Hunter Anon

>>29066064
i think you can remove walle's pastebin now

>>29066117
I'll do it for the next thread.

>>29066064
Last thread was >>29046610

>>29066412
Yep... sry for that. There was no update on this one.

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Member when ziri posted this one ?

>>29066117
>>29066145
I say that we shouldnt do it, like other generals all related stories should be allowed to stay

>>29070580
But should we really?
Walle didn't really go anywhere with it, his green wasn't even remotely related to the prompt or Ziri's story/world, and he left us a long time ago.

Unless OP has a new story to post or if one of the other established reliable writers has made a update, what is the point of starting this thread. I'm gonna call it right now, people are gonna post some pics of twilight, page 9 bump the thread and no one is going to write anything. If you don't have something to share yourself OP, don't starting kicking the long since dead horse, it ain't getting back up, let it rest.

I'm thinking about writing some green on this one. Never done it before and not a native english speaker but we'll see...

>>29072219
Ziri isnt a native english speaker and this is his second or so green so you never know what you'll be capable of

>>29072219
give it a try

Bumping for king ziri's return

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the hoonter should hoont beasts
leave the hoonting of hoonters to me

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hoonta hoonta

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Sup guys, I know our thread isn't doing much better, but if you all want, NTT could host Hunter Anon and all the greens created from it, so you don't have to keep making a new thread so often. Have a Twily bump until your main writefag comes back.

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>>29082548

Hunter anon? Sound like...

Hunting Pussy.

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>"Hi Anon, I'm bumping your thread!"

>>29086701
Now that I think about it, where is GlimGlam in all of this?

>>29087233
This is pre glimglam as far i know

>>29087311
Will she appear here or in the next one?

>>29088384
hopefully not

What a pathetic thread.

After five days this thread has literally nothing.

There comes a time when you let it die.

>>29085369

>>29089623
Never !

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Waiting for ziri !

>>29093576
..

So I Read about half way through the first part, and does it get more in detail or does it stay this shallow and quick? Them meeting is like 1 and a half paragraphs and getting put on house arrest takes like 2. Maybe i'm spoiled by things like Celestia Sleeps In but shouldn't there be more dialogue to flesh things out. So far it seems kinda babby's first Anon Adventure.

Also why is Twilight so okay with a human hunter, a hunter, when they first meet. Shouldn't she freak out the same way she does to a Timberwolf?

>>29095343
first part the writer didn't know he would go far with the story, i think. so yeah, it gets a lot deeper and slower paced

>>29095343
Pretty much >>29095375
It was meant to be a quick one chapter thing for a prompt thread that begun with the "stay with me anon!" from a guy who had never posted green before
We liked it, asked for more, and Ziri took his writing to a higher level to accommodate a more dedicated thing
Now we have an intense, extremely high quality fic that we can't get enough of
You'll notice there's a noticeable jump between the first and second chapter

>>29095343
She shouldn't freak out. A human is a new sight to her but she has no reason to fear him off the bat. Timberwolves are known to be dangerous beasts but a human hunter would at first glance be similar to a small hairless minotaur. And a dressed one at that. Ponies are naturally friendly so it is understandable if they found anon to be nothing more than peculiar.

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Bump

>>29096758

>>29097599

bimp for best green

>>29099755

>>29099755
Write it.

bumpa

God, why so many bump? Maybe you need add fetish.

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>>29104149

People are still posting thread for that story ?

Zirivak must have done something right.

>>29106436
Oh yeah man...

>>29106436
Wish life didn't steal him from us

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>>29106436
One of the best stories I have seen.

Maybe we'll have a christmas surprise from ou favourite writefag.

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>>29113622
Dubs confirm x-mas special coming soon

Page 10? Not so fast!

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>>29116629

>>29117439

>>29119502

I always wanted to know more about this thread, now that is christmas I have all the time to read tons of green, so what is this "hunter anon" thread about?
is it something about monster hunter maybe?

>>29120817
Read the green here :
http://pastebin.com/vGU5BPGN

>>29121167
that's walle's story. the right paste is this http://pastebin.com/A6hkvKYB

>>29121192
Oops... indeed.

