.

>>28980337
>This is an even worse meme
I don't see an argument here.

>>28980227
>I think her personality and views are shit
Like what, the strong anti-trump stuff?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDwhwP87-x0
See, I told you fags it sounded depressing.
>There is a Yuu version.
Absolutely disgusting
>>28980227
>Implying I don't tell her to fuck off whenever she's being a faggot, regardless of if it will get the reaction I desire.
Literally Tomoki.
>>28980408
Ah, you are that retard. I remember telling you that you were retarded two threads ago.

>>28980440
I sincerely hate Donald Dump and believe he could start WW3 and he is literally Hitler, but also just Republican Hillary Clinton and we could have felt the Bern. Instead of strengthening our friendship with our allies we are instead becoming friends with dictatorships like Russia, Japan, the UK, etc he is not my president. He will start WW3 by not having no-fly zone in Syria and shooting down Russian planes. He said he was going to drain the swamp but instead he's appointing the swamp to his cabinet, and when he's not he still is because everything he does is the swamp because he's literally Hitler. He is supported by David Duke whom he has never disavowed and uses racist dog whistles that don't seem racist but only racists can see it but I can see it but I'm not racist just really smart.

Recently I told my wife's son that Trump would round up all the brown people and kill them and that we had to run and leave before the secret police came for him and move to Canada to be safe and he kept crying and how can drumpfkins be okay with scaring poc children like this baka.

He will never make America great again because it's already great and it was never great because of slavery. We are now entering the new dark ages none of this would have happened without christtards and their sky daddy. Backwater bigots filled with racism/sexism/homophobia/transphobia/Islamaphobia do not represent America, but most Americans are bigoted racists.

Anyways yeah
>she

>>28980613
>he comes in only to shitpost
This is why everyone hates you

>>28976019
Nice work Anon, I'm glad to see another good story got a nice entry in the wiki

>>28980613
>He will start WW3 by not having no-fly zone in Syria and shooting down Russian planes.
I thought that was Shillary's plan.

>>28980738
It is. As for >>28980613 saying Trump is literally Hitler, you forgot the part where Hitler was a leftist like Hillary, both wanted to target one group for tax hikes and both admitted later that they would instead raise taxes for everyone, both wanted to control who had the guns, both wanted to nationalize many private sector industries, both hate gays (Hitler killed them, Hillary wants muslims to kill them), and both held/hold themselves above the law. If anyone is Hitler here, it's Hillary. Or more fittingly, Hitlery.

>>28980770
woosh

>>28980613
Could you please stop impersonating me?

>>28980853
ikr? Two threads ago I thought he was autistic for the same reason.

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>>28980613
I'm Mexican and this got to be some bait. It doesn't matter, to be quite honest. I want all the illegals out, especially the newshits who drag down the economy. I was born here and never commited a crime, and if I ever do, then it's shooting at a fucking burglar with my gun, which I also possess legally.

Seriously. Fuck illegals.

This is why I'm here. A smart science-y Twilight ought to know the adverse effects of ill protected borders.

>>28980966
You are just internalizing your oppression.

>>28980966
It isn't bait. I assure you those were my unfiltered opinions. Globalism is good. Countries don't deserve to self-determinate. DRUMPF is indistinguishable from Hillary and will remove gay rights, but Hillary was better (but they're both bad lmao). Drumpf was worse because he's Hitler though.

Only intelligent people like me understand. Sadly, stupid degenerates and wetbacks don't know what's good for them. We should all listen to sheltered cucks who live in places that automatically make you smart like New York or California.

People of all sorts should be allowed to live here, except people who disagree with me.

Did you knew Del Taco is going to be in Death Stranding?

>>28981080
no but what does that have to do with twilight?

>>28981094
Twilight loves Hideo Kojima, she told me in a dream.

>>28981050
Stop this at once. You left-wing leaning parasite, you expect me to sit here and listen to your drivel? Donald John Trump is my president, and he is your president too. The sooner you accept that it will be better for you and the other like-minded individuals you share your time with.

>>28981345
:^l

>>28981559
>needing psycho bitch

I'm not meming about r9k, I really do wish the story would be finished. CoC!Trixie was super fun.

You grab them by the genitals

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Jeff really looks sortha like this drawing.

>>28982686
Sieze the means of reproduction

>>28981559
>Janitors deleted my Fluttershy post.
I mean, I know it looks like an imp from hell but you don't have to be mean.

>>28980966
>>28981050
>mfw fell for bait
fug :DDD
at least I got dubs

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>>28983253
Pls no bully

>>28983881
I didn't meant to say it as if you were ugly. I think you are pretty sexy.
I think you lost weight from the last video I saw your face.

>>28983253
Jeff does indeed look very dumb and stupid irl true story I know from experience

>>28984088
Me too
Jeff is ugly and a donk

>>28984088
>>28984425
>:^(

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>>28975608
I love me some Alex Jones.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzNeg9D-EZ4

Also, don't let people bully you Jeff, you look nice.
I was just talking about the shape of your head.

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I think you can count on me adding a bit more to>>28975561
For those of ya'll interested. I have a few kind of wacky ideas for where to take this, and as long as we're still Starlight edition I figure why not?

>>28975249
I think you mean Prench loli trick anon
>>28976430
I'm afraid I'm not too familiar with Metal Gear outside of a few games Anon, so I don't know too much about Skullface
I will always love everything about MGR though

>>28984831
Who are you, tomoko poster.

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>>28985008
I am just a depressed anon who makes Tomoko reaction images as a means to continue living.
>>28984944
He explains his motivation and plans here.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNToN52cb-A
Or to make things short, he came from a small village that was invaded by the Soviets, his body, his country, his family and his language were torn from him when he was just a teen. No one in his village survived the attack. So he spent years of his life looking for revenge, it''s implied that he even killed Stalin along with other Soviet high ranking individuals.
Zero met him and made him the leader of a squad similar to FOX (Fox's phantom if you will, XOF) in the same time Big Boss went for his first missions.
So, Kojima here, thought that it would be fun if he made another character be obsessed with "muh Boss's legacy", Skullface's vision of the legacy was that he would take away the English language and that he would instaure an economy and a "languge" based of nukes done with some kind of microorganism called Archaeas.

