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Royal Guard Mare Thread #20

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>ongoing
Brave and Vannie - http://pastebin.com/8E2vAnyi
Careful's Charge - http://pastebin.com/CkZbn3E6

>ded
Sniper Anon - http://pastebin.com/3eN6HitC
Feather Scarf - http://pastebin.com/u4HbciFL
Silver Star - http://pastebin.com/ggWTgWeK
Meadow Stockade - http://pastebin.com/kWgzxg5d
Copper Wing - http://pastebin.com/x8UJTEhz
Anon’s Regiment - http://pastebin.com/ruhuxiA6

>random
"Sir, Yes Sir!" - http://pastebin.com/9WeeGgq7
Duty Bound - http://pastebin.com/WfLZh5EW
Anon Pointedly Does Not Get Sex with a Guard - http://pastebin.com/zi1KcnVC
and two writefags I forgot to add last thread.
Sirdubs: http://pastebin.com/ZVfta6Ti
Spankybat: http://pastebin.com/Q7viBeuf
>Addressing some potential misinformation going around because of a recent shitpost plague, this thread is fine with stallions, and different species, so long as they are royal guards. Gay, gay themed, and/or gay centric prompts/stories are not approved here, go to Homo Horse Hangout for that. Side note to newfags coming in for the first time, the "Royal Guard" idea is a thread made to focus on allowing gay stories, the pastebin links they have are from this thread and do work, but they just stole them. There is only 5 or 6 of the fag posters still around so just ignore their existence when the show up for (you)s.
Previous thread: >>29206117
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Batpones suck
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>>29262261
That's a cute, lanky little guardmare.
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>>29262266
Your digits are the only reason you get a (you) faggot.
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>>29262261
Weird body proportions, but cuteish over all...even if it seems, off to me.
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>>29262261
Newfag to this thread, what story should I read first?
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>>29262354
Brave and Vannie, or Careful Watch. We get a few others but they ditched due to faggots shitposting. The two stories are pretty long though so have fun.
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>>29262354
The two ongoing are both really good. Carfull's charge is comfy as fuck. and Brave and Vannie is good at tugging at emotions.
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Bedtime bump. Hold until the other Anons wake up.
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>The cute guard mare that your "just friends" with (but secretly have a huge crush on) has been guarding your door for the last month.
>During idle chitchat you learn she has a party to attend after her shift but doesn't want to go all the way home to change.
>You talk her into just changing in your bathroom and leaving her armor there.
>After she leaves you take the opportunity to indulge yourself in the presently musky aroma from her still warm armor.
>She comes back early and walks in on you sniffing her armor and masturbating furiously in the bathroom.

wat do?
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>>29263024
"I am under a want it need it potions affect?
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[Spoiler]You know what's up[/spoiler]
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>>29262261
Where is her snout and why do her ears look like fortune cookies?
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>>29263246
With a fucked up spoiler like that yeah, Canada pone an me are going to the battlefield to fight the china pones that are invading.
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>>29263080
*audience laughs*
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>>29262261
>gay centric prompts/stories are not approved here
Why not? This is a Guard thread. Everything royal guard should be allowed. Don't like something others like? Then just ignore it.
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>>29263555
trips confirm you're a faggot
if you want gay guards go to hhh
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>>29263555
>royal guard mare
I'm ok with lesbians
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>>29263555
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>>29263024
>"DROP THAT ARMOR!"
>Like a deer in headlights, you comply.
>That disgusted scowl on her face pierces through you.
>"I don't even know what to say. But I can't believe you, Anon."
>"…I mean, my ARMOR? When I've been just in front of your door for months? What the hay?"
>Still shocked and ashamed, you stay silent.
>She walks up to you and just sits on your lap.
>"We could have been rutting this ENTIRE time, but you go out and do this instead?"
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delivery
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>>29264557
"that went better than expected"
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>>29265309
wow very nice.
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>>29265309
Really very nice, good work.
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>>29265309
They look fat.
Legs are really thick.
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>>29265309
Got a "better" version?
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>>29262261
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!?

WHERE IS THE FUCKING LEAF!
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>>29266153
Damm son, you're sick, and i like it.
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>>29264557
>"We could have been rutting this ENTIRE time, but you go out and do this instead?"
is that still a possibility or?
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>>29264557
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>>29263558
>>29263712
>>29263978
Its trips deserve to be checked, but don't respond past that to the shitposter guys.
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>>29265309
YEESSSSSSS! Now we just need some phantom Anon hands gropping them and trying to push them through.
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Bronclyn horse noises
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>>29265309
Sorry for being greedy but nsfw version when?
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>>29267313
Didn't plan on doing one, sorry.
Use your imagination
I like teasing
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>>29267385
nuts
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>>29265309
I would never be able to resist the urge to smack all four cheeks in one big swipe.
Or going all double butt bongos on them.
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Halt!
Stop scrolling.
This is a border checkpoint. Show me your numbers.

Singles: Innocent pony citizen, go through.
Even dubs: Filthy Griffin ratbird. You are under arrest.
Odd dubs: Saddle Arabian spy!
Trips: Element bearer or higher, go through.
Quads: My stars! Princess Luna. Step aside, plebs.
Quints: None other but Celestia herself!
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>>29268202
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>>29268202
You don't need to see my identification
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>>29268202
You're not the boss of me
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>>29266944
Fucking awesome! Also checked.
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>>29268202
This is not the human dick your looking for, you will ignore me walking into the guardmares bunk room, there is nothing to hear there.
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>>29268202
HAH, FAGS
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>>29268202
as you can tell, my papers are all in order sir, no dubs here.
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>>29268202
Don't hurt me!
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>>29268477
>>29268611
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>>29268611
Obviously a Saddle Arabian migrant not a spy.
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>>29268477
>>29268611
>>29268636
I ROLL TO SEDUCE
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>>29268202
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>>29268661
FAILED!
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>>29268202
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Just a reminder:
>Your Guard Nak will never lay on top of your prone body to shield you from a harsh winter storm
>Even though you're in your house
>Next to a roaring fireplace
>In your own bed
>Under 2 comforters
"Pema, that's enough. There's no way I could get frostbitten like this."
>"NO. YOU HAVE NO FUR. YOU ARE COLD. I WILL HELP."
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>>29269177
That sounds kinda adorable. And a good way to pass out from overheating.
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>>29269177
Are all quadrupeds on their planet just naturally this affectionate? I have a feeling it's not just ponies.
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>>29269264
Is this doubleP's image? Looks pretty similar to their style.
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>>29269264
They are hugging size.
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>>29269264
I like how Anon looks slightly miffed that he's snuggling Glimmer.
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>>29269264
Turtles aren't. They are more of a "imma sniff your leg when I think you're not looking, but touch me and I'm out of here" kind of deal
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>>29265309
t h i c
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>>29268202
Sup?
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>>29268202
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i apologize, for i spent the majority of today ripping and tearing
god i fucking love this game

>>29265309
L-LEWD
my writing does not deserve this kind of art, but i thank you regardless
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>9
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>>29268202
AM I BEING DETAINED?
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>>29269177
green when?
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>>29268202
Sure, here are my integers.
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>>29268202
Hello officers, I'm certain you will find no problems with me.
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>>29262261
>still fucking mad about the gays
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>>29263555
Dont worry op is just a faggot who got buthurt people wanted to change the name of the thread
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>>29263558
Then why does lesbian guard shit not belong in the lesbo thread
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>>29270833
You're gonna have to come with us
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>>29270890
Aw crap, I've been found out!
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>>29270890
>>29271025
Where the fuck did my picture go?
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>>29269271
yes I drew that

>>29270004
your story is great and the foundation of this thread. if you or careful stop posting, this thread would only be people arguing about gay vs no gay
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>>29270473
I've wanted to do one between chapters 2 and 3 of Careful. At my current rate that should be in... uh. 10 years.
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good morning /bat/
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>>29271771
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>>29271771
Now that I think about it, RGRE has a bat guard mare story too, if anyone is interested. The writefag said he's almost done with the next part some time ago. You'll find it there, I guess.
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>>29271800
>feeds mango
Who's a good bat?
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>>29271771
>>29272221
Fuck off to your own autism general.
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>>29268202
Sure..
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>>29261095

>>29271053
y-you too

>The guy in the front just nods at the two beside him, and they come around to the girls.
"Don't worry guys, I'll find us a way out somehow."
>Vannie nods, before slowly standing up and moving towards one of the guys.
>He throws some cuffs on her front hooves, which don't look like they'd do anything.
>She could always just fly away, or run off how a rabbit would.
>But whatever.
>As you watch Brave get cuffed, you're also sure that she could just break those if she wanted to.
>...But whatever.
>The last guy just walks up to you.
>"Get up."
>Taking care not to move around the spear still stuck in you, you're able to stand.
>At this point, you're pretty sure it didn't hit something vital, because you would've been dead a long time ago.
>And with the way that bastard twisted it, you'd imagine that even holding it still wouldn't do anything if it did.
>You're no doctor, but you're pretty sure this thing is inside your intestines.
>It's a terrifying thought, and it still hurts like hell, but again, at least you're still alive.
>And at this point, this spear is your leverage.
>Holding it with one hand, you limp and slowly walk with the guy.
>When you catch yourself from falling forward, it takes but one second for the girls to move by your side.
>The Griffons all jump up with their crossbows, until they see that you're just being helped out by them.
>Which still isn't much help, both being half your size, but you guess it's the thought that counts.
>While you're too busy walking on your torn up legs, the whole camp blows past you.
>And before you know it, you're staring down into the huge pit they have.
>All you can see from here is a bunch of metal, and some hole leading into someplace very dark.
>They waste no time going down, but insist on shoving you along in the front.
>It's so steep you're afraid you're just going to end up tumbling into the place.
>And the goddamn sand isn't helping.
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>>29273056
WHAT IS IT ALREADY
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>>29273091
Probably a mall or shopping center with a shitty sporting goods store inside it somewhere
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>>29273056

>>29273091
FIND OUT- RIGHT AFTER THESE MESSAGES

>The second the thought leaves your mind, a huge chunk of sand gives way, and you start sliding down it.
"OH SHIT!"
>Brave latches onto your arm, and Vannie dives in after you, all shooting towards the hole at the bottom.
>You try your best to fight against it, but you may as well be sliding on ice.
>The second before you fall into it, the spear smashes into the top of the entrance, shooting a wave of pain throughout your body and bending it at an odd angle.
>The floor gives away, and you fall into the dark.
>You move and land on your side, right onto something hard.
>It makes a few cracking sounds as you do, just as a goddamn terrible smell hits you.
>Your heart drops as everything sinks in..
>You quickly try to stand up, and hear something else crunch under your shoe.
"-GAH!"
>"-ANON WHERE ARE YOU?!"
>"CALM DOWN, JUST STAY STILL!"
>The second Vannie says that, a few lights come on from above.
>One of the first things you notice is all the new blood around your hands, and then exactly what you figured.
>Bodies.
>HUMAN bodies.
>They look all shriveled and mummified.
>You can only look on in horror, backing up until you're just by the wall.
>Brave and Vannie do the same against the other wall.
>Then from the hole, you see those three Griffons casually drop down and step past the bodies.
>One of them turns to you.
>"Hurry it up, prisoner."
>They move towards the other end of the room, into the more dimly lit area.
>You shake your head clear and push past the pain, slowly inching towards them.
>The girls reluctantly follow, hugging the wall of the other side and keeping the same pace with you.
>Meanwhile, your insides feel like they're on goddamned fire.
>And now, the spear is stuck at an upwards angle, like they stabbed you from above.
>Every single tiny movement is hell.
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>>29271800
>>29272158
>>29272221
Reminder this is probably one of the faggot shitposters
>29271771
don't respond.
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>>29271053
Yeah...that about sums it up here.
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>>29273453
Shouldn't the Gryphons like... help him or something? I mean Anon is obviously fucking hurt and I'm pretty sure no one is gonna benefit if he dies. Maybe get him to a fucking doctor?
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>>29273642
>still fucking mad about teh gays
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>>29273719
Birdcats have small brains. Don't question it.
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>>29273780
the gays are just that awful
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>>29273453
So...I wonder what the extinction event is, zombies, aliens, extreme flooding from climate change, nukes?
>>29274209
Don't respond to it man, it is fishing for (you)s, just report and ignore it.
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>>29273453
>mummified human corpses
But what are they wearing, do they have anything on them to help identify them?
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>>29274265
If the bodies are mummified there probably isn't much left on them to identify anything, whatever was left probably turned to dust or broke down to far to be identifiable as anything other than rags. if there was time for him to dig around them a bit and he finds some metal bits they could be military since that stuff is a lot sturdier and could be identifiable, if by shape if nothing else.
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>>29274227
>still mad
Admit it there is no reason to keep the gays out of the thread beyond your buthurt. Calling everybody who disagrees with you a troll is pretty fucking pathetic.
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9bump
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>>29270851
Guard
>Mare
Thread
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>>29273453
but the real question is, what flavour is the human jerky?
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>>29275143
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bump from 9
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>>29273453
>still holding out

Your being mean I'm taking my toys and going home.

This is my home
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>>29277131
sorry, sorry anon. i have raped all the demons now, so i will get back to writing
probably
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>>29277164
>maybe more than 2 replies in one night?
DON'T SPOIL ME NOW
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>>29277179
He's too seasoned to fall for reverse sarcasm
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>>29277237
Did it sound like I wasn't happy? Cuz I am.
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>>29273453
The amount of shit you are making anon do while having a spear lodged into his organs is bs. No human could possibly be functioning well enough to walk in those conditions after the adrenaline is gone.
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>>29277341
Well you gotta consider this has only been a few minutes at most that has passed since the stabbing. As long as the thing isn't pulled out it can act as a plug to keep most of the blood in the wound. The internal bleeding could be a problem after a while though.
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>>29277341
fun fact: a stab wound to the intestines takes a pretty long while to do anything, even if it manages to cut some stuff up
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>>29277341
>>29277164

Yeah, those gryphons better have some magic healing crystal bullshit handy if they want to keep Anon conscious much longer.

He'll need something to close the holes in his intestines, side, and leg. And at the very least a bag of plasma unless you're cool with anon fainting soon.
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>>29273719
>>29274201

They should have at least taken the spear out of him, if for no other reason than to prevent the obviously crazy monkey man from ripping it out of his side and using it against them.