>>29120817
A human hunter isnt satisfied with his unfullfilling life so he takes a break from it by going to live in a nearby forest.
Shenanigans happen, he ends up in Equestria and Twilight (who is his waifu) finds him. Then there is a terrible accident involving them and a monster, time passes, and the map sends the two to the western edge of Equestria on an unknown mission.
Its an amazing read, I jist can't speak of any of the characters or events because I don't wanna spoil anything.
I need that Christmas update!

>>29120817
it starts with anond dying, for real, in equestria. just read it, it's one of the best written greens in this shithole

Waiting...

>>29066064

>>29125359
When the waiting gets hard remember that Ziri might make a sequel and we'll never get off this ride

>>29126255
That's what I say to myself... this ride will never end.
Welcome to the November-December hiatus.

>>29126331
Look on the bright side. We've got ourselves a quality writefag to provide us for a good couple of years.

>>29126629
Yep...

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>Tfw no Ziri

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>>29134713
Bump for Ziri

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>>29136572
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>>29136572
escape from page 10

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>>29138913

Where is Hunter Anon about Hunting pussy???

>>29144498
What a boopable nose

Would it be too presumptuous of me to assume that you want a late Christmas gift in the form of an update on gryphons?

>A steady burst of snow falls on them as they leave the protection of the crowns of trees, and gather at the foot of pale, monumental peaks that are hidden behind a curtain of clouds.
>Daybreak has so far given them solace from the cold and they spread their wings to soak in its warmth before they must leave it behind and begin the ascent.
>There is a path in the earth, a trail of wide girth that spread for the expanse of huge leathery wings and that traverses the mountains in shaky, tired paces.
>The air smells of pine and freedom, and they know they won’t catch such scrumptious scents once they venture up into the white.
>It all they can do to fill themselves with it, keeping it safe for when they lose themselves in the road and have to keep themselves sane, for arms and training can’t protect the mind.
>They see the clouds that circle further north, promising the threat of blizzards and whiteouts, of hypothermia and hallucinations.
>Preparations are made in the form of scavenging the area for wood and the use of whatever resources they come across to fashion makeshift protection for those that wear no armor and whom did not have an upbringing amongst the chill and frost that would make them more capable of withstanding the journey.
>Although gryphons are ordinarily a race that dwells on high ground and barren summits, and most find the cold to be quite appeasing, this isn’t universal and the frozen wastes impartially harsh regard for those that think to traverse them does no favors.
>So the party is fair and they follow in the example of their champion, feeling no grief in the shedding of excess fur which they mix together with mud so that it may be stuck to the more fragile ones in an attempt to keep the frostbite from claiming them.
>It is a grueling task and the paste forces them to leave behind the pride of their manes and wings, ruined as they are, and endure being unceremoniously grounded.

>>29147224
>The first stretch is easy, with a blanket of slush and shallow snow, good enough visibility for them to inspect the wilderness ahead and look back at the trees while they are still in their immediate vicinity.
>Sight is reassuring –patches of leafless shrubs, soft protruding rocks, the glint of the sun upon the summits, and the black stone that peeks every so often from the sides of the distant elevations- and are appeasing as they proceed in gentle march.
>Silver requires no map, no previous exploration of the landscape to lead them effectively.
>There is in his senses a dominating pull that points unmistakably to a location deep into the northern belt, to a land where dragons had once escaped into, now left dead and abandoned.
>He would think of this guidance as a melody, a lullaby to the seekers of dreams, instead of the soft whispers of some entity that had invaded his mind during his time trapped inside the damning illusions of that ruin called the Spire.
>It is impossible for him to determine if the warden had actually manipulated him in taking this detour, if it had been responsible for the acute turmoil in his entrails that makes the power of a sleeping guardian so beguiling and so paramount for the protection of all, or if the visions that he had been granted had simply given him more information with which to conclude a fruitful strategic shift.
>A good leader knows that there is no point in questioning his own decisions once the course has been charted and travel has begun, so instead he occupies his mind and that of his brothers with popular marching songs while their gullets are warm enough for them.
>The beat is rough and invigorating, the lyrics picture an idyllic kingdom that they all know will be brought about once their journey is over.