The meme of Starlight being the same as Skullface is that both come from small villages and both are based on the novel 1984 (he would be an interrogator, just another man working for the well-oiled machine that is the IngSoc), and their reasons to fuck up the world are just lame.

>>28985008
Not eqgwf

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>>28985376

>>28985371
are you the one anon who watched the coc game live? We said nice things about you.

>>28985505
Yes.

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>>28985371
oh man I bet you love the reactionface from the most recent chapter.

>>28986000
>Most recent chapter.
Here:
>>>/a/150429055
I do.

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Hey guys. There's a shitty podcast going on.

I might be getting drunk.

I am getting drunk.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-rYPY-lpHw

>>28987394
hope you're enjoying the autism, one anon. Becaus i am not

>>28987696
It was fun autism, desu.

>>28987696
it was me ;^

>>28987394
That was embarrassingly bad. I apologize to those of you who witnessed it.

>>28987796
The link doesn't work

>>28987981
It's not worth watching, so I removed it. We'll try to make actually decent material in the future.

the Metal Gear universe is canon in the /nst/ multiverse

because I can

>>28988047
Also the Mogolovonioverse is canon

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>>28988082
Hi Puff.
>>28988005
Autistic fun was fun, Jeff.
>>28988047
Del Taco connecting an umbilical cord to a baby needs to be canon.

>"Twilight, I need to tell you something"
>Sunset placed her hand on the lavender nerd's shoulder.
>"I'm not actually from this planet. I'm an recruiter from an interdimensional agency called Twilight Emancipation Agency. And I must ask you to come with me."
>The lavender nerd kept mouthing off, completely oblivious to this earth-shattering reveal.
"...and wouldn't you know it, they actually BELIEVED me! They were SO mad about the pineapple pizza! Fell for the ruse, they did! Hah--"
>Twilight paused, tilting her head sideways.
"Wait, what did you just say?"
>Sunset sighed.
>"I'm not actually from--"
"Yeah yeah yeah, I've heard that part."
>Twilight made a dismissive gesture.
"The next part. What did you say about my name?"
>Sunset raised an eyebrow.
>"Did I say something about your name?"
"You said 'Twilight's emancipating aging people' or something."'

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>>28988371
>Sunset groaned, burying her face in her hands.
>Of all the Twilights she's had to 'emancipate' in recent years, this one was the most insufferable one by far.

>"No, I said I'm from an agency called Twilight Emancipation Agency."
>Twilight's eyes darted around. She looked alarmed.
"Does this mean I'm under arrest?"
>"No."
"Trolling people over FidoNet is not a crime, you know."
>"I am not here to arrest you."
"Then why did you say you were going to emancipate me?"
>"That's not even what that word means--"

>>28988371
The people's autist is back!
I missed you a lot nohooves.

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>>28988373
>Sunset threw her hands up in frustration.
>"Look, I've got NO IDEA why HST wanted to emancipate a Twilight based on her ability to troll people, and I frankly don't care. You're coming with me and that's final--"
"HST? Oh great, Big Brother is here to oppress the free spirit of the baud!"
>Twilight began to blabber on about the "hacker ethos" and the importance of free speech and digital freedoms.
"--We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals--"
>Sunset drew her tranquilizer pistol, eyeing at the crazed lavender computer troll.
>Twilight continued, completely oblivious of her totally-not-an-alien friend and her vicious looking firearm.
"You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good--"
>She raises her scrawny arms, flailing them around with passionate anger.
"--yet WE'RE criminals!"

*PHUT PHUT PHUT*
>Sunset pulled the trigger twice more than the TEA detention protocol required.
>Twilight fell over with three darts sticking out of her chest.
>One on each nipple, and the third where her heart was.
>Sunset would have to file extra paperwork for the excessive use of force today.
>It was worth it.

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>>28988379
-< some time later >-

>"Boss?"
>"Yes, Miss Shimmer?"
>An unusually well-groomed Moondancer glanced over at Sunset.
>Behind her, an unconscious and drooling Twilight snored loudly, annoying the hell out of everyone in the tiny spaceship.
>"Why in the world is HST recruiting internet trolls?"

>"First internet trolls of their respective worlds," Moondancer corrected her underling.
>"...Right."
>Twilight groaned, waking up and reciting the rest of the baud-hacker manifesto nonsense. Sunset promptly skewered the purple nerd with more tranq darts.

>"But my question still stands. Why?"
>Moondancer sighed.

>"Kid," she said, lighting a cigarette. "Trolling is a art."
>"AN art--" Sunset tried to correct her superior.
>Moondancer smirked.
>The bacon-haired agent's face contorted at the realization.

>"Gotcha."
>"Oh, you son of a--"

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>>28988387
And that's it for this dumb oneshot!

Why the heck is HST "emancipating" internet trolls? Are they preparing for an epic interdimensional flame war?

Find out next time!!

>>28988376
I've never left, famiry :]

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>>28988387
>Why the heck is HST "emancipating" internet trolls? Are they preparing for an epic interdimensional flame war?
Ez pz lemon squeezy. They are needed for the Meme Wars to help The Donald.
>>28988393
>I've never left, famiry :]
I know, Kojima. I just wanted to see you post. I fucking love your edits.

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>>28988393
>Was thinking at work of using TEA in future works and the ways that I could incorporate it.
>NoHooves posts more TEA stuff.

Well okay then.

I swear to god at some point I'll have more content, but having what's basically a full-time job while the holiday rush is going on is literally murdering me by inches. Fuck holiday internet shopping man.

>>28989085
That's like, the number 1 reason he wrote it, he wanted it to be a shared project, if I remember right.

