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Ponies in Earth #79

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> What is PiE?
1. Take Ponies
2. Place them on Earth
3. ???
4. Profit

>Can you elaborate more?
Sure! While AiE (Anon in Equestria) involves a human entering the magical world of Equestria, PiE (Ponies in Earth) takes the opposite perspective. A single pony or multiple ponies is/are transported to a much less magical place called Earth. Here, the pony/ponies must struggle to survive in an unforgiving (and sometimes dangerous) world where friendship isn't magic. Every kind of theme is welcome. If the pony/ponies are on Earth, you're doing it right.

>What genres are written here?
We write a variety of genres: Slice of Life, Romance, Sci-fi, Comedy, Adventure, etc. We use different writing styles and points of view. Our stories center on the ponies, with humans serving as protagonists, antagonists or observers. The point of view can be from both a pony or a human (or even a mix of both).

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Useful links
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PiE Pastebin: pastebin.com/u/Ponies_in_Earth
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FAQ: pastebin.com/RjGxp6Mn
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Recommended Stories for new readers: pastebin.com/m8YWvb4k
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PiE Stories by Author: pastebin.com/p1fjaLha
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PiE Image Archive: derpy.me/PiE_Pictures
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BP Authors: pastebin.com/KMbc65Zk
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BP Image Archive: derpy.me/BrowserPonies
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Writing guides:
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pastebin.com/g4VpEg4f (clop specific)
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LIVE!
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Didn't this shit die like half a year ago?
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>>29250078
TAIL LIFTER

Glad to have you back
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I want my own mlp pony to cut open his troat and bathe in his blood.
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L U X

F I N I S H S T O R Y
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>>29250355
that poor strawberry mare has been sexually teased in that changing room for over a year straight now
customers are starting to complain
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What now?
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>A single pony or multiple ponies is/are transported to a much less magical place called Earth. Here, the pony/ponies must struggle to survive in an unforgiving (and sometimes dangerous) world where friendship isn't magic.

Could you imagine going from Equestria to such a shit world as Earth? I'm not saying Equestria is perfect of course, but the overall atmosphere is far more positive. They deal with huge magical threats seemingly on a regular basis, however that's fairly minor compared to our wars, attempted genocides, pollution, poverty, constant development of weapons, torture, etc. A pony would probably take one look at the news and pass out from all the problems.
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>>29250078
I remember this cutie.
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>>29250686
They would probably feel like they have been banished to some sort of hell.
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>>29250863
We have microwavable dinners though so that makes up for it.
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>>29250918
This and we also have vidya
>>29250110
T A I L L I F T E R
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all the good writefags are gone
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>>29250941
Dont forget about the internet. Man ponies would love the internet.
Also stop calling her that.
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>>29251287
I would fuck this pone. A lot.
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>>29251287
No that's the old browser pone
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this thread should've stayed dead.
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Behold; Rainbow Dash's get-rich quick scheme!
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>>29251522
But little does Rainbow know that Pinkie already has her "Cum inside Rainbow Dash" stall finished.
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>>29251554
Yeah, perfect, Pinkie for the kiddies to ride, Dashie for the adults to "ride"
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>Anonpone is an obsessive My Little Human fanboy
>Regularly writes self-insert fanfiction of himself going to Earth and fucking his human waifu
>It comes to pass that he ends up actually getting sent to Earth via some unexplained magical fuckery and meeting up with the MLH cast
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>>29251978
Who makes up the MLH cast
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Well well. Haven't seen this thread in a while.

If it's alive when I get out of work I'll try to do a thing
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>>29252108
I don't know, probably just some random jerkoffs.
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>>29252128
>thread dies
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Does anyone have the depressing PiE Pics where ponies are strung about the world homeless?
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>>29252385
No
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>rape bump
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Not >>29252128 but I have a bit of green all the same. Probably different from what this thread is used to though. Anyway here it goes.

>its cold out today
>just like yesterday, and the day before.
>hell, even when the sun is shining and there is not a cloud in the sky its cold.
>that has to be why you always are shaking, right?
>yes, It has to be...
>the sound of the rain colliding violently with the mud beneath a hundred worn boots is the only sound reaching your ears as you march on
>its been a full days march and it doesn't seem to have an end.
>not that it matters in the long run.
>march out, dig in, repel, attack, retreat, repeat.
>looking around at your comrades you imagine they are thinking the same as you
>but thinking these thoughts will only get you killed.
>you need something to take your mind off it, anything to keep the morbid thoughts out of your weary mind.
>your voice is a little strained after a long silence but you start to sing all the same

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_K1BdDVvV9Q

"oh, If you want to find the general, I know where he is. I know where he is"
>a few of the lads around you give side glances caught off guard by the sudden voice within the ranks
>but it doesn't take long for a few of the socially braver men partake in the song alongside your own.
"oh, I know where he is, If you want to find the general, I know where he is."
>"he's pinning another medal on his chest."
>the more men slowly join in making a very hoarse, yet oddly beautiful choir of tired soldiers.
>"I saw him, I saw him, pinning another medal on his chest, pinning another medal on his chest"
>the song picks up a bit and soon the whole company is walking and marching with higher spirits while the tones begin to bled killing off any out of tune voices.
>that is to say all men, excluding the officers, of course.
>they never really took to this song like the lads have, but they let you go on with it not raising a voice in protest
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>>29253018
>"oh, but if you're looking for the battalion I know where they are."
>ahead you can see your new 'home' coming into view and the song starts to come to its end, as all good things must do.
>the voices slowly began to die out leaving just you again.
"I know where they are"
>rows and rows of half dug snakelike trenches
>you got lucky, usually the smell would be the first thing you notice
"Oh, I know where they are"
>carriages you hadn't noticed before are being pulled opposite your direction, filled to the brim with lads just as brave and young as you.
>some of whom couldn't have been older than sixteen or seventeen.
"if you are looking for the battalion, I know where they are, they are hanging on the old barbed wire..."

>Meanwhile
>perhaps this wasn't as good a deal as you thought it was
>Twilight's face is covered by one of her large books as she holds it up with her magic
"are you sure about this Twilight? I mean what if something goes wrong? like I explode or turn into a frog or something!"
>the book moves down below eggheads face and she smiles back at you
>"oh don't worry about it Rainbow Dash. I've done spells like this before, besides we made a deal"
"well yeah. But-"
"ah-ah, I promised not to tell Applejack about you drinking the last of her cider if YOU promised to help me with my studies!"
>you cross your hooves and slump on your stool and groan
"UUGGHH fine, just be careful and hurry up. The waiting is the worst part"
>Twilight giggles and waves her hoof dismissively
>"oh relax rainbow, I promise everything is going to be okay. Its a, relatively, simple spell."
>whatever, you just hope this one doesn't take as long as the last one
>this has to be the worst most boring and un-awesome day you have ever had
>as the book closes shut with a loud smack your heart skips a beat
"so this is the last spell for today right?!"
>"alright Rainbow, last one. I promise"
>you nearly fly out of your seat
"about time! Lets do it!"
>"alright now just hold still"
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>>29253048
>the voice of an officer snaps your focus back
>"Keep Moving!"
>the sound of gunfire ripping past you makes your body scream for you to stop and hit the dirt
>but if you do, you know you wont ever get back up
>"just a few more yards men! Give those Hun bastards what fo-"
>just ahead the Captains head pops open like a watermelon and the taste of salt fills your mouth
>blood and tears stream down your face as you reach the first trench line
>as you make it and dive into its relative safety a Jerry raises his Mauser
>unfortunately for him you were too quick, and your bayonet plunges into his chest
>you cant tell who is screaming louder, you or the Hun on the end of your blade
>another German spots you with your rifle bayonet still in his comrades chest and raises his rifle
>quickly you pull your rifle back, but the bayonet is stuck on its targets uniform and gear
>oh god.
>you pull harder, and in a panic you try to yank it out, but it ends up getting tangled even more and you end up losing your balance falling down dropping your weapon
>the German shouts at you in rage and pulls the trigger of his rifle
>this must be the end.
>the rifle makes a loud *clack* and your aggressors eyes go wide as he tries to fire again.
>but mud and foreign material is completely coating the receiver
>he looks at you starting to get back on your feet in a panic and instead opts to make his rifle a club
>just as you get to your feet he swings his impromptu bat at your skull
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>>29253067
>either by the grace of god, your training, or by sheer luck you manage to grab hold of the incoming object
>now the two of you are wrestling with one another, gunfire and screams still very much prevalent all around the battlefield
>as he pushes into you and you twist using his own momentum against him, now the two of you fall to the earth
>and luckily you are on top of him
>the struggle continues and eventually you take possession of the weapon and raise it high with both hands
>he covers his face with his hands as you smash the stock down onto his face
>shouting and screaming something in German you smash the stock down into the kraut
>this time his face was exposed enough for you to clearly strike, you see part of his face collapse in from the impact and blood begins to coat the stock along with your uniform
>but hes still moving.
>again you strike, harder, then again, and AGAIN.
>the body has gone limp and what was one a face is now a smashed pile of blood and bone.
>you're not sure whats worse, knowing you had done it, or knowing it would have been you.

>Twilight charges her magic and closes her eyes
>this is it!
>she begins to sweat as she concentrates harder on the spell
>once this is over you can go out and work on your stunts!
>then you can go out and prank ponies with Pinkie!
>this bad day is going to be so much better!
>Twilight releases her magic and a bright light fills the room nearly blinding you
>wiping your eyes take a quick look around.
"huh.. so.. did it work Twilight?"
>she lays on the floor exhausted and groans face planting the floor
>"I guess not..."
>you fly over your purple friend and check her over to make sure shes okay
"so, what was it supposed to do anyway?"
>standing up Twilight levitates the book over and reads it again
>"it was SUPPOSED to be a simple time travel spell, and it should have worked."
"how can you tell if it didn't? i mean, what time is it now?"
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>>29253091
>the two of you look at the clock
>nope, same time as it was.
>"well it was cast on you anyway, so it wouldn't have sent us both back either way."
>wait that was a time travel spell
"so, how far back did you plan on sending me anyway?"
>Twilight's eyes go wide for a second
>"well, I uh, maybe didn't think about that?"
>a blush comes over her face and she makes her "oops" smile with a audible *squee*
"Ha, well no worries Egghead, it didn't work anyway."

>WHERE THE BUCK ARE YOU!?
>one second you were sitting on a stool waiting for Twilight to cast a spell
>then there was a bright light, and now-
>a sudden *BOOM* makes you hit the ground and cover your ears and eyes with your wings
>and this is definitely ground, not a floor.
>mud covers your body from top to bottom
>your ears are ringing and they are continually barraged with new sounds
>all of them loud and their own form of terrifying
>you cant stay here!
>mustering all your courage you uncover your face
>just in front of your face are two long things.
>your eyes follow them up slowly
>the two long things, were legs.
>and those legs are connected to some kind of monster
>a monster with a strange looking spear
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>>29253106
>what in gods name is this thing in front of you?
>is it some sort of dog?
>no, dogs don't have wings, and on top of that they aren't rainbow colored.
>if you didn't know better... you might say its a very small pegasus.
>its bright magenta eyes move up inspecting your body
>once its eyes meet yours they go wide then suddenly shrink down to pin needles
>its actually rather cute-
>a blast mere meters away from the trench flings dirt and debris high into the air while simultaneously knocking you on your ass next to the pegasus
>Germans wouldn't be shelling this location yet.
>bloody hell, that has to be your own arty!
>you try to get to your feet rifle in hand but that blast left you rather dizzy and you fall back down
>with all the strength you can muster you shout
"HIT THE DECK! INCOMING ROYAL ARTY!"
>to your surprise the pegasus shouts back from its place near your feet
>"YOU CAN TALK?!"
"IT CAN TALK!?"
>less than a second later several blasts follow in near unison followed by more and more
>without another thought you push yourself to the ground as low as you can
>right on top of the small equine

>that thing spoke!
>what is Royal Arty?
>your question is quickly answered by the sound of very close by thunder
>normally thunder wouldn't scare you
>i mean, you do work with the weather team after all.
>but this... this thunder is different.
>its louder and it shakes the whole earth.
>dirt, splinters of wood, metal and rocks fall from on high.
>and all the while you lay there stunned by what is happening around you
>all the while the monster you were once scared of is on top of you
>seemingly protecting you from anything that might fall from above.
>where in Equestria are you?
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>the two of you stay right where you are as the thunder and destruction continues on for the better part of an hour
>but that short time feels like thousands of lifetimes
>once it finally comes to and end you notice that you're shaking
>your shacking uncontrollably
>it reminds you of how Winona was when she got in trouble for tearing up Applejack's garden and received a scolding from Granny Smith
>then you notice something else.
>the monster protecting you is shaking just as badly as you.
>his, hooves? claws? well whatever, those are clenched tightly around you and his spear
>so tightly in fact it looks like he might break it in half, the lighter shade of his skin turning a light pink from the pressure he is putting on it
>the sounds have stopped but he is still shaking staying right where he was.
>slowly and carefully you tap his shoulder as best you can in your current position
"Hey. Hey tall thing."
>you tap him a bit harder and he eventually responds
>"is-is it over?"
>you can tell he is forcing himself to move on willpower
>every action he takes appears to take great effort just to get his body to follow his mind
"I think it is. What, what did you say that was?"

>that was definitely Royal British Artillery
>those bloody bastards!
>you pull yourself up to your feet and peer ever so slightly over the trench line
>everything is quiet.
>quiet and dead.
>mangled corpses are scattered about most having parts from others closer to them than their own.
>lads who never even made the trenches still lay tangled in a grotesque pile of guts and wire
>the terror you had just seconds ago turns into rage.
>you cant contain it and you shout as loudly as you can
"YOU BASTARDS! we were already here! you're killing US!"
>your sentence teeters off and you throw a helmet as far as you can before slumping down to the trench floor
>tears are streaming down your face as you begin to hold yourself tightly
"those damned idiotic buffoons."
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>>29253161
>the sound of footsteps quickly causes your emotional rant come to a swift end
>with a slight fumble you take your rifle and aim it in the direction of the incoming steps
>your heart is racing again and you can feel adrenaline rush through your body
>the little winged horse speaks up distracting you
>"what is it? whats coming?"
>you quickly and sharply cut it off
"shush!"
>the foot steps stop just out of sight at the turn in the trench
>kneeling down you glace over to the horse, then back to the turn in the trench
>softly you whisper to it
"pst."
>you don't look away from the turn this time so you cant tell if she heard or is looking at you
>assuming it is a she, the voice is kinda feminine and that seems to be reasonable enough to assume for now.
>hastily you motion with your hand for her to move behind you
>though it turns out to look more like a swatting motion since you are rushing it.
>"why? whats over-"
>a head pokes out from around the corner and you pull the trigger
>the discharge of your rifle makes the horse jump slightly but she quickly ends up behind you
>you chamber another round and aim again, your first shot missing and hitting the trench
>"easy! easy lad! stand down."
>a pair of hands extend from the turn and you relax slightly as the sight of some of your brothers in arms make their way around to you
>you lower your rifle and breathe deeply suddenly noticing how little air you have
"Lieutenant."
>"Private Anonymous"
"I nearly shat by breeches, you crazy bastard."
>"Aye, and you nearly shot mine!"
>the two of you glare at one another for short yet tense seconds
>then everyone enters into a short fit of laughter.
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>>29253181