>>29147236
>When the tunes wear off, they chat with one another until that too becomes a futile effort to brighten their spirits.
>Inside they welcome the challenge, the test of will that the land presents to them, and they do not believe that any singing is required to push onwards.
>Such things would rather be left for ponies to lean on -gryphons follow by example, by the toughness that it kindles- but they smile and sing as they allow an opportunity of cheer to alleviate their losses and sadness.
>Momentarily they forget, and Silver’s cognizance escapes to the past as the clouds move towards them in spectral gallop.

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>>29147246
>The spell was done, the ritual complete, and unlike any previous display of her power, she had been left unconscious and feverish.
>I carried her back to the shack we shared, lay her on the hay with meticulous care, and watched over her with a resoluteness to rival Cerberus’.
>The first days were full of fears and uncertainties.
>They held us all by the throats along each minute that painstakingly passed and she did not recover.
>I did my best to provide her with sustenance in the form of leaves and flowers, powdered and mixed with cool water in what I hoped would be a beverage that would carry enough nutrients.
>I worked her head to help the liquid go easy down her throat.
>I place wet rags on her forehead to fight the fever and changed it regularly.
>I washed her; I held her; I woke by her side every morning.
>There was no improvement.
>For each race within our small community there was a remedy that was claimed to be able to put her back on her hooves, and for each failed attempt there was nothing but tears and an ever-quickening fall into despair.
>She simply would not wake, and to look at her was to stare at a barely alive cub, taken by sickness, hanging from a thread that none could strengthen.
>We expected writhing, moaning, the slightest hints to physical maladies, and were irredeemably left hoping that she would give us something to hang onto.
>The folk cried, asked the skies –if they would lend their ear- for guidance, until every face sported the lines of sorrow and surrender and they asked no more.
>Even then I did not falter.
>I allowed the weak and innocent to bow their heads when I passed them by, I indulged them when they approached me seeking news about Lumen, even if they already knew that there was nothing to say and nothing else to do.
>At times I caught them staring out at the sea, drawn in by the tower of fantasy and the alluring call that it seemed to reach our shores by the currents of wind and water.

>>29147251
>In their gloom I sometimes thought of my old world and was tormented by visions of shattered gryphonesses, of the stench of blood and tainted musk.
>None of these westerners had known the pain of watching their sisters be traded for scraps of food, of their mothers sacrificing body and mind for a master’s promises.
>Not a single soul in this place had seen their own flesh and blood, emaciated and disfigured, shackled and used, with barely any feathers left and not a thread of awareness in their look.
>Because of my attachments, Lumen’s mental departure left me a castaway again, and was stricken with the traumas that I had once managed to outrun.
>She had been a companion with whom to fill the silence and share the desolation, with her I had traveled through lands of harmony and into uncharted wilderness, with her I had discovered the genuine pleasures of mating of my own volition.
>Without her I had been left defenseless against the nightmares.
>The hissing of embers, the cracking of the whip, the terrible and unspeakable sights of slavery.
>Waking up I would find myself shaking, talons dripping unspeakable depravities, and I would wish I’d been conceived a pony.
>I alone was privy to my past and my thoughts, and I did not dare whisper them to the comatose mare, much less share them with strangers.
>Many days went by with me in self-imposed isolation –alone in my struggle against the horrors that would be revived each night, with my contact with others reduced to meaningless exchanges of nods or other shallow gestures.
>The quiet and the inaction only accentuated my condition, to which I quickly realized that the only solution was to put my body to work.
>Thus I turned to what I considered structural matters of the town.
>My first priority was to secure our borders, not from any credited threat but from the possibility of one, and for the safety of any future travelers and caravans.