But the birdbrains aren't smart enough for that.
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>>29277775
Too be fair, that spear is probably the only thing holding his guts in. You don't know much about stab wounds do you?
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>>29277785
Considering the amount of punishment Anon's taken already and still being on his feet, cartoon physics must be in effect.
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>>29277164
But what happened to the gryphoness he made into his personal rape slave and cart puller?
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>>29277803
Nah, if the spear was twisted and Anon keeps the pressure on it, you can keep going for a while, not long mind you. But he does have a chance.
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>>29271800
>>29272221
Luna loves you, special bat!
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>>29262375
Not all of us left. I keep finding things wrong with my story so I'm rewriting it from the ground up before I continue where I left off with guardsmare Derpy joining.
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>>29278877
Looking forward to it
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>>29268202
I GO THRU PLS LOL
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>>29275143
>>29275971
>Dat question
>DAT filename

Kek
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>>29279727
Her eyes are straight. Somebody is about to get their muffins kicked in.
Also, thank you for the color scheme of her armor.
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>>29273453

aaand i fell asleep

>You limp over to the catbirds, and once the girls get past the bodies, they run over to you.
>"Anon, are you okay?!"
>You look at the enormous stick stuck in you.
>Then all the new blood around the spot.
"Y-yeah, I'm peachy."
>Brave turns over to the Griffons.
>"You can't just leave him like this! He needs to go to a hospital!"
>"That's not part of the deal. He can last a few more minutes, I'm sure."
>They just look at you, clearly freaking out about your condition.
>But imagine how you feel?
>The whole tip of the spear is practically buried inside of you, and the way it's made, if you try pulling it out, everything else will come out with it.
>And that scares you for obvious reasons.
>"Hurry it up, prisoner!"
>The girls, seeing how fruitless it is not to comply, just stick by your side and help you over to the catbirds.
>Now right under a light, you see what they're looking at.
>A bulky metal door.
>And in the corner beside it, you can see another corpse.
>But what catches your eye here is the metal around it.
>Casings on the ground, and sitting right on his lap is freaking GUN.
>And right in his hand, a pistol.
>How did the Griffons miss that?
>Or maybe they just don't think it's anything useful.
>With those weapons, that clothing the other Griffon was wearing might have been from this guy.
>Which means the others...
>You turn back around, looking again at the other bodies.
>All gathered beside each other, no personal items of any kind.
>Christ, what the hell happened here?
>When you look up, one of the catbirds are messing around with something beside the door.
>Once they move, you see a simple hand on some device.
>Holy hell, it's a hand print lock.
>Or something like that.
>Just like in the movies.
>"Hurry it up!"
>You take one step, feeling another surge of pain going right through you.
>"Look, he needs medical attention! Help him!"
>"He isn't getting anything until that door's open!"
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>>29280024
let's unleash a miasma of death upon the griffons
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>>29280024
>Staring at the device in front of you, you doubt it would even work.
>They pulled you all this way because of this thing, but if it's military, how the hell would YOU have access?
>Not only that, but with this kind of tech, you were probably already gone before this was made.
>You wipe your hand free of blood and gently place it on the device.
>A little line dimly scans it back and forth.
>For a moment everything's silent.
>And then it glows green.
>At the top, it says, "Welcome, Anonymous Jr."
>What the hell?
>How, how did you-
>"It's- it's opening!"
>The door beside you hisses, makes a few clacking noises, then slowly opens to the side.
>On the other side of it, there's a hallway and another door.
>A Griffon pushes past you and steps into it.
>The other two quickly follow and hop in.
>As they do that, you quickly move over to the corpse and grab the slightly scratched up thing in its lap.
>"Anon? W-what are you doing?"
"No idea."
>You inspect the weapon a bit, then find the magazine release on the right side.
>As it pops out, you jump a bit and with your other hand grab it.
>It's completely full.
>With a smile on your face, you pop it back in and pull back the little bolt thing you recognize from a lot of games.
>You spot the safety, which is already set in full auto.
>With a shake of your head, you hold it up and turn to the girls.
"Cover your ears."
>Vannie opens her mouth, then immediately complies when you aim it at the Griffons.
>Well, it's time to see what this does.
>"Prisoner! Hurry it up!"
>One Griffon turns around and stops dead in his tracks.
>Before he can react, you impulsively pull the trigger.
>As you suspect, a loud crack comes out of it, and you're knocked back a bit.
>The Griffon ahead of you now has a few holes in his armor, and is on the ground.
>You adjust yourself and aim at the others.
>You pull the trigger again, watching loads of casings fly out of the side.
>They drop quickly, and you immediately stop, a ringing in your ears.
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>>29280221
>>As you suspect, a loud crack comes out of it, and you're knocked back a bit.
i thought it was a fucking pistol shit
what kind of rifle is it
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>>29280221
RIP AND TEAR UNTIL IT IS DONE!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6BbvCC0VI0
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>>29280463
>not BFG division
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>>29280221
Isn't this supposed to be taking place hundreds of thousands in not millions of years in the future?

How are those rounds even functional, let alone a rifle that probably wasn't cleaned after it was used and was left to set with byproducts from spent powder in it?

I've been wondering for a while where your trying to go with this.
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>>29280490
Considering they excavated it I'm imagining it was a sealed chamber or something.
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>>29280517
Even a small amount of moisture could ruin ammo over about 100 years, and that still wouldn't account for corrosive byproducts that end up in a weapons after firing.
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>>29280571
I think that at this point in the story it is safe to assume that Anon is wizard and he ain't gotta explain shit. Otherwise he has enough explaining to last a lifetime.
Pic semirelated
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>>29280571
It's magitech futuristic ammo and weaponry. There.
That's also how Equestria came to be, humanity tampering with forces beyond their understanding or control.
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>>29280590
>>29280616

There were a few stories that tried to roll that way when people pointed out inconsistent plot elements a number of years ago in AiE, and thats how we ended up with diaries of a madman, over a millions words and most of it filler and shit.
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>>29280221
im half expecting some hulking cybernetic monster of a man to be in stasis there thats going to wake up now that the doors been opened or something
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>>29280463
>>29280487
>Not Flesh and Metal
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>>29280908
BFG division is superior
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my little pony is for little girls that grow up to shoot up a school not 13-80 year old people that dont have a job and eats dog food so they dont have to buy "REAL HUMAN FOOD" makes your breath smell like cat piss and dont do anything with there lifes. DO SOMETHING WITH YOUR LIFE
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>>29280951
Your post reads like you're high on crack cocaine, why don't you go rob a liquor store or complain about reparations.
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>>29280571
Well as this anon said >>29280616

We never really specified what type of gun it was and not even anon seemed to recognize it so it's probably some future gun that's made of plastic or some shit.
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>>29280221
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>>29262261
>The sensitive OP is still asshurt over something that happened almost THREE MONTHS AGO
>So hurt that he still feels the need to cry in the OP that every single Guard thread that doesn't have the Mares-Only rule is just a gay shitpost thread
Seriously, how autismally homophobic can you get? Because behavior like yours is just plain retarded.
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>>29280221
POP POP POP WATCHIN' NIGGAS DROP.

Keep up the good work blu. Godspeed.
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>>29281236
>le homophobe maymay
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>>29280221

finally had my wisdom teeth taken out
kill me please

>>29280571
well i did the research i could, but obviously there was no clear answer to "could a gun survive millions of years"
i didnt think of the corrosive shit, but the deal here is that the place is airtight and without moisture, hence the people being all mummified and shit instead of just spooky scary skeletons. figured that would make it enough
but if anything, 3D printed guns have already been made.

>The girls move their hooves from their ears when you lower the gun.
>And as they do, you feel a little lightheaded.
>-AND, on top of that, you can barely hear anything.
>Everything being metal, the sound really bounced around.
>Vannie moves up to you and talks, but you can't hear much but muffled noises.
>Brave looks over at the Griffons, lying on the ground, then talks to you too.
"I-I can't hear what you're saying."
>They look at each other, then both turn towards something at your right.
>Once you do, you spot the other two armored Griffons pouring in.
>Before you can bring the gun back up, you see a bolt flying towards you.
>And it nails you right in your gut.
>You unsteadily hold the weapon and unload in their direction.
>They quickly fall, as you do.
>You can't hear what the girls are saying, but they're clearly panicked.
>They run up to your side, talking to you and to each other.
>But you still can't hear any of it.
>You look down at the second thing now stuck inside of you.
>Fucking hell.
>Vannie talks to Brave, then quickly flies outside.
>Brave just sits beside you, inspecting everything with a hoof on your hand.
>You don't really know what she's saying, but you recognize few of her words.
>'Everything will be okay'.
>At this point, you doubt it.
>You wipe some sweat from your forehead and bring her into a hug.
"I'm sorry about all of this."
>She looks up at you, then gently kisses your cheek.
>Instead of talking, she just rests her head on your chest.
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>>29282048
>finally had my wisdom teeth taken out
Eh, I had mine taken out when they were still inside. They cut open the gums and split them in two before pulling them out. They wouldn't come out otherwise because they were growing horizontally. Yeah, fun times. It gets better after a day, just take some painkillers.
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>>29282048
I have two wisdom teeth that have fully grown in with no problems and a third on the way.
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>>29282048
Shit nigger, better fucking hope there's some pretty advanced medical tech in this facility and at least some semi-intelligent and still functioning machines to perform it.

Otherwise he ded.
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>>29281463
Don't respond to it, just report the faggot shitposter and move on.
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>>29282048
Ouch, ggod luck with the teeth thing, that's gotta suck.
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>>29282048
GET HIS ASS INSIDE AND CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR!
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>>29282048
I swear to fucking, Blu. If this becomes like the green in SiM thread, I'm gonna love you.
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>>29282818
I am disappointed Blu would associate in that shit hole, please don't elaborate.
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>>29282818
never been, so you may not love me for long
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>>29282866
Devil dubs imply bassness.
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>>29282149
christ, that sounds terrible
one of mine was the same way, practically making a damn 90 degree angle
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>>29282866
My mistake then, because there's a second bluebird who just finished a green there.
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>>29282866
No, you have green? Me love you long time.
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so, we have loads of blu, but where the hell is careful?
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>>29284373
DED
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>>29280221
Everyone is talking about the guns but no one is talking about how Anon is LITERALLY THE CHOSEN ONE because he was able to open the door. Surely the army couldn't have only relied on one person? Are there others? Did they all die and he's the last one? Why are there so many bodies down there? What's in the vault? SO MANY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS.
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>>29284419
>SO MANY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS.
And likely to remain unanswered when he bleeds out or dies of infection.
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>>29284427
or both.
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late night bump with late night action
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>>29284901
>No stallion guard on mare guard action
>lesbians
>>29253962
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>>29284946
There is a difference between dykeshit and mares putting on a show for their man to throat fuck them, piss off faggot you hold nothing of value here.
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>>29282048
Hide in the room with Brave! Let the bat go, leave it to it's fate
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>>29284427
>implying there isnt some super advanced medbay plot magic device in there
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>>29285401
>Anon becomes Iron Man.
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>>29285411
He's worm food anon.
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>>29285888
Because the high-tec military facility hidden deep underground definately wont have a medical room
>sure, jan
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>>29285903
This is blue your talking about.
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>>29285960
hey, i only killed two anons, anon
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>>29285977
oh. Well if that's the case i guess everything is fiiiiine~
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>>29282048
>...
>It's fine.
>Everything will be okay.
>Anon will be okay.
>You'll all be okay.
>You keep your head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat.
>A sense of dread washes over you when you look down at his injuries.
>You feel just so hopeless...
>First aid won't cut it here, he needs surgery.
>And you don't know surgery, you don't have tools.
>Anon is slipping away, and you can barely do anything about it.
>Looking up at him, he's obviously in pain.
>He seems kind of pale, he's sweating quite a bit.
>And what are you able to do?
>Just sit here and cry.
>Why did you come out here without a plan?
>If you had just come a little bit later, he wouldn't be here.
>He wouldn't have had to save you both... and end up like this.
>You can feel more tears falling down your face.
>A lump in your throat.
>This is your fault.
>This is all your fault.
>The most important one in your life, just slipping away.
>You can hear those shuddery breaths of his.
"I... I'm sorry Anon. I'm so... so sorry."
>He can't even hear you.
>He got hurt saving you again.
"I'm sorry Anon. P-please, please forgive me!"
>The first and only one to care for you.
>The kindest, most gentle being you've ever met.
>...The only one you've had feelings for.
>Your sniffles and whimpers come out without restraint.
>You can't control your breathing, or swallow the sadness.
"I'm s-s-so sorry, A-Anon. You don't deserve to be here. I-it should b-be me."
>He picks his head up and blinks, before gently taking your helmet off.
>"Shhh, it's okay Brave. It's okay..."
>He runs a hand gently through your mane.
>You feel you have so much to say.
>So much to do...
>He can't be taken away from you like this.
>It's not fair.
>You desperately lean into his hand.
>It's not fair...
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>>29286097
I would totally accept an ass pull that a medical droid shook to life, came out of nowhere, and healed Anon right now.
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>>29286097
>You listen to his heartbeat.
>It's getting slower.
>No, no, this can't be happening.
"Anon?"
>His head dips, but he keeps it up.
>Then he turns to his side and throws up.
>"Christ..."
"Don't worry Anon, j-just stay with me!"
>He faintly nods.
>His eyes look tired.
>This can't be happening.
>This can't be happening!
>He zones out a bit, then refocuses on you.
>Weakly, he continues to brush your mane.
>"S'okay..."
>And where the hay is Vannie?!
"-SOMEPONY, ANYPONY, PLEASE HELP! PLEASE!"
>You wait for a few seconds, but get nothing.
"PLEASE! SOMEPONY IS HURT!"
>Still no response.
>No indicator that help's on the way.
>Looking back, Anon's slowly slumping to the side, trying to stay awake.
>You hold his cheeks in your hooves and try to get his focus.
"Look at me, Anon! Anon, look!"
>He does for a second, before returning the gesture.
>"Sorry."
>His eyes fight for a second, then finally close.
"-No."
>His head droops to the side.
"-NO!"
>You shake his shoulders.
"Anon, ANON WAKE UP!"
>No response.
"ANON, PLEASE! PLEASE WAKE UP! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!
>You can hear some commotion outside.
>Vannie probably couldn't find help.
>They're coming for you, next.
>But you don't care.
>You just care about him.
"ANON! STOP IT! STOP, PLEASE!"
>You yell at the top of your lungs.
>You don't care.
>It doesn't matter.
>Nothing matters anymore.
>Not when the only one who mattered to you is gone.
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>>29286227
It's over anon. Don't make it harder on yourself. Just hope for the girls safety.
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>>29286286
Welp, he's dead.