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So /nst/, what will you give your loved ones for Christmas?
I will give them some shekels so they can buy themselves some pretty things. I am not a very creative man, but I am practical, at least.

>>28989871
Getting my sister gift cards
Not sure about what I shuld get for my mom

>>28989871
Got my niece a DS so we can play Pokymans Celestia and Luna together since she's getting into Pokyman.

>>28990189
Make her a Sunbro. If you introduce her to Moon she will end up being a degenerate emo.

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>>28990222
Good choice. Anything involving Moon naturally produces degeneracy, desu.

>>28990395
Moondancer is worst everything.

>>28990856
Meanie :'^

>>28991117
You can't handle the truth.

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This AU has no brakes
>>28985371

I watched the whole vid, that opening where Skullface shows himself is pretty damn slick. I can see what you mean with Starlight and him sharing a bit in common.

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>>28975561
TWO YEARS LATER

>Be Starlight’s Big Brother, Shining Armor
>You glower at your reflection in the mirror
>Once again you find yourself in an officer’s uniform
>Only this time, instead of taking up arms as a soldier you are a bodyguard
“Another rally.”
>You reach for your black tie and set it against your grey shirt
>Sighing, you then reach for your armband and affix that as well
>A simple symbol was emblazoned upon the band, an Equal sign
>It was the emblem of the National Equalist Worker’s party, the political organization that sought to rebuild society
>You were one of the young party’s most important leaders, perhaps second only to your sister
>”Captain Armor?”
>A knocking draws your attention to the door
“Come in.”
>The door opens and in strides a broad shouldered young man who wears an outfit quite similar to yours
“Ah, hello Anonymous.”
>He clicks his boots together and salutes you
>”Sir, the Grey Shirts are ready to mobilize.”
“Very good. I want everyone to be on high alert, especially after last week’s brawl. I have the feeling someone’s going to try to stir up trouble for us again.”
>”I feel the same way Rus— c-Captain!”
>You raise an eyebrow at Anon as his eyes bulge out of his skull
“Anon, it is ok for you to call me by my nickname in private. Relax… that’s an order.”
>Your fellow Grey Shirt exhales and drops the salute
>He unleashes a grin, one you suspect he was suppressing this whole time
>”Thank you Rust Bucket. I will do my best, we all will!”
>You smile back at him before putting on your duty belt
“It relieves me that you are so devoted to protecting my sister.”
>”Of course, I care very much for Starlight Glimmer… er, we all do! We believe in her cause!”
“Yes yes, I know…”
>You roll your eyes while grabbing your Luger pistol, twirling it amidst your fingers before holstering it
“Try not to stare at her too much when she gives her speech.”
>”y-Yes sir!”

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>>28991753
>An hour later you arrive at the scene of the rally
>Starlight made good use of the party’s donations to rent out the local beer hall
>The open area, with its many wooden tables lined up against one another, currently housed well over a hundred people and the tables were only continuing to fill up
“Did all of these people really come to see you?”
>You scoff and smirk at the assembling crowd
>”Hey Captain?”
>Turning around, you find Anon standing at attention with several more Grey Shirts
>They all look to be no older than him, and you suspect that they are also former students of Crystal Prep Academy
>The Grey Shirts drew many recruits from there once the state ran out of funding for it
“Yes?”
>”Any orders?”
“Hmmm. Walk amongst the crowd, keep an eye on who filters in and make sure at least one person is always monitoring the entrance.”
>”Yes S—!”
“And don’t drink too much. We are not here to have fun.”
>”Yes Sir!"
>Anon and the others offer a quick salute before dispersing amongst the beer hall
>You scowl as you turn around to look upon the stage, where a large Equalist banner hung over the podium from which Starlight would speak
>”Any orders fer me Captain?”
>Your eyes widen as you sense a figure standing tall behind you
>Twisting around, you find a muscular man with blonde hair, green eyes, and a friendly face
“Big Mac!”
>”Howdy.”
>Your scowl is immediately replaced with a grin as the two of you embrace
“You came out to see the rally?”
>”Nnnope!”
>The two of you break off the hug as he plants his fists on his hips
>”Came out to see you.”
"Me huh?"
>He nods his head
“Well, here I am. How about that drink you promised?”

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>>28991786
>The two of you march over to an empty table off to the side and order yourselves a few steins of beer
>Having afforded yourselves a bit more privacy, Big Mac glances out at the hall and asks
>”What is all this?”
>Your smile falls as he gestures to the Equalist Banner
“This is my sister’s answer to the madness of the times we live in.”
>”A bit young to be in politics ain’t she?”
>You scoff at him
“You’re telling me. Still, she does have a gift for oratory and her message bears merit.”
>”What message is that?”
>You cough into your hand before raising your voice
“Our great nation has been paralyzed by widespread social and economic inequality. We as a people divide ourselves over the most foolish of differences, and the huge gap in wealth between the poor and the rich only worsens things.”
>Big Mac stares at you, the din of other people’s laughter filling the silence that lies between the two of you
>”So, yer sister thinks she can fix all that?”
“Of course.”
>”Do you?”
>His gaze has a look of steel to them, one that you had seen time and again back in the war
>Not to be outdone, you glare back at him
“I am going to ensure she can try.”
>The two of you continue to stare at each other as the barmaid walks over and drops down your drinks
>Big Mac begins to smile again as he grabs his stein
>”Ah guess if it was muh sister, I’d be doing much the same…”
>You grab your stein as well and smile back as you raise it up
“Cheers.”
>After taking a gulp, you put your mugs down and wipe the foam from your mouths
>”Speaking of sisters…”
>Big Mac waves his arm
“Eh?”
>You twist around on the bench and spot a young girl approaching
>”About time ah introduced you to mine.”