>>29147259
>It began as a gathering of the able bodied and curious on top of the cliffs that Lumen had carved.
>There our needs were laid bare and I elaborated in no unreasonable terms that we could not rely on our good fortune and wooden shacks forever.
>The land provided, but the land could just as quickly take away, and for there to be a healthy growth outside the shores we needed to play a role as active as that of future builders and architects.
>Monsters of sharp teeth and merciless claws roamed the wilds, and we would not have the death of innocent travelers on our heads, nor would we allow them to claim our territory for their own.
>I asked for warriors to aid me in clearing the land, and was given honest folk with nary a clue as to what fighting for survival was.
>Weapons were even scarcer, and I was regrettably reminded of the one I had to drop to the seas in order to cross them unhindered.
>To solve this I requested the help of any one whom might know the art of crafting and forging, to which only two minotaur brothers of shapely arms and soot stained hands stepped forward.
>They knew of clubs and spears, I taught them of swords and axes, and they learned swiftly as all gifted ones do.
>Training the rest to fight was a more personal and labored task.
>When it came to it, none were disposed to tasting the passion of combat, and giving them the tools to protect themselves wasn’t going to be enough.
>Hard working, thin-skinned villagers was all I could see, and even if there was might in them, it would do no good without proper shaping.
>I found hope in a fellow gryphon, one whose line had left the east ages ago, in whom I found the burning spirit of our kin, and I put him to use.
>Crafting weapons out of stick and stones, I demonstrate the basics, and I was rewarded with how quickly the lessons stuck with him and how accurately he began to mimic my stance.

>>29147264
>He flourished, reveled in the excitement of combat, and others soon followed.
>Understanding our purpose and pushed by their eagerness to play their part for the community, they began to embrace the training.
>Gryphon and minotaurs handled weapons in a similar manner, although their styles were clearly distinct as their features dictate, and I considered them front line combatants, synergetic and steadfast.
>Ponies and zebras shared a specific characteristic as both relied on their jaws for the efficient manipulation of weapons and so I needed to come up with ways for them to be of use.
>In the beginning I considered binding spikes and blades to their hooves and chests in a manner that they could apply by charging or bucking, but such ideas didn’t go far as I realized that they each had their charm.
>In the ponies I saw the swiftness of the pegasi, stamina and resilience of the earth pony, dexterity and utility of the unicorns.
>There was no advantage to testing and I could hardly imagine betting on a pony’s willingness to throw its weight against that of a beastly opponent, so in the end the safest path was to heighten whatever abilities they already had.
>Trackers and scouts, the pegasi could be partnered with the fastest gryphons and with their movement relying on the beating of wings, they could be made to wield spears and swords by hoof.
>Unicorns could throw javelins or work bows, the most skillful could even manipulate numerous arms, both in close quarters and in range, and two of them were capable of one form or another of offensive spellcasting.
>The zebra were capable of much the same as earth ponies and had a proclivity for adapting and using everything nature gave them in creative and conclusive ways, so it was unsurprising that I would find use in them as trappers and crafters, along with the ponies that shared in these talents.

>>29147274
>In assessing the earth ponies I also found that there were some whose strength could be on par with a minotaur’s, naturally finding their spot with them in our vanguard.
>All those that were at my disposal were trained in what I knew, and I shared everything that I felt they would require.
>After a month I had fourteen companions.
>I refused to call them guards or lead them by any sort of rank, so I dubbed us all monster hunters and made no distinction between any one of us.
>If they were to look for guidance and teachings in me, it would be by merit and skill alone, never by title.
>I had been bound by titles and names for too long and I would not let the ghost of the clans and greed follow me here.
>We started by hunting small game, things that were manageable and could pose an opportunity for the lessons to set firmly in their mind and muscle, before eventually moving onto deadlier creatures.
>Within three months we had killed a pack of timberwolves, a stray gargoyle, and cleared a newborn nest of rafflesia lizards.
>The farm I had rested in with Lumen set up a supply line with us and acted as a forward post from where a watchtower and an inn was erected.
>Word of Verenheights spread and we soon made contact with nomad tribes and pony explorers whom sought to colonize new lands.
>The skies were kind and did not unleash blows or tall waves on us, and the town saw its first expansion.
>What we came to know as Sea Serpents ventured curiously to the tower and then to our shores, bringing with them tales of their underwater culture and a life beyond the sun touched coasts.
>I remember a name in particular, not because it was attached to anything of import or because of any aware interest towards it, and in truth I could not pinpoint the reason for it aside from the way it stuck to my mind when they mentioned it in passing.
>Yarnak.