There's goes Brave's first lover.
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>>29286286
at least he managed to kill quite a bunch of griffons but still he only got to kiss brave once and vannie didn't even get anything. this is the true tragedy.
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>>29286286
IT WAS ALL JUST A BAD DREAM PLS
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>>29268202
Bitch move
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>>29286286
this is what happens when people shitpost about Brave or Vannie being left behind, good job guys
but blu it's just a prank right?
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>>29286286
ok now hear me out.
All the humans there are Anon, the bunker recognized him because there only is Anon and they are all previous iterations of Anon who died in a similiar way by being captured by griffons and they all had similiar hot royal guards accompany them. All of this for the sole purpose of [REDACTED]
Vannie meanwhile found another dead vannie
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So let me get this straight. Every single guard under the Princesses' rule are females only because they only want females, yet they have no problem at all with Anon the male working with the female guards just like that?
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>>29286337
ITS JUST A PRANK BRO
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>9
Don't die
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>>29287039
Or do so the people on /mlp/ can create a proper Guard general where everything that is related to guards are allowed.
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>>29286286
>...
>Gliding through the air, you feel your wings barely able to push through the resistance.
>But you can't stop now.
>You can't.
>Hay if you're going to let Anon go on your watch.
>The camp you and Brave left behind just passes by you.
>And you continue to push on.
>You can feel your wings moving around slightly, bending against the air.
>But still, you push on.
>You used to enjoy casually flying sometimes.
>When everypony would go out doing their own thing.
>Just a few hours, just to soar around the place, enjoy your time.
>Now you wish you would have flied more.
>Trained yourself to be built for speed.
>The wind dries out your eyes, forcing you to squint the entire time.
>You can't even tell how fast you're going.
>Like it's all just endless, and you're not going anywhere.
>You shake your head free of those thoughts and focus.
>You'll make it.
>You just have to go faster.
>FASTER!
>ANON IS COUNTING ON YOU!
>You feel everything tense up, and you keep moving forward.
>Soon enough, you spot two dots in the distance.
>You're quickly reminded of what those two dots are, but you don't care.
>They move past rather quickly, making you feel confident in your speed.
>If you're already here, that means-
>You can spot the portal nearby.
>Your heart skips a beat.
>But you know you're not out of it yet.
>You charge towards the blue glowing box up ahead, giving everything your all.
>But as the light gets closer, you feel yourself starting to wobble a bit more.
>So as the portal gets near, you try to move and slow yourself do-
"-GAH!"
>A snapping noise fills your ears, and a sharp pain shoots through your body.
>You try to glide, but the pain of going any further forces you towards the dirt.
>The landing isn't smooth, and you end up crashing into the ground.
>You're sent tumbling into the portal.
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>>29287094
I bet she got shot or something. At least she made it to the portal.
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>>29287094
>anon dies
>vannie dies alone
welp I guess the time had to come that blue made the 'other' side of the thread happy too
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>>29287185

So many unanswered questions...
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>>29287185
>brave is tortured to death.
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>>29287215
>implying she won't go out in a blaze of pure rage filled glory, riddled with crossbow bolts
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>>29287094
>>Hay if you're going to let Anon go on your watch.
TOO LATE
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>>29287094
>The first thing you see on the other side is a bunch of eyes, before smashing into the main entrance door of the bathroom.
>You wince and try not to move anything, the searing pain in your wing being too much to bear.
>While your vision steadies, the sound of hooves moving over echos through the room.
>"Van Guard? What has happened? Where is everypony else?!"
>If the voice doesn't tip you off, the big blob of dark blue in front of your face tells you that you're speaking to Princess Luna.
"The Griffons STABBED him! He needs help!"
>You can hear the other ponies gasp, while your vision finally adjusts.
>The second it does, you shrink.
>The look on Luna's face...
>She smashes her hoof into the ground, sending shards of the floor around the place.
>"FILTHY VERMIN!"
>Your ears practically retract back into your head.
>That was louder than that thing Anon used...
>Luna's horn charges up with a very loud hum, and she disappears.
>For a moment you're left just stunned, same as Minuette and Gold, whom have shrunk into the floor.
>The pain in your wing makes itself known again, and you wince.
>"Oh hay, we need to take you to the hospital!"
>You quickly shake your head and readjust yourself from the tumble.
"I want to make sure Anon's okay, I need to go back!"
>Minuette shakes her own head.
>"No, I'm pretty sure Princess Luna's going to do something about it. YOU need medical attention!"
>Before you can refuse, you're picked up into air by her-
"-Fine! I can walk!"
>She looks over at Gold, then hesitantly drops you.
>When the bent door to the bathroom opens, you glance at your wing.
>-Oh hay, it does look really bad...
>"Come on, before it gets worse!"
>A hoof on your rump makes you yelp and practically fly outside.
>"-Sorry, sorry!"
>Sheesh, and her hoof was really cold.
>You allow them to move forward, hanging in the back.
>You pause and turn back to the bathroom.
>It's okay, it's okay.
>He'll be alright.
>...He has to be...
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>>29287408
>>Luna's horn charges up with a very loud hum, and she disappears.
OH SHIT, ANGRY HORSE DEMIGOD INCOMING
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>>29287408
BEST PRINCESS 'BOUT TO GO TO WORK
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>>29287408
>>29287461
Well, at the very least I think Luna is going to be impressed that he at least took a good handful of them with him into the cold embrace of death.

Pretty good for a guy with no training or experience.
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>>29287475
>Best princess about to go to work and show everyone how much she loves someone's OC
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>>29287475
>ponies
>with human weaponry
TRIGGERED
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>>29287493
>Anon
>someone's oc
uh sure, i guess?
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>>29287475
REMOVE!
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>>29287507
Normally I would be too. But those damn hips are sublime.
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>>29287478
Humans are surprisingly stubborn in the face of death.
Especially when put there by another.
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>>29287408
>...
>You give Anon another two breaths, then move back to compressions.
"Come on Anon. C-come on, stay with me!"
>Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen...
>You focus on counting, trying to ignore the crushing feeling of despair that's currently gripping your body.
>You know you can still save him, you're still within the time limit.
>But every second that passes, you feel yourself quickly growing more and more anxious.
>While you push on his chest through the armor, you start to think of the things you didn't say.
>Hay, you didn't even tell him your true feelings.
>You didn't tell him how much he meant to you.
>How big of a change he's been in your life.
>The joy you feel just seeing his face, being around him...
>You didn't say any of it...
>"-MS. BRAVE! WHERE ARE YOU?"
>The voice you hear instantly clicks in your head.
>Princess Luna?
>...PRINCESS LUNA!
"PRINCESS, I'M IN HERE! PLEASE, HELP!"
>Not a second later, a bright flash appears just before you, and thank Luna herself, she's right there.
>She looks over at Anon and his injuries, wearing the most terrifying expression you've ever seen.
>It takes a few seconds, but her horn charges into a really bright light, and when you blink, you're surrounded by white walls.
>You immediately recognize it as a hospital.
>A-A HOSPITAL?!
>All the ponies that are around you, some nurse walking by spots you and immediately starts shouting.
>"I NEED SOMEPONY'S HELP HERE!"
>A few more nurses in the hallway look in your direction, then quickly gallop towards Anon.
>I-is... is this really happening?
>Though you know none of it's over, just being out of that place, somewhere where you can have hope...
>You turn towards Princess Luna, and she just gives you this small, reassuring smile.
>"I'll make sure he's treated just as I would be."
>You jump up and hug her.
"Th-thank you, P-Princess Luna!"
>She actually returns the gesture, then quickly breaks away.
>"No need to, Ms. Brave."
>Her face darkens.
>"I'm not done yet."
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>>29288588
>"I'm not done yet."
Oh boy.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=_pWdEGrYh7U
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>>29288588
MOTHERFUCKER WHAT IS THE FACILITY
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>>29288588
Welp...Luna is gonna break a bitch. Hmmm she is taking this awfully personally to be going this far. I wonder if she has a thing for Anon as well, I bet Vannie told her all about him.
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>>29288588
>disrepair already fully set in
Don't you do this to me.
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>>29288635
Anon needs to dick his two guard horses he can't die!
please don't blue my heart can't take it
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>>29288736
Yeah, he seriously needs to fuck the shit outta them before he dies.
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>>29288736
Blue said he won't stop before fug. but two female guard ponies can fug. Just not as well.
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>>29288759
It is physically impossible for them to fug.
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>>29288786
Very true, MOONHORSE, DO SOMETHING!
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>>29288786
Breed the mares
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>>29288588

>>29288630
IN DUE TIME ANON

>...
>
>...Fucking hell.
>Oh god, everything hurts.
>Your eyes slowly peel open, like you've had them closed for centuries.
>The sunlight in your face makes you wince.
>You instinctively block it with your right hand, noticing something stuck inside of it.
>What the hell is that?
>With squinted eyes, you try to look around.
>"...Anon?"
>"-A-ANON?!"
>Before any of the noise around you can register, a white and a grey blob comes into view.
>Then, a set of blue and green, looking right at you.
"Ugh, whasgoin on?"
>You take a moment to blink away the sleepiness, then look around.
>The beeping noise on your side grabs the most attention.
>You slowly start to make sense of things.
>And in a second, you're hugged by both of them.
>After a few seconds of blinking, your eyes finally adjust to your surroundings, and the two in front of you.
"Uh... who are you two?"
>Almost immediately, they both tense up, then look at you.
>"W-what?"
"Who are you?"
>They just stare at you, disbelieving and completely speechless.
>"...I..."
>A smile crosses your face.
"Ah, I'm only kidding. Get over here."
>You pull them both into a hug.
>Brave quickly tears up, a small frown on her face.
>"Th-that's not funny, Anon."
"Ah, too soon?"
>Vannie nods.
>"Way too soon."
>She sighs, and hops on top of the bed with Brave.
>"I'm just glad you're alright, though..."
>They make themselves comfortable, nuzzling around your neck and chest like happy kittens.
>And while you enjoy the cuddliness, your gaze keeps turning to all the wrappings and bandages around you.
>You can feel a lot of it where you remember getting stabbed and shot.
>And of course, it's all sore as hell, hurting only when the girls adjust themselves.
>But hell, you don't care.
>Just being with them again is enough for you.
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>>29288823
Nice clutch there blue.
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>>29288823
FUCK YEAH! I still want to know what Luna did though.
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>>29289065
She's 'bout to pop some caps
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>>29289065
>comes back with several bolts in her flank.

>Is but a flesh wound
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>>29289246
I hope anon gets to keep the gun
"Luna, have your finest engineers duplicate this for me with thousands of the small things inside as well
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>>29289347
>Bring guns into equestria.
As much as I love guns it's best they stay in the past.
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>>29289398
I dont think the gryphons agree...
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>>29288823
>>Brave quickly tears up, a small frown on her face.
>>"Th-that's not funny, Anon."
daww
be nice to the mares you faggot
you scared the fucking hell out of them
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>>29284388
I'm alive just lazy
I keep promising myself I'll start doing 1000 words a day. it'll stick at some point I'm sure.
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>>29289557
You're good, mate. Just lather it on us when it's ready.
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>>29268202
What's up my dudes?
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>>29268202
n-nothing to see here, officers
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>>29289765
Move him through.
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>>29289065
Blow up some tents, scatter the survivors, and call in the guard to capture the area so they don't come back.

Then maybe look around at what anon already did going "holy shit." Dude left what, a dozen wounded or dead back there?

Oh, and hopefully her, Brave, Vannie, and Anon go scrub their coats off really well and start on a nice cocktail of Potassium Iodine, Prussian Blue, and maybe DTPA after visiting "badlands" that are still hot.
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>>29288823
so sweet, the best thing is that Anon can now spend his time recovering with them cuddling and there is only a 25% chance of death by brave hugs
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>>29289765
Anon needs to have role play sex with careful
"guard! AT attention!"
>careful does a little march in place and spins before holding
"NIGHT INSPECTION SOLDIER! ASSUME FORMATION!"
>careful snaps face down ass up with her tail flagged as stiff as it can go
>her winking pussy pulsates in rhythm with anons advancing march, straining her red panties in all the right ways
>anon leans down between her rump and takes a deep inhale of her musk
>anon has to "punish" her for failing inspection
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>>29289963
Yeah Anon dropped about 12 dudes while he was out an about. But why the radiation cleaner? They weren't in any contact with the stuff. The badlands cooled, otherwise the griffons wouldn't have been able to set up camp where they were.
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>>29289974
When Anon goes down on her he is going to NEED to have Vannie keep her legs spread, otherwise Anon might loose his head between those juicy thighs.
>>29289975
U-unf, muh dick.
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>>29289975
nice
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>>29286097
>Why did you come out here without a plan?
Good question.
>If you had just come a little bit later, he wouldn't be here.
>He wouldn't have had to save you both... and end up like this.
Yep.
>This is your fault.
>This is all your fault.
It is. Glad there is some self conciousness left in the retard show this has been with how bad those two were at their job
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>>29288588
Okay, wait.
So Luna sent 2 lone guards, one of them not even being under her jurisdiction, through an anti-magic portal leading heavens know where, to chase after a bunch of Griffons. All the meanwhile she was perfectly capable of teleporting herself across the entire fucking continent, with pinpoint accuracy to the hidden site that nobody knew the location of. Then do the same thing backwards, with passengers in tow. Then presumably again back there, with a way out. Oh and the 3 of them apparently were still in the bathroom after like 36 hours, waiting for the plot to catch up. But with no reinforcments that a Princess of Equestria could muster in that time.
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>>29290136
Shuuuush
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>>29290149
THE TRUTH CANNOT BE SILENCED
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>>29290188
While true...uh. I got nothing else. Well other than Vannie being the only one through the portal my guess would be Luna needed someone to be a beacon for her to home in on, Anon is magic resistant, and she used Brave as a waypoint.
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>>29290228
She may have also been naively hoping for a diplomatic solution rather than going in herself. Until she saw how badly things were going.
She's smart enough to know they wanted anon alive for something. and a princess going into battle or to negotiations could be more interpreted as an act of war than a few guards being captured or even killed.