>are, are they laughing?!
>after everything that just happened, and what you can assume was a near death of a friend they just laugh!?
>rushing out from behind the one you heard called 'Private Anonymous' you fly up to his face with a more than angry look
"why are you laughing?! you nearly killed your friend with that thing!"
>maybe...
>well you're sure it has to be dangerous, the end of it made an explosion for Celestias sake!
>it cant be safe to be using on or around friends
"and just seconds ago you were over there crying and shaking when all that thunder was going off! how can you suddenly just be okay?!"
>Private Anonymous looks shocked, his mouth wide open like he is trying to think of some response to your sudden verbal assault
>but nothing comes out
>turning your head around you can see the other creatures behind you
>their mouths are in a similar position as Private Anonymous is
>one of them slowly points at you
>"uh.. Lieutenant.. did that bird, horse, thing, just speak?"
"a bird horse? What, have you never seen a pegasus pony before?"
>everyone remains silent as you flap your wings hovering in the large ditch
>Private Anonymous voice comes first from behind you
>"you can actually fly with those tiny things?"
>again you turn back and poke his chest with your hoof
"my wings are not tiny, bub! and of course i can fly! what would be the point of wings if i couldn"t?"
>although the areas you are in is a little cramped you do a few simple flips and turns to show off your awesome skills
"in fact, I'm the greatest flyer in Equestria!"
>you are now booming with pride and you puff out your chest
>a moment passes before you hear a small laugh escape Private Anonymous' mouth
>soon the others join in and the whole group is laughing again
>"what kind of name is Equestria?"
>"says the mate from a place called Canada"
"Im serious! and how could you have not heard of Equestria! or Pegasi!?"
>the laughter grows louder then slowly but surely comes to an end.
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>well this day didn't go entirely as expected.
>not only did you manage to take the trench line and get barraged by your own artillery
>but you apparently met, and had a conversation with, a rainbow colored pegasus from another world.
>taking a seat next to your fellows in the trench you get a quick estimate at your remaining ammunition amount
>supplies wont be here for another day or so
>everything will have to count if Fritz decides he wants his hole back.
>your little friend looks around at the trench and everything inside it
>the chaps have started to get used to her being around
>at least the dozen or so who came with the lieutenant and found you
>not quite sure how the rest will react though.
>you get a shoulder to your side from one of your friends
>"so what do you think Anon?"
"what do you mean?"
>"oh come on private, you found the beast, and we all know there is no listing in the requisition forms for "pegasi"
>another lad pokes around him
>"so, what you plan on doin' with her?"
>honestly you never really thought about that.
>nor did you expect to suddenly be the one responsible for a pegasi's well being
"i don't rightly know. Perhaps she could be used as a messenger?"
>"now don't be stupid mate, the Boche have been dropping our birds like its sport. and she isn't exactly a harder target to miss."
>"you know, being bright blue and rainbow colored and all."
>"not to mention quite a bit larger"
"and what would you know about size Incognito? you couldn't even get that lass to act impressed in the bawdy house"
>that gets a chuckle out of most of your company, well, besides Incognito.
>the pegasi has started her way back over to you
>apparently bored with the wondrous view of dirt and mud you are all privy to
"so you can talk, your from a magical land of horses, and you can fly. Is it safe to assume you have a name?"
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>>29253206
>"its Rainbow Dash.. yours is Private Anonymous right?"
"its just Anonymous. Private is just my rank."
>you set your rifle against the side of the trench against its wooden wall
>Rainbow eyes it carefully as you move it
>"so what is that thing... i see you and the others have similar, things..."
"what? this?"
>you pat the rifle softly and Rainbow nods in confirmation
"its a rifle. a pattern 1913 Lee Enfield, one of the finest weapons i have ever fired."
>"and how many weapons is that Anon?"
>you ignore the peanut gallery
>"so its a weapon?"
>you nod
>"so, are you like a royal guard or something?"
>the others start to laugh
>"you got him, Anonymous the royal guard, thats why he's out here with us."
>you laugh a bit at it too and pat the little ponies head
"no, no, I'm not a royal guard."
>"then what are you?"
>good question really.
"I suppose I'm just a body for the wire. I'm just a regular lad with a rifle."

>these creatures are pretty grim.
>yet, they still seem to be happy, even joking about dying.
>honestly it makes your stomach churn a bit thinking about it.
>perhaps you should change the subject for now
"so uh.. how long do we need to stay under the ground like this?"
>raising your hoof you motion to the sky above
"because id really like to get out of here, stretch my wings, and try to find my way back home."
>one of the creatures behind Anon speaks up
>"yeah, we would all like to get back home... its not exactly sunshine and roses for us here."
"then why don't you? this place seem pretty dangerous to be around. why hasn't anypony tried going home?"
>Anon places his hand on your shoulder quieting you while the others suddenly find other things to do
>"because Rainbow, we cant go home. We are at war."
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>>29253259
That's all I have to post for now. Hopefully it can entertain a few of you guys. cheers!
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>>29250863
Oh god, plumbing, electricity, transportation and logistics systems and modern medicine at the cost of niceness and Sun God telling you what to do. Honestly the benefits and negatives weigh each other out really I think it would be okay for them.
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>>29253259
it's garbage, but have a (you) for effort.
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I wanna smell her.
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>>29254010
Fuck you, it's not garbage. Grammatically, it's got issues, but it's a good enough start.
>>29253298
Hope you continue anon
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Someone write a green where a pone is a West African warlord and his/her men have to tell him/her how to rape, murder and pillage because ponies don't really do those things
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>>29253298
I'm interested, nice green anon.
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>>29254879
Zecora

Look into my eyes so you know its true,
now answer, who is the captain, me or you?
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>>29254010
As a general bit of advice, please at least attempt to explain why a story is garbage even if it may be obvious. Explaining your reasoning does a couple good things:
>1. Gives the author specific criticism he can consider and use to improve.
and
>2. Opens up the possibility of a discussion on why the story is bad which feeds back into point 1.

Just saying it's garbage doesn't really achieve anything.
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>>29255036
It lacked character depth and exploited every possible marysue trope I've ever had the pleasure of reading
grammar was bad enough that it threw the pacing of the entire story off
the inclusion of an oc halfway through as a comic relief also ruined it for me
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>>29255092
>other people can't exist in wars
wew, you really showed him anon
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>>29254879
>Nigerian prime minister appeals to UN for help with filly warlords
>"THEY ARE SO CUTE, WITH THEIR LITTLE RPG'S AND YUGO AK'S, PLEASE, HELP US."
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>>29255092
Point 1 is wrong
Point 2 is real but exaggerated
Point 3 is fucking retarded

All in all 2/10 you technically got one right. Please don't try to give your input again.
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>>29255092
>anon isnt an oc but anon by another name is
wew lad
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>>29255092
oh and I forgot to mention that the "war is hell" cliche is god awful and a horrible basis for a green
can't believe you used your own oc rainbow dash for a story too that's just plain retarded
0/10 no tendies
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>>29255159
>>29255137
>>29255120
>>29254237
>asks for criticism on his green
>gets butthurt and angry at criticism cause it doesn't circle jerk his autism
Wew lad
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>>29255247
Not this anon but the war story seems like something straight off of fim fiction. Theres no build up, just RD gets accidentally teleported to human land and sees WW1. Dont get me wrong, im a huge fan of war fics but this one screams generic and fast paced
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>first green to bless this dead general after months of rigor mortis is autisticly awful
I believe this accurately demonstrates the state of PiE
you deserved better little earth mares
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>>29255342
Tells thread it needs content
>Calls writefag autistic
Yeah that's how it works
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Well I was gonna write something but after all this shit I don't think I want to.
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>Be at west point
>Studying unit tactics and armor supporting infantry tactics
>Pic related asks you if you'd like to meet outside of school and study
Wat do?
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>>29255618
get busted for fraternization
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>>29255618
Turn her down because holy shit nigger I'm at West Point and I'm not about to let some harlot affirmative action ponigger ruin my star career in the military. You know how fucking hard it is to get in there? How hard it is to graduate? Gotta be recommended by at least one congressman.

I know a dude who's at West Point. That fucker would tell her sorry ass to shape up or get shipped out.
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>>29255618
Say yes and study. Her moms probably a nice milf mare and shes probably got a kick ass crib.
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>>29255618
>tfw this is a great green prompt to revive PiE
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>>29255648
Kek
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>>29255648
this. definitely this. a woman will ruin your military career faster than an proven intentional friendly fire incident
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>>29251287
Any lewd story or lewd pics from this cute tail lifter?
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>>29250078
Holy shit how did I not see this thread until now!?
I'm still drawing, and in fact I've been recently working on a Pilly Case picture.
It's great to be back, PiE.
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>>29255963
Aw shit. WE /LEGIT/ NAO
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Bat pollock reporting in, may draw a pon for pat pat
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top qt
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>>29256065
Do it! Draw the Pilly pat pat
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>>29256065
draw her getting her tail yanked in a playful non-sexual way just to annoy her
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A pony whose tail remains exactly where intended.
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>>29256756
Hiked upright for all the stallions to see her winking pussy?
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>>29255618
Be a future leader and cover her rear up to her dorm, from there she'll suck my six.
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>>29250355
That nerd said he'd finish the story then blue balled us again.
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live
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>Still haven't written that update to LD
fuck

At least I'm not ded. Have this thing I wrote for Lux's birthday.
>Be Pillow Case the pegasus mare
>Be on Earth
>Be in college
>Be on Winter Break
>Be…d, Bath, and Beyond sells comfy and warm blankets
>You would know; you work there between classes and take full advantage of the employee discounts
>Never in a million years did you think this would be all your cutie mark amounts to
>“Casey, are you gonna get up?”
“Nnnnn… five more minutes.”
>“You said that fifteen minutes ago.”
>Generally, a mark and a high school education are more than enough for a pony to live off of
>‘Generally’ being ‘up until a few years ago when a freak magic accident led to the discovery of a planet full of exceptionally bald, magicless primates’
>Celestia decided to make friends with them because that’s how she rolls
>“Come on. I made cocoa for both of us.”
>Unfortunately for you, they can make a lot more pillows and linens than one pegasus mare with a pillow cutie mark can
>And sweet Celestia do they have some nice fabrics
>You very well may end up naming your firstborn foal Polyester
>Sure, you’re kind of young to be thinking along those lines
>But it’s so SOFT!
>Like fresh fleece times a gajillion!
>You can’t beat them, so you joined them

[Post # 1 / 6]
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>>29258197
>The first step was to move to Earth and get a degree in something
>Dad recommended computer science
>He’s always been an ‘ear to the ground, wings in the sky’ kind of guy, so you’re taking his word for it when he says computer people are going to be in demand
>Those are his words, ‘computer people’
>Times may be changing a bit too fast for him
>He may have been biased towards computer peopledom because you were always helping him with the family computer
>Between him and your brothers, you were fixing it every other week
>Your baby brothers were always blaming it on bad magic-proofing
>Bad magic-proofing causes short circuits
>THEY cause the sort of problem that makes you both dread and appreciate that C++ can actually be sort of fun to mess around in
>You haven’t heard anything about it breaking in your letters from home
>“The cocoa’s gonna go cold if we wait too much longer.”
“Don’t we have a microwave for that?”
>“We do, but this is… hang on, let me think for a sec…”
>Hopefully, no news is good news
>It would be nice not to spend Spring Break debugging the computer while mom tears her feathers out because she procrastinated on the tax returns
>Again, something to worry about later
>Nap time is not worrying time
>Right now is nap time
>“…yeah, it’s your fifth nap today. I’ve seen cats that sleep less than you do. There’s no way you’re still tired.”
“But I’m comfyyyyyyyy…”


[2 / 6]
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>>29258202
>“So you’re not tired?”
>You peek out of your blanket at the roommate you promised you’d watch Netflix with today
>He’s a rather non-descript guy wearing a sweater, pants, and wool socks
>Also he’s human
>That’s probably worth mentioning
“I’m not, and I still want to do that thing you talked about, but I also don’t wanna leave this blanket.”
>“What a conundrum. I guess we’ll have to work around that.”
>You barely have time to squeak in protest as you are hoisted out of bed, still swaddled in this fantastic blanket
>Your room-mate is playing the ‘big, strong human’ card again
>It’s always ‘I am Anon, hear me roar,’ and then, ‘Watch as I move all this furniture with these five-hoofed things on the ends of my arms,’ and then usually followed by ‘I think I just threw out my spine.’
>Usually good for a laugh, so long as he’s not serious about that last part
>He’s carrying you so you face backwards as he faces forwards
>You wriggle a bit further up his shoulder to get your wings out from under the blanket
>It’s not like he would drop you (intentionally) but falling ANY distance without wings is the most common phobia among pegasi
>You read that in a magazine once, or something
>The chilly air of the apartment makes your feathers stand on end a little
>Living off-campus might be cheap enough for your budget (with a roomie) but that also means the thermostat might never be set to any temperature above ‘affordable’


[3 / 6]
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>>29258207
>Anon sets you down on the couch with a grunt
>“There we go. I’ll go get the cocoa.”
“Be quick! I can feel my CQ dropping.”
>“CQ?”
“Comfiness quotient. Trust me, there’s a science to this stuff.”
>Spurred on by your made-up jargon, Anon power-walks into the kitchen
>You reach out a wingtip towards the remote on the coffee table before you
>It’s a bit of a chore, but you manage to prod it with a feather until the TV is turned on and in the Netflix menu
>Just in time, too
>Anon sets your cup of cocoa down right beside the remote and takes his seat
“Thanks!”
>“No problem. Now since you’re the expert, I’m gonna let you pick what we watch today.”
>You pick up your mug of cocoa between your forehooves and blow away some of the steam rising from the cup
“I’m the expert? You know what they’ve got on here better than I do.”
>He shakes his head
>“I meant on how to spend an afternoon comfortably.”
>Oh
>Okay, that makes more sense
>It also gives you a chance to make up more nonsense


[4 / 6]
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>>29258211
“Right. There are a couple of different factors I see in play here. We have to have comfy thoughts, which is where the choice of movie comes in. We should go for either a romantic comedy or just plain comedy.”
>You slide the remote across the coffee table with a wingtip
>He scoops it up and starts going through the menus, skipping straight past the romantic comedy section
>“I’ve never been too interested in Rom-Coms.”
“Works for me. Slower stuff is more likely to result in a sleepy comfy, but nonstop gags would give us a happy comfy.”
>“And you’ve had plenty of that first one.”
“Exactly!”
>He’s learning quick
>Anon stops scrolling through the lists on the TV and looks over to you
>“So, how nonstop do we want these gags to be?”
“Medium to high frequency. Not so much that we can’t keep up, but more than enough to hold our interest for a few hours.”
>“I think I know just the thing.”
>He flips back through the menus and switches from movies to TV shows
“We’re watching a show? Those aren’t long enough to reach peak comfiness.”
>“Nobody said we have to only watch one.”
“Fair point.”
>You take a sip of the cocoa
>Not bad, as far as powdered hot cocoa goes
>It doesn’t taste very watered down at all
>You suspect Anon used some half-and-half and an extra packet of cocoa for this
>He’s a good roommate like that


[5 / 6]
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>>29258224
>Anon finally finds the show he was looking for
>‘Looney Tunes: Merrie Melodies’
“I’ve heard of this one. It’s supposed to be a classic, right?”
>“It is. It’s this or yet another Christmas special.”
“Let’s go with this. I can only watch the Grinch steal Christmas so many times. Now for physical comfiness.”
>Anon leans back on the couch, hot cocoa in one hand, remote in the other
>“Check.”
>Not totally true
>You really hope this next step doesn’t seem too forward
>It’s not like he isn’t a reliable, honest, and funny guy
>One you’ve been living with for months
>Still, you aren’t sure you want to take this relationship in the direction this will go if he misreads the situation
>Grandma would flip out if
“Not quite. We’re missing one thing.”
>“What’s that?”
>You slide a wing under the hem of the blanket and drape a bit of it over him
“Snuggles!”
>Anon looks at the edge of the blanket you offered him
>After a second, he does what could be described as a facial shrug and starts pulling some more over himself
>You scoot along the couch with the receding fabric
>Eventually, you end up right beside him
>He goes stiff in surprise as you bump up against him
>“Holy crap. You ARE comfy.”
>He leans his weight against you just a bit
>You reciprocate the gesture
>This seems to be going just as well as you’d hoped
“You said it yourself. I’m the expert. I’ve a got a Doctorate in Soft-ology and everything.”
>“You have a Ph.D in being soft? Is that a real thing in Equestria?”
“It’s a very specialized field.”

[6 / 6]

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>>29258228
>navy seal casey
>"what the heck did you just say about me you little nerd, I will snuggle you 20 ways to tartarus before you hit the ground."
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>>29258242
>You will never be aggressively snuggled by a fluffy little pegasus.