>>29147280
>Somehow it invoked in me a dislocated sort of vertigo, like losing oneself in a cloud of mist over a lake or flying into a storm front, and I believe to would not be a stretch to think that it is some form of deity, perhaps even a progenitor to these strange creatures.
>It left its imprint within me, but I did not investigate the nature of such feelings for there were terrors far more real for me to face.
>Day after day I continued to care for Lumen, waiting for her to show signs of life beyond the almost indistinguishable rising of her chest and the slowly growing bulge on her belly.
>Seven months passed since the appearance of her tower, of which I spent every single night by her side, pondering her fate and that of the unborn one.
>With the sun in its zenith and the townsfolk in monotonous drifting, I was at work washing the sweat off her face and beginning to move down her neck, when she inhaled long and deeply, as if fighting for air in the middle of the sea, and I saw her hooves abruptly kicking at the air like a filly.
>I jumped back, startled, topping over the bucket of water that I had been using, and gawked agitatedly at her sudden animation.
>They did not cease and I rushed to her, finding that her eyes remained tightly closed, her features contorted in grimace.
>Not knowing what else to do I called out to her and pressed an open claw against her bosom.
>There was no telling what new condition had taken her, nor how much of her was bound to this world and to me.
>I could feel the beating of her heart, electric and full of her bewitching essence, and in her face I found the struggle of a dying mare.
>She tossed and turned and I heard her speak in tongues unknown to me.
>Dread was choking me as the reality of her death abruptly became undeniable.

>>29147286
>Desperate, the only thing that I could do was whisper encouragements into her ear, beg her not to give up, and pray to whatever gods existed to save her from the unseen forces that kept her from me.
>Even then I knew that no one would listen, just like no one would listen in the pits.
>Lost to panic, I headed for the door and howled for all the cliffside to hear, and in a bright flash of teal light there was a unicorn before me, frightened and talking too quickly for me to follow.
>The poor stallion must have seen the look about me because he got quiet even before I snatched him by the throat and demanded his help, a violence in me that was undeserving to the one that had answered my pleadings.
>He did not run away or struggle against me, instead taking my grip with prodigious solemnity.
>Only then did I recognize the grayish tangelo coat and messy mane that distinguished him as the resident physician.
>I let him go, did not acknowledge his name, and looked back at Lumen.
>There was no need for me to explain the situation as he quickly assessed it by himself, and once I moved to the side he wordlessly went to examine her.
>As he did, others arrived and gathered.
>Predictably, those that I had been training had been among the first.
>The ones up front tried their best not to cross the threshold uninvited while those at the back pushed to see what was taking place inside.
>The unicorn stallion made whatever observation he could without the aid of magic but seemed unsatisfied, and although a more in-depth, magic-centered examination had provided nothing before, this new development implied it would be worthwhile.
>He lit up his horn, cast a beam over her, something that I had witnessed him doing before during the early days of her condition, and focused it on her head.

>>29147296
>For a moment I thought he had found something within her, as his expression denoted signs of a meaningful yet alarming discovery, but he did not end his casting, he did not turn his gaze away from her.
>He simply burst into a fit of terrible shrieking.
>Then the magic appeared to rebound off of Lumen and strike him in the form of a lightning bolt which sent him flying back, landing hard across the room and kicking at his head as if worms had dug their way inside and were feeding on his brain.
>There were gasps and horrified echoes in the crowd, and in my helplessness I just stared at Lumen, selfishly hoping that what had taken over her had passed onto the stallion and away from her life.
>I stumbled forward and noticed the red shine at the base of his horn splatter and stain the wood, dying his fur and mane, gashing out of the open wounds, with absentminded interest.
>Whether there was anything I could do to help him wasn’t for me to dwell on.
>I only truly moved when I heard her voice through all the screams.
>“Blaze?”
>It was in a raspy, forgotten way that she spoke in, as if the days without conversation had forced her to rely on shaded experiences that she could hardly recall in order to formulate words.
>She seized her tossing and began fumbling with her front hooves in search of what I took to be me.
>The unicorn stopped screaming, simply collapsing onto the wood and whimpering like a wounded animal as he took to rhythmically beating his skull against the floor.
>Had he finally caused enough damage that the physical trauma prevented him from voicing his pain, or had the effects subsided enough that he no longer needed to?
>Regardless, ignoring him became easy.
>I held tightly to one of Lumen’s outstretched hooves and answered her plights as best as I could.
>She was hot, more than the abnormal temperature of fever, and I came to think she’d leave burn marks on me.