Perhaps the teleporting is far harder on her than she's letting on and honestly may be in danger going into battle so worn out.

As far as their location. When anon passed out. If he even had a tiny part of a dream she could have had a vague location of it. She would have already had a location pinpointed close by from when they camped out, but again hoping for a diplomatic solution to please her sister.
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FUCKING DEUS EX MACHINA YOU FUCKING NORMIES
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>>29290435
roooooo
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cutie momma moon is gonna push some shit in.
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remove cat bird
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>>29290366
This makes the most sense. I mean hell, she already mentioned wanting to go to war with them before they got in, and now, instead of proving things could be solved nicely, she practically got the go ahead to fuck shit up.

Okay, for the bathroom thing, I would imagine they would still be there. It's a damn rescue mission, who's gonna be like, "ok, they went in, we can leave now."
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>>29291290
Except anon's catbirb
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>>29291688
We still don't know what happened to her yet.
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>Okay, for the bathroom thing, I would imagine they would still be there. It's a damn rescue mission, who's gonna be like, "ok, they went in, we can leave now."
For over a day they would sit in a bathroom. A Princess of Equestria with a single guard and a random waitress.
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>>29291712
Its not like anyone would attack them, besides Weebmoon is a frequent customer, so its not like its difficult for her.
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>>29291729
It's not exactly about them being attacked. It's about a very important pony randomly staying in a single place for 36 hours, instead of getting a battalion of earth pony guards to storm down that portal if need be, while not abandoning her duties.
I'm not going to go into the fantasy realm of setting up an outpost on the other side of the portal to secure the return
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>>29291767
Its Luna...what does she do as "regular duties" that anyone needs, she can sleep in restaurant or at Twilights place since its nearby, and with a location provided with Brave being on location Luna wouldn't need to waste time getting an army together to take a small outpost, which I will remind you that Anon has killed most of the soldiers/guards there, or at least a good portion of them.
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>>29291797
>and with a location provided with Brave being on location Luna wouldn't need to waste time getting an army together
Instead she wasted time sitting on a floor in a bathroom.
At some point you have to accept that the most probable explanation is that writefag did not think this through and instead made a very juicy plothole
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>>29291820
Meh, I just don't care at the moment, I want the smut and of course the answer to the third greatest mystery, WHAT IS IN THAT FUCKING HOLE?! Oh and did anyone remember to close the door on the way out?
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bump from 9
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just in case boop
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>brave and vannie getting jealous of the nurses when?
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>>29293388
Jealous? Of that skinny flank?

As if.
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>>29293400
>>29227388
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>>29293294
>>29293388
>I kinda want to my make own guard mare and medical mare to pair them up with each other.
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>>29293525
This >>29293294 is a stallion. But if you want to imagine that it's a mare who just happens to look like a stallion, then I'm not going to argue. You're free to like what you want.
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>>29293525
>to pair them up with each other.
Wh...why not just make a guard stallion and pair him up with the medic mare?
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>>29293739
I didn't notice he was a male. I just like the image
>>29293785
Sure why not. I was having a bit of lewd and cute thoughts in my head.
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Stallion guard becoming best bros with Anon bump.
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>>29294006
>"b-but im on d-duty!"
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>>29280571
As long as the chamber of the firearm has retained its structural integrity, and the locking mechanism has enough clearance to actuate the gun will probably fire. The most likely failure would be a broken firing pin spring if anything.
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>>29281236
If you want to fulfill your gay fantasies then realize you're in the minority and no one except your gay friends give a shit.
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>>29294963
I'd think the most likely point of failure (given the other handwaves of a sealed room aithout moisture) would be the chemicals in the cartridges breaking down/going bad and no longer firing. I'm pretty sure gunpowder (even the modern versions) going bad after a while is a thing.
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>>29290136
>>29290366
>>29290435
>>29291673
>>29291712
>>29291729
>>29291767
>>29291797
>>29291820
man that's a lot of posts

so here comes wall of text

so then, ive noticed that when i write, usually i get too far into said story im writing. i had some discussion with mah good friend HS about the lore of my story, because i try to fill in every blank i can, even with parts that arent written down, in order to make creating things much easier.

because of that, i notice i miss things every once and a while, because my mind fills in the blanks, but i forget to write them in, as with the spear in the pack thing. i just thought, "well they're barracks and going against obvious hostiles, it only makes sense they bring weapons," but i didnt even bother to write in that it was apart of the supplies beforehand.

but pretty much, >>29290366 was essentially spot on. i was meant to have anon do much more, then the next thing i knew, i pretty much had anon on his deathbed, and thought long and hard of how i could turn it around.

i had the idea of catbird girl helping out, then thought, "how the hell could she stop internal bleeding?" then i thought about a bunch of royal guards popping in, but anon would clearly die on the way back without some kind of magic or something.

as for luna sending guards of her own, i coulda sworn i wrote something about that, about her own guard being somewhere else, and figured, if she tried to take a chunk of celestia's guard, she'd obviously catch wind of it and intervene, or they would just take their sweet ass time getting to anon, because they dun care about our hairless green monkey friend. and yeah, since my headcanon is that celestia still pretty much does everything, luna has the time as a NEET to sit on the bathroom floor and await anon's return

fucking hell that was a lot
tl;dr, i did deus ex machina, and i did it quickly
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>>29295091
Where do we go from here? Are you going to continue it? pls do

I've seen other stories go a bit wobbly and manage to correct themselves. I believe in your ability to do this Blu.

Pls

I beg of you.

I'll even suck your dick if that's what it takes

I need this story to come to a conclusive end (hopefully not too soon), and not end up in story-limbo.
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>>29288823

>>29295252
no, of course im not going to continue it
^:)

>You rest there, staring at the ceiling, all the coziness beating the pain you're also currently feeling.
>The girls obviously get settled a lot quicker though, as the next time you look at them, they're asleep.
>Either you're that comfy, or they were just really exhausted.
>It clearly being early morning, you hope they didn't lose any sleep over you.
>Though, knowing them, they most likely did.
>You hear a door click open, and a nurse pone peek her head in.
>Through the little bit of this privacy curtain that's open, she sees you looking back at her.
>"Oh! Mr. Anonymous, you're awake!"
>She hurries over and pulls the curtain to the side.
>The first thing she's greeted with is the girls, both sleeping soundly on top of you.
>She just stares at them for a moment, clearly confused as to why two royal guards are snoozing on her patient.
"-They're helping me recover."
>She pauses, then shakes her head and looks over at you.
>"Well, I guess I'll come around to change your bandages later. Once these two are, you know, done "helping you recover"."
>You sheepishly smile and nod.
"Well, what can I say? They've been through a lot lately."
>She waves a hoof, pulls the curtain back, and walks out.
>You adjust yourself a tad and rest your head back on the pillow.
>While you lie there, you can't help but smile at the sight of them.
>Though, you also notice some bandages around Vannie's wing.
>And on top of that, you spot a lot of small scratches on various parts of them.
>They're healed, sure, but the sight of them just makes you feel bad, even if you did get the worst of it.
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>>29295444
daww

>tfw you will never experience this
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>>29295444

>>29295562
thank you anon, for bringing me back into the harsh reality i routinely try to escape from

>You gently pull Vannie's helmet off and set it on the ground.
>Brave's already missing hers, so while they rest, you gently run your hand through their manes.
>Pet their ears and such.
>...Man, you wonder if Vannie has to shampoo everything with this kind of fluff.
>On your left, Brave starts to purr.
>-Like seriously, at this point, you think these girls are more cat than the catbirds.
>She paws at you gently with her hooves, like you're some kind of soft scratching post.
>While you lie there watching them, you can't help but feel... content.
>Sure, you're still feeling loads of underlying, very real pain, but you couldn't ask for anything more than this.
>...You guess before, you really didn't see how much they truly cared for you.
>You mean hell, they were both literally willing to DIE with you.
>In a world where non-consensual cuddling is practically the equivalent of rape, that's gotta mean a whole damn lot.
>And knowing that- hell, knowing they feel safe just falling asleep on you like this...
>It means a lot to you, too.
>Instead of trying to get more sleep yourself, you watch them, sleeping like they've got no other care in the world.
>You brush a bit of Vannie's mane away from her face, then continue petting, getting a small ear twitch every once and a while.
>Brave routinely hums, gaining a small smile on her face that just makes your heart melt.
>You don't know what you did to deserve them both.
>...Which brings up a question to your mind.
>The whole situation you had earlier, before you were taken away to that damned desert.
>They're just happy to see you here now, but what about the future?
>How's THAT going to go?
>You sigh, knowing you should just take the time to enjoy the moment.
>But as you know, nothing good lasts forever.
>While you pet them, you simply try to think about it.
>Something to make everyone happy.
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>>29295444
Hnnng
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>>29295737
Call me a faggot but fuck it. Bro I would like to say thank you ever so much for selflessly creating this green.
For the past couple of weeks or so I was feeling rather down due to family complications. In all honesty I just got into this story as of 3 days ago.
And I can with much certainty say that your story has brought my spirits up.
I look forward to the completion of this story and also cheer you for future works to come. Thank you so much. I needed this.
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>>29295893
y-you too
thank you anon, its nice knowing other anons get the same feel out of reading my shitty green as i do writing it
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>>29295091
Why not just kill Anon, without crossing a threeway snuggle between him and his cuddle sluts off the bucket list
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>>29295893
>>29295934
Based Blu is based, let it be known!
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>>29295934
What happened to the qt griffon?
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>>29295737
>In a world where non-consensual cuddling is practically the equivalent of rape
Soooooo when Brave was cuddling with Vannie in the tent was that? [SPOILER] L-Lewd?? [/SPOILER]
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>>29296281
Well there was supposed to be a spoiler but fuck my phone
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>>29296296
You don't capitalize the spoilers.
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>>29295893
Agreed. I look forward to each update.

Blue; CW; Please continue. It is appreciated.
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>>29295737
yer welcum famalam
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>>29296151
She's was butchered and eaten that night by the other griffons.

Literally spit-roasted.
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>>29296317
My phone decided to autocorrect to capitalized spoiler I fixed it now but I didn't really notice right away. fuck my phone
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>qt traitor griffon has to seek asylum in canterlot for betraying her country
>tells the princesses her story and her aid in trying to help anonymous escape
>with no foul intent sensed by either princess, she is granted her keep at the castle
>her room borders anons and she has to put up with all the moans and lewd sounds from him fucking his virgin mares all the time
>over time she feels alone being the only griffon in canterlot and try's to relate to anon
>has to refrain herself from joining the cuddle pile in anons bed
>tsudere cat bird sounds when?
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>>29295737
The catbirb wants in on the cuddles, Blu.
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>>29295737
this has gone past killing my heart

this is killing my soul
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>>29295934
Lurker anon here thanking you for the regular threats of heart failure.
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>... "Nice to meet you all. I hope we can be friends."

>>29256281
>You brush a feather off your shoulder.
"Well, glad to make your acquaintance."
>"Likewise!" says Moondancer.
>"M-me too," says Sunburst.

>"So, Careful," says Moondancer. "How will this work? I guess you can't just make them stop."
>"No, but their protest is formally recognized and under watch at RG. They can whine, but only until the end of business hours, and only beyond five meters from the door, since you've denied them entry."
>"We handle MILFs regularly," adds Safe. "They follow the law dutifully, if begrudgingly, when it's imposed. Still, we can't rule out the possibility of lone, unlawful actors existing within the group, ever since-"
>Careful nudges her.
>They exchange a few whispers.
>"Well, Careful and I are your assigned detail now, Moondancer. We'll keep you and Over the Moon secure 24/7."
>Moondancer smiles, showing a little cheer for the first time since this ordeal started.
>"Great! Thank you both so much."

>Safe and Careful spend a minute discussing who will take first watch.
>They agree on six-hour shifts.
>Safe's already had dinner, so she'll take the first.
>...dinner.
>Yes.
>All this commotion has made you hungry.
>Also, you suspect a certain pony needs a break from this ordeal.
>Moondancer's kept that smile on her face for suspiciously long.
>You can see her quiver with effort to maintain it.
>You know just the solution to her problem.
>A temporary solution, but a solution nonetheless:
>Booze.
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>>29297018
You're back! ~yay~
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>>29295893
Fagget
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>>29297018
uhoh
Alcohol and ponies can be a hilarious combination.

Don't let her go to far anon (at least without careful present). you already know she likes you.
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>>29297018
>Careful can't drink while on duty.

After they get loaded I wonder what kind of mischief could they cause her.
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>>29297018
When will the MILF's stallion friends do their womyns bidding and pin Careful to the ground before repeated >rape?
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>>29298365
Okay, I'm fine with deviantart OC >rape, but you do not touch Careful, nigga.
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>>29296501
>implying our qt mares would allow that
"oh hey, you're that griffon that-"
>"BACK AWAY FROM THE HUMAN!"
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>>29298365
In my mind Careful is bigger than your average earth pony. Not quite the size of Big Mac but close. It would take more than a few of MILF's puny stallions to pin her down. Even if they could she wouldn't be down for long.
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>>29299237
I can see that. But only a little bigger so she's still a good carry and little spoon size.
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>>29298595
Damn, I just realized his little mares are going to be racist towards griffons for the rest of their lives now.
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>>29298595
yeah, I don't think the girls know about griffon girl.

>>29299549
Indeed. They might take a "shoot first, ask questions later" stance towards them.
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>>29299417
yes, very important attributes to consider.