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>>28991821
>Your eyes widen at the sight of her
>Walking over was a young woman with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes
>She was well dressed for the occasion, sporting a traditional dirndl dress that showed off her well toned arms and legs
>Much like her brother, a life spent on the farm seemed to have been kind to her
>”Howdy Mac, this yer friend?”
>”Eeyup!"
>You rise up and bow your head
“If i’m not mistaken, you must be the middle child. A pleasure to meet you Applejack.”
>She smiles and clasps her hands together
>”Muh brother’s told me a lot about you.”
“Ah? All good things I hope.”
>Big Mac chuckles at that, but his sister does not share in his laughter
>Her smile maintains itself, yet her gaze drifts downwards
>”Ah want to thank you.”
>You raise an eyebrow at her whilst grabbing your mug and raising it to your lips
“Thank me?”
>”Fer keeping my brother alive.”
>Your eyes widen
>”We were terrified he wouldn’t make it home, but he told us how ya always looked out for him and the men under yer command.”
>She grabs the sides of her dress and curtsies
>”On behalf of my whole family, thank you Captain Armor.”
>You choke on your beer
>The mug in your grasp clatters to the ground as searing pain like fire strikes your head
>”Captain?”
>Applejack gasps as your bad leg wobbles
>She grabs you from under your shoulders before you can fall
>”What’s wrong?”
“a-Alive…”
>You were able to make sure Big Mac made it home alive
“n-No, that’s not right…”
>”Beg yer pardon?”
>Sighing, the pain slowly disappears as Big Mac walks over and helps you steady yourself
“Your brother, I could very well have died if not for him. I owe my life to Big Mac just as much, if not more.”
>”Heh. Not sure I agree with ya there Captain.”
“But it is true."

>>28991753
>You roll your eyes while grabbing your Luger pistol
Amazing gun, good AESTHETIC too.

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>>28991853
>Regaining your balance, you gesture to your right leg for Applejack
“An artillery shell would have claimed this leg of mine, had your brother not carried me to a medic.”
>Raising that same hand up to your chest, you continue on with renewed vigor
“A few months later, a Mustard gas attack might have finished me off. My gas mask was damaged, but your brother was able to help me put on a new one before it was too late."
>Big Mac scoffs and puts down his beer
>”Ah can think of a few times you saved my ass too.”
>Applejack chuckles at that
>”Wish ah could’ve seen some of that with muh own eyes.”
>Big Mac scowls at that
“Well… once my sister has her way, women will have far more opportunities to serve in the new Equalized military.”
>”Really? Ah honestly don’t know much about this political stuff.”
>Before you can delve further into your sister’s ideology, a chorus of music echoes over
>It seems a band has started to play off to the side
“Perhaps later.”
>Applejack rubs the back of her neck and grins as music fills the hall
>Stealing a quick glance at her brother, you turn to Applejack with a smile and ask
“Would you care for a dance?”
>”a-A dance?”
>You smile and nod your head, though Big Mac frowns
>”Yer leg up to it?”
“Yes, I’m not totally helpless.”
>Applejack rubs her bare shoulder and muses over your offer
>”Well… why not?!”
>She raises up her arm which you proceed to interlock with your own
>”Ya’ll enjoy yerselves.”
>Big Mac raises his mug and continues to drink as you walk away with his sister
>While he relented willingly, you can’t help but feel the steel of his gaze boring into your back as you steal his sister away
>You grab hold of her and proceed to lead her along to the tune of the trumpets
>As the music goes on, you find yourself becoming further lost inside the green of her eyes

>>28991867
I got to fire one once. It was unlike any other gun I ever shot, and it still worked fine despite how old it was. A very pretty looking thing

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>>28991883
>There is something about this Applejack
>You’ve only just met her, though you can tell that there is something…. special about her
>“Yer awfully quiet."
>Smirking, you continue to lead her along to the music
“I’m afraid I’m not a very talkative man.”
>”That’s fine by me. I am mighty curious though…”
“Hmm?”
>Applejack hesitates for but a moment before asking on
>”Do ya really think the war could’ve been won?”
>Frowning back at her, you wondered just how much Big Mac had told her about the war
“I’ve asked myself that question many times, and I’ve never found a satisfying answer. However…”
>The two of you slowly cease dancing as the music slows to a crawl
“… I can promise you we will win the next one.”
>Applejack freezes at your cold response while the crowds around you applaud the band
>”Well, if that’s the case then ah hope to see some action this time.”
“Pardon?”
>You wonder if you had misheard her over the cheers of the spectators
>”Ah’ve always felt bad about having Mac go away to fight while ah stayed home, but if there’s gonna be a next time then ah won’t let my chance slip away.”
>She raises a thumb to herself and stands tall
>You can’t help but grin at that
“You are a strange girl.”
>”Excuse me?!”
>She plants her fists on her hips while giving you that same look of steel her brother has in his own green eyes
“Er well… I admire your bravery. I think you would do well in the society my sister wishes to build.”
>”Oh, well thanks! Ah think…”
>With that, you just barely manage to save yourself
“Speaking of which, would you care to meet her?”
>”Sure!"
>You smile as you look away from Applejack and spot a young lady in an Equalist uniform and skirt
>Was your sister watching you this whole time?

>>28991908
That's all for the moment, but I'll have more later tonight!

>>28991883
I don't like AJ normally but you make me like her.
I do like her when she builds racists barns, though.

>>28992424
I wanna hug twilight

>>28992666
Whoa, like, calm the fuck down Satan, this is a christian board.

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Hey guys, it's me Marty Beller from They Might Be Giants. Thought I'd write some green about this hippie and yeah.