>Celestia is doing a goodwill tour on Earth
>See her on the street while walking with your friends
>You do have friends, right?
>All right, fine, you were walking with your now-obsolete pony tulpa and point out Celestia when you see her
"Oh hey, that's Celestia!"
"Dang bruh, so it is," quips your tulpa
>"GET DOWN, PRINCESS!"
>Wait wat
>A blue and yellow ball of fluff rockets out of nowhere and knocks you into the space where your tulpa was, breaking the illusion
>The fluffball is clinging to your chest as you stand there
>It appears to have wings and an orange mane
>It also reminds you of a teddy bear you used to have
>"Wonderbolts Secret Service: put that finger down! Nobody boops the princess on my watch!"
>And it can talk in a kind of scratchy voice
>7/10 would reciprocate hug
>It sort of is hugging you, so you do
>"He's counter-cuddling! Somepony help me!"

>>29255659
I think you mean that she IS a nice milf mare. She had some screen time in season 5 and approaches Harshwhinny levels of cougar-ness. https://derpibooru.org/search?utf8=%E2%9C%93&sbq=stormy+flare%2C+screencap

>An older-looking yellow pegasus mare trots up and sighs at the spectacle
>"Oh, for goodness' sake, Spitfire. Is this what they teach at the academy nowadays?"
>"Moooom, you're embarrassing me!"
>She pries your hugger out of your grasp
>"You're embarrassing yourself. Now, watch how it's REALLY done."
>Oldhorse leaps at you and grabs on
>Up is down
>Left is right
>You are on the ground without even knowing how you got there and HOT DAMN are you comfortable
>The words "Was it good for you, too?" ring out in your ears as you lose consciousness

>Spitfire stares in awe and horror of this display of Wai-Fu
>The human assailant is on the ground napping peacefully, murmuring about hugs
>Her mom punches her in the shoulder and trots away
>"Put that one in the record-book, kiddo. I've still got it."
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>be Anon
>teleports behind Pillow Case
>smooch
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>>29258803
>Lifts tail
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>>29258498
Damn thats cute. We need more stories featuring older mares
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Have a good one fellas~
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Goodnight bump.

There are a lot of PiE style fics on FimFic. Link to your favorite and discuss them, or don't because you don't want people telling you how to live your life.

I like these two. They're short, sweet, and cute.

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/357758/the-platonic-pony-petting-caf
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/323858/pony-break
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>>29258498
>"He's counter-cuddling! Somepony help me!"
Oh kek, I need more
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>>29260609
What a nice smile
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Time for an autistic headcanon

Around the late 20th century, when ponies were first introduced to humans, they realized they were by comparison very naked, and appeared uncouth to humans. At first they would try to hide their genitals with their tail, but when some humans refused to sit in the same spot they sat, it became obvious that a solution was needed.
By the Earth year 1989, a fashion trend that can be attributed to the equestrian fashion designer "Rarity" seemed to solve the problem. Panties, the color of the pony's natural coat color did well to hide the genitals from passing glances. Further refinements included coating the outside of the panties with minky fur fabric, which camouflaged it well against the fur coat of the pony. And for the elite who could afford it, actual real equestrian fur on the outside that made the panties almost invisible against the natural coat.
It had seemed that Rarity's original design had started an arms race in the industry, with the apparent goal of trying to make ponies as featureless as possible.
The fashion trend was such a success, that it even found its way into relative popularity on the Equestrian side of the portal, with supporters claiming that it enhanced sexual relations with their partner, as it made it much more personal and private when the clothing was removed and the genitals were finally revealed.
Nevertheless, nudist support groups arguing against the clothing began to pop up across both worlds, and it's still somewhat common to see the exposed genetalia of a passing pony down the street on earth.
Though the stigma against naked Equestrians has long since faded, it appears this fashion trend is here to stay.
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>>29262330
Sounds interesting.
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Pat
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Pat pat
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Nice thread, I like it!
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>>29263770
Pantsu pantsu?
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>>29258498
>>29261441

>Ponies fight exclusively with physical affection alternate timelines don't count
>Humans can't bring themselves to use actual warfare on them because they're too adorable
>Also what if they started fighting back with magic and shit?
>Thanks but no thanks

>Be Private Anonymous
>Be in the off-duty bar with an observer from the Equestrian Royal Guard, swapping "war" stories
>"I dunno, Anon. My worst? You really want to hear the worst thing that's happened to me?"
"Try me. I bet mine are worse."
>The guard sighs and takes a swig of his soft drink (complete with swirly straw and little umbrella)
>"All right, this one's just a couple of months after the Crystal Empire reappeared. YakYakistan is just to the north of that and they're a real twitchy bunch. They'll declare war on literally anything, so naturally an entire city appearing in the NCTZ-"
>Goddamn, even alternate dimensions have dumb military acronyms
"Sorry, NCTZ?"
>"No Cuddling or you get Timeout Zone. Anyway, that set them off. They'd already raided the outskirts of the city a few times before my company got there, and that was just them probing the defenses. When they sent their actual invasion force it was severely outnumbered. That doesn't mean it was easy, though. They fight dirty."
>Yaks are two or three times as large as ponies, just going off of what you remember about their Earth analogues
"They sound tough."
>"Yeah. You just can't bring yourself to get close to them. Fighting the Yaks stinks like nothing else. We got them in the end, though."
"How'd you do it?"
>"Clothes pins."
"What?"
>"We put some on our noses so we couldn't smell them."
>...Wait a minute
"Are you saying that the Yaks actually stink?"
>"Yeah. 40% of their body weight is dreadlocks, and it's too cold up there to bathe. So, what's your worst?"
"Probably the time that my buddy Carl lost his leg."
>The guard recoils in disgust
"Don't worry! They got a new one for him."
>"Oh, okay."
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>>29264408
That's cute. I would want to see how a pony would try to dom me in bed.
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>>29261400
Bumping with a discussion topic.
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>>29265190
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-sgOHirG7Hw&feature=youtu.be
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Cars but made for ponies
Shenanigans when
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>>29267100
Like, tiny cars powered with pedals / electric engine? Ponies would be allowed to drive them on bikeways and wide sidewalks.
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>>29267493
proper allowances made
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>>29267100
I was trying to think of ways that real cars could be adapted to ponies, but then I saw >>29267493

This is just the right combination of ridiculous and cute for ponies.
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i should be able to do some /r/s later tonight. Ready those orders fellas
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>>29266056
>That little dance at the end

This very well may be the silliest pilly I've ever laid eyes on.

>>29268504

Welcome back, LeStrange!

>Derpy finding Anon's unlocked smartphone and shitposting his Twitter account into oblivion with inane shit like "The main advantage of CFL lightbulbs is that they're swirly"
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>>29268594
>Anon finds out she was shitposting
>he picks her up and cuddles for being a silly poni
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>you will never take your pony to the range to give welcome them as a new american.
>you will never have that awkward moment where they cant operate the weapon due to lack of fingers.
>you will never expend all the ammunition yourself while they get intoxicated on the drinks you brought.

why even live?
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>>29268504
oh boy
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>>29250115
Cant hurt to try bring it back maybe people just needed a break
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>>29250078
Uhm...
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>>29271795
Yeah anon?
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>>29271795
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>>29261400
I admittedly haven't read too much PiE outside of the threads. What are some good fimfic groups that feature them?
And no, AiE doesn't count. I'm not going to skim through hundreds of AiE fics to find a single PiE one.
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CAN'T GET THE REST OF THAT STRAWBERRY STORY DOWN HERE ON PAGE 9
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>>29274128
No sir
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>>29273608
https://www.fimfiction.net/group/149/ponies-in-the-real-world
(best)

https://www.fimfiction.net/group/611/ponies-on-earth
(backup)
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I'll try and write a quick story if anyone has any ideas.
Try to stick with canonical characters
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>>29250078
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>>29250078
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>>29275800
Write a green about a pone who's job is to mush grapes on a winery and how she gets blasted off her ass at the end of every shift with free wine
Here's the challenge it can't be berry punch
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>>29272498
Where is the story?
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>>29277207
>>29275637
Anons, I have an idea for the main character of said story.

She goes to Earth for a little while to let tempers at the farm cool after an incident with potion making. She then proceeds to lie her ass off about the legal drinking age in Equestria.
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What would she do?
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>>29280060
I'm assuming you mean Celestia.

>Is adorable
>Set up a roadside petting zoo where she is both the zookeeper and animal
>Free petting for the first thirty seconds, then charges by the minute
>Anyone who tries to BAD TOUCH is sent to time out
>Come on, she's only sixty years old
>Let her have her innocence
>Meanwhile, KidAnon down the street sells refreshing lemonade to anyone who cuddled too vigorously for their own good
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>>29280736
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>>29250078
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>>29277207
>>29278998
Writing
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What's she thinking?
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>>29282643
to wake up and run to the bathroom
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>>29282742
What if she doesn't make it?
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>>29282895
An embarrassed pony will need to change her sheets
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>>29282925
Unf
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I miss her.
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>>29278998
not sure why you replied to me, but okay.
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>>29283701
Oh.

Well, I had to delete the post because I forgot to spoiler the image the first time, so it's probably because I didn't check who I was linking to.
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S T R A W B E R R Y
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>>29284628
Poor pony can't cum
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>>29285333
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Three weeks late but suck my ass. You didn't make the thread. Reposting because I have nothing new.
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>Christmas.
>You and Aero are chilling out in the living room, drinking cocoa and taking turns opening up presents.
>Aero was wearing reindeer antlers and a red nose that her mom got her.
>It's funny because Rudolph can fly.
>The joke is lost on her.
>It's your turn.
"This one's from mom," you announce as you tear it open. "Awesome. More socks."
>That actually isn't sarcasm.
>Some sick motherfucker is stealing socks out of the dryer and you're gonna find them one day.
"If she gets me a pack of underwear I won't have to buy any for another year. Alright, you're turn," you tell Aero.
>She grabs a flat rectangular box.
>"Oh, this one's from you," she said as she read the tag.
>She tears off the wrapping and lifts the cover.
>"Ha!" she laughs as she lifts the two handmade wings from inside the box. "That's cool," she says as she looked them up and down. "What'd these cost?"
"It actually took me forever to make those damn things," you explain. "Those are real feathers and the harness is leather. It was even harder keeping it a secret."
>Aero checked the little strap that hooks to the wings.
>"I bet."
>She slipped them on and buckled them down.
>"Ha! Thanks, dude."
"No problem."
>You bump fists.
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>>29286375
"Well I don't have anything else," you said as you inspected the tree.
>You pick up one small box.
"Athough you got something here. It doesn't say who it's from though."
>"Huh?"
>Aero took the box and checked the tag.
>"You're right."
>Opening it up, she looked inside.
>A bright light emenated from the gift the moment she opened it.
>A magic white feather rose out of the box.
"What the hell is that?"
>Aero tilted her head to look at the feather from different angles.
>"No idea."
>And then she touched it.
>A bright light pulsed out like a flashbang, blinding the both of you.
>"Oh God, it's burned into my retinas!" cried Aero as she ran blindly around the living room, crashing into everything imaginable.
>You had actually tilted back in the sofa you were sitting on and tumbled over onto the floor.
>After a minute or so, your eyesight started to return.
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>>29286386
>Peeking cautiously back over the turned over couch, you see that the feather was gone.
>And Aero was hanging ass-out of a hole in the fucking drywall.
"What the fuck!" you finally say.
>"I know, right! This isn't April Fools!" Aero's muffled voice replies. "Now get me out. I accidentally punched through into my closet."
>Walking over to your roommate, you grab her flank and tug.
>It takes some effort but out she pops.
>"Phew. Well that was terrible. I can still see that thing when I open my eyes," says Aero.
>You just stare at her.
>"You alright? Did that thing make you deaf, too?" she inquired.
>And then you point.
"Wings..." you mutter.
>"What? Did I break them?" she asked as she checked her side. "I'm sorry. I didn't think tha- tha- tha-" she stuttered. "Wings..."
>Reaching back slowly, she touched them.
>And felt them.
>"AAAAAH!!!" she panics.
"AAAAAH!!!" you panic at her panic.
>"AAAAAH!!!" she panics some more.
>The cycle goes on for several minutes.
"What the fuck is going on!" you shout.
>"I don't know! Call the doctor!" Aero replied.
>You reach for the phone, but drop it right away.
"Fuck that. Ambulances are expensive. Get in the car."
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>>29286394
>In the emergency room, Aero got herself a pony doctor.
>"Okay, so what seems to be the problem?" he asked as he walked up to her.
>"The wings!" Aero shouted frantically.
>The doctor glanced at them before looking back at Aero.
>"What about them?"
>"They're not supposed to be there!"
>Doc wasn't amused.
>Looking at her chart, Aero had written Earth under race.
>He quickly corrected that.
>"Listen, this is an emergency room. Now unless you have a real issue, I must attend to other patients."
>Aero was dumbfounded and couldn't formulate and answer.
>"You take care," said the doctor as he walked out.
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>>29286398
>Riding back home, Aero recalls the short story.
"Wow, what a dick," you comment.
>"Right! I thought they were supposed to help us!"
>She's been struggling in her seat the entire time.
>"Stupid things! Go down!" she shouts at her wings.
"When I get erect, I usually just fap and it goes down," you joke.
>"What does that have to do with anything?" asked Aero.
>The sudden realization made her blush.
>"Anon, don't be gross! This is serious!"
"Haha. Alright. Lets get home and figure this crap out."
>You pull into the driveway a few minutes later.
>As you hop out, you see Aero struggle with her seat belt some more and cursing at it.
>Finally free, she hops out and slams the door.
>The wing tip of her left-most wing gets caught in the door, however.
>You cringe as you watch it happen.
>Aero stands there frozen for a few seconds before a loud hissing starts emenating from her.
>"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-!!!" she starts but never finishes.
>Her face is red as a beet and she looks like she's about to cry.
>She slowly reaches up and unlatches the car, freeing her wing.
>Then she closes it again.
>You walk inside as a whirlwind of curses ensues.
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>>29286408
>When Aero eventually joins you, you're checking out the box the flashbang grenade came in.
>You're reading the note that came inside.
>"What's that?" asked the newly-winged pegasus.
"It's about the feather," you explain, handing it off to her.
>"Dear Aero," she read aloud. "With the passing of another year comes good tidings from everypony on a happy new year. It has come to our attention that in honor of your achievement in causing less property damage than the year prior, we offer you an item from your wish list. Its effects last all of twenty-four hours, but we are sure you will make good use of them. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!"
"Wow."
>"I know," said Aero. "I'm pretty sure I destroyed more stuff this year than last. I guess it must have all been cheap or something."
>She shrugged and tossed the letter aside.
>It fluttered down next to your broken homemade wings.
>Apparently when the real wings grew in, they forced the harness apart and the wings busted in half to compensate.
"Aw man," you pout as you pick them off the floor.
>"Only twenty-four hours!" Aero randomly shouts.
>You guess the fact only just ticked.
>"We gotta go get some hours in!" she shouted again as she bolt for the door.
>Running outside, she quickly turned around and came back in.
>"Hat and scarf," she reminded herself.
>Rushing to her room, she grabbed her poof-ball hat and and scarf and rushed back outside.
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>>29286415
>You decided to stay in and clean up the wrapping paper and garbage that was still littering the floor.
>Every now and then, you heard a scream and saw a blur fall from outside your window and into the snow bank.
>Aero had been climbing onto the roof and diving off in hopes of attaining flight.
>She failed every time, it seems.
>After about what felt like an hour, she came trotting inside.
>Or, shuffled rather.
>Completely covered in snow, she slowly meanders inside as if she's half-frozen.
>"I got snow in places a girl shouldn't have snow," she announced.
>Shaking herself off, the whole living room was practically soaked now.
"Really?" you ask in an unamused tone.
>"Sorry. But these things don't even work," pout Aero. "They won't even flap!"
"Have you tried actually trying to move them? They aren't gonna move on their own. I imagine it's like growing a new pair of legs."
>"Uh... No, no I haven't," admitted the winged Earth pony. "Come help me get a feeling for them and help wear off the frostbite."
"But that means I hav to get off the couch..." you groan. "And We Bare Bears is on!"
>Aero rolled her eyes.
>"Fine. Move over."
>She hopped up beside you and turned her back to you.
>"Chop chop," she ordered.
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>>29286420
>You have no idea what you're supposed to be doing, so you just get down to business.
>Grabbing each wing with one hand, you try to move them around but they're stiff as hell.
>Jerking them around, you elicit some groans from the pony.
"You alright?" you ask.
>"Just keep going. I think I'm starting to feel something," said Aero.
>You find the range of motion that the wings will freely move around in so you start rotating and stretching them out.
>"Aw yeah, there we go~," cooed Aero as she started to visibly loosen up.
>A thought crosses your mind.
"Question."
>"What's up?"
"Aren't pegasus wings the eqivalent of a dick or something?" you ask.
>Aero looks back at you with a "What the hell?" expression.
>"Uh... No?" she answered.
"I heard this is actually an erotic area for them. I just wanna be sure I'm not accidentally giving you a brojob or something."
>"If I shove my hoof in your ass, would you find that erotic?" Aero retorted.
"Not entirely, no," you answer.
>"Then quit trying to make this weird," she finished.
"A'ight."
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>>29286425
>Another minute or two of your light massage has Aero's wings loosened up pretty well.
>She hops down to the floor and stretches them out entirely.
>"Ah~," she sighs. "That feels awesome."
"Can I watch my cartoons now?" you ask.
>"Sure thing. I'm gonna go try these babies out!"
>Aero runs back outside.
>Two minutes later you hear another scream and crash.
"You need to flap!" you shout through the bay window.
>"I see that now!" comes the voice from the other side.