I also picture her as a "brawler" if it came down it. More so now knowing that "Bronclyn" accent of hers.
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>>29300243
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>>29300782
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>>29295737
>
>You open your eyes, and hey look, it's already night.
>...Goddamn it.
>With a yawn, you notice that the girls are still asleep.
>-Well, Vannie is asleep.
>Brave's resting her head on your chest, just gazing up at you with this dreamy expression of hers.
>"Good morning, Anon."
>You look over at the nearby window, and how pitch black dark it is outside.
"Morning, Brave."
>She lets out this tiny giggle that you've never heard come out of her before.
>-Like seriously, you've heard nothing like it.
>Usually she sounds super serious, sad, or just really nervous.
>But what you just heard sounds more laid back than anything.
>More comfortable and carefree.
>You like it.
>You mean hell, having the crazy hot-sounding supermodel voice that she does is one thing, but getting a nice change of tone like this is... well, it's nice.
>She moves up a bit, burying her head under your neck.
>"...I'm really am glad that I met you, Anon. Have I ever told you that?"
>The sudden question brings you away from your window gazing.
"Well, I think you just did."
>She softly giggles again, then picks her head up.
>Her smile diminishes into a more serious expression.
>"I mean, seriously though...."
>Her ears droop a bit, and she sighs.
>"Back when we were in the Badlands..."
>She shifts a bit again, tearing up slightly as she does.
>"Wh-when you got hit by that arrow, a-and Vannie went to get help..."
>She takes a shaky breath.
>"I... I was so scared, Anon... I-I thought that was it- that you were done for..."
>Once the first tear falls, you move your left hand and gently rub her ears with it.
>You'd use both hands, but your right arm is currently being held by Vannie.
>Brave leans into your touch again, then holds your hand on her cheek.
>"I... I started thinking about what I never said to you. Th-the things that I regretted never telling you..."
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>>She lets out this tiny giggle that you've never heard come out of her before.
>>-Like seriously, you've heard nothing like i
hhhnggg
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>>"I... I started thinking about what I never said to you. Th-the things that I regretted never telling you..."
This can only end in heartfelt worlds and passionate makeout sessions.
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>>29301904
go brave go
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>>29301904
>She wipes her eyes with a hoof, but they quickly water up again.
>Her ears fold back, and she shakily looks into your eyes.
>"I-it may be too early to say this- WAY too early, but..."
>She blinks and takes another deep breath.
>"-Y-you're most important pony in my entire life, Anon."
>She maintains eye contact for a second, before bringing her head up and turning away from you.
>Her eyes shut, and another shuddery breath comes out.
>"Y-you're the only one that I feel I'm safe with, a-and I always feel happy just being around you... I feel I can just be myself, and that you won't judge me, or hurt me, and, and..."
>Her ears fold even more, to the point of her probably not hearing anything.
>"Wh-what I'm trying to say is... is..."
>She takes one more breath, that shaking of hers clearly getting worse.
>"I-I... I love you, Anonymous... I l-love you more than I could ever put into words, and I can't, or ever want to see myself where I'm not s-somewhere with you..."
>She lowers herself like some puppy who's scared of being scolded.
>"I don't care if you don't f-feel the same, but I'd rather have you leave me and know this, th-than to disappear without h-hearing it..."
>As those words leave her, a silence quickly permeates the air.
>You're just completely speechless.
>Her ears perk up a very tiny bit, probably to hear your own response.
>But you don't know what to say.
>What COULD you say?
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>>29302113

damn character limits

>Never in your life did you...
>You mean, in your family, 'I love you' was just regular talk.
>It essentially just lost its meaning, because you all said it as regularly as you did 'hello'.
>But to hear it up front like this...
>To see her nervous as to what you might think- sincerely believing in what she's saying...
>You can just feel those tortured butterflies in your stomach taking flight once more.
>Your heart speeding up, while her words sink into your mind.
>You don't think you can top that.
>Not by a long-shot.
>But... you CAN do something.
>Her gaze snaps over to you in confusion while you pick her up with your left arm and bring her closer to you.
>Before she can say anything, you cut her off by pressing your lips against hers.
>You can feel her cheeks quickly heat up, and once again, the beating of her own heart against yours.
>But this time, it just feels much better.
>So much better.
>Under your grip, you can just feel her whole body relax and melt.
>Her hooves slowly make their way to the sides of your head, pushing against the pillow you're lying on.
>She positions her head so that it's right above you, then takes the initiative and brings it a step forward.
>A soft hum escapes her, and her tongue slips by you.
>But before you can react, your heart does the talking first.
>And not a second later, the machine next to you starts going wild.
>"-WHASTHAT?!"
>Vannie jolts up and falls off the bed, and you and Brave quickly pull away.
>Seconds later, you hear the door click open, and a bunch of other ponies come running in.
>"OKAY NURSE I WANT YOU TO HANDLE THE OXYGEN- YOU HAVE THE AED READY!"
>The curtain is yanked back, and around five of the hospital's staff stand around the bed.
>They all pause when they see you and Brave, faces red and looking up at them like a couple of deer.
>Vannie pops up, rubbing her head and looking at you both as well.
"...I-I uh, I-I had a bad dream."
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>>29302113
>>What COULD you say?
Nothing, give that mare some sugar.
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>>29302173
>>29302177
Oh good, that's exactly what he did.
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>>29302173
kek
at least they didnt come barging in when they were connected at the hips
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>>29302173
Now lets see what Vannie's face looks like lit up in bright red.
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>>29302173
It's rude to not let vannie get her turn.
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>>29302907
Early mare gets the hot monkey dick.
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Has 'the pit' been secured? I would think Anon would want to 'raise an alarm' regarding what may be advanced weapons.

Also considering the earth = Equestria's past thing.

"Welcome Anon Jr.' WTF?
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>>29303756
The machine recognised his dick. Him as a person is irrelevant though
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>>29302626
We'll technically, we haven't even seen Brave's face, either.

Drawfags pls, I need to see her all hot and bothered.
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>>29302173
now we need the fluffy bat puss for maximum recovery
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=rjlSiASsUIs
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New green for reading, stand by for more posts

>”And of course, as many of you may have observed over the previous moons since the Great War started…”
>Murmurs of nervousness arose throughout the classroom
>”All of the major powers involved have become known for their signature weapon. One may say that they are a calling card of sorts.”
>The teacher reaches under her desk and grunts as she hefts a weighty looking case onto it
>”Today…”
>She unclasps the locks and opens the case
>”We will be learning about the signature weapon of the Kingdom of Prance: The lance-flammes. Or, as we call it here: The Spitfire.”
>”This one was graciously donated to us by Princess Celestia’s forces in the capital, and naturally, they want it back in one piece, so be careful when handling it, please.”
>As she begins to speak, going over the intricacies of its speculated manufacturing, you begin to zone out
>You are Rewind, a mare in the final weeks of your schooling before you’d be drafted
>Everypony gets the draft, save for those who are incapable, or those who don’t meet the requirements set by the province
>You however are shaping up to be able-bodied, unfortunately
>Many other classmates do not share your sentiment however
>They see this conflict as a rite of passage, or something
>Like it would be a place to prove themselves
>You enjoy living just a bit too much to be excited about graduation
>”This particular model uses a single canister of an unknown flammable element, that only ignites upon contact with the flame on the wick at the front of the barrel.”
>”The Spitfire teams come in pairs, with one carrying the canister and frame, while the other carries additional fuel, and depending on if they’re a Unicorn or not, a piece of flint and steel to strike a spark.”
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>>29304680
>The rest of the lesson goes on predictably, with your teacher making doubly sure to hand out the homework
>”Class is dismissed. Make sure to finish that homework! It’s the last bit of it you’ll ever get from me!”
>You pack your things into your saddlebag and place it on your back before leaving
>And as usual, you take the same route home
>It was quick, and shaved off enough time from the walk back that you still had extra time to spare before going to work
>It’s such a habit that you can simply turn your brain off and think
>Which comes with its own risks as well
>As your hooves step onto the wooden beams of the railroad, you hear a loud, blaring horn sound from your left and are instantly snapped out of your thoughts
>There’s never supposed to be any trains that run at this time
>As the light gets nearer, you shut your eyes as your horn flares to life, the orange aura enveloping your horn as all sound disappears in a flash
>You open your eyes and watch as you repeat your actions in a muted, darkened realm of reality
>You can feel your body moving back, as well as all of the minute movements
>And in another flash, all of the sound and color comes back to the world as you stand on the platform again, watching the train speed by
>You shiver a bit and take a few deep breaths to calm your racing heart
>You thought you’d be used to that by now
>The first time was the worst
>You had thought you died after falling off some scaffolding
>Eventually you experimented with your magic
>You learned the intricacies of what it did
>It only affects you, and time flows normally both before, during and after you use it
>You retain your momentum
>As well as any injuries sustained in that 4 seconds
>It works well keeping you out of trouble
>And of course, not getting run over
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>>29304687
>You take a seat at your desk back in your tenement and groan as you look at the clock in your room
>You’d hoped for at least a moment’s respite before work
>Oh well
>Everypony has to do their part to help out, even before you’re drafted
>You had the luxurious job of working at a Spellsphere factory
>With some of the most powerful magic users in the world right under Celestia’s reign, she realized it’d be far too dangerous to send them out into the field
>So after imparting their knowledge to various Unicorns, they found a reliable way to store magic
>Within thin, crystalline spheres to be launched from trebuchets
>Of course, their range lacked, compared to things like cannons, but it was a result of their manufacturing
>The thin outer layer of the sphere designed to shatter on impact to release to volatile magic within was too fragile to be launched from a mortar or cannon
>You weren’t here as a filler, however
>Your magic wasn’t nearly as combat effective as theirs
>You instead got to work with others on the assembly line creating the casing
>It was mind numbing
>And occasionally dangerous
>Two things that weren’t meant to mix together
>Luckily, nothing too horrible happened here
>And if it did, you were never around for it
>But after a few hours your uneventful shift comes to an end and you’re free to go about your day however you wished
>And right now you wished to go back home and go to sleep
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>>29304689
>2 WEEKS LATER
>”Rewind. Unicorn. Eyes… Orange. Mane and tail… White. Coat color… Beige.”
>So this was it then
>Canterlot, that is
>Arriving here for the first time made it seem almost larger than life
>Seeing Celestia’s Royal Guard trotting around in their armor was imposing, to say the least
>Unfortunately, you doubted your chances of being placed in the ROYAL guard
>Sure, it would be nice to not have to go to the trenches
>But it was only an option for those that performed well enough in training
>Some of these ponies seemed like they could manage it
>Some of them you recognize from school
>Others were complete strangers
>You knew what was gonna happen of course
>You’re stripped of individuality and learn discipline, as well as teamwork
>All while having your body broken down and built back up to be in fighting shape
>Fun
>After the rest of your information was taken, you were ushered onto a train with everypony else
>You watched the scenery go by from the window as the train began to chug along
>Your thoughts slowly began to wander
>And you started to wonder just how long you’d be training for
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>>29304691
Don't expect another massive time skip like these two, it was just to cut out unimportant filler