>>29147301
>To her it made no difference, and soon there was another reason for me to worry.
>Even while I cupped her hoof and spurred reassuring words, her eyes would not settle on mine, no matter how much I tried to bait them with my own.
>They moved erratically, lost in her cradle of straw, the color of fog and of ghastly, nightmare dwellers.
>“A candle, dear. It’s too dark in here.”
>I signaled with a wing and the object was brought to me by the mouth of a mare of orchid pink fur and auburn mane made golden by the flame.
>She was shaking, clearly disturbed from the unnatural behavior of the stallion, and pushed her way out once her task was complete.
>I think I heard her vomit.
>With the flame close to our faces I stared deeply into Lumen and was stolen by the sight.
>She did not spot the light that I carried nor did she react to it, but while it flickered, so did something swirl in her eyes.
>Manifested in them were serpents of too many eyes and fins of bone and golden membranes; strings like branches of oak trees that extend high and wide across starlit, unfathomable horizons; halls that rose in nebulous, cosmic swamps, where a father sits upon his fragile throne of creation; rivers of silver that flow across the innards of our world, carrying in their streams the essences of magic.
>There were lights and faces and suns that wept fire as within their bowels unwanted children stirred and dreamt, trapped forever.
>I saw the truth of her, of the name and of the mark she wore upon her flank, and it dawned on me how fragile I truly was.
>She blinked, as if nothing was wrong, and the images misted.
>“Blaze? A light, please?”
>Repeating her request only sunk the plight even further into the pit of my stomach, where it engorged itself with every shadow of my soul.
>I caught her horn coming alive with magic and she bathed the one-room house with her glow.

>>29147306
>Still she did not find me, or the candle, and I had not the backbone to break the truth to her.
>Whatever had kept her from us for so long had taken a personal toll on her.
>She lifted her free hoof between us and gently nudged her nuzzle, then her horn, and finally the space between her eyes.
>“Ahhhhh. My vision.”
>A sigh of thoughtfulness, a pause to put together what knowledge she had, and a statement of unwelcomed finality.
>Her voice should have carried distress and longing, traces of the gloom that could be rightfully associated with such a loss, instead to her it was as if reading a particularly revealing paragraph in a tome.
>I did not say a thing for some time, nor did she, and it was in the silence that she and I noticed the wet pounding in background.
>“What is that? Is somepony else here?”
“They are all here. But that is a stallion. He tried to use magic on you. I don’t know what went wrong.”
>In my explanation she found and displayed great fright, and all but ordered me to bring him close.
>I would have rather not separate myself from her just as she had just escaped whatever oblivion had kept her away, but I did her bidding without presenting my grievances.
>Fit as I might be, I only dragged the poor sod across the floor like a sack of produce as he convulsed, overtaken by seizures.
“Do you know what’s going on?”
>“Quiet, dear. I must concentrate now.”
>I nodded -couldn’t help myself- and waited.
>From her horn came a wave of sensations that inspired personal and intimate connections, all at once filling my senses with her smell and touch and taste, instantly reliving each second of our shared eroticism.
>The flutter of my wings must have betrayed my arousal, for such impressions left me then.
>“Hush now, unicorn. Embrace me.”
>She soothed him with the care of a lover and he was overtaken by her, at last ending his acts of self-harm and taking on a listless stillness.