>The day pretty much continues on like this.
>Aero insistently trying to catch flight but mostly failing.
>You go outside at several instances to watch and offer feedback.
>At one point, she actually manages to maintain flight for a few seconds before a gust of cold wind throws her into the snow.
>"Wow! Did you see that!" she calls excitedly.
"I did. And without a parachute or anything!" you reply.
>A light bulb flashes in Aero's head.
>"I have an idea!"
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>>29286434
>Several hours later, the two of you finish a giant snow ramp.
>It was really just a matter of piling as much snow as possible against the house until it hit the roof and then sloping it into a jump.
>"It's perfect!" says Aero. "Get the sled and meet me topside!"
>Following her instructions, you climb the roof and listen in on the plan.
>"Okay. I'm going to lay on your lap with my wings spread. You're going to hold me as we sled down the ramp and then let go once we hit the jump."
"Why do I have to be there?" you ask.
>"Because you're a fat ass and the extra weight will help us gain speed."
"That's cold," you tell her, mildly hurt. "I just got that winter coat goin' on."
>"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Now hop on!"
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>>29286440
>You take your seat and hold on to the chimney so that you don't slip prematurely and fall off the damn roof.
>Easier said than done.
>Aero takes her place.
>Her tail keeps whipping you in the face.
"Ready?" you ask.
>"Go!" she orders.
>You release your grip and are nigh instantly shooting down this ramp.
>The whole thing lasts less than three seconds, but holy hell did you pick up a lot of speed in that time.
>Especially with the drop-off at the edge of the roof.
>The sled hits the jump going who-knows-how-fast and rockets the two of you into the air.
>"Woo!!!" cheers Aero as she separates from the sled.
"Shit!!!" you scream as you narrowly miss the windshield of a passing car, hit the road, bust your tailbone, and then tumble into the snowbank on the opposite side.
>"I'm doing it!" you hear Aero call.
>Sustaining critical ass damage, you can only roll over and look into the sky.
>Aero can be seen for a moment before sailing off into the distance.
>"How do I turn around!?" you hear her shout once more.
>A minute later, the sound of a distant crash and dogs barking hit your ears.
>The driver of the vehicle that almost hit you had stopped his car and gotten out.
>"What the hell do you think you're doing!" he demanded.
>You lift your arm up and lazily wave it around.
"Friend... Learning to fly..." you lazily explain. "I'm gonna go sit in a bucket of ice cream..."
>You slowly stagger to your feet, grab the sled, and limp back home.
>The driver cussed you out, but you were too preoccupied with your traumatized anus to care.
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>>29286448
>After taking an ice pack from the freezer, you find a spot on the couch and place the cooling pad under your asscheeks.
>Aero comes home some time later.
>You wanna guess something like thirty minutes, but you weren't watching the time.
>One of her wings had her scarf wrapped around it.
"Are you alright?" you ask.
>"Yeah..." she answered. "I just hurt one of my wings pretty bad, though."
"Oh shit. Do you need to go to the hospital?"
>She waved a dismissive hoof in the air.
>"Nah. It'll be gone in the morning, remember?"
>Aero walks up and climbs onto the couch next to you.
"So I guess your flying day is over?" you ask.
>"Yeah. It kinda sucks... But that was so totally wicked!" she exclaims. "Did you see how far I went?"
"No. Too busy trying not to die from anal shock. How far'd you go?"
>"Something like five blocks. I hit a shed on the way down."
"You gotta work on those turns," you say with a laugh.
>Aero chuckled too.
>"Yeah. But I had fun."
"It was fun to watch," you tell her.
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>>29286450
>The sun outside was almost gone.
>It wasn't that late, but days are short this time of year.
>A loud yawn escaped the temporary pegasus.
>"I'm beat..." she said. "I think I'm gonna crash."
"Ha."
>Aero snickered a bit.
>"No pun intended," she finished as she stepped off the couch and went to her room.
>"Later."
"Good night."
>It was about that time for you, as well.
>Flipping off the TV, you grab a box from under the couch and go to your bedroom.
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>>29286457
>Come morning, Aero rolled over and groaned.
>"Aw... My back..."
>Her wings, as expected, were gone.
>And apparently the aches from the bruised one transferred directly into her shoulders.
>Climbing out of bed, she sighed and went into the living room.
>"Well that was fun while it lasted..."
>In the living room, something odd catches her attention.
>There was a flat rectangular box wrapped up and leaning against the tree.
>To: Aero; From: Anon.
>Curious, she layed it on the floor and opened it.
>Lifting the top revealed a pair of homemade wings that had been repaired with duct tape and the harness shoddily reattached.
>A tag hung off one of them.
>'Plan B'.
>"Thanks Anon," the filly said to herself.
"You're welcome."
>Aero jumped at the sudden surprise of you standing at the other side of the living room.
>In your hands you hold up a familiar kite.
"Plan B?" you suggest.
>Aero smiled.
>"Plan B," she agreed.
>The two of you share a high five and run outside.
>Fuck yeah, Christmas magic!
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>>29286462
There's my contribution. It's not a new contribution, but I kept the thread up for a little bit at least. I don't actually remember this story either and I was having a laugh re-reading it. Take care. y'all.
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>>29286471
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>>29286462
>>29286457
>>29286450
>>29286448
>>29286440
>>29286434
>>29286425
>>29286420
>>29286415
>>29286408
>>29286398
>>29286394
>>29286386
>>29286375
Was this posted in AiE? I don't think I've read it before.
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>>29286471
thanks
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>>29286928
It was posted back in July or something. I remember because I got a "Christmas in July" idea and just made it regular Christmas instead. It didn't get much attention because people thought it was a repost.
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>>29287740
Scratch that. Pastebin says March.
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>>29253298
I know you! This is the story you wrote for the old Ponies in WW1 thread back from April/May of 2016. Never did finish the story... But neither did I finish mine.
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>>29288596
yeah figured id try and continue it here but, it seemed to be to low quality
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>>29252108
MLH Cast:

Element of Magic: David Bowie
Element of Generosity: Richard Branson
Element of Honesty: The Dalai Lama
Element of Loyalty: Abraham Lincoln
Element of Kindness: Bob Ross
Element of Laughter: Jim Carrey
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>>29289567
>Element of Loyalty: Abraham Lincoln
explain.
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>>29289581
whoops, he was supposed to be honesty.

The Dalai was supposed to be loyalty.

lmao I can't remember which of dash and AJ are honest or loyal either
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>>29289601
>not remembering appul is for honest
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>>29289622
i dont really pay attention to background ponies m8
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>>29289567
>Lincoln
>Anything except a bloodthirsty tyrant who would have turned the US into a dictatorship if he wasn't assassinated
He certainly wouldn't have been Honesty. Fucking "naw dudes I totally don't wanna free the slaves"
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>>29289743
>started a war to free slaves
>"I cannot tell a lie"
>Was dubbed Honest Abe

Don't you know your own history, silly burger?

also let's see you find someone famous and honest, go on, I'll wait
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>>29289802
silly foreigner, it wasn't about freeing slaves, that wasn't even used until the war had already started since it was a hot button topic of the time. It was also a way to get "freed men" to enlist and volunteer to fight against the south.

Im a Flint nigger and even i know this shit
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>>29289802
>Famous and honest
Easy, Andrew Jackson. Dude didn't fuck around, when people accused him of violating the constitution he just said "yeah, faggots, I am. Do something about it"
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>>29288883
I liked it....
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>>29289863
>honesty
>committing treason
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>>29289886
>>29289682
Tom go home.
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>>29289886
>The genocide of Native Americans
>treason
100% with the will of the American people. It was the """lawful""" (((politicians))) that didn't like it
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>>29288883
>>29289885
So did I. And I thought it was dead over half a year ago. Please add more.
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pillow case
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>>29289863
>>29289886
>>29289908
Are you all aware of the phrase, "git gud?" Commonly used in the fighting game community and other groups based around competitive video games, it's a simple mantra said when a scrub shows up. It means exactly what you think: Adapt. If you aren't going to change YOURSELF, you deserve everything you have coming to you.

"Professional" gamers, and the spergs who admire them, are more familiar with the concept of "if you don't adapt you deserve to be killed" than insecure nerds with white guilt. I hope this is a wake up call. You know who you are.
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>>29291147
Lifter, Tail
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Less /pol/ more /PiE/

>Be young George WashingtAnon
>You have been left home whilst your parents are out for various errands
>Mistress Applejack is to care for you in the meantime
>She is an odd woman
>Her accent is odd
>She insists on contracting the word "you" and "all" when addressing a group, for example
>Her garb, and lack thereof, is odd
>Naught but a bizarrely misshapen tricorn
>Her body is even odder still
>In simple terms, she is an orange pony with oversized facial features and a depiction of three apples on either side of her hips
>Were that not strange enough, she just gave you nap time while the sun is still three full hands-widths above the horizon
>Total bullshit
>Disregard the constabulary, you're playing outside
>You open the bedroom door with caution
>Mistress Applejack is resting a room away with her back to the door
>You exit the house in the direction opposite to her
>Be outside
>Still feeling rebellious
>Retrieve axe
>Approach cherry tree on property
>You swing the axe with all of your youthful might
>THWACK!
>Oh fuck, that was louder than expected
>Already there's the sound of hoofbeats inside your home
>THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
>The hoofbeats approach
>You keep thwacking it like a lonely teen on prom night
>"George, what in the blazes-?!"
>THWACK!
>Crackle, thump
>Rice Crispies
>You have felled the cherry tree
>"Consarnit, George WashingtAnon! Your pappy's gonna be right mad with you when he gets home!"
"Not if I tell him you did it."
>Mistress Applejack scowls and stares you in the eye
>She approaches until you are nose-to-nose with her
>"That there's a lie. I don't care much for liars."
>Many children of your generation die before adulthood
>You gulp and silently swear not to become one of them
"Okay, I'll tell him I did it."
>"Good. Now, would you care to tell me WHY?"
"'Cause cherries are stupid?"
>She smiles and ruffles your hair with a hoof
>"I knew you listened to me! Midget apples like those oughta get put out of their misery."
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Back from page 10 you go!
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>>29290456
Alright, just didn't want to flood the thread with a green anons didn't want
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Boop
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>>29293441
Yep, definitely wanted. Flood us
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>>29292711
Hahaha I loved it
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>>29292711
As a non american pls explain the cherry tree thing
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>>29295499
I cannot tell a lie anon.
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>>29295499
One of the legends surrounding George Washington is the time he cut down his father's cherry tree. I forget why he did it, but when his dad asked him what happened to his perfectly good cherry tree, George responded with "I cannot tell a lie" and owned up to it immediately.
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I saved you.
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>>29292711
haha
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>>29291166
are you okay dude?

did you just have a stroke?
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casey acute
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>>29299066
Not disagreeing, but we need more canon pones.
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>>29299257
I've been saying that for years. It would definitely attract more people. And it'd be better to ignore the origins shit like in AiE and just act like they've been here forever or at least a while.
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Here's a thing you guys might like:
>>29298769
>>29299421
>>29299434
>>29299439
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>>29299733
Not bad. I haven't seen this concept used too often. The only other time I can recall is for this thread bumper in AiE, though I haven't been to the Pet Pony or Slave Pony generals.


>Twilight attempts to send Anonfilly to a pocket dimension for timeout because Anonfilly always walks out of the timeout corner
>Fails miserably, Anonfilly is now on Earth
>Anonfilly tries talking to people
>They treat him like a normal horse and act like he's not speaking
>Picked up by animal control and dropped off at a petting zoo
>Timeout finally expires and Anonfilly returns to Equestria, but not before Mrs. Geller's preschool field trip learns a bunch of new words
>Nobody knows how 4-year old kids learned to call people things like "creampie-cunt slut" over the span of a single afternoon
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>>29300244
Topkek. Should be expanded
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What the buck did you just bucking say about me, you little mud pony? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Unicorn SEALS (Super Equestrian Amorous Love Squad), and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Saddle Arabia, and I have over 300 confirmed hugs. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top hugger in the entire Equestrian hooved forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the buck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this planet, mark my bucking words. You think you can get away with saying that stuff to me over the Interneigh? Think again, bucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the country and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your snuggle virginity. You’re bucking cuddled, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can hug you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hooves. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed cuddling, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Royal Equestrian Snuggle Corps and I will use it to its full extent to cuddle your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your bucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will pour love all over you and you will drown in it. You’re bucking dead, kiddo
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>>29301728
Cadence's royal guard needs to chill the fuck out.
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>>29302550
You think THEY'RE polite?

You don't want to meet their caneighdian counterparts.
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>>29300244
Thats a cute idea. I dont think we have a lot of stories where anon gets transformed into a pony, do we?
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>>29303203
A FUCKING LEAF
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>>29303505
I recall that Eppy made one that co-stars Noteworthy. Nothing that's straight up Anonpone in its current form, and definitely no Anonfilly.
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>>29304798
Noteworthy is not a transformed human, she is a poni
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>>29304950
I know she is. I said co-starring Noteworthy. Anon becomes pone, and Noteworthy is there too.

http://pastebin.com/yfgwVH8C
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>be pony
>followed crowd of people to big celebration today
>don't know what's going on
>you think they're getting a new king
>don't pay attention because someone gave you cotton candy and a hat
>it's cold out here
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>>29305175
>Keep being pony
>Look at hat
>It has writing on it about making a place great again
>As far as you recall, you're in the place it's talking about
>It seems pretty great here already
>You got a hat and snack for free
>Is it not great now and they're going to make it great?
>Is it great now and it will not so great, but then later it will be great?
>You aren't sure
>You hope it's the first one
>If getting free hats and snacks isn't great, you can't wait to see what they think is great
>Probably if you got a free hat and a jacket and then all-you-can-eat snacks
>It's still cold out here, and you're out of cotton candy
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>>29305175
>>29305735
God I love this general.
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>>29306471
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>>29305735
>>29306471
>Still be pony
>Want more cotton candy
>You ask the guy who gave you the candy if you can have more
>He says he's out of candy
>You ask when he's getting more
>He tells you to stop being greedy and fuck off
>You decide not to question him
>Maybe if you fuck off you can get some cotton candy
>A bunch of walking later and you find a convenience store that isn't closed
>You ask the guy behind the counter if he has any off
>He shows you where the off is
>What a nice man
>As you're about to buy the off, you notice there are bags of cotton candy and buy that instead
>This cotton candy isn't free
>The alternative probably would have cost even more
>You have no idea where to take a can of bug spray on a first date
>And what if you had to meet the parents?
>This is all very confusing
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>>29308345
cute
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>>29308345
>first time you've ever seen one of those snake cars
>as far as you could tell they were reserved for only the most elite in this society
>was it long to hold all their cotton candy perhaps?
>if you had one you'd fill it with cotton candy
>the long car was on fire now and strange people danced around it in a horrendous fashion
>why would they do that to something so wonderful?
>your belly aches and the off spray you bought with the last of your bits tastes gross
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P.I.E. Ponies Inside the Earth

When somebody dug a little too deep..
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>>29309622
Subterranian mares
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>>29309622
Remember that scene in Portal 2 ?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ulzFrZNAKq0
That's were "they" are hiding all the ponies.
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>>29309638
>>29310048
Hollow Earth Equestria
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>>29310774
>Celestia and Luna control the sun and the moon, which are in the sky, which are inside the earth, which is among the stars, which is inside the earth, which is on top of a turtle that is on top of an infinite number of other turtles, which are among the stars, which-

help

i thought too much

please make it stop
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>>29310774
What if solid Earth Equestria? Ponies live in the mantle and are made of lava.