>You’re starting to get upset with just how many of your life stories start with group projects
>Anyway, you’re Twilight Sparkle, like always
>And when Ms. Cherilee announces that you’ll all be forming pairs in order to work on the “Influential Historical Figure” project, you immediately hide behind your textbook
>Maybe, if she doesn’t see you, she’ll just forget that you exist and you can work by yourself
>But, of course, that would be far too convenient
>”Twilight Sparkle! You’ll be with…”
>She consults her clipboard
>”Treehugger! The two of you will be studying King Charlies II, of Spain!”
>Despite the cheer in Ms. Cheerilee’s voice, you can only feel your heart sink
>Why Treehugger?
>She could have just paired you with one of the other weird kids, at the very least
>If you were working with one of the Maud Pie’s or Sugarcoats of the world, you could at least mutually ignore each other and do your work in peace
>But no, she had to pick the single most annoying, most painfully, drug-inducedly extroverted girls you’ve ever met to work with you
>Treehugger immediately looks up from her notebook — where she’s doodling art that would make even Yoko Ono roll her eyes — and winks at you
>She mouths “yo” at you, and you feel your skin crawling
>Why can’t your life just be normal, and by extension maybe okay, for once?

>”Hey, man.”
>Treehugger accosts you immediately after class, reeking of marijuana, incense, Taco Bell, and Spirit Science YouTube videos
>You didn’t even know it was possible to smell YouTube videos
>”Looks like we’re working together, huh?”
“I m-mean, that’s literally w-w-what she said…”

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>>28992776
>You can’t keep your natural stutter, nor your even-more-natural sarcasm, out of your voice
>”Hah, yeah. Good point, Sparkbug.”
“H-huh?”
>”That’s my nickname for you. If we’re in this project together, we gotta be close, right?”
>Treehugger tries to sling her arm around you, but you dodge away from her
“T-that nickname doesn’t even m-m-make any sense.”
>”What? No, dude, it totally does. You’re, like, a lightning bug.”
“H-how? My n-name is Twilight! That has n-nothing to do with lightning bugs! You’re just m-making up random nonsense, and… ugh!”
>”No, man, like… lightning bugs show up at night, and they’re super bright and cute, and—
>You stamp your foot
“Just leave me alone, okay? I’ll d-d-do the project myself.”
>”Yourself? But dude…”
>She tries once against to grab you around the shoulders, but you ninja-roll away from her
>By which you mean you flop on the ground, roll twice, try not to cry because that actually kinda hurt, and then stand up
“I d-don’t need your help, okay? J-j-just stay home, and smoke your m-marijuana cigarettes or w-w-whatever, and let me d-do the work. You’ll s-s-s-still get the grade, I don’t care, j-just… I d-d-don’t want to work with you.”
>Treehugger looks genuinely hurt
>Or, at least, as hurt as a zonked-out stoner can look
>”But dude, I wanna help. You’re, like, a super cool kid. You’re always chill and you work super hard, you know?”
“S-stop talking like that!”
>”Oh, sorry man. You’re a really cool girl, and I wanna help.”
“I s-said to stop with the hippie talk!”
>”What hippie talk, man? I’m just being honest, desu.”
>She actually pronounces “tee bee ache”
“Agh!”
>You grab your head, trying to keep the veins from bursting out of your skull

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>>28992788
nice digits

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>>28992788
“F-f-f-fine! You can help, b-but… but I’m doing all the r-r-real research! You c-can make the diorama, or w-whatever!”
>”Dude, score. I’m *so* good at art, you have no idea.”
“Whatever. W-we’ll meet at my house at eight. D-d-d-don’t be late!”
>”Late? Dude, a Treehugger is never late. She arrives always there *exactly* when I mean to be. I’m like a wizard, or something…”
>You glare
>”That’s a Lord of the Rings ref—“
“I k-k-know it is! I don’t c-care! Just show up, or d-don’t, I don’t even care…”


>Treehugger shows up, alright
>…at ten at night
>And she doesn’t even have the decency to knock on your front door; instead, you look up from your computer to find her staring at you through your bedroom window
“Gah!”
>You freak the fuck out, of course, just like anyone would upon finding a random hippie peeping on them
“Treehugger! W-w-w-w-what are you doing?”
>”Uh… I’m here for the project?”
>Her voice is muffled by the glass, and she taps against the windowpanes
>”You gonna let me in, dude?”
>Stunned by her sheer stupidity, you open the window
>Treehugger clambers inside, her backpack clinking with glassware
“D-did you bring a bong?”
>”Uh, yeah? How else am I supposed to get work done?”
“W-w-we’re doing a school project! You c-can’t be high when you work on a school project!”
>You can feel your heart nearly palpitating with your fury
>”That’s the only way to work on a school project, man. But yeah, it’s all good.”
“It is n-n-not all good!”

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>>28992883
>”You sure? I brought enough to share…”
>Treehugger pats her backpack, where the material of the rear pocket bulges under the volume of its contents
“I d-don’t want to share! I w-w-w-want to get a good grade!”
>”Why?”
“B-because it’s important! Ugh!”
>You throw yourself into your seat, furiously typing at your latest vaguely-lesbian Power Ponies fanfic
>In this episode of your ongoing epic — which currently totals over a million words, making it one of the longest pieces of English-language fiction ever written — Masked Matterhorn is crossed over with the Mysterious Mare-Do-Well, and the two of them slowly learn to love each other as they continually rescue the world from the clutches of evil, each of them gradually giving into their base desires for the soft, gentle touch of a fellow lady as they—
>”Whoa, what’s that?”
>You realize all too late that what you’re typing has nothing to do with King Charles II of Spain, nor does it have anything to do with school projects in general
>Immediately, you cover the screen
“N-nothing! I’m d-d-d-doing really important r-research!”
>”Oh, nice, dude. Shit, you must be smart. To me, it looked like you were just staring at pictures of kissing horses.”
>Treehugger whistles
>”You’re really good at this stuff, you know?”
“Y-yeah! Of course I am! Hmph!”
>You just grumble under your breath
“J-just get started on the diorama, okay? I’ll h-h-handle writing the paper.”
>”Hell yeah, dude. I’m gonna make the coolest diorama ever. Is it okay if I throw some extra-planar material in there?”

That was a lot of effort for a shitpost.