>>29147314
>A tether of light sprang from the tip of her horn and traveled slowly through the air, ambiguously creating a link between the horns of the two unicorns.
>I wanted to speak out against it, but it wasn’t my place to intervene in dealings I couldn’t possibly comprehend.
>Lumen knew the ways of things magic and running my mouth would only distract her.
>She appeared to sense this and added some words of comfort for the two of us.
>“Everything is going to be alright.”
>Soon I witnessed an orb –a familiar silver- manifest from somewhere inside his head, rise to his horn, and latch onto the tether like a fish on a hook.
>Lumen then called it back, and it was as natural as if she were calling a piece of herself that had somehow managed to escape and hide inside the unsuspecting unicorn, her body absorbing the line and catch, the tether following the spiral on her horn and the orb disappearing within her skull as it wove with her.
>A light shone behind her eyes and I thought I heard the rustling of leaves on a lonely tree.
>The stallion moaned and groaned and asked where he was.
>She did another long inhale, then coughed twice.
>Someone behind me cried.
>“She is healed! They are both healed!”
>Another hollered.
>“Our lady returns! Our lady!”
>Then they clamored, voices blending together in uproar.
>“Lumen! Lumen of the West!”
>What injuries the stallion had sustained were gone now, the only telling of them were blotches and drops on the wood interior.
>Lumen now breathed normally, with ease and vigor, and she turned her head towards me with a smile as she began to massage her belly in loving strokes.
>All I could see however, was the cursed fog in her eyes.

…

HE'S ALIVE

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>>29147325
End of yet another gryphon update.
More to come before we shift our focus back onto Anon and his hunt for the magical, purple pussy.
Or so this thread would like you to think.

Goddamn finals, birthdays, festivities, move outs, and property procedures have me stresses like a dog with a firecracker up his ass.
Would be fine if I killed myself now?
I think it would.

Anyways, its been a wild ride through the year and we still have quite some road to cover, and I am shit when it comes to writing these sort of things, but I want you all to know how much I appreciate you and the fact that I can continue to entertain you with my green fantasies, and although I am not a very festive person, in fact I wouldn't celebrate these holidays if it wasn't for my immediate family, I still feel like pouring my heart to you guys and say Merry Christmas to you all fellow horsefuckers and faithful bumpers and lurkers of these threads.
You are all lovely people, generous and understanding, and I wish you the best during the holiday season and all seasons that come afterwards.
Please enjoy the update, and have a great day.

I've spent five minutes trying to find a pic for this post.

>>29147415
I am the undead one for a reason.
Hello again, anon!
Nice to see you again!

>>29146569

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>>29147428
He's Back!

I have missed ya - time to dig into the update.

>>29148334
Bae! Always a pleasure to see you!

>>29147428
ayyyyyy, the reanimation ritual worked!

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>>29147428
He's black! I mean back, well he is both back and black but...whatever, hyp

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>>29147428
I'm so happy to see you're back. Don't worry about the time between updates. I have a shit load of work to so I totally understand. What an update ! Emotions, fear and other feelings. Wow...

Keep on the good work ziri, you're one of the best writefag I've met. You may have inspired me to write something. I'll see that in two weeks and try to do my best.

Bye mate !

i stopped right after spire encounter, can i get pastebin line number so i can continue reading?
pls dont kill me im just a poor mobilefag

>>29151260
I think that is the end of chapter 5.

The encounter with Silver starts at 1269 and lasts through till the end. If you finished that, you would be at the start of chapter 6.

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>>29151296
Thanks pham.

>>29148739
You should have combined the black powers of Argenta and the deliciousness of the milanesa in one single ritual. That may have summoned me sooner.

>>29148756
Applejack isn't amused by her absence in the story.
So get hype by the continued lack of all apple related things!

>>29151246
Glad that you enjoyed it, anon.
And if you are inspired to write something, anything, please give it a chance.
You never know what you might be able to create, and in doing so discover things about yourself.

>>29151260
No one dies in this thread but my characters.

>>29151296
Thanks for providing, friendo!

Bumpino bumpino !
https://youtu.be/xGKowUNYrKA

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8 before bed

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Been working on something, will probably be able to finish it up by tomorrow.

>>29155852

beep boop Ziri posted!

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>>29156878
Alright, finished up the little gift for you guys.