Would you still love your waifu if she was literally hot?
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Will Eppy ever come back and write again?
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>>29311159
Celestia and Luna command the inner Earth Sun and Moon which exist amidst the interstitial space inside the Earth at the center of which is a dwarf singularity which leads to another dimension from whose Inverted point of view Equestria exists Outside the Earth and the outer Earth exists Inside the Earth.
But yeah, that's basically correct
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>>29313157
left the ride 1,5 year ago, I have him/her on Skype but I don't want to bother him/her
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Pillow case isdrunkg
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>>29314332
Pegasus ponies do tend to be lightweights
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>>29308345
>Maybe if you fuck off you can get some cotton candy
Holy shit, I found that way funnier than it probably should have been.
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>>29310774
I was literally just thinking this but forgot the phrase "hollow Earth". Was gonna say like that planet in Halo Wars.
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>be pony in DC
>people are rioting over the new king
>they say he wants to kill everyone
>they tell you that the king wants to force all ponies to leave and that you will have everything taken from you and forced to go, if not killed
>you cry and run away and lock yourself inside
>you don't wanna leave
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>>29314838
I want this poni to accidently meet the king without knowing he is this guy
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>>29314901
>"I heard t-this guy wants to kill us or send us back."
>'Wrong.'
>"T-they say he doesn't like ponies."
>'WRONG.'
>"You're kind of scaring me.."
>'WROOOOOONG.'
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>>29314901
>Whoa, who's that tall guy with the toupee?
>You remember his face from the people who gave you cotton candy yesterday
>Maybe he'll give you some!
>All these guys in suits are standing around him, though.
>You can't get through.
>The tall man points to your hat and motions you over.
>He doesn't have any cotton candy, but he signs your hat for some reason
>Wow, there's a lot of people with cameras
>You just want some more gosh darned cotton candy
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Pilly case is LIT
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bump, continuing inauguration day pone story.
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>>29315029
>Start walking home
>Some more of those angry people see your hat
>They shout at you so you run away
>You think they're not chasing you but you want to be sure
>Run into one of those big glass buildings humans have
>More guys in suits are inside
>They look at you funny and touch their ears a lot
>It's kind of creepy
>One of them comes up to you and says they're letting you stay as long as you don't make a mess
>He says it's because you're a pony and ponies are nice
>You thank him for the compliment and for letting you into their secret clubhouse
>Wander around the building
>A bunch of humans are having a fancy lunch
>Oh hey, it's that guy who signed your hat
>You walk over and say hi
>He asks what you're doing here
>You tell him about the angry people outside
>He says they're just angry because they lost and are wrong, and lost
>You also tell him about how the mean things they said about the new king made you worried
>They said that the new king would send all sorts of people away, maybe even ponies
>He tells you that won't ever happen
>A guy at the next table over tells the guy who signed your hat that he said the opposite thing yesterday
>That guy seems upset
>You excuse yourself
>No reason to meet more upset people today
>Plus this lunch was too fancy to have any cotton candy
>You do grab a couple of rolls of bread or two on the way out
>They're warm
>Oh, neat, these are freshly baked!
>Humans almost never serve fresh bread rolls!
>Score!
>It's not cotton candy but you'll take what you can get
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>>29317555
I want to take care of this pony
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>>29317555
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>>29317923
Don't we all?
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>>29319615
Yes. I do, at least.
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>>29317555
>>29317923
>>29319615
>>29319620

>Outside again
>Put hat on backwards so less people see it and get angry
>Bonus: you look gnarly or tubular or some other word that means you look cool
>It doesn't work
>A lady sees your hat and cries
>You try to cheer her up but she just walks away
>She said something about finding a safe space
>That is a good idea
>The upset people are setting things on fire and the police are throwing really loud fireworks at them to make them stop
>Safety would be nice to have
>You decide to find someone wearing the same hat as you
>They wouldn't get upset about your hat if they have the same hat, right?
>This proves to be the case
>The person you find is very impressed with your hat
>You ask him where you can find a safe space
>He giggles and tells you where to find one
>You thank the nice man
>You find the place and get ready to open the door
>It has one of those slippery door knobs that are hard to use with hooves
>A human walks up to you from behind
>Maybe he will open the door for you
>You ask if he's coming inside
>He says he isn't yet, but that it might be in the cards for him later
>You aren't sure what that means
>Maybe he's a fortune teller
>You ask what he means
>He says he'd like to buy you dinner first
>More free food?
>Yes please
>You and your new fortune teller friend get a pizza and bring it back to his house
>Your side has broccoli on it because none of the pizzerias stock flowers
>What kind of pizzeria doesn't stock flowers?
>That is a shameful omission from the menu
>How are they still in business?
>Your appetite is sated for the moment
>Maybe you'll go find some more cotton candy tomorrow

Anonymous collaborator, please don't make this >rape-y. Anon is a respectful man (unless it's funny not to be) and >rape would kill the comedy.
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>>29320075
[suspense increases]
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>>29320075
How many people are writing this? I was >>29315029

>It starts raining pretty hard, and you don't want to go home.
>Your new friend says you can sleep on the couch if you want.
>It's a comfy couch
>He puts on a movie.
>It's about some weird yellow guys. They're super short and you can barely understand what they're saying, but it's cute.
>But then he changes it to Despicable Me. Aww, guess you can learn more about this "Korea" place later.
>He says his name is "Uhnawn"
>What a funny name
>He claims you were on TV today. You don't remember going to anywhere called "TV" but you let it slide.
>Aww, he has no family. He must be lonely.
>At least he says he has one friend, someone named "righty." You'll be his second friend, you guess.
>He asks if you liked meeting that tall guy today.
>He was pretty cool you guess.
>Wait, what? That was their king?
>Oh shoot. You didn't brush your mane or anything!
>Apparently you're the first pony aside from the Princesses he's talked to. That's cool.
>Unawn says he thinks the king is cool too.
>You tell him about all the people yelling and lighting fires.
>He says something about "nig-hurs" and a moon man.
>Is that like a Luna of this world?
>The movie ends and you realize you still haven't found any cotton candy.
>Unawn says he has some!
>But it's late and he won't give you any until tomorrow.
>Better get to sleep soon then.
>Man, this is a comfy couch...
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>>29321204
This is very cute
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>>29321204
thank you for the green anon. Its very cozy
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>>29321204

>>He puts on a movie.
>>It's about some weird yellow guys. They're super short and you can barely understand what they're saying, but it's cute.
>>But then he changes it to Despicable Me. Aww, guess you can learn more about this "Korea" place later.
I love this
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Pillow Case but she catches a mean cold after various wet mishaps on her way home in the rain
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>>29323211
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>>29323211
*Not a real filly
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>>29321204
I was

>>29305735
>>29308345
>>29317555
and
>>29320075


I think I might write more later. There's still the Women's March on the next day.
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>>29324624
>Not a real filly...
How about n-now anon w-will you accept me..
>pic related
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>>29325260
Don't forget those pussy hats
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>>29323565
who will care for her
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>>29325260
I ignored the Women's March because it was retarded.
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>>29327947
>>29325260
I'm starting to lose track of who's writing what here. Should we take names?
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>>29327947
Liberals ignored Trump for the same reason. Look how that turned out for them.
When you find the red pill that tastes the worst, that's the one you should take first.

>>29328001
Only if we're also kicking ass.
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Murrica is a dangerous place for ponies
Captcha: Only nice
Move ponies to a nice place
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Ded
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>>29329296
Where would pone go for vacation on Earth?
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>>29331115
Stay in 'merica

Those other places are full of touchy ethnic people who don't know how to treat a pony
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>>29331121
Murrica is a place full of dangerous people with mental problems and unhealthy food
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>>29331121
>>29331141
"Merica" and "other country" are very vague places to go. What about actual attractions? Resorts and theme parks and such?

In America, for example,

>Ponies believe Disneyland is a sovereign nation
>Six Flags is believed to be a federation
>They think you need a spaceship to get to Disneyworld (Why else would it be so close to Cape Canaveral?)
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>>29331166
>they think disneyland is a sovereign nation
>"Anon, don't we need passports to enter the country?"
>'Oh my god, if we didn't need them to enter Adventureland, we DON'T NEED THEM FOR FANTASYLAND!'
>"...I'm still going to ask them to stamp mine."
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>>29331178
I actually want to see if they'd do that. They must have some sort of stamp.

Oh, and an idea for tourism in general! Anon pretends to be local but has obviously only heard of the place in movies and bullshits the rest to a pony.


"Wow, Anon! Look at all the mountains!"
>"Ah, oui oui, zey call zeez mountains ze 'Alps.' Tres magnifique."
"Where do they get that name from?"
>"I dunno, it's- uh I mean ah oui, eet eez because if you get caught in ze snow, you say 'Alp!' and wait for zee dog to find and alp you."
"Does that happen often?"
>"Eet has happened at least two times."
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>>29331241
>Anon's bargain pony tours
>Takes ponies in big cities around the town
>"We're waaaay off the beaten path now! We're all the way in China! (town)"
>The pony passengers ooh and ahh from his vw van
>A few streets later they're in (little) Italy
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>>29331241
it's funny how Americans imagine other countries. From my experience I can say that they're in some aspects really weird and can be aggressive without a good reason
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>>29321204
>Wake up
>Why don't you put on a little make up?
>YOU WANTED T- oh wait this isn't your house
>Also make up is a lot of work for this early in the day
>Anon is up too
>You ask him why he left the keys up on the table
>He says it's because HE WANTED TO
>You both have oats for breakfast despite an inexplicable urge to eat chop suey
>You eat your oats raw
>Anon insists on having his oats human-style even though you try to get him not to
>His loss
>Boiling oats sucks out all the flavor
>Both of you head out again when breakfast is done
>You decide to leave the hat at Anon's house
>Anon says he's willing to take the hat off your hooves for good
>He can keep it
>There's some sort of hat-based kerfuffle going on, and nopony wants to get caught in human kerfuffles
>Humans are really good at kerfuffles
>Anon tells you all about the legendary human kerfuffle-masters "Vin Diesel" who is not made of fuel, "Chuck Norris" who is famous for kicking and not throwing, and "The Rock" who is not actually a rock
>You learn that deception is an important part of a kerfuffle
>Good thing you didn't take that hat
>The two of you run into a bunch of people milling around
>A whole bunch
>Maybe even a bunch and a half
>Some of them have signs that say disappointed things and some of them have weird hats
>These must be the other side of the hat-kerfuffle
>Leaving that hat at home was a very good idea
>These people are already very upset
>Anon looks sort of nervous, probably because these people get upset easily and might get more upset
>You ask what they're doing
>They say they're marching because the new king was mean to them
>That's kind of hard to imagine
>New king-guy was nice to you
>Also these people aren't moving
>You ask them why they said it's a march when they're really having a stand-around
>One of them tells you that there are so many people that the whole marching route is full and they can't move
>Your guess was too low
>This is at least three bunches of people
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To the top, might write a one off later
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psuh
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>>29331667
>Really weird

Think of the states as individual countries. Loads of different regional cultures packed into one area. Sort of like Europe, right? Now isolate that not-Europe from actual Europe with an ocean so citizens of real-Europe and fake-Europe only see eachother occasionally. Less cultural interaction leads to more cultural divergence.

Also, the tourist stereotype is true way too often.

>Aggressive without a good reason

We fear things that are different from what we have learned to accept and making sure a vacation goes according to plan is stressful.
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>>29331971
Moar plz
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Can't get the rest of that strawberry jam story on page 9
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More lewd from the Anonpone/Human Wonderbolts thread:
>>29335156
>>29335176
>>29335189
>>29335203
>>29335216
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>>29331971
>Anon helps guide you around the bunches of people. It wasn't just three, you counted a whole ten!
>A lot of them smelled really bad.
>Some had crazy mane colors like ponies do.
>You asked Uhnawn how that happens and he says they just dye it.
>So you're the only natural girl here!
>Nice.
>A few of them were really fat.
>You've seen some fat humans but those were a bit too much.
>One couldn't even walk.
>She had this weird bicycle thing.
>Uhnawn said she was a "ham planet"
>Whatever that means.
>Apparently he doesn't have to work until tomorrow.
>Which is crazy, that's when you do your work too!
>These humans sure do stick to a lot of the same schedules.
>But he says he doesn't like his job.
>You just do what you've always done.
>It is on your cutie mark after all!
>But humans don't get those.
>So they end up not liking their job.
>You ask him if the king likes his job.
>Uhnawn says that if he had a cutie mark, it would probably be a gleaming, jeweled, golden crown.
>So... he probably likes it then?
>You ask what the king wants to do now that he's king.
>He wants to build a wall.
>A really long wall.
>Like, a thousand miles long.
>Wow! That sounds pretty cool.
>And he wants to make some pipes, that are also a thousand miles long.
>Humans make some cool things.
>Uhnawn also talks about some trade things but you don't really understand all that.
>Humans have way too many countries.
>So confusing!
>And those guys you saw last night! Why is South Korea so good but North Korea so bad?
>They all looked adorable!
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>>29335784
I wonder who is this pony, she is adorable
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>>29336067
A very naive and silly pone I guess.
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>>29335784
I am enjoying this pone and i need more of her.
Her naivity is adorable.
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>>29336067
Poppy Seed?
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>>29337033
She is the pone who wants cotton candy.

Gee, /mlp/ sure had a lot of shitposting overnight.
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>>29337033
Maybe?
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>>29339716
F I N I S H
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man, fuck you, page 9
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>>29340306
Page 10
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>>29338230
Apparently a brony got interviewed on the Steve Harvey Show or something, so we got some attention again.

What would it be like to have a pony on a human talkshow?
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>>29341427
>Murry gets handed the DMA test results by a stagehand
>"Alright, now to see who the father of Pony's 7month old colt, LaDayShawnQuan, is."
>"..Anonymous, you ARE NOT the father!"
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pillowcase is a filthy whore
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>>29341427
A lot of racist jokes from both sides
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>"..Linky, what's a 'supersize'?"
>'I don't even, Cherry. I'm still trying to figure out how that last restaraunt kept insisting I could have it my way.'
>'I mean, DUH, what other way would I have my order?'
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>>29345354
>"You could always say 'I'll have what they're having' and have it someone else's way."
>"Could? Sure. Should? No thanks. It's too likely that I'd end up ordering a cow sandwich."
>"I thought those were made with pigs."
>"I'm not sure which would be worse. Pigs are messy, but I've got friends who are cows. This is the sort of stuff that makes me want to drink."
>"Cherry, is there anything that doesn't make you want to drink?"
>"My point exactly. Come on, this one looks like a bar."
>"Thirst has no curfew? Yeah, let's give it a shot."
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>>29345809
>"this one looks like a bar."
>neon rainbow sign out front reads 'Manfred's Tool Box'
>"Huh, must be an exclusive males only bar, should we ask if we're allowed to be here?"
>'Pardon me, sir? Barkeep?'
>The muscle bound flamboyant mustachio'd man behind the counter turns around
What can I get you, handso-, OH MY WORD YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!!
>"T-thanks, uhh, my friend and I were wondering if mares are allowed in your establishment?"
>'We noticed it was kind of a stallions only environment and we just want to make sure. I'd hate to run afoul of any cultural norms on our visit.'
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>>29345856
kek, do more
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>>29346075
I'm trying to draw on some everyday happenstances that would seem weird to ponies.