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>>28992932
“S-some what?”
>”You know, like…”
>Treehugger spreads her arms
>”What if we show King Charles II of Spain encountering manifestations of his own inner turmoil. You know, like… on a spirit journey, or something. That’d be *so* cool, you know? The manifestations could look like Evangelion villains and bleed all over the place…”
“T-that sounds—”
>You’re about to tell her just how stupid that idea is
>But if you give this hysterical hippie something else to focus on, maybe she’ll finally leave you alone
“It s-sounds… great. Whatever. There’s a box of art supplies under my bed. Just g-g-go get started while I write the p-paper.”
>”Hahah. Like… yes ma’am.”
>Treehugger winks, then gives you a comical salute
>She drifts over to your bed, walking as if in a drug-induced trance
>Which she probably is, given the reeking smell of skunk and oregano that’s currently hanging heavily over your bedroom
>Richard Nixon was right; hippies are terrible people
>You continue grumbling even as Treehugger grabs the box of markers and crayons from under your bed
>”Dude, you’ve got a nice collection of stuff under here. You draw a lot?”
“N-no, of course not.”
>”Then why do you have a folder labeled ‘Twilight’s Drawings and Also Fanfictions, Do Not Open Under Threat of Immediate Desintegration?’”
“T-t-that… t-that’s just a prank! I s-swear!”
>”Oh, hah. Nice one, dude. That’s hilarious.”
>Treehugger opens the folder
“N-no, wait! Don’t—“
>”Whoooooa…”
>You hide your face in your hands
>That stupid hippie!

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>>28992788
>”What hippie talk, man? I’m just being honest, desu.”
>She actually pronounces “tee bee ache”
You fugged up, bruh. Use tbqhwy, it's more classy.

>>28992883
>“D-did you bring a bong?”
>”Uh, yeah? How else am I supposed to get work done?”
I smell implied sex.

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>>28993115
>Not only did she creep into your house and fumigate it with marijuana, she also stole your folder!
>Now she’s going to laugh at you, and you’re going to have to endure her teasing for the entire project…
>”These are…”
>You can already feel tears of rage starting to well in your eyes as you anticipate her jeering, cackling laughter at your mediocre art skills
>”These are… these are awesome!”
>She holds up one of your favorite pieces: a full-color and somewhat edgy rendition of Radiance cradling Mistress Marevelous, after she’d been defeated by the Mane-iac
>The two of them are both soaked in blood and bruises from the fight and, with their enemy bearing down upon them, they share one last kiss…
“S-s-shut up! They are not—“
>You blink
“Wait… huh?”
>”This is super cool, dude! It looks like it could be the poster for a movie, or something, like if they did one of those remakes where everything gets super dark. It’s badass.”
“Oh, w-well… hmph.”
>You turn away from her, going back to typing out the last few words of your latest ‘fic
>Unfortunately, you only manage to type “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHITAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH”
>Treehugger continues turning the drawing over slowly, cocking her head, and examining it as if it were a real piece of art
“T-there’s a, um… a…”
>You hide your face in your hands, unable to look Treehugger in the eye
“There’s a s-story to go along with that drawing. If you w-wanna read it.”
>”Whoa, legit?”
>She flips the drawing over, as if expecting the story to be scribbled on the back
“N-no, it’s… here, I’ll g-g-get it.”
>You run to your closet, opening the box marked “Twilight’s Original Published Work, Do Not Steal Under Threat of Nuclear Bombardment”
>There’s even some tiny skull stickers around the box, so anyone who picks it up will know you mean business

>>28993211
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>>28993103
Yeah, you should thank you parents.
{]:^)

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>>28991960
Well she's certainly grown on me overtime, I'm glad I can show a good side of her character to ya'll.

I think writing so many appuls has affected the way I casually speak. I commonly greet people these days with 'howdy' and 'ya'll' now. I guess Apple is contagious

And Racist Barn was the catchiest shit, I hummed that song through the rest of season 3

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>>28993211
>Reaching inside, you pull out the story and slowly hand it over to Treehugger
>It almost feels like passing off your own favorite child
>Treehugger accepts it, to her credit, with the reverence that your work deserves
>”Dude, I’m so hype. You have no idea.”
“Y-yeah, well…”
>You turn your head, trying to hide how much you’re blushing
“J-just don’t get your w-weed juices on any of the p-p-pages, okay? That’s the first edition, and y-yeah…”
>You can barely keep the excitement out of your voice
>Someone is actually reading your work!
>Treehugger sits in the corner of your room, staring at the story
>You, meanwhile, try to resume your research on Charles II, but it’s completely impossible
>How can you focus on the Spanish monarchy when a real, live human-being is actually reading one of your stories, just meters from you?
>You stick the strings of your hoodie into your mouth, chewing feverishly
>What if she doesn’t like it?
>W-what if she laughs at you?
>You could just kick her out, you guess, but you’re not sure if you’ll be able to do it without crying
>Your teeth dig into the string, grinding and clamping with nervous energy
>After what feels like hours, Treehugger looks up from your fanfiction
>”Dude….”
>You nearly bite your tongue off in anticipation
>Please like it, please like it, please like it…
>Treehugger blinks, trying to connect two thoughts through her perpetual haze of drug-induced stupor

>>28993863
Near-lethal levels of cute going on right now. Why are they so perfect for each other?

>>28993885
because trees

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlqUtLkTHa4
Pretty catchy tune.

>>28993863
>“J-just don’t get your w-weed juices on any of the p-p-pages, okay? That’s the first edition, and y-yeah…”
I like this Twilight.