>4 MONTHS LATER
>You blink a few times as wind rushes past your head
>You can hear the sound of propellers and fire
>You look up and watch your helmet tumble into the abyss of the sky below
>You look down, noting with a skip of your heart that the only thing keeping you from falling were a few ropes caught on your leg
>Immediately you panic and activate your magic
>Your horn once again flares to life and all of the sound is sucked away as your body goes through the motions it did in the last 4 seconds
>You hope that you being on solid ground was 4 or less seconds ago
>Unfortunately you only feel yourself being pulled up into the air towards a platform when the spell cuts off, instead of directly above it
>You fall again and barely manage to catch onto a steel rung of the zeppelin you were on
>It was only marginally better than being upside down, but at least you could pull yourself up from this position
>You do so and hop to the wooden platform, heaving a sigh of relief as you did so
“I swear if this thing is falling out of the sky…”
>You peek your head over the platform and squint your eyes to try and discern if the ground is getting closer
>You’re above the cloud cover still, so you can’t tell
>You stand back up
>Apparently somepony, somewhere, did something, and got a good hit on the zeppelin
>If the fire was anything to go off of at least
>Something exploded nearby, and you got lucky and got caught on the ropes
>As you’re trying to think of what to do, and whether or not the massive war machine you’re on is slowly falling from the sky, you hear hooves on the platform behind you
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>>29304693
>As you turn, you see colors of uniform you don’t recognize
>Your eyes widen and you immediately trie to materialize your magic around your sidearm
>It’s not there however
>Your magic grasps at nothing as the full view of a Prench soldier comes into your vision
>And what else would he have but a Spitfire
>You’re really regretting not paying attention in class now
>There was something about a startup time when the wick had to be ignited on its own if the other igniter pony wasn’t there
>You had about half a second before he set you on fire
>Your mind races and you do the only thing you could think of in a situation like this
>You gallop towards him as fast as you can
>You duck down low and you can feel heat singeing the tips of your coat as you tackle him off the platform
>You hear him yell from behind his mask as the gout of fire burns through the zeppelin and both of you go hurtling out into the open air
>He grabs onto you tightly, intent on taking you with him
>Instead, you pop out of existence and start to go back in time once more
>4 seconds ago, to where you were still on the wooden platform
>You look over the edge, but the other pony has completely disappeared into the clouds
>You try not to think about the fact that he’s still falling as you climb the ladder onto the top of the zeppelin
>As you crest the top, you realize that the zeppelin is DEFINITELY falling from the sky
>The fire is spreading, and that stunt you pulled only added to it
“Ah ffffiddle faddle.”
>Now is not the time to panic
>You have to keep a cool head during any situation, right?
>That’s what a royal guard does, right?
>Technically even if you aren’t royal, you’re still a guard
>First order of business was getting out of here alive
>You doubted anypony else was stupid or brave enough to stay on this thing while it was simultaneously going down AND being boarded
>Perhaps they’d boarded before it started going down
>Maybe that’s why it’s going down…
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>>29304699
“Parachute, parachute… where’d they put all the parachutes on this thing?!”
>You yell out loud to nopony in particular as you continue your search
>You estimated… Oh a good few minutes or so before you hit the ground and went up in a giant fiery ball of death and steel
>You just had to get off before that
>It was proving to be a bit harder than anticipated however
>And you’re starting to wonder if you’re the only pony left on this thing
>After thorough searching, you come upon a metal cabinet labeled “parachutes”
>Unfortunately for you…
“Oh thank Celestia there’s one left.”
>You quickly strap the parachute to your back and head back up to the top
>From here you can see that you’ve descended below the cloud cover
>And it’s absolute pandemonium
>None of the Pegasi bomber squads made it through
>The other zeppelins were being torn to shreds
>And you were about to drop right down into the middle of it all
>It perhaps wasn’t your brightest moment, but it was all you could do right now
>You’d deliberate on other possible solutions if you had the time, but as time went on there was less and less zeppelin to go around
>With the flames licking at your hooves you take a deep breath, a running start, and leap from the balloon
>The wind rushed past your ears, bringing your eyes to water as you grit your teeth
>You were falling considerably faster than the burning wreckage of the zeppelin, so that was a plus
>You’d reach the ground in time and not have to worry about your impromptu foray into the life of a Pegasus
>You pull the cord and grunt as all of the momentum is transferred directly to your groin
>You groan loudly and hang onto the straps
“I feel really bad for the stallions using these things.”
>You relax and let your head hang for a moment
>You’d be here for a bit, daintily floating to the ground
>Sometimes you wished that your power worked in reverse so you could speed up towards somewhere 4 seconds ahead
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>>29304702
>You look down
>You’re still too far away from the ground
>A fall from here would certainly kill you
“Maybe I should have waited to open this thing.”
>You hear somepony respond to you
>Unfortunately it’s not in a language you understand
>It’s actually in the worst language you’d want to hear right now:
>Prench
>It’s coming from behind you
>You turn your head to get a better look
>Swell
>It’s that soldier from before
>The one you tackled off the platform
>You see large, black, feathered wings keeping him aloft
>This was perhaps only the second worst way you could’ve encountered an enemy soldier
>Unfortunately, as you seemed to be easy pickings, you see him level the Spitfire not at you, but at your parachute
>You can hear the same noise from before
>Of flames spewing from the barrel
>They immediately turn the parachute to cinders and you return to freefalling
>You’re able to turn in the air and watch as the Pegasus follows your descent
>You coujnt the seconds off under your breath
“1… 2… 3... 4.”
>In an all too familiar flash of white light and sound being sucked away, you’re pulled back into the air 4 seconds ago
>And thanks to your new friend’s inclination to watch you splatter against the ground…
>Once you come back into the real world again, you’re behind him, and on the perfect trajectory tograb onto him
>You crash into him in midair and grasp at his body for a hoofhold
>Your frantic scrabbling finds purchase and you catch the straps of his uniform, as well as the hose leading to the Spitfire
>”Agh! De! De! Se libérer!”
>You can’t understand his language, but you can make a few guesses
“You’re my ticket to the ground! I’ve got at least 5 more years of living left in me!”
>You’re far too close for him to torch you, and from your position, he couldn’t reliably get a hold on the Spitfire anyway
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>>29304710
>As the combined weight of both his body and yours begins to drag him down, he makes a concerted effort to shake you free
>This involves erratic flying and the occasional strike to the face
>He’s one tough stallion
>You can taste blood inside your mouth
>But luckily you’re close enough to the ground now that you can flip the both of you over
>Thanks to his wings, you both slam into the ground at a relatively safe speed
>Relatively
>He takes the brunt of the impact and you use him as a cushion
>You wanted nothing more than to collapse right there
>But if you did, you would end up scorched, or worse yet, taken prisoner
>You stagger to your hooves and quickly look around as the Prench soldier reels on the ground
>Spying his fuel canister nearby, you dive for it and heft it between your hooves
>It’s heavy, which meant it was exactly what you needed
>You straddle atop him as he writhes in the mud
>You lift the fuel canister up and bring it down with all the force you can muster, right into his mask
>It’s not enough
>You hear him yelling as he tries to fight back, but you bring the heavy canister back down onto his skull
>You repeat this over and over for what feels like an eternity until you feel the stallion stop moving
>You drop it into the mud and flop over, exhausted
>As you lay there, you can only stare upwards at the mayhem in the skies
>The raindrops patter lightly against your face
>This was far too much for you to handle
>Your heart is racing, pounding against your chest as if trying to burst out and escape
>You can feel a clawing in your gut
>You feel like you want to throw up, but you can’t muster the energy to do so
>As all the adrenaline starts to recede, pain starts to become clearer, and you’re left clutching at your abdomen as you lie there
>You cough, over and over, before laying your head back with a wet thunk
>It could’ve always been worse
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>>29304714
>But as much as you want to rest your weary eyes
>You become acutely aware of the fact that the massive, flaming wreckage of the zeppelin was going to come crashing down nearby as well, in fact you could see it still in the air above you
>And you weren’t too keen on your chances of survival versus twisted, smoldering metal
>You roll over and rise to your hooves, looking around
>Nopony’s Land stretched on for miles in either direction
>Long since abandoned barbed wire and trenches as far as you could see
>You didn’t know where you were
>All of your gear, save for your armor, was gone
>Most likely thanks to your time spent upside down
>You’d worry about that later
>What mattered now was getting a suitably safe distance away from this area
>You ran for the nearest trench and dove inside, following it until it led out and up a hill
>You end up in what appeared to be an abandoned homestead
>A small farm that had once been converted into an outpost that was later abandoned
>Now it would serve a third purpose to shelter you
>You seek refuge inside the nearby house, closing the door behind you
>You’re able to watch from a distance as the crashing of the zeppelin you were on just moments ago lights up the night and sets Nopony’s Land ablaze
>Luckily, there’s not much to burn but mud and soaked wood
>As you sit there at the windowsill, the ever present weight upon your eyelids makes itself more and more apparent
>Soon enough you can’t ignore it
>And you find yourself slowly nodding off
>Maybe you should find a bed
>Or maybe the windowsill would make a good pillow
>Yeah, that sounded good…

That's about all out of me for now. Apologies for the rough/rushed start, but that's just how things ended up I suppose. I'll probably have a pastebin link up at some point in the future
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>>29304724
Definitely interested
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>>29268202
K
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>>29304724
Certainly a lot different than what we are used to around here.
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>>29305174
>no anon to dick the qt guardmare
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>>29304724
Interesting! Very different, but I'll certainly look forward to this as well.

Also - if I can make one criticism, it's to suggest varying how each line starts; try to avoid having "you" too often. One-in-five lines is a good minimum, but go a little higher if you can.
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>>29304538
Nah, fuck that batcancer. We need bird fluff.
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>>29304724
Neat, hope she kills that Prench bastard in a ironic way, like drowning or something. Gonna need to see more before I can tell if its pretty good or not, plus side your spelling and grammar is impeccable.
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>>29304724
Eh, seems nice so far. Just don't make it edgy.
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>>29305631
Not really even a qt guardmare.

But i guess maybe some around will read it just for the action.
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>>29302173

>>29304680
oh nice, player 3 has entered the game
here's hoping you actually stay longer than a few updates

>All the other ponies, the adrenaline of someone possibly dying leaving them, just walk out with a few sighs and no words to you.
>Your nurse stays though.
>She stands there, looking at you and Brave with a stern look.
>"-Bad dream, huh?"
>You stay silent.
>She sighs and shakes her head.
>"Just, try not to have anymore of them until I'm off duty, okay?"
>You both slowly nod, and hesitantly, she walks out.
>But not before giving you that look for a few more second, as if to see that you learned your lesson.
>Once the door clicks closed, you sigh.
>Fucking hell, you're surprised you didn't just die of embarrassment right there.
>Brave however, is still a statue.
>Vannie slowly crawls onto the bed, a tired expression on her face.
>She looks over at Brave, then faintly shakes her head.
>"I know we agreed to share, but I'm right here, for Luna's sake..."
>Brave stays silent, face still as red as the fury of a thousand tomatoes.
>-Wait a minute, 'share'?
"What?"
>Vannie looks up at you, blinking asynchronously.
>"What what?"
"What are you both 'sharing' with each other? Are you talking about me?"
>She yawns.
>"Well, are there other humans I don't know about?"
>You pause and think.
>Well, there's always the possibility...
>Which is why, the first thing you're doing when you get out of here is going back.
>Now that you're not bleeding out and shit, you're going to find out what's in that goddamn bunker thing.
>Vannie just keeps looking at you.
>"That was a rhetorical question, Anon."
>She yawns again and waves her hoof.
>"We'll talk about it later, though. I'm too sleepy for this... Now c'mere."
>She lazily climbs on top of you and lies down, hooves sprawled out.
>Her front hooves wrap around your neck in a hug, and she puts her head under yours.
>In just under a minute, her ears fold, and she's fast asleep.
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>>29307957
>>"I know we agreed to share, but I'm right here, for Luna's sake..."
OH SHIT

THE BOMBSHELL HAS BEEN DROPPED
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>>29307957
>>Her front hooves wrap around your neck in a hug, and she puts her head under yours.
oh no
my heart
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>>29307957
>Brave, however, is still frozen.
>You poke her, and she turns over to you.
>"That... was the single most embarrassing moment I've ever had in my entire life."
>You nod.
"I'll see about us getting out of here tomorrow. As long as I don't get stabbed again, I think I should be okay."
>Her ears perk up at that.
>"Are you sure, Anon? I don't mind waiting another eight days... I only want to leave if you feel ready to."
>You look over at the bandages wrapped around your arms and legs.
>They're not bloody or anything, but they're still damn sore.
>...You can deal with it, though.
>You'd rather be in pain in your big comfy bed, than stuck here in this tiny thing.
>-Wait, EIGHT DAYS?
"What do you mean, ANOTHER eight days?"
>Her ears flop over a tad.
>"They put you under a stasis spell so you wouldn't... it's... we've just been here for a while."
>You focus on her words for a moment, then shake your head free of them.
>For now, you just turn it all to Brave.
"Well, especially knowing that, I think I'd rather not stay here any longer."
>She hesitantly nods, then her ears slowly perk up.
>"I... I hope we can continue where we left off, back at the castle...?"
"Wouldn't have it any other way, Brave."
>She softly smiles, then makes herself comfortable on top of you.
>"See you in the morning then, Anon."
"Night, Brave."
>You close your eyes, and try your hardest to clear your head.
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>>29308121
That lucky cunt has two incredibly loyal, lovey mares sleeping on him.

The fucker.
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>>29307957
>"I know we agreed to share, but I'm right here, for Luna's sake..."
~yay~ you can finally relax Anon. You're in a herd now!
*sigh* this update made me so happy. Thanks Blue
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>>29304724
Welcome. Interesting read. Like >>29306933
I'd like to see some more.
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>>29307957
>>29308121
Eight Days! Many worrying things could've happened at the pit by now.

I'm eagerly awaiting the next update.
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>>29297018
>Mel looks at you sideways as you enter her bar with Moondancer.
>The mare already hated you enough, and that's when you were with Careful.
>Without Careful, you'd expect she'd just blow her top at you for even trying to get a seat in her establishment.
>Instead, she just... glares at you.
>You nearly make for the door just as Careful follows you in.
>Mel's expression changes to one of welcome.
>"Ah! Careful. A place for you and friends? We have nice booth open near stage. Come, come..."

>Careful sits across from you and Moondancer.
>You start with a charcuterie platter (with beans, rather than meat) and drinks.
>You have a whiskey on rocks.
>Moondancer has a Manehattan.
>Careful has water.
>"I'm technically on duty," she explains, sheepishly.

>The music act at Marescows' is interesting tonight: a decrepit old lavender stallion in a silk robe and fez blows a didgeridoo and jingles a tambourine.
>It's surprisingly chill and ambient.
>Guy has rhythm.

>As your meals and second round of drinks come, Careful looks at you.
>You look at her.
>She nods towards Moondancer.
>You nod.
>You realize, even without your own guard senses, that today's events are eating at Moondancer.
>She's reserved and clever enough to keep a smile on and affect a positive attitude in friendly company, but they're clearly enough a little strained.
>She probably needs help beyond that a guard at her door can offer.

>You turn the conversation towards this subject at a convenient pause.
"So. Those MILFs. What a crowd, huh?"

>A crowd they indeed were.
>Upon exiting Over the Moon an hour before its ordinary closing, you had found yourself among a sea of picket signs, red lipstick, light crows' feet, and thick asses.
>Honestly, if you were still on Earth, you might have joined in whatever they were chanting, mingled with the crowd, tried to find someone in good shape, maybe recently divorced...
>But, tonight, circumstances are different.
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>>29308874
>One of them barked at you:
>"Sir! Are you a PATRON of this... 'establishment?'"
"And employee, actually."

>She looks shocked.
>"You're not a pony."
"An astute observation."
>"I've never met a... a... somepony like you. How long have you been a resident Equestrian?"
"Few months. Not that it's your business."

>Careful and Moondancer, in her fluffy-as-hell parka, managed to sneak by as you conversed with the protestor.

>"You mean to say that..."
>She raises her voice, garnering the attention of her nearby MILFs.
>"BESIDES mixing in smut with its catalog of literature, in the face of publicly-known standards of decency, this business employs and pays a NEW citizen, whose welfare is already accounted for by the Royals, rather than a native pony?"
"I waived the new citizen bits, and my salary is out-of-pocket from the owner, not publicly funded, so..."

>The MILF continues to yammer some alarmed-sounding bullshit at you from her fabricated moral high ground.
>A few of her cronies join in.
>Suddenly, you feel elated.
>You realize you can say something you've wanted your entire life to say, but never until now have had the opportunity to do so.
>You savor the moment as the words roll off your tongue:
"You know, I think you're just racist."

>The MILF recoils in shock and appall.
>"ME?! Racist?"
"I just explained myself and you're still harassing me. Unless you didn't hear me. What's the issue? Don't understand my human accent? Is it not 'civilized' enough for you?"
>... your 'accent' is no different than any pony's, since English and Equestrian are, incidentally, the same spoken language.
>But they don't know that.

>The lead MILF turns a one-eighty, giving you a view of her floofy tail and wide ass, un-slimmable and un-assailable by any fad diet, yoga seminar, or stairmaster clone.
>They squabble among themselves for a minute before she turns back to you.
>"Well, disregarding all that, the hired... help... for this business is quite RUDE."
"Fair enough."
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>>29308941
"... and then I walked off and caught up with you two. Bunch of characters, huh?"
>The girls laugh: Careful earnestly, Moondancer courteously.
"I hope they didn't give you much more trouble, Moon?"

>She's at the bottom of her first Manehattan.
>She doesn't notice your question at first.
"Moonie?"
>"Oh! Well. I heard enough while they chased me a mile to my store."
>You wait for her to elaborate.
>She doesn't.

>You pat her on the back.
"They won't be there when we get back to close shop. Business hours are done. We're here. No worries."
>"Yeah."
>She forces a smile.
>"Thanks!"
>It'll have to do.

>You and Careful tuck into your meals.
>Moondancer nibbles at her hayburger with disinterest, her head on the table, before magicking her second drink over and taking a long swig.