Anything from the fact that they notice almost all 'small business owners' are brown people, to them being in constant awe over how humans predict weather.
>"Say, Anon, does this guy know the other brown human who owns the 7-11 down the street?"
>"...What? I'm just asking is all, I mean they look related, gosh."
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>>29345856
Dear god, I NEED a movie of this sort of stuff
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>>29346109
>Pone stays with Anon because he's the only green human they know
>Everyone else is too easy to confuse with other people
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>>29346109
>"Ah, my main man Anonymous, what is up, boss?"
>'Sup, Parminder, just here to grab a wrap and some tallcans.'
>"Ha ha, yes ofcourse-, oh? Who is your little friend, my main man?"
>'Oh, this is Pony B. Ponyson, she's part of that Equestrian Exchange program.'
>"As I live and breathe, a living representation of Vishnu's astral essence is before me..."
>Pony looks confused
>Anon whispers 'It's cool, it means he sees you as a God. See if you can't get us some free slurpies out of this.'
>The two leave the store with their loot
>Pony asks if Anon saw the dot on his forehead, too
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pillowcase lifts her tail for strange men
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>>29346142
>A pone movie with literally no sexual tension between the human and the mares

I dunno, man.
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>pillowcase lifts her tail in your general direction
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>>29348848
;^)
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>>29349010
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>>29348684
That comes in the other, extremely lewd installments of the movies dealing with the issue, dear anonymous user

>>29348848
P-please, I've already fapped four times today, I'm spent for now

But oh, how I'd just LOVE to give her endless massages, preen her, snuggle her, maybe even letting my hand slip just a tad every now and then, in those places she loves so much
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>>29349724
>she writhes and fidgets as you run your fingers up along her moistened pussy, the friction of your fingers pull against her and trace her ponut with lethal precision
>what little movement you gave her she magnified ten-fold moaning and cooing to your gentle strokes
>her once relaxed tail swishes side to side before building enough momentum to clear her rump and provide unobstructed access to her sensitive bits
>the heat radiating from her gets you flustered as well, the inviting nature of her moistened sex and equivalent musk arouses you to no end
>she starts to pant, the labors of resisting such carnal pleasure is too much for her to ignore
>pillows tongue lolls out, her cheeks flush deep with Crimson as she lays into you
>your diligent nimble fingers make work and continue edging her closer and close, gingerly dipping in and out now investigating the inner sanctum of your purple pegasus
>for a few minutes this is all you do until your deep in her, rendering her a shuddering pony puddle of a mare
>each thrust of the hand leaves her edging, desperately craving your touch and the sweet sweet release only the love of her life can provide
>she cries out looking for relief, begging you, pleading for you to let her cum
>"l-lux~ AAaah! I n-need you"
>her hind hooves do a little kick and she starts to hump into your hand a bit
>just as you feel her tense up you withdraw without warning, leaving her on the cusp of losing it
>she whines desperately, almost frustrated with relief so close
>you instruct her to flip on her back letting your now naked body rest on top of hers between her legs
>you give a series of kisses up and down her neck before meeting her lips
>your tongues swirl and pitch in a fit of passion
>any restraint either of you two had was long gone and all that remains is pure unfiltered lust
>you need her and she needs you
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>>29349931
>she winks with your touch, the feeling of her lovers cock against her so thrilling that by the time her warmth envelops you she is already close once more
>"I-I love you lux~"
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>>29349931
Touch her ponut
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Going to be posting a relatively short green about Applejack being in the trenches during the famous Christmas Truce of 1914

You boys interested?
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>>29349931
>>29349941
W-What are you guys doing?

>>29351347
Absolutely! Post away, anon.
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>>29351721
Will do

>>29351347
Heads up, Applejack's voice wont be in green as she has the most dialogue

>Pearlescent white snow drifted slowly down to the ground below in the winter night
>From a outsider's perspective, the clean flakes gently falling from above must have looked almost picturesque
>A breeze carried the frigid particles to and thro the uneven landscape
>One snowflake in particular landed on a small metallic dome
>It laid there, slowly accumulating more of its frozen brethren
>Suddenly the dome shook, shaking the snow onto the muddy floor beneath
>It was then promptly stepped on by a boot
>The offending boot belonged to a British trooper who was nudging his fellow comrade
>“Oy, Anon! Your shift is over, get settled in with the boys and that horse thing you call a friend.”
>Turning around and slipping his Lee-Enfield on his back, Anon turned to his fellow soldier
>With a rather somber tone, Anon replied
>“Thanks, Rich. Nothing up top between us and the Jerries. Looks like they are cooling their heels after that attempted push yesterday.”
>Looking past Rich, Anon quickly added this time with a slight hint of annoyance
>“They still setting up those damnable Christmas decorations?”
>Anon’s comrade chuckled
>“Oh don't be so down in the dumps, chap!”
>He playfully punches Anon’s shoulder
>“The boys are in the Christmas spirit despite their current surroundings, it’s about time you shared the enthusiasm!”
>Rolling his eyes, Anon passed his comrade
>“Right, i’ll try… Want me to save you some of AJ’s cooking?”
>Loading his own rifle, Rich responded as he stepped up to his firing position
>“Of course, my good man! That yank pony knows how to cook a mean shepard’s pie!”
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>>29351794
>Walking away from his comrade, Anon made his way to the sleeping and common areas of the trench
>Trying to keep a bit warm, he rubbed his clothing wrapped hands together and blew into them
>It didn't help too much
>Groaning Anon picked up his pace, splashing the mud below him
>Making it to the intersection that lead deeper into the dugout halls, Anon was surprised to see the common area down the way illuminated by lights
>Seeing this unusually pleasant change in his normally dreary post made him smile and continue on

>In the common area it was quite alive with a festive spirit
>His fellow comrades were singing and playing instruments
>The officers were chatting and joking with one another
>Other soldiers smoked and played cards
>The largest thing that caught Anon’s eye was the long line that stretched from one side of the wide section of the trench to the other
>The line lead to the interior common area which housed the kitchen
>He guessed immediately that Applejack was already quick at work making some grub for the troops that wasn't those shitty rations that the brass fed them
>His suspicions were immediately confirmed as an unmistakable Texan accent shouted aloud
“Alright there ya go, sir! NEXT!”
>The man to walk out was surprising an officer in his pristine uniform
>He looked at the shepards pie in almost a predatory stare, mouth watering
>His longing look turned cold as he noticed Anon and the other soldiers looking at him with mixed expressions of shock and amusement
>“Is there a problem, men?”
>In response the soldiers looked away
>Quickly the CO made his way to the officer table
>Anon did spot he was turning red in embarrassment
>Now in a better mood, Anon chuckled quietly as he passed his fellow men to the interior of the kitchen
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>>29351832
>Inside the line continued to a small table which was littered with multiple empty pie tins and plates
>Behind this however was the pony Applejack
>The sentient equine wore a hair net which held in place her blonde mane and she wore a silly yet accurate recreation of the common british army uniform
>The army outfitters must of had a ball putting together that outfit
>Lifting a spatula with her hoof she cut a slice of the beef and potato pie to an awaiting soldier’s plate
>It still made no sense how she was able to do that with her hooves
>Or how it made even less sense how and why she was even serving in the British armed forces and not with the Americans if anything
>Best not to think about it too much was the common consensus the men agreed upon
>Good way to prevent headaches
>The orange pony smiled and prepared to tell the next soldier to come up, but she noticed Anon in the tunnel’s opening first
“Well howdy, Anon! Your shift up already?”
>Leaning against the dirt wall, Anon replied
>“Indeed it is..,”
>Quickly Anon scanned the crowded room
>“And it looks like you have been busy.”
“As busy as a farm pony in Applebuck Season!”
>She motions him to come closer, which he does
>AJ then promptly hands (hoofs?) Anon a plate of shepherd's pie
“Last slice until ah can rustle up some more for your Christ-ah-mas shing-ding!”
>He would have laughed at her butchered pronunciation of the night's holiday and her almost comical cowboy tone, but the bitter and displeased looks of the other waiting soldiers shot daggers into him
>Anon gave her a nervous glance as if to say “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
>AJ giggled
“Stop y’all bellyaching, boys! I'll have new bathes up lickety split,”
>She wipes a bead of sweat off her brow dramatically
“Plus ah need a break!”
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>>29351869
>She turns to the saddened and annoyed soldiers
“Y’all don't mind right?”
>Various grunts, sighs, and rude murmurings are uttered as the line disperses into the outside common area with the already fed men
>Once they cleared out Anon letted out a relieved sigh
>“Well...that went better than expected.”
>Taking off her hairnet and tossing the empty pie tin aside she says
“Well ah guess I did fib just a bit. Ah do already have more shepherd's pie ready but... ah was looking for an excuse to take ah breather.”
>Smugly Anon crossed his arms and scoffed
>“Hey, didn't you say you were the Chronicle of Honesty or something like that?”
>Rolling her eyes and donning her personal cowboy hat she corrected Anon
“Its Element, not Chronicle, sugarcube. Anyway, ya ready to go?”
>“Yes ma’am.”
>Quickly grabbing a slice of her own, she followed her human friend outside

>Outside, some of the soldiers were setting up the remaining lights and a small Christmas tree
>The tree only only stood at half the height of Applejack but the number of decorations on it made up for its small stature
>It was covered with thin strings of fabric to recreate streamers and a few miscellaneous ornaments like Union Jacks and bottle caps were placed on its main body
>Atop it was a rather crude yet humble recreation of a star made out of bent barb wire and foil
>AJ had to admit that it was very ramshackle in comparison to the one family and friends would have set up during Hearthswarming, but she couldn't help but think of them back in Equestria
>Taking a few seconds to reminisce on her friends, she was slightly startled when Anon tapped her head after finding a table with two seats
>“You alright Applejack?”
>Pushing those thoughts aside, she smiled at Anon
“Right as rain, sugarcube! Find ah seat for us?”
>Anon nodded as he moved to the table
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>>29351897
Next chunk coming up soon
I'll be back in a bit
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>>29351897
>Once the two were seated, Anon unlatched his brodie helmet and settled it on the table
>He also unslung his rifle and rested the bolt-action next to him
>Now settled, Anon started digging into his meal with his pack’s eating utensils
>Applejack stared at Anon as he raised the fork to eat, curious to hear his opinion on her cooking
>She was not accustomed to cooking shepherd's pie with beef due to her race’s diet, but it wasn't disturbing to prepare
>Fluttershy did own predatory animals, so their food had to come from somewhere
>As soon as the beef and potato meal hit his tongue he moaned almost organically
>“Holy fuck, this is fantastic! What did you put in this?”
>Jerking her gaze downward to prevent Anyone from seeing her blush, she said
“Ah shucks, Anon, yah don't have to say that...thanks though!”
>Evidently she wasn't quick enough, as Anon did see a flash of red before her face was obscured by the pony’s hat
>Chuckling quietly his gaze drifted to AJ’s plate
>It had no beef, only potato and what he could identify as peas, carrots, and other vegetables mixed in
>He motions to it
>“No meat?”
>From a look of embarrassment to a look of amused surprised, she answers bluntly
“Herbivore, Anon. Ah ain't no human.”
>Anon nodded politely before turning to his omnivore meal
>He picks up a forkful and motions it to her
>“You want to try it?”
>AJ’s glare made him retract immediately

>Eating rather quietly for a few minutes, Anon decided to strike up a conversation
>“So where you come from, they don't have Christmas, right?”
>Wiping her mouth with a cloth, Applejack smiled lightly
“You're right, sugarcube, we don’t. We got something like this holiday back in Equestria called Hearthswarming Eve which celebrates the event when the three pony races united to create our country.”
>Anon milled quietly about this discovery
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>>29352739
>This question caught the orange pony off guard
>She removed her hat, which Anon up to this point never saw her do unless she was cooking
>Her expression was gloomy
“Never in mah lifetime, thank Celestia, but we almost went to war with some nutty Yaks up north. Could you believe it almost happened because we weren't ‘yak’ enough? Darn brutes…”
>She looks around at the troops, particularly to a card game where one soldier was gambling some of his bullets for a pack of cigarettes
“What was all this caused by?”
>Anon wasnt actually too sure about how this war started
>He thought it had to do with some politician getting shot in the Balkans, then more and more nations were involved
>The thing he did know was that as soon as he could he enlisted to serve his country
>Anon explained this to AJ as she took the information in
>Once he was done with his vague history lesson, Applejack sighed
“Ah just can't understand why or how everything exploded into this mess… Ah mean, ah ain't got nothing against these ger-manes!”
>Anon stared at his pony friend, then looked away
>“Yeah...me too. I guess you could blame it on human...”
>He was about to finish but the dead silence around them made him stop
>Indeed, no man was speaking and no instruments were playing at all
>Applejack spoke up
“W-what’s going-”
>She was hushed by an officer who was looking up at the sky
>The officer whispered
>“Quiet and listen!”
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>>29352762
>Albeit confused, she obeyed, perking up her ears
>In the distance they heard something faint
>It was too quiet at first but it was slowly becoming more clear
>Singing
>From where?
>Anon turned to a nearby soldier and whispered
>“What’s going on?”
>The other rifleman looked as confused as everyone else
>“I think it's a christmas so-”
>The sudden and loud splashing of boots against mud made everyone in the common area alert
>As it approached some men were grabbing their guns and pointing it down the offending trench where the sound was coming from
>Immediately Rich, the soldier that took Anon’s post came into view
>He was surprised by the guns pointed at him
>An officer put the hammer of his Webley revolver back into its safe position
>He barked
>“Stand down, men! You soldier, what do you have to report?”
>Out of breath, Rich quickly saluted before starting
>“T-there's something going on, across no man's land, sir… it's the Huns! They’re singing!”
>An even more deathly silence smothered the whole area
>All off them shared looks of confusion but most of all curiosity
>In an almost manic way, they all immediately dropped what they were doing and sprinted down the trench to the front line
>Plates and food were launched everywhere as guns and helmets were equipped
>In less than 10 seconds the entire area was vacant
>Minus Anon and Applejack who sat stunned
>The two met eyes at the same time
>“Should we..?”
>“Definity!”
>And they were off
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>>29352813
>At the front trench, the numerous soldiers stood in various states of attention and readiness
>Some had their guns pointed in the rough area of the germans while others were searching for binoculars or for angles that wouldnt expose them too much to watch the germans
>They were all quiet as they really didn’t know what to do
>The officers have not been orders to attack and the germans weren't doing anything besides singing
>It took Anon awhile to notice it clearly but the jerries were singing Silent Night
>Or at least it sounded like it
>It definitely wasn't being sung in english, that was certain
>In the distance the germans sung
>“Alles schläft; einsam wacht~...”
>Still not certain what to do, some of the men were loading their rifles
>A machine gun team was mounting their Vickers in the event of an attack
>“Nur das traute hochheilige Paar~.
>Holder Knabe im lockigen Haar~,”
“Sleep in heavenly peace~”
>Anon was completely taken off guard as he heard a feminine voice sing next to him
>The other soldiers near him shared his surprise
>He looked down, barely at a whisper
>“Applejack, what are you doing?!”
>She did not seem to notice him at all
>Immediately she bolted off down the trench
>Anon did not know to tackle her or give chase, but he was ultimately too stunned by her sudden movements
>One soldier next to Anon nudged him
>“What's gotten into her? She had to go to the bathroom or something?”
>Shrugging his shoulders Anon had no idea
>“I don't know…”
>Also he was starting to wunder how she knew the lyrics to Silent Night
>Did she hear it from the others?
>Did she read about it somehow?
>How was she here to begin with?
>All of these questions danced through Anon’s head until Applejack suddenly appeared again
>What was very odd was that she has holding the small Christmas tree on her back
>Before Anon or anyone else could ask her what the hell was she doing with the tree, she started climbing up and out of the trench wall
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>>29352876
>Anon immediately dove to intercept her but only smash face first into the dirt wall
>Just narrowly missing her, he looked out into no man's land
>There she slowly walked, passing barbwire, blown apart trees and massive craters
>All the while she sung the song
“Silent night, holy night~,
Shepherds quake at the sight~;”
>The ghostly howl of the wind swirled around her as she trotted through the artillery blasted hellscape to the now eerily quiet german lines
>Anon and many others shouted in despair and others yelled in anger
>“What are you doing!?”
>“Get back!”
>“Applejack, you're going to kill yourself!”
>“Don't do it!”
>Still she walked
“Glories stream from hea-”
>“HALT!”
>The harsh bark of a german soldier killed the pleas of the Allied troops
>Immediately she stopped in her tracks
>Frozen, she stood in the blasted wasteland between the two armies
>The cold air stung her face and made the loose parts of her uniform flutter
>From where she stood, she could actually see the spiked helmets poking out of the german trenches
>She could also see the muzzles of Gewehrs and MG-08s pointed at her
>The threatening german voice boomed again
>“Kehrt zu eurem Graben zurück, sonst werdet ihr erschossen!”
>She had no idea what he said but it sounded angry and serious
>She had to see that these ger-manes were just like Anon and his friends
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>>29352917
>Behind her she heard Anon shout
>“Applejack please!”
>Lowering her head, she sighed, then continued singing
“Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia~!
Christ the Savior is born~,
Christ the Savior is born~!”
>Once again she looked at the german trench
>Their spiked helmets and guns were all she saw
>She had made a mistake
>These people were nothing like Anon
>They were evil!
>And she just willingly put herself right out in the open
>She was going to die out here, in the cold merciless no man's land
>How could she have been so foolish?
>She should have listened to her friends
>Frantically her eyes darted for any form of cover
>There was none
>Holding her breath and tearing up, she prepared for the end

...