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>>28991908
>Walking off the dance floor with Applejack in tow, you approach your sister Starlight
>She greets you with a smile that carries just a hint smugness to it as she awaits your arrival
“Starley.”
>”Shiney.”
>Applejack raises an eyebrow as the two of you simultaneously snap into a salute
>”Anything to report?”
“Nothing pressing, all seems clear at the moment.”
>”Excellent.”
>With that, Starlight drops her salute and lets loose a giggle
>”And who is your friend here?”
>You drop your salute as well and gesture to Applejack
“You remember my good friend Big Macintosh from my army days? This is his sister, Applejack.”
>”Er howdy! Ah’ve heard a lot about you.”
>”Oh, welcome! I’m very glad you and your family could come today.”
>Starlight stretches out her hand, which Applejack shakes but a moment later
>”Ya’ll normally attract crowds this big?”
>”Well actually, this rally might end up being just a little smaller than last week’s. But that is fine, the more people we can spread our message to the better.”
>”Yer brother was telling me a bit about that earlier…”
>Applejack rubs the back of her neck as Starlight nods her head
>”Your dress is quite pretty.”
>”Oh, thanks! I like yer uniform!”
>Starlight is dressed much the same way you are, except her shirt is purple instead of grey
>”Thank you! I used to wear something a little less showy, but my comrade thought that something more colorful would help me stand out.”
>”Trixie said you’d look nicer in purple!”
>You frown as a shrill cry fills your ears, and sure enough you find a short girl with pale blue hair smiling up at the three of you
“Ah, hello Trixie.”
>Your sister’s friend smirks as she plants both of her hands on her hips
>”Trixie has finished setting up the stage. We may begin whenever you two are ready.”
>Starlight smiles as she gestures to the podium
>”Shall we?”

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>>28994641
>Bidding Big Mac’s sister goodbye, the three of you march toward the stage
>On the way there, you notice how Starlight and Trixie appear to be whispering to one another
>At first you assume they are merely going over the speech, but then you see them glancing at you
“Eh?”
>They share a smile, followed by a poorly stifled laugh
“Am I missing something?”
>”Trixie was merely commenting on how, well…”
>You raise an eyebrow as Trixie cups a hand over her cheek
“Yes?”
>”… that Apple girl is rather young for you isn’t she?”
“Excuse me?!”
>The two girls erupt in even more laughter as you scowl down at them
>”Don’t look so glum, Trixie thinks the two of you looked adorable together!”
“I think this is hardly the time for your silliness Trixie.”
>Starlight pats you on the back
>”Just a little fun brother, don’t take it too badly. Though you really should be on better guard. What if more rival party members decided to show up again?”
“If they do then I will not be nearly as kind to them this time.”
>Starlight nods her head and the three of you ascend the stage together
>”I know I can count on you.”
>You crack a smile and take your place at your sister's right flank, all while Trixie attempts to look as equally imposing at Starlight's left
>Soon enough, the beer hall quiets down
>All eyes, save your own, fall upon Trixie as she approaches the podium
>Standing on the tips of her toes, the young girl shouts
>”Citizen Glimmer speaks!”
>You see a number of people wearing the Equalist armbands cheer as Trixie backs away and lets your sister take her place at the podium
>Clearing her throat, Starlight rests her left flat on the podium while scanning over the crowds
>With but a look, she holds the attention of over a hundred people
>When she finally opens her mouth and speaks, it is not the voice of the little girl you had grown up beside, but the voice of a woman
>A woman born to lead

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>>28994641
>Your sister’s voice booms throughout the hall, maintaining her hold over the crowd
>No one is talking amongst themselves anymore, few are continuing to drink
>Each time your sister raises her voice or gestures with her body, the people seem in awe
>It always struck you as quite a sight to see her go on like this, but you seldom paid too much attention
>Your focus was always on the crowd itself
>Any one of them could be a member of a rival political party or a foreign agent
>You watched them all like a hawk, ready to swoop down and strike should any of them seek to oppose your sister
>In time however, her speech does end
>The entire hall explodes in cheers and salutes from those who now understand your sister’s vision of a brighter world
>However, just as it seems all is at its brightest, your headache returns
>You step away from your sister and lock eyes with the nearest Grey Shirt, which just so happens to be Anonymous
>He meets your gaze and hurries over as you crouch down to speak with him over the roaring crowd
>”Yes Sir?”
“I want you to take two more Grey Shirts and stand close to Starlight as she leaves the stage and joins the crowd. Be ready to escort her to of here immediately.”
>”Yes Sir! i-Is something wrong?”
>You scowl back at the assembled people
“Something is wrong, and I will find out what.”
>With that, you carefully march off of the stage and enter the crowd
>Shuffling past several men, you find a spot against a pillar to lean against while you watch your sister
>Sure enough, your Grey Shirts accompany her onto the floor
>Many people approach them to either voice their approval up close or to shake hands
>And of course Trixie is there as well, engaging in conversation and shaking hands all the while
>Everything seems well
>Then you smell it
“Gunpowder…”
>You turn your attention to the right as a group of six march past
>The man at the front holds a bouquet of flowers

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>>28994706
>Your eyes narrow as something akin to a growl exits your lips
>The six men push their way through the crowd as you creep behind them
>Gritting your teeth, you can only barely contain your anger
“Degenerates."
>You’ve barely seen the face of the man leading them, yet the image of his grinning visage somehow burns bright in your mind
“Trash, all of you."
>As Starlight turns toward these men, her eyes come to rest on you
>Her smile fades and her eyes widen as you reach for your Luger
“GARBLE!”
>The man leading the group of six halts just several yards from your sister
>He turns his head and stares down the barrel of you Luger
*BLAM!*
>Before Garble's body hits the ground, you turn your gun toward the man standing beside him
>You answer his cry of shock with another blast to the head, splattering his stunned friends with his brains
>The other four reach into their coats
>A cacophony of screams joins your pistol’s roars as you blast another of them away
>”SHINEY!”
>Your sister cries out for you while you stare down the remaining three
>Sneering, you can feel the whiff of gunpowder blow into your face as they open fire
>An innocent man grips his arm and howls in pain, absorbing a bullet meant for you as dozens of people rush in between you and the assassins
>”RUST!”
>Anonymous slams one of the gunmen in the back of the head with his baton, knocking him down
“GET STARLIGHT OUT OF HERE!"
>Before his compatriot can pull the trigger on Anon, you fire two rounds at him
>He recoils, gripping his gut before the two other Grey Shirts slam their batons into him
>As they disengage with Anon and Starlight, you turn your pistol toward the last assassin
>His back is turned to you as he shoves his way through the crowd
“COWARD!"
>Pushing a man aside, you take aim and empty your last three rounds out of your gun
“Die Demons!"
>Demons?
>The man collapses to the ground with three bullets in his back
>Your headache strikes you like lightning