>"It's funny," she remarks, with your meals done and her second drink bottomed out.
>"I thought that Over the Moon didn't get business because, for once, ponies were just... *HIC...* ignoring me. Not because they didn't like me."
>"Moonie-" Careful starts.
>"-Hey!" Moondancer beckons to a waitress. "Another for me?"
"I think you're all set on-"
>Too late.
>The third Manehattan hits the table.
>"... turns out," Moondancer continues. "It was still the latter all along. Seems to be a pattern in my life."
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>>29309060
>Obviously, the booze is getting to her.
>She's quite flushed under her coat.
>You figure the time's right to scratch her on the back of her neck.
>She seems to like it.
>Even nuzzles back up against your hand a bit.
>She stops and smiles when she realizes what she's doing.
"Don't pay them any mind, Moonie."
>"Yeah."

>You manage to get her to eat a few pieces of peanut-butter fudge before she downs her third drink, but it's not quite enough to dilute it.
>Book pony is incoherent, snuggling you aggressively.
>You let her crawl into your nap and lightly snooze while Careful and you finish up.
>You and Careful exchange a smile.
>"Wha... whaddo they puddin... ?" asks Moondancer, half an hour later.
>"You downed them fast, hon. You're only on the tail of the second," explains Careful.
>"Ah... oh. Hehe!"
>She giggles drunkenly for a minute and falls asleep.

>You put Moondancer's parka on her, sling her over your shoulder, and carry her out while Careful pays the bill.
>The roll-of-the-eyes Mel gives you on your way out would flatten lesser men.
>You stick your tongue out at her and make your way into the cold.
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>>29308874
>maybe recently divorced.

HA. nice. your anon is an interesting piece of work.
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>>29309065
I'm trying to keep him relatably and humorously pathetic without relying on the usual beta/neckbeard stereotypes. Hope it's working.
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>>29308874
I fucked up and broke a personal rule by explicitly saying "Earth." Pretend I didn't do that. I'm drunk. I'll fix it in the bin.
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>>29309084
I like it.
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>>29309121
also

>You let her crawl into your nap
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>>29308121
>>"That... was the single most embarrassing moment I've ever had in my entire life."
I can visualize this happening and it's hilarious. Hilarious and adorable.
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>>29308941
>>Suddenly, you feel elated.
>>You realize you can say something you've wanted your entire life to say, but never until now have had the opportunity to do so.
>>You savor the moment as the words roll off your tongue:
>"You know, I think you're just racist."
I'm ded
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>>Suddenly, you feel elated.
>>You realize you can say something you've wanted your entire life to say, but never until now have had the opportunity to do so.
>>You savor the moment as the words roll off your tongue:
>"You know, I think you're just racist."
this Anon is hysterical
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>>29308941
>That delicious feeling after being able to play the race card
dick is diamonds right now, and those MILF booties can take of it.
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>>29309064
HUG THAT MOONIE WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT!
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>>29308121
and vannie still got no action. she should start to realize that she is the third wheel.
the poor thing
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I have not drawn pone in a long ass time, and I remembered why. One minute I'm happily drawing my terrible pone picture, then the next it's fucking 5 in the morning.

Well regardless, have this thing. Obviously in no way doubleP-tier, but I tried. Besides, only way to get better is to do it over and over, right?

http://imgur.com/a/PbKHT

oh man the second i post this im going to notice every damned mistake
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>>29310143
I appreciate you.
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>>29310143
Not too bad. i like the details in the middle. but that linework mang. that's... something alright.

Just needs a little cleaning up
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>>29310195
Indeed, that's the product of my shitty phone. Since my mouse jerks around too much to make any straight lines, I made it on paper, scanned it with a crappy app, and went from there.

Last time I made a pic I used a trackpad for it all. That took like 8 hours.
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>>29310143
9/11, Would happily bury my tongue in either hole - IGN
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>>29310143
Unf, would fuck sore/10.
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>29311323
You faggots literally have your own thread, this one isn't it, now fuck off.
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>>29311338
>You faggots literally have your own thread
So do batfags and lesbo fags.
Seriously, though. Have you even seen how gay that place is? I just want some damn bromance between two guys, not a world where every single fucking pony is a super-gay male who only wants cocks and nothing else.
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>>29311417
>So take lying shitflinging
take your*
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>>29310143
oh my
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>29311582
Bromance is allowed so long as it is actually just to dude bros hanging out or doing some other thing...and not just some excuse for you to post faggot shit while acting like a retard that doesn't know what their doing.
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>>29311611
two* dude bros. fucking typos.
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bemp
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No.
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Blue please save us from this shitposting
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>>29308121
>You feel yourself nudged awake by a hoof.
"Uuugh, what year is it?"
>Opening your eyes, right before you is Vannie, who you notice is currently being crushed.
>The one doing the crushing just shifts a little bit, nuzzling her prey.
>"A-Anon, h-help."
>And as much as it amuses you, knowing the pain of Brave's late night cuddles prompts you to try and save her.
>So you rub her white ears gently, in an attempt to pry her off.
>She leans into your hand, then slowly lets go.
>But just when you think you're safe, she finds your side and latches to it.
>If she were just a bit lower, she'd probably smash your already sore guts into paste.
>Vannie stretches and loosens up a bit, before seeing the predicament you're now in.
>Well, at least you're only having one half crushed.
>The door to the room clicks open, and your nurse slowly peeks her head in.
>When she sees you looking back at her, she takes that as the go-ahead to walk on over to your bed.
>She pulls the curtain back a little bit, then see's the condition you're in.
>Her mouth opens, then slowly closes.
>She settles with a shake of the head and the hoofing over of a menu.
>"Look at this and tell me if anything interests you. I'll be back in a few minutes."
>You give her a nod, and she walks o-OOF!
>Vannie watches you wince and does so a bit herself.
>"You want me to wake her up?-"
"-No, it's fine."
>If she weren't so cute when sleeping, you already would have.
>Not only that, but with everything, you know she needs the rest.
>Even though it's been eight days.
>But hell, you don't know what happened in that time.
>Pushing through the sore pain in your everywhere, you check out the menu you were given.
>It's your basic breakfast items, though all lacking in the meat department.
>Which is very saddening.
>...Very saddening.
>Not only that, but you doubt hospital food would taste anything like a five star restaurant.
>And you KNOW that the food at the castle tastes fine.
>Plus, it kind of has to.
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>>29312836
How are Anon's ribs not being pushed into his lungs?
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>>29312836
>You set the menu down and just wait for the nurse to come by.
>While doing so, you slowly realize how far away Vannie is from you.
>You mean, she's still on the bed and everything, but not that close.
>Her gaze travels around elsewhere, as if she's lost in thought.
>Not only that, but her ears are also lowered slightly.
"Is something wrong, Vannie?"
>Her ears perk at the sound of her name.
>She blinks herself out of her trance, then turns to you.
>"Hmm?"
"You're spacing out quite a bit. Something on your mind?"
>She quickly shakes her head.
>"Just eager to get out of here, is all. I'm bored of seeing these same four walls."
>You nod, but that's clearly not it.
>So, now having control of your right arm and none on your left, you pick her up and bring her close.
"Are you sure that's it? I'm here to talk to, you know."
>She hesitates for a moment, but nods and smiles.
>And from there, she just lies her head on her fore-hooves.
>The door clicks open again, and in comes the nurse.
>She looks at the girls again, before shaking her head very slightly and turning to you.
>"So, have you decided for anything?"
"-Actually, I'd like to leave now, if that's possible."
>Her eyes widen a bit.
>"Leave? As in, temporarily, or-"
"-I'd like to go back home."
>She pauses, looking over at all your bandages.
>"Are... are you sure about that?"
>You look at the girls, then nod.
"It's within my right to discontinue treatment... right?"
>She nods again.
>Well hey, at least that law stayed after all this time.
>You hand the menu over to her, and she gently takes it.
>"Well, if you're positive about it... I guess I'll go get the paperwork."
>She walks on out of there.
>"Really? You're wanting to leave NOW? Are you sure that's safe?"
>You pause, then shake your head.
"Nope, but I'd rather be cooped up in my castle room than stuck here."
>She bites her lip nervously.
"-Besides, I doubt I'd be able to get kidnapped there, or all places."
>Or stabbed more.
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>>29313107
the bat needs love
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>>29313281
and now you just alerted the anti-bat poster
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>>29313107
CUDDLE THAT DAMN BAT ALREADY
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>>29313107
Thank you for writing for us Blu. Writefags do not get enough love, and you guys really deserve to know just how much we appreciate you.

Here's a pupper for your troubles.
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>>29314053
nah, its no big deal- all i do is siphon my autism into words. drawing takes much more skill and time than typing a few things.

and that is a cute pupper, friendo
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>>29313107
>>29313681
We must do something to help her. Giving her some kissy kissy should help.
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>>29313107
For the love of jeebus. You have an iron cuddler in Brave. Hug her and dispose of the bat. Rodents don't deserve love or affection.
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>>29313281
>>29313564
Called it.
>>29314178
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>anon and his mares plan something special
>anon gets the mood right
>lots of cuddling, lots of soft fluffy comforters, a few candles to illuminate the sacred ritual
>anon takes both Brave and vannies virginity that night
>all the lewd noises
>all the emotion of their first time
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>>29313107
inb4 just a shared dream from luna
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>>29314721
>all the happy tears from his mares
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>>29309064
>It's dusk as you three arrive back at Over the Moon.
>"What did you eat?" asks Safety First, poised dutifully outside the door, in the cold.
>"That's 'Safe-ese' for 'how was your dinner,'" whispers Careful.
"Hayburgers, drinks, and dessert at Mel's. We had a great time."
>"Brought you some leftover fudge, Safe. You like peanut butter?" asks Careful.
>"Yes."
>She pauses for a second.
>"Oh. Uh, thank you!"
>"Course!" replies Careful.

>You follow Careful in through the front door, Moondancer still slung over your shoulder in her furry bundle of winter-wear.
>You glance over your other shoulder at Safety, who's standing motionless at guard.
>Her armor's as padded and insulated as Careful's, but her wings are only protected by loose flaps of material, and she's been out in this weather for hours.
>She doesn't show it, but she must be quite chilly.
>It'll get even worse if the wind blows, which it might.
"Safe, you want to come in?"
>She expels an icy cloud of breath.
>"Not while I'm at my post"
"The building's well-heated. You can see the street from the front window, and this is the only entrance."
>"Protocol states..."
>She can't suppress one shiver, interrupting her long description before it starts.
>"It's... it's pretty well-defined."
>Moondancer stirs.
>Her tail twitches, brushing across your face.
>"Please. Come in. It'd make me... make me feel better," she tiredly explains.
>Orders override protocol: Safety doesn't hesitate to trot straight and soldierly through the door.
>"Yes, ma'am."
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>>29315231
shes cute