>“Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht~,”
>Paralyzed in both thought and body she turned to a wreath being hoisted out of the trench
>Slowly a lone german rifleman with no weapons climbed up, singing
>“Gottes Sohn, o wie lacht~”
>As the once hostile soldier picked up the wreath, Applejack for the first time saw a german in person
>He wore a dark grey uniform with red edges and shining buttons. His helmet was a lighter tan with a distinctive spike on its top
>With one hand he held the wreath, while the other he rose his hand to take off his helmet
>He walked forward, singing in a notable bass tone
>“Lieb' aus deinem göttlichen Mund~,
>Da uns schlägt die rettende Stund~'.”
>Smiling, and crying with mixed feeling of relief, excitement, and nervousness
>The two voices of two armies at war sung as one in that moment
“Jesus, Lord, at thy birth~!”
>“Christ, in deiner Geburt~!”
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>>29352967
>Standing in front of her now, the man crouched down
>Awkwardly he reached out his hand half expecting Applejack to take it, which he imediatty noticed how silly he must have looked
>He was about to retract but to much of his amazement she took his hand
>The rifleman let a hearty laugh which warmed the orange pony’s heart
>The german soldier mused at the situation
>“Ein singendes Pferd! Wie lustig!”
>Taking a closer look at her the german noticed her teary cheeks
>He frowned and reached into his pocket
>Seeing him do this made Applejack tense up, but she was surprised to see it was only a handkerchief
>Handing it to her she wiped her face with a hoof
>Looking up she thanked the man, returning it
“Thank you.”
>“Gern geschehen.”
>The man then motioned to the tree on her back
>“Möchten Sie tauschen, pferd?”
>He then smiled at the wreath he was holding
>Taking a second to guess what he meant by this
>He wanted to trade
>Funny enough, she brought it with her to look less threatening but she wouldn't mind trading it
“Yah want it? Ill trade ya!”
>Memories came back to her as she remembered how her old friends were in a similar situation at a shopping fair
>She could probably guess there wasn't any guns involved though
>Reaching back with a hoof she took the small tree and handed it to the german
>In exchange the man gave his wreath to AJ
>Upon closer inspection she noticed it was wrapped in a red white and black ribbon which met at a holly, two bells, and a iron cross
>Smiling at the exotic yet familiar look of the wreath she hung it around her neck
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>>29353037
>The german soldier then extended his hand again, which Applejack immediately took and shook politely
>Looking past the soldier, she multiple german soldiers were climbing out of the trench
>She was quite surprised to see that they all wanted to meet her but the german infront of her surprised her as he heartily yelled past her
>“Hallo, britische Freunde!”
>Applejack turned around to see Anon and the rest of his fellow soldiers
>They held gifts, instruments, and one held a ball
>She even noticed Anon with one of her Shepherd's pies
>Anon handed the pies to another british soldier as he raced up to Applejack
>“Why on earth did you do that, AJ?”
>Laughing, AJ happily replied
>“To wish them a Merry Christmas and Hearthswarming Day, that's all!”
>Pointing at the pies, her expression became determined
“Now c’mon Anon, I'd bet these germans ain't never tried my cooking before!”
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>>29353055
There you go

Hope you guys enjoyed it!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uu-US5fIsww
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>>29353055
interesting story, even if I don't like AJ
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>>29349931
>>29349941
Come on, man, she's too pure for that...
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>>29353965
you win at being fat
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>>29354336
She isn't fat, she just has padding.

>Ponies are used to having their talent be obvious because their marks are visible
>Having to wear clothes on Earth all the time makes them a little stir crazy
>They end up acting out their talent much stronger than usual
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>>29354459
more like
>presenting their butts when being asked what's their special talent
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>>29353055
Cute story, Anon. I like this kind of heartwarming stuff.
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>>29289567
>dalai lama
>honesty
absolutely kek
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pillowcase periodically lifts her tail
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>>29356377
only when she has to
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>>29357077
Which is like all the time
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What are we gonna to do with her?
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>>29355873
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>>29354474
>Pony's special talent is presenting their butt
>Can't present butt because clothes
>Can't take off clothes in public because that's lewd
>Even crazier than usual

I just want some pones acting crazy because they feel like their talent isn't obvious.


>Be Anon on erf
>Visit Rarity to see if she finished tailoring your suit
>Gotta shitpost in style
>Knock on the door to her private boutique
>"Just a moment, please! I'm making clothes!"
>This moment takes about five minutes
>A cascade of outfits tumble from the door as it suddenly opens
"Damn. This makes my hall closet look tidy."
>Rarity's voice is buried somewhere inside the pile
>"Anon, is that you? Please, pardon the mess. I made a lot of clothes."
>You start digging to rescue her from the avalanche
"I noticed. Just coming to check on my order."
>"Ah, yes, the clothes you wanted me to make, because I'm good at making clothes! They should be in here somewhere."
>Finally unearth Rarara
>She's wearing at least four layers of mismatched outfits
"Jesus Christ, forget my clothes. I feel like I walked into an episode of 'Hoarders.' What happened to you?"
>Rarity shivers
>Her expression doesn't change as she sheds a single tear
>"Isn't it obvious? I made clothes. Then I wore them, but they cover up my cutie mark which is about making clothes so I had to make more clothes to show off that I'm good at making clothes and-"
>You cut her off as she starts hyperventilating
"Whoa, whoa, why not just stitch the mark onto the outside of the clothes?"
>Your recommendation sends her into full 'Marshmallow Melodrama' mode
>She sobs and shouts
>"IT'S JUST NOT THE SA-HA-HAAAAME!"
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whoop
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Would a pony let this die?
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>>29361874
No. Ponies are social creatures. If you gave them a discussion topic, they'd never stop talking about it.
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>>29250078
Do you fags publish on FimFic or is it just green?

I'd like to read some lengthier serious-ish story, but I can't find much.
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>>29361874
>>29362362

no, but what do you think a pony would do if they saw this?
either someone actually doing this or just the animation, your decision
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6APZSfwcx4
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>>29362480
>"Mind if I watch, mister?"
"Sure! I'm playing chess against the best opponent I've ever had, if I don't say so. You're in for a show!"
>The old man gets up and scoots over to the other side of the table
"Oh, don't flatter me, please! I've never won against you."
>He returns to the other side of the table
"Ah yes, but I've never beaten you, either!"
>"If you don't mind, I'd also like to play against you."
>The old man almost chuckles, but then he sees the pony's cutie mark
>A rook, knight, bishop, and king, all in a row
>His lips stretch back over his false teeth in a devilish grin
"Prepare to get whipped, whippersnapper."
>The pony almost starts getting into the empty seat, but the old man gets up
>He scoots into the empty seat again
"Well hey, now! You can't just abandon a perfectly good match! Not unless you forfeit, that is..."
>One more time, he shuffles into his previous chair
"Don't you go makin' assumptions! I'll play through with you. Erm... sit tight, young'n. I'm feeling generous about how long you get to prepare."
>"Wouldn't miss this match for anything, Geri."
>The old man wonders for a moment how the pony knew his name without introducing himself
>He concludes that it must be friendship magic or something like that
>It's that or he's senile, and there's no way that someone this good at chess could be senile


Yes, that was a cheap shot to the feels. I'm not sorry.

>>29362408
I think that maybe a couple of authors do, but for the most part it's the pastebin.

Maybe we should make an official PiE fimfic group.
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>>29363039
just join and shitpost in the skype group and bookmark the pastebins for future reference
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>>29359986
Silly rareru, make a hole to show her butt
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pillowcase likes to ramp the hair scrunchy around her tail super tight against her butt when she's home alone so it forces her tail to hike involuntarily exposing her sensitive mare bits and making her feel like a naughty mare
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Nice thread
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>>29363561
>Make group a sekrit club circlejerk
>Complain that it's dead

I'm going to tell Celestia where you live..
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>>29363561
Skype groups kill threads. People use it instead posting here
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>>29364563
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>>29364872
>>29363561
You guys would be surprised how dead it is.
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no die
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>>29367382
>9
YOU HAVE TO GO BACK

For possible conversational material, would unicorn doctors be considered gods in the human medical field since muh magics?
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>>29368288
This is assuming Unicorns can break physics on Earth and their horns are more than just for show.
In that case, they can probably magically cure cancer and ass pull a cure for TB out of thin air. So, yes.
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Pillow Case has an online profile called PillowTalk where she erp's.
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>>29368288
I'd imagine that they're specialized like real doctors, especially since cutie marks. Cutie marks and horsenames also lead to the interesting scenario of only needing to look up somepony's field of expertise as confirmation.

"Paging Doctor Bare Bones to radiology."
"Paging Nurse Red Cell to the blood bank for blood type confirmations."
"Paging Doctor Distant Light to proctology."
>The phone in the PA booth rings from the office of the last unicorn that was paged
>"For the last time, I have a clause in my contract against performing intestinal exploration!"
"You're a specialist at incorporeal perspective-shifting, right?"
>"Yes!"
"That's the formal term for astral projection."
>"It is."
"Ass-tral projection isn't that much of a stretch. Go project into that ass."
>"You're the worst."
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>>29311159
Don't worry. It's turtles all the way down.
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>>29368560
I bet she talks about how soft she is
tail lifter
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pillowcase likes to lift her tail for discounts at princess auto
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>>29370719
>pillowcase likes to lift her tail
fixed
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>>29370829
Pillowcase is a sexy whorse
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>>29250078
Let me summarize how humans would react https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2wZN_h_AgI
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>>29368560
>>29370497
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>>29372454
>Be Anonomisi da Cuatrechana or some fake Italian shit like that
>Be in Venice during the Renaissance
>Spaghetti Stromboli pepperoni mama mia, et cetera
>Fluttershy da Equestria flies by
"Buon giorno, Fluttershy! How is your day, today?"
>"Hello Anon! I'm going to visit Michelangelo. He wants to use my wings as reference for one of his paintings!"
"Molto bene! I hope he can capture even half of your natural beauty!"
>"Oh, you charmer! I'd stay and chat, but he's waiting for me. Ciao!"
>You part ways with Fluttershy da Equestria
>Just then, you see it
"DEMON! UP IN THE SKY!"
>It flies on leathery wings and has sharp teeth
>Just like the ones in the paintings that the artists have been making up recently which have in no way influenced the public conception of what a demon should look like
>You throw a tomato at it
>The town guards see it as well and also throw tomatoes at it
>Everyone throws tomatoes and shouts about the demon
>The red demon falls to the street
>"I'm not a demon, you racist piles of guano!"
>It shakes off the layer of tomato goop, revealing a pony with sharp teeth and bat wings who is not red
>That red part was just the tomatoes
>Nevermind, it was just the bat pony fruit vendor on his way to work
>You throw another tomato just to be sure
>Italy has lots of tomatoes
>This one splats against the confirmed bat pony who only looks sort of like a demon
>"Dammit, Anon. I'm never selling you a mango again."
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>>29370719
>Pillow Case attempts to lift her tail for discounts at the pony car store
>Fails due to atrophy of tail-lifting muscles
>She's too pure and chaste
>Salesman thinks that's cute
>Sells her pic related at a discount
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>"Applejack, I can't take you grocery shopping with me again if you keep harassing the employees in the produce department."
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>>29373521
I love these little one off stories far too much.
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>>29373521
jesus fuck what are sides?
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>>29374943
I might very well be tempted to write some green of thistomorrow because it is late in britbong land
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>>29374019
>she twitches her earsies & blinks
>he hnnnng's
>reaches into desk drawer and pulls out a sheet of stickers
>there are flame decals, stars, smiley faces, and hearts
>tells her the 'customizations' will be gratis
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>>29375260
This is cute, goddamnit.

also, pg 8 bump
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>>29375260
>Casey realizes she needs insurance
>"What if I have an oops or get an ouchie?"
>Free bandaids and kisses to make it better
>Also a free new car if this one gets totaled
>They're only thirty bucks but it's the thought that counts
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>>29376650
>tow truck drivers are trained in the comfort arts when they're called for a distressed pony driver
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Would the princesseses have diplomatic immunity on Earth?
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>>29377171
I would doubt it
Even though they are rulers from another world/dimension/whatever, they still would have to follow our rules. It's like if a leader goes to another country, he/she cant carry out major demands or orders

Are there any greens of the princesses meeting one of our world leaders?
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Goodnight bump
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would pillowcases panties smell like tail or would her tail smell like panties?
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>>29377821
>ywn huff her panties and wear them like a surgical mask
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>>29377852
Lift her tail and tie her rump to your face with her tail scrunchy and banepost into her winking vagina
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>>29377903
lifting this tail off pg 9
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>>29269489
>>29268594
SOON
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>>29283689
Drawing her for Eppy was a fun time for me. I miss her too
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live
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>>29379733
But Rose gave Pinkie a flower to eat
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>>29380633
It's less about what's being eaten and more about what is eating.

Pones who don't know about hoers think that hoers is terribly deformed and retarded. The ones that do know about hoers are put off by their evolutionary cousins turning out the way they did.
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>>29380693
gorilla horses
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>>29379733
>"Y-you lost fair and square, Lily, now go over and ask it for directions."
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Question for you guys:
Which side would Equestria side with if they somehow became aware of Earth during the 2nd World War and more specifically which country?

I'd be interested in making a bit of green on the one you guys decide on
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>>29381342
It can also be as grimdark or light hearted as you want
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>>29381342
Soviet union ideologically, Great Britain culturally
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>>29381467
So, how about a little green of Celestia meeting Stalin?
Sound good?
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>>29381520
do it comrade, maybe another princess meeting Churchill?
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>>29381342
I am pretty sure they'd be utterly horrified and stay out of it altogether. If they involved themselves at all, I can imagine the Princesses offering to host peace talks and serve as impartial mediators. The Allies would respond in unison: "We demand unconditional surrender. We do not trust these horse creatures and believe them to be an Axis trick." Axis propaganda would denounce the ponies also.