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>>28994771
>The pistol slips out of your hands as you drop to your knees
“ARRRRRGH!”
>You run your hands through your hair as the rest of the crowd disperses
>The roar of more gunfire goes off, like bombs bursting in air, though when you glance around the room you find that the room is nearly empty and lifeless
>Almost everyone is gone, save for—
>”Captain!”
>Your eyes widen as Big Macintosh rushes to your side
“Lieutenant…”
>”What happened?!”
>You attempt to rise to your feet, but fail as you fall once more thanks to your bad leg
“a-Assassins! Look!”
>Scurrying over to the body of their leader, you part a few flowers out of his grasp
>”A gun?”
>A pistol was hidden inside the bouquet, just as you knew there was
“The scum!”
>You spit on Garble’s corpse as Big Mac helps you up to your feet
>Inhaling a deep breathe, you consider emptying the rest of your magazine into these corpses before finally lowering your gun
>The headache slowly dissipates, the roar of the guns ceasing inside your head
>”Ya’ll alright over there!?”
>You gaze over at Applejack as she steps out from behind a pillar
>”BAH!”
>Tearing your attention to the other direction, you spot Trixie emerging from under a table
>”Your bullheaded Grey Shirts failed to escort Trixie out of that mess! Those assassins could have been sent after her for we all know!”
>You scoff as you load a new magazine into your pistol
“It is not too late to find out who was behind this.”
>You point your gun at the thug that Anon had dispatched
“Lieutenant, if you may.”
>”Eeyup.”

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>>28994844
>Big Mac grabs the unconscious man and raises him to his feet as if he were a child
>With a few slaps to the face, he slowly regains consciousness
“Wakey wakey.”
>”o-Oh God!”
>You put the luger up to the man’s head as Big Mac holds him down
“Who sent you to attack us? Which party are you from?”
>”n-No one, I work for no one!”
“Lies!”
>Applejack scowls as she marches up beside you and her brother
>”Ah bet if he’s part of some party, then he’s got something on him to show it!”
>She reaches into the would-be killer’s pockets and rummages for any clues
>A moment later, she procures a medallion of sorts with a strange symbol on it
>”That’s mighty strange, ya ever see anything like this Big Mac?”
>”Nnnope.”
>You stare at the symbol
>It appears to be a dark purple six pointed star with several smaller stars orbiting it
“That symbol… I think I might’ve seen it somewhere before.”
>The others assembled stare at you
“I’m not sure where but… its just—“
>”Trixie has seen this symbol before as well!”
“Really?”
>”Its an occult symbol!”
“Occult?”
>You roll your eyes
“This again? Everything is an occult symbol to you.”
>”Hmph! Really Shiney? Your sister does not doubt my knowledge, why do you?"
>Sighing, you put your gun away and fold your arms over your chest
“Alright fine, then what is it?”
>”It is an ancient Pagan symbol for the hour of Midnight.”
“Midnight?”
>Your face blanches as your heart begins to race
>Big Mac and Applejack watche you closely as you take a step back from the medallion
>“Captain?”
>”Something wrong Shining?”
“t-This…. this is…”

How do you people keep this cancer fandom going? Genuine question.

The same way the entirety of 4chan is kept alive, through sheer, unadulterated autism.

>>28994932
This was for >>28994896

I guess so, autism left to fester will lead to cancer, pure and simple, thank you

>>28994771
I love how you write action scenes, fun and brutal.
Also, I love me some Punisher.

>>28994890
Twilight's the big bad here?

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>>28994890
>Narrowing your eyes, you lay a hand upon the thug and shout
“This is madness! My sister the target of Neo-Pagan whack jobs?!”
>The assassin shrinks away from you as you raise a fist
>”p-Please sir! Don’t—“
>The sounds of whistles echo in the distance
>Applejack stares over at the entrance and mutters
>”Guess the constabulary finally showed up.”
“Good, lets make sure they cart this bastard away!”
>As the four of you begin to exit the hall with your prisoner, Trixie grasps you by your belt and futilely pulls back
“What?”
>She grumbles and gestures for you to lean down so she can whisper, in so much as she CAN whisper
>”Trixie believes this warrants further investigation. If Citizen Starlight is beset by the Supernatural, then we must do all we can to protect her.”
“I have told you time and again that I do not believe in… ”
>These consistent headaches, all this knowledge of things you feel you shouldn’t have, and now this odd symbol?
“… very well. If there is indeed a faction of enemies targeting Starley, then we must take action.”
>You stare down at the medallion
“Midnight eh?”
>She nods
>”Trixie always knew that her studies into the otherworldly would come in handy, just as Starlight’s own education now aids her!”
“Heh.”
>Its rarely crossed your mind before, but you suppose Trixie's obsession with the Occult isn't all that different from your sister's love of politics
>”Ah suppose we’re a part of this now ourselves?”
>Turning toward Applejack, you immediately raise up a hand and shake your head
“I would not ask you and your brother to endanger yourselves on our behalf.“
>”Captain, ah don’t think we can just ignore this now.”
>Big Mac shoves the thug forward
>”So ya might as well see if ya got any grey shirts my size.”
>”Me too!"
>Despite the shock and horror of it all, you can’t help but smile at the two of them
“I can arrange that…"

>>28995041
And that's all for tonight! I hope ya'll reading are enjoying this silly little side story of mine. I have a bit more planned, and I can only promise that things will get a bit crazier from here.

>>28994968
Well as far we've seen, this is a universe strangely devoid of a Twilight Sparkle.
You can expect Shiney to see more oddly familiar faces next time though