The question about the line numbers in pastebin reminded me why I have been screencapping the story posts. Personally I hate reading from the pastebin and prefer the posts.

Attached is chapter one, you can find the rest of them here: http://imgur.com/a/SnwEn

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>>29160808
>tfw I cut off the bottom posts
Fixed.

>>29160919
scary amount of green. we need more

>>29161009
Really puts into perspective how much there is.

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>>29160919
O-oh...my...

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>>29160919
That's really freaking neat! I love it! I fucking love it! That's a true Christmas gift.
I also prefer reading greentext from screencaps or the posts themselves. There's something special about the format besides being so much more pleasing to the eyes.
Wasn't expecting such a thing at all and we should definitely add it to the OP from now on.

Rereading the first chapter and >>29095343 remind me that I should eventually do some serious editing to Arrival. I'll probably do it before I begin Chapter IX.
I still hate how I wrote the opening exchange between dying Anon and Twilight.

>>29161009
>>29161142
There are still 3 and a half chapters, and an epilogue, left to write. Probably a mini-chapter that links this to its sequel too.
Boy this has turned into a terrifying amount of green.

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>>29161192
Glad you guys like it.

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>>29161407
>would pic related again

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>>29161192
>sequel is official
That's fucking AWSOME !
when my work is done I may do some gdoc shit to make this green more readable. Though I dont know how to make it understandable when its Anon talking (maybe italic).

Also. Editing chapter one ?
What kind of editing exactly ?

It will be an occasion to re read it. Maybe during the gdoc conversion.

And btw : STILL NO DRAWFAG on this... So sad about it. A shame I don't have any drawing skills.

>>29161589
Drawfags hate us. Or they don't wanna draw for the green of a spic.

About the editing, I feel like it was rushed and it isn't on the same level as the later chapters. As >>29095343 pointed out, everything seemed quick and shallow, so I would probably put some more work into the initial interactions, more detail about our hunter's time in the human world, and a complete rewrite of the opening scene which has to mirror the one from Chapter XI and be something that I am satisfied with.
And on the subject of the sequel, I have finally consolidated my ideas and the subjects that I want to explore. As this green went on, I started to seriously consider a sequel, but without a clear direction or a solid enough plot there was nothing to justify it. Now I have brainstormed a lot, and made up my mind on the stories, characters, and locations, so I feel like a sequel should be the natural progression of Hunter Anon.
I'll probably finish this green, work on its FiMFiction version while posting a SunsetxAnon green, and once I'm done with all of that I'll begin writing the sequel.
Hopefully it won't take a whole fucking year for me to get it done so I can share more green with the whole board and then write the god damned EQG fic that I drafted.
Surely I'll hang onto that schedule.
Yeah... there's no way I'll fuck it up.
I've got this.

>>29161891
i trust you daddy

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>>29161891
Super excited for the sequel, and with a FimFiction release so many more people will see this great story. I hope.

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Dear oh dear, what was it? The hunt, the blood, or the horrible dream?

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>>29164232
No matter. It always comes down to the Hunter's helper to clean up these sort of messes.

>>29162542

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happy new year bump

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>>29168219

Shameless New Year Bump!

Have a great evening everyone!

>>29169254
you too babe

>>29170120

Bump
Happy new year btw.

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>>29172060
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Start of a new year - hope you guys had a nice time yesterday.

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>>29175720

>>29174578
I won't to bone Vinyl

>>29177848
So you don't want to have sex with her.
Weak.

>>29176709

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>>29178100
L-lewd

>>29172910

>>29183076
E'yup

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>>29184983

Page 9
More like page nein !

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>>29192593

>>29192593
Stop.
Laying on the records will damage them.
Stop that.

>>29194889
Page 10 save.

>Took me one week to see that there was an update.

Please forgiveme great White Hermano, for my faith has faltered.

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>>29198033

don't a die

Arriba arriba

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>>29194889

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>>29205977

Page 10

>>29207762

>>29209505

Ziri pls, i need green
How will i keep my leaf colored skin in its prime if i cant have enough sustenance
Please deliver soon

>>29214723
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