And the war would go on, and the poners would sadly close off the portal to our world, because humans are just too violent and bloodthirsty. The end.
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>>29381692
Perhaps in the future, but Ill have to think of something different from her meeting with Stalin

Anyway here's the green:

>The solar monarch of Equestria sat in the wooden chair, lightly fumbling with her hooves, passing her time in the alien office
>Word of an unusual being in the Soviet Union's capital spread through its frigid streets like the great russian winters of Siberia
>Although originally put off by the unusual amount of militancy of the communist city, once an pony speaking human (who for some reason called ponyish “english”) told her where she was, she was slightly more at ease
>These so called “bolsheviks” celebrated the idea of everypony, no matter their size or position, should be treated equally
>It was a society of peace and strong work
>This ideology made it seem like everypony would be living harmonious lives but the looks of these humans worried her
>They walked with visibly similar attire, quickly trying to get to point A to point B
>The demeanor of gloom gave her memories of the crystal ponies before the activation of the Crystal Heart
>She was also told that this nation was just recently fighting something called “the fascist pigs”
>Celestia hadn't the clue of what ever “fascism” was
>She also found the idea of these people fighting hogs to be rather odd and unnecessary
>Wouldn't simple negations suffice?
>Even more that these people looked physically stronger than the average swine
>Regardless of this underlying issue that made her uncomfortable, she couldn't help but notice the sculpture on this leader’s desk
>Curious, the Princess’s horn illuminated with a sparkling yellow aura
>The small sculpture was engulfed in the same magical force
>With her powers she levitated it to herself to examine more closely
>The dark metallic figure was an adult male human with a balding head and a set of facial hair which ended at a sharp point beneath the chin
>Its gaze was stern and intimidating
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>>29382727
>Celestia frowned at the idea of such a menacing statue shooting daggers into somepony as they worked
>Taking a few more moments to look over the statue, her heart nearly shot out of her chest as the sounds of doors opening cracked behind her
>As quickly as she could, Celestia floated the statue onto the desk
>Standing and turning around she sighed in relief, knowing that the sight of a alien molesting your property wouldn't be the strongest first impression to make to another ruler
>Particularly one who had an unusual amount of pictures of himself scattered around the city in massive murals
>That was until she heard the thud of the statue falling face first with a solid thud
>She gulped and whispered to herself
“Nice one, Tia…”
>Staring at the engraved wooden doors, she watched as they were promptly opened by two men in uniforms
>Celestia found it odd that they only wore a grey and crimson uniform and not the traditional plate armor of the nations of Equestria
>Despite this, she was impressed by their synchronized movements as they precisely clicked their heels together and stood at each door’s side
>Another guard marched through the doorway, stopped, then barked
>“All stand at attention for the Great Father of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, and our dear Supreme Leader of the People, Joseph Stalin!”
>Celestia stopped herself from cocking an eyebrow at the rather grandiose titles
>The guard then promptly stepped to the side as a man in a bright white uniform walked into the office doorway
>Joseph Stalin stood there silently
>His fairly short stature would have deflated his presence as all of his guards were nearly a foot taller than him, but his intense gaze made him imposing, especially as he now examined the alicorn’s every detail
>The dictator’s thick mustache billowed as he inhaled sharply taking in Celestia's form, most notably her mane
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>>29382784
>He continued doing this, much to the princess’s displeasure, until he noticed her golden crown
>Seeing the regal symbol of the wretched bourgeoisie silently made his eye twitch
>His rage billowed inside him, in sharp comparison to his calm, yet intense demeanor
>Memories of him storming the Kremlin with Lenin and Trotsky flooded into his dark mind
>Grotesque and disturbing flashes of the sniveling Tzar, his pleading whore wife, and his crying children being butchered by him and his comrades danced in his head
>The room suddenly plunged into an intense cold as Celestia sensed the despicable energies that teamed from this man
>She hadn't felt this amount of evil since her conflict with the Dark King of the Crystal Empire
>This surpassed King Sombra’s fury in leaps and bounds
>Knowing that this “Stalin” was evil she carefully adjusted her footing and pointed her horn at the being before her
>The coldness of the room vanished as the bolshevik's face turned to a jolly smile
>“Ah, пpивeт (hello), my equine friend! Please sit!”
>Stunned by this impossible shift in negative energies she was frozen in shock
>She mouthed
“T-that’s impossible…”
>With a cheery chuckle he remarked
>“What is? Is it that I am I not surprised by your form? HA, don't worry I am! You need not worry, though. Now please, sit.”
>Still stunned that such energies went away in a blink of an eye kept her stiff
>“Our Leader has asked you to sit! SIT!”
>The angry bark of a guard snapped her awake
>Although bizarre, she hesitantly obliged obliges, her eyes keenly on Stalin
>Now seated, he made his way to the Princess
>His height would originally have to make him look up to the pony monarch, but now he only had to look down to his guest
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>>29382852
>Politely he reached out a hand to shake
“What is your title, кopoлeвcкaя шлюхa (royal slut)?”
>She no idea what he called her but it was probably some royal title
>Regardless, Celestia mustered every fiber in her body to form a smile and comply
“I am Princess Celestia, Royal Sister of the Kingdom of Equestria and the Goddess of the Sun. It is a...pleasure to meet you, Great Father of-”
>“Please call me by my first name.”
>Visibly cocking a brow at his informal attitude, she corrects herself
“Yes… Joseph.”
>With a nod and a smile, he turns to the tree guards
>“Leave us.”
>Celestia was just as shocked as the guards
>The three protectors quickly regained their composure
>The two by the doors turned to leave but the third remained
>Celestia noticed that he did not look as collected as Stalin raised a brow that he was disobeying his orders
>“Supreme Leader, she is a potentially dangerous creature I-”
>He was struck silent as Stalin raised his hand
>The princess shivered as the temperature dropped once more
>Calmly the bolshevik dictator asked
>“You have a wife who is with child, am I correct?”
>The guard was shaking, and barely holding it together
>“Y-yes, S-supre-”
>“Thank you, now leave us.”
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>>29382995
>Immediately he left, without a word
>As the door was closed, the temperature of the room returned to normal
>The Princess had no idea what just happened but she felt as if that man was going to be harmed
>She was about to ask what that was all about, but Stalin quickly moving to a cabinet silenced her
>Opening the glass door, he went through its contents until he found what he wanted
>Slowly he extracted a black wine bottle
>Taking the fermented grape drink in two hands, he presented it like a waiter in an italian restaurant
>“Would you care for a glass of Khvanchkara? It’s my absolute favorite, I think you'll like it.”

To be continued...

Hope you guys are enjoying it so far
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>>29383026
Not bad. Needs a bit of spell checking, but it's all right.
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>>29383589
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Odd nights and curious thoughts. I'll leave here a finished drawing :3
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>>29385573
This is very nice!
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>>29385573
Good job, man. Poncho Ponka a cute.
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>>29385573
dat's cute mang
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>>29267493
>>29374019
It's rush hour In Eastern Standard Time, at least, do itty bitty pony cars get stuck in traffic on their bike paths and sidewalks?
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>>29387742
>pony traffic
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>>29387742
Sometimes and they beep a lot. Sometimes humans get impatient and pick up the car with a pony inside, put a few meters away and give a smack in the rump to stop obstructing the path.
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>>29388670
Thats cute
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>>29388921
meep meep
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>"Anonymous, I ate all the alfalfa you had growing in your closet but I don't think it was alfalfa and do you have anymore?"
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>>29382587
Are sure that poners wouldn't be the ubermensch? A bunch of gods to a good amount of neo pagans.
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>What up
> go to your kitchen
>see a mess
>open the fridge to find 'insert poni waifu here'
>eating your dinner that took almost a month to prep
Wut do
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>>29390982
SHE ATE MY PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWHICH?
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>>29390982

>she smirks at you
>and asks
>"Does this refrigerator make my butt look big?"
>Fucking Sunbutt.
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>>29383026
Cont plz
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>>29388670
>Lots of beeping
>Pony road rage is as adorable as it is snuggly

>>29389705
"Dammit Roseluck, that was the good stuff. Just... stay there. You're gonna need a lot of snacks soon and Celestia ate the peanut butter and jelly sandwich."
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>>29392255
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>>29391018
>>29391670
Now she's in your laundry. Wat do?
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>>29393755
Film and use for blackmail possibilities.
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>>29394001

>"What's the camera for?"
"Blackmail."
>"Keep filming, I don't care."

She is quite flippant and seems not to be responding to your threats of blackmail. Now wat do?
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>>29394265
ask her if she needs any shampoo or conditioner
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>>29386733
But is that a real poncho or a Sears poncho?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6diCm4x3iRg
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>>29394265
Film anyway.
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>>29393755
>note that the washing machine seems to have poner-specific settings

Ask whether she has a preference in detergent brands, and whether she'd like some bleach.

Also note that you originally suggested she sit on top of the machine during the spin cycle, not climb inside it.

Also, resist the temptation to ask where the agitator is (that big rotating thing in the center that moves the clothes and keeps the water circulating, pic related) and just watch her smiling. Reflect on this and consider that she just might be more woman than you bargained for, hoers or no.
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>>29394455
>>29394743
>"No bleach, thanks. It's bad for the mane. Any old detergent is fine as long as it's not powdered."
"And why aren't you sitting on top of the washer like I recommended?"
>"Thats lood tho"

She's claiming her intentions are relatively innocent.

>>29394738
You continue filming. You can't tell if she has a tag with proper washing instructions from this angle.
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>>29395376
This sounds like Trollestia.

>she smirks and lifts her mane to show a fabric care tag sewn to the back of her neck
>"machine wash, warm water, gentle cycle, no bleach"
>of course
>you consider asking whether she can be dried in a dryer
>but decide against it
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Stop letting it die
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>>29397285
How so?
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>>29397285
I have the weirdest boner.
>>29398046
By posting some green, you nigger.
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>>29398049
>Be a little pony
>Be in Earth
>Some evil human boop me
"Stop please!"
>"No"
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>>29397285
Nah. Just do it.
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>tfw you will never be kidanon and look up swear words in the dictionary with you pony best friend
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>>29398058
"Well then I'll boop you!"
>"You can't."
"Why not?"
>"Ur short, you can't reach."
"True, but let me tell you a secret. Come closer."
>"K, wut."
"Closer..."
>"I'm really close, just tell me."
"Boop."
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Littlepip in Earth when?
I think it'd be interesting to see how she'd adapt to a world not as bad as hers but seems to constantly be on the brink of becoming like hers
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After the Yith illustration I'll do some PiE stuff
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pillowcase is a very very dirty mare
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>>29399216

Sub-fandom of a fandom is a really niche audience. I'm worried that we don't do enough stuff with canon characters.

I'm not saying it wouldn't be a decent story, just that I don't want to be the one to write it instead of the thing I'm already writing. I haven't even read the original Fallout: Equestria, so all I know about her character is:

1: She lived in an underground fallout Vault which was called a "Stable" because horse words.
2: She doesn't want to set the world on fire.
3: She just wants to start a flame in your heart.
4: #3 does not apply to males. She doesn't swing that way.
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>>29399943
Doesn't FOE feature the mane 6 in some way?
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Side fic I'm making for SPG. Anon and Muffins are prospectors in the middle of nowhere, Alaska, with winter coming on. Not slavery-heavy, really only a minor concept, so I thought I'd share its pastebin here.
http://pastebin.com/yKa25Jgt
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>>29385573
awesome
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>>29401151
We haven't had many stories involving her, anyone mind if I post this story in the thread?
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>ponies misunderstand human media constantly
>hunger games: a show about humans playing games about cooking for the number of people
>they are horrified by the truth
>band of brothers: a show about the everyday life of brothers and their wacky adventures
>they are horrified by the truth
>Hell's Kitchen: ponies think humans have an actual way into hell and the show is about the cooking the different recipes from hell, and are scared to watch it
>they thinks that Gordon Ramsay is from hell because he is so mean

i dont know, this was just something that i came up with while i was in class
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>>29402237
Ponies shouldn't be allowed to watch movies and tv shows about killing or swearing
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>>29402245
its not their fault, they are just so innocent and want to be friends so badly that they dont believe that we could make such awful things
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>>29401538
You'll hit bump limit (or near it) if you do. I would wait until next thread to do so.
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>>29401538
What HJ said. We're running out of space.

>>29401151
I'm partial to tank destroyers instead of self-propelled-guns. They just don't make sense for a front-line vehicle in maneuver warfare.

>Spoiler

[Autistic screeching] but yeah she's a nice horse
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>>29250078
I just had a quick chat with Lux about how to go about reviving PiE. We're thinking about posting a new PiE thread on the 14th of each month as long as there isn't already a PiE thread on the board. This is just preliminary planning, so we'd like your input on it. We haven't even had a full discussion in the Skype group yet.

Please respond in the strawpoll unless you have an idea that can't be said with a vote. A full-on discussion would 404 us really quick.

TL;DR
PiE threads every month on the 14th from now on?

http://www.strawpoll.me/12264837
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>>29402646
My fear about burnout is that the thread not being here most of the time will have the opposite effect, as people wont write/draw for a thread that's not here. I've said it in the skype group, and I'll say it again. Times have changed, and we do not need to be the most popular thread to survive anymore. We're stuck in the 2013 mindset that the thread has to be flooded with green to be a successful general. Look at all the cyoas and smaller generals that are mostly bumps. They're filled with bumps, but they survive AND they attract new people.

Secondly, how many of us ACTUALLY do PiE content when the thread isn't up? I know I draw Pilly Case, but that's mostly now because I like the character, not to prop up a thread. People like having people respond to their creativity. They're not going to write a story and wait however long they have to just to see if people like it.

I do agree that the OP could use some restructuring, though I'm not too sure what to replace it with. Suggestions would be nice.

For now though, lets just take it easy and not worry about the thread's speed too much.

No trip because I'm in bed and I don't feel like turning on my computer.
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Also, I'm thinking of doing a semi-chronological Pillow Case ask blog, set a month or two after her arrival on earth, where she's struggling to keep down a job. I'd be filling the gaps between the chapters, basically. I really like this idea because I'll be able to explore the characters and world more. My main problem is all the humans I'd have to draw, and my anthro isn't good enough to jump to humans yet.

Or another easier idea I could do could be a simple ask Pillow blog, but I'm sure that would get boring fast.

What do you guys think?
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>>29403297
Hell the damn umbra general is 50% -70% bumps
they still have good shit thou
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let's all just migrate to slave horse general since the location and general them is the same despite being 100x more sad
we can be the happier ones where ponies aren't slaves anymore or something I dunno
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>>29403343
I like the idea, myself.
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>>29402237
I want this to be a series of short greens
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Hello, pony
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>>29402646
>PiE thread on 3/14

Excellent.
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>>29404531
That was part of the idea, yeah. It was mostly so people could mark their calendar and expect PiE on that day.
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>>29405725
so should we let the thread die 'til the 14th of this month?
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>>29250078
What is this pony's name?
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>>29406378
Pillow Case
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pillow case a q t
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>>29407042
Indeed she is
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>>29407042
oh, tail lifter? ok thanks
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>>29406378
>>29407042
>>29409321
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Pillow Case doesn't need to lift tail for strangers because she clops.
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>>29409578
Pillowcase rents out her horsepussy for illegal immigrants
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>>29409754
Pillowcase lifts her tail for trump
>"TAILS FOR TRUMP FUCK NIGGERS" she cries! flagging her tail as stiff as she can straining her back and rump muscles desperately trying to show her love for the new president
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>>29409808
>just seeing him in the flesh makes her marehood tremble
>hearing the savior vow to keep the foreign hoards at bay leaves shivers down her spine
>oh what she wouldn't give to have him executively order foreign policy up her tight tail hole u-unf!
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>>29409825
>"o-oh fuck me Donald!! FUCK ME HARDER" she cries
>her legs buck involuntarily
>her back arches and writhes in tandem with her waves of rippling ecstasy
>her winking slit beats away, the arousal of it all leaves her tail perminantly hiked making her off balanced and leaving her stumbling down to her haunches
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>>29409836
>from the podium the president himself sees the struggling pony and flags down one of his personal staff
>"make sure that tail lifter is alright, I don't want any fake news about this later"
>pilly is taken on a stretcher to da horse hospital, limbs and body frozen in a heat induced rigor mortis
>her tail still locked in that perminant lift
>as she's laid down on a proper stretcher one of the aids hands her a note
>"if you were on the celebrity apprentice I would have definitely grabbed you by the pussy" -love theDonald
>she orgasms instintaniously
>there are no survivors
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>>29409856
>da horse hospital
>not horspital
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