bellyrubs for all the cute mares tonight
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>>29304724
>Did the sun rise already?
>How long have you been asleep here?
>Your eyes creak open
>Immediately they begin to ache as the light hits them
>You squint to lessen the aching sensation
>Where were you?
>You gently rub your eye with a hoof as events from yesterday begin to play over in your brain
>That’s right
>You had done something absolutely stupid yesterday
>How were you not dead?
>You really should be
>You can almost feel the creaking of your bones as you begin to move again
“Note to self: Find a bed next time.”
>Gently massaging the kinks from your neck, you stand and trot about the house
>There’s a stark dichotomy to see between the homely decorations and the remnants of the military occupation
>You run your hoof along the bannister, collecting dust as you go
“Wonder how long it’s been since anypony set hoof in here.”
>Eventually you find your way to the bathroom
>Upon testing the water, it seems that your luck still persists
“Well, it’s clean at least.”
>Hoping for hot water may be pushing it a bit though
>You take the time to clean the muck from your coat, mane and tail
>As well as your armor
>Your hooves run over the crest upon the chest, as well as the numerous dents and scratches it’s already sustained
>How’d it manage to get like this so quickly?
>15 minutes later and you’re back to being squeaky clean
>Or as much as you could manage
>You head outside and note the odd, out of place decoration on the roof
>It’s no chimney, that’s for sure
“Wait a second…”
>You climb your way onto the roof
“Well look at that.”
>You pry your helmet loose from the wood and examine it
“Still wearable.”
>Perhaps this was a sign of good things to come
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>>29315572
“Right… So what’s on the agenda for today.”
>You talk to yourself as you meander about the homestead
“Find out where I am. Find out how to get back to friendly forces.”
>You look out over the horizon and see nothing of note
”Simple enough, right?”
>Trying to convince yourself wasn’t quite working
>There was Nopony’s Land behind you
>And a road that seemed to go on forever in front of you
>Perhaps sticking around this farm for just a bit wouldn’t be remiss
>So you explore
>You check the windmill first, trotting up the steps and looking around
>At least from here you could get a better view of your surroundings
>You can’t quite make out any landmarks from here
>Nothing but Nopony’s Land, dead fields, and that road
>The road doesn’t look like it leads anywhere
>But all roads gotta lead somewhere, right?
>You think you can just barely make out a city in the distance, but without binoculars, it’s hard to tell
>You also spot something odd
>Near a pockmarked oak tree in the field there appears to be bottles set up on a wooden platform
>It seems the small balcony you’re standing on used to be where somepony was firing from
>The question was whether or not this was before the conversion to outpost or not
>If it was before, you may have luck in finding a weapon here
>You take another, more thorough look around the top of the windmill
>There’s a box underneath the chair that you’d overlooked
>Upon sliding it out and popping it open, your eyes widen
“Now why are YOU here little buddy…”
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>>29315579
>You’d gone and stumbled upon a Traponi Mk II
>Or as the Equestrian forces called it: The Killer 7
“So either I managed to end up in Haytaly, the ponies living here managed to import one, or Haytalian forces set up shop here and left…”
>You think for a moment
“The last one is far more likely.”
>But they’d taught you about these in class before
>It takes you a few moments to recall all of the knowledge
“Let’s see here. If I remember correctly…”
>You attach the metal-framed leather straps to the sleeve of your uniform, giving your right hoof slightly more added weight
>The metal frame was to absorb and dampen the recoil when firing and distribute it evenly throughout your foreleg
>It came with the added benefit of looking pretty cool too
>But the most important bit was what you were attaching to the front of your hoof right now
>The design was simple and rugged
>There was a single large barrel to be loaded from the rear
>After being loaded in, you would slide the breech block horizontally to lock and seal the bore
>A coil within that stores magic then discharges to fire it
>Then you were to slide the block away, let the round slide out, then repeat the process
“Thank youuu Mrs. Morning Glory.”
>Even better was that this particular model had a blade attached on the coil’s housing as a bayonet
>You level the sights at the bottle in the distance after loading in one of the spike shots
>So why was it nicknamed the Killer 7?
>Simply put, because there were 7 different types of shots that could be loaded in
>Spike, gas, scatter, incendiary, bounce, sticky, and shock
>All of them were lethal
>You fired off the Killer7 with a resounding BANG
>The spike flies through the air and shatters the glass bottle, embedding itself in the tree
>You’re almost rattled by the recoil this thing gives off
>You understand now why there’s an entire frame on your foreleg to dampen it
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>>29315586
>You’re happy that the guardspony armor includes multiple pouches to store all the shots you found in the box
>Heck, if this is what was hiding at the top of the windmill, what else could be lying about the homestead?
>You descend the steps back to the ground
>Trotting along with the recoil dampener on your foreleg would take a little getting used to
>Oh well
>The rest of your search however is rather fruitless
>That is, until you check the barn
>It’s been sealed shut
>There are chains threaded through the handles of the barn door
“Just what was so important that they had to lock it up?”
>You’re able to crawl through a hole where the wood at the bottom had broken away
>You stands up and dust yourself off before turning around
“What in the name of Celestia…”
>You’re greeted with something straight out of a movie poster
>There’s a golem
>A golem just sitting there, resting against the back wall of the barn
>There are bayonets stuck into it every which way
>You can see spikes that were fired into it, among other things
>There’s shrapnel embedded into the surface of it
“Now what are you doing all the way out here, friend?”
>You never expected to see one of these up close, let alone at all
>Normally they were only created in the Republic of Zebrica
>And only saw action against the rebels of the Trottoman Empire
>This one looks like it went down fighting
>Or rather you thought that before the sphere in the center started glowing green
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>>29315594
>PANIC
>DON’T PANIC
>You take a few steps back and watch as the massive, bipedal golem begins to stand
>It’s got hands just like a minotaur does
>But its hindlegs were like your forelegs
>How does this thing stand up and not fall over?
>And what is it made of?
>Oh no it’s looking at you
>It’s noticed you
>What do you do
>What DO
>Oh Luna it’s leaning down
>It’s right in front of your face
>”WHO AH YOU.”
“…W-What?”
>”WHO. ARE. YOU.”
>It’s a deep, baritone voice that shakes the interior of the barn as it speaks
“I’m uh… I’m Rewind. 34th Battalion of Celestia’s Royal… Er, Imperial Guard.”
>It pauses for a few moments, seeming to stare straight forward
>”FORMER RIDER, MUDDY WATERS. STATUS, DECEASED.”
“Oh… What happened to them?”
>It takes a few steps back and points at a raised mound of dirt that it had been covering with its hands earlier
“Ah… I’m sorry. What was he like?”
>”HE WAS A GOOD FIGHTER AND FRIEND. WE FOUGHT MANY BATTLES TOGETHER.”
>You sit down for a moment
“What’s your name?”
>”I WAS NOT GIVEN A NAME AT THE TIME OF MY CREATION. MUDDY WATERS HOWEVER REFERRED TO ME AS BANDIT.”
“Bandit huh? That’s a nice name.”
>”THANK YOU. IT WAS GIVEN TO ME BY MY FORMER RIDER, MUDDY WATERS.”
”Right.”
>Bandit simply stands there, looking down at you
“Do you know where we’re located?”
>”INSIDE A BARN.”
“No I mean, what country.”
>”WE ARE CURRENTLY LOCATED IN GERMANEIGH, ON THE FAR OUTSKIRTS OF MARELIN.”
“I’d say far outskirts is a bit of an understatement.”
>”FAR, FAR OUTSKIRTS.”
>You nod a few times before standing up
“Well then don’t you think it’s time to get out of here, Bandit?”
>”NEGATIVE, I MUST STAY HERE TO GUARD MY RIDER’S BODY.”
>You sigh softly
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>>29315604
“Wouldn’t it be better to honor his memory by coming with me? We would end up fighting against the ponies that caused all this to happen.”
>”SPECULATION OF HAYTALIAN FORCES OCCUPYING GERMANEIGH AND REPORTED DEATH COUNTS OF NON-ALLY FORCES SET STATISTICAL ODDS OF ENCOUNTERING THE SPECIFIC INDIVIDUALS RESPONSIBLE AT 27997 TO 1. I AM ALSO NOT DESIGNED TO FEEL URGES COMMONLY FOUND IN PONIES, SUCH AS: REVENGE.”
>He wasn’t wrong, in fact he was objectively right
“Darn, it would be nice to have some assistance. I don’t think I’ve got very good odds of getting back to Equestria alive. I’m sure you can figure that out.”
>”WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO DIVULGE YOUR ODDS OF SURVIVAL.”
“No thanks, I’m okay.”
>”HOWEVER.”
>Your ears perk up
>”THE DEATH OF ANOTHER ALLY AS A RESULT OF MY INACTION IS UNACCEPTABLE.”
>He picks you up by the scruff of your neck and you flail about for a moment before he places you upon his back, between his shoulders
>You watch as a circular indentation begins to open up, extending inwards in a cylindrical shape
>”PLEASE INSERT YOUR HOOF, REWIND.”
“U-Uh, alright.”
>Tentatively, you insert your hoof into the slot, shivering as the cool insides envelop your hoof
>Your foreleg is sucked in all the way up to your shoulder
>”DO NOT BE ALARMED. PAIN IS ONLY TEMPORARY.”
“Wait what pain-AAAH!”
>You yelp as you feel multiple, rapid stabbing sensations upon your foreleg
>You’re unable to wrench your foreleg free, but after a minute or so, the pain is replaced by a cooling sensation
>”PROCESS COMPLETE. PLEASE REMOVE YOUR HOOF.”
>Upon doing so and examining your foreleg, you see a strange symbol etched upon the back of your hoof
>It looks like a vertical spear, flanked on both sides by a garland and text at the bottom that you can’t understand
>”YOU ARE NOW MY NEW RIDER, IMPERIAL GUARD REWIND.”
“A-Alright, but was the tattoo really necessary? I already have one on my rear end.”
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>>29315615
>Bandit easily breaks down the wooden doors of the barn as if they were nothing more than cardboard
>No longer having to stoop inside the confines of the building, Bandit is able to stand at full height
>”WHERE ARE WE TO PROCEED, REWIND.”
>The only obvious path is of course, the road leading away
>Going back into Nopony’s Land is a bad idea
”Let’s follow that road and see where it goes. I suppose our best bet to get back to Equestria is hitching a ride on a zeppelin… Or stealing something else that flies.”
>”VERY WELL, WE WILL PROCEED WITH THESE NNEW OBJECTIVES.”
“They aren’t really objectives, Bandit. I don’t even have a concrete plan in mind.”
>”SUGGEST REINFORCING PLAN WITH REBAR FOR STABILITY AND RELIABILITY.”
>You sigh and rub your head
>It was quite the odd construct
>But with him on your side, plus your Traponi, you felt that the odds were in your favor just a bit more
>You didn’t plan on dying anytime soon
>You were going to make it out of this
>And boy would it be a story for the future
“Hey Bandit.”
>”YES, REWIND.”
“What are you made of?”
>”I AM COMPRISED OF A MIXTURE OF CLAY, MUD, STONE, AND IRON. COMPOSITION SPECIFICS: IRON AND CLAY BASED ENDOSKELETON. PRIMARY LAYER COMPRISED OF STONE MADE UP OF GRANITE, JADEITE, AND BASALT. SECONDARY OUTER LAYER COMPRISED OF MUD AND CLAY.”
>”Why all those materials specifically? Seems random.”
>“IRON AND CLAY PROVIDE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY FOR THE REST OF MY FRAME. STONE MIXTURE CHOSEN FOR MAXIMUM IMPACT ABSORPBTION AND TOUGHNESS. MUD AND CLAY OUTER LAYER FOR FURTHER IMPACT DAMPENING.”
>Huh
“That’s pretty smart.”
>”I WILL REPORT ALL COMPLIMENTS TO MY ARCHITECTS WHEN REUNITED WITH THEM.”
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>>29315615
what
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>>29315625
“How long have we been following this path, Bandit?”
>APPROXIMATELY 3 HOURS, 37 MINUTES.”
“Sweet Celestia how long do you think it’s gonna take until we reach that city over there?”
>”ESTIMATED TIME UNTIL ARRIVAL: 4 HOURS, 12 MINUTES.”
“Guess we’ll be walking for a while.”
>”THAT IS CORRECT. STAY ALERT, WE STILL RESIDE IN HOSTILE TERRITORY.”
“I doubt there’s anypony out here looking for us.”
>”ODDS OF ENCOUNTERING ENEMY FORCES ARE LOW, BUT THE CHANCE IS THERE.”
>As the two of you pass over a railway, you make note of it
“So you said we’re in Germaneigh? And we’re heading towards Marelin?”
>”CORRECT. LAST REPORTS OF CONFLICT FROM MARELIN: REPELLING HAYTALIAN ASSAULT. MAY STILL BE ONGOING.”
“So we could be walking straight into a firefight without knowing it.”
>”THAT IS CORRECT.”
“What do we do in that situation?”
>”HYPOTHETICAL: RETREAT TO FORTIFIED LOCATION, SEARCH FOR MEANS OF QUICKER TRANSPORTATION.”
“I mean you’re pretty quick as is, Bandit.”
>”MY CHASSIS CAN REACH TOP SPEEDS OF UP TO 45 KILOMETERS PER HOUR, BUT I RECOMMEND RAPID TRANSIT IF WE ARE TO ESCAPE ENEMY FORCES.”
“Got it. You know, I’ve never been fired at by two separate enemy forces before.”
>”IT DOES NOT SEEM LIKE A PROSPECT THAT SHOULD BE SOUGHT OUT.”
“No, you’re right. I suppose it’ll give tactical insight?”
>Bandit remains silent
“You know I’m joking, right? I’m not an idiot I swear.”
>”I MADE NO REMARKS ON YOUR INTELLIGENCE, REWIND. MORE DATA IS REQUIRED FOR SPECULATIVE IQ.”
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>>29315635
>As you come into view of the city of Marelin, you stretch upwards a bit to get a better look around. The place looks almost deserted
>Certainly not a good sign
>”STAY ALERT, REWIND.”
“My thoughts exactly. Isn’t this the capital? Shouldn’t there be more ponies around?”
>As you go to slide off of Bandit, he immediately stops you with a hand
“What?”
>He says nothing
>Instead you feel his hand tighten slightly around you and pull you closer to his chest
>He curls around you and suddenly you hear an explosion to your right
>”TAKING HEAVY FIRE. ARTILLERY BASED. RECOMMEND RETREATING FURTHER INTO THE CITY.”
>Guess these golems have almost higher situational awareness or something
“My thoughts exactly! Get further in!”
>Bandit starts to sprint further into the city as presumably Haytalian artillery fire begins to rain around you
>”RECCOMMENDATIONS FOR SUITABLE COVER, REWIND?”
>Your eyes dart around and you spy a large mansion
>You point towards it
“The mansion over there! Hurry before their aim gets better!”
>He holds you close as he bounds towards the building in question
>Unfortunately it appears that you weren’t the only one that thought it was a good place to hole up in
>Assumedly Germane soldiers are pointing and starting to level the cannons at you
“What do we do? The mansion is already occupied!”
>You feel Bandit grip you tighter
>He looks down at you
>”REWIND, DO NOT BE ALARMED.”
>A bubble of green magic appears around you
“Wait what? What are you-“
>Bandit suddenly flings you towards the mansion as you both begin to close the distance
>You hurtle through the air screaming
>The glass of the window shatters and you end up clotheslining two Germane guards with the bubble
>You hit the wall indoors and the bubble dissipates, having absorbed all of the velocity
>Now you were stuck in the occupied mansion with two less guards
>But you didn’t plan for a breach and clear at Mach 1
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That's all from me tonight. I enjoyed making up the dumb design of the Killer7, and also horse puns

I'm also absolute dogshit at pacing, so I'm trying to get better with it, but I promise it's not going to be entirely action, it's set up and I guess some sorta worldbuilding I suppose at the same time, but soon the real meat of the story is going to be introduced, hopefully you'll like it.

>>29315628
It's a golem. Brain in a jar type stuff that'll be explained more throughout the story
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I'm hoping that it's not too much of a different genre to be enjoyable in this thread
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>>29315641
This is well-done so far. You write well. Looking forward to future updates.
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>>29315664
This stuff is good! So far it reminds me of Titanfall 2.
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>>29316000
It's one of my favorite games of last year, and I tend to bring in bits and pieces here and there from other things I enjoy, hopefully with enough homebrew stuff to make it enjoyable to read
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>>29315231
I 'm probably just being dense but i can't quite pinpoint what your going for with Safety First's quirky ways.
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>>29315664
This is great so far, keep it up writefriend
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>>29315615
Neat, Titian fall golems.
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nudge nudge bump for cute guard mare pone
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>>29315641
I'm not a fan of this story and here's why.
>1. Not anon
>2. Having the "Main Character" be an unfeeling robot is an easy way to write yourself into a corner.
>3. Most "All out war" stories tend to be edgy af.
>4. Nothing but OC, you may as well have set the story on earth with humans.
>5. STOP WITH THE CAPITALIZATION.

The story moves too fast, not taking the time to explore the emotions of the characters, the small details that people randomly focus on, the smell, taste, texture of the world.
You give us several scenes, such as "noponys land", the Windmill, The City and more without ever actually describing them.

I can tell you've got this "Epic" story in your head that you really want to tell, but if you want to tell it right you need to slow down, take a deep breath and fully imagine the world, explain it in what will feel like "Painfully slow" detail as I promise you it won't read that slow.

Otherwise, I wish you the best in your writing.
I hope others continue to enjoy your writing as you should hopefully continue to enjoy the act of writing itself.
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>>29317998
>>1. Not anon
alright, this one isnt really something that can be fixed. i find the change quite nice, but of course not everyone will.
>>2. Having the "Main Character" be an unfeeling robot is an easy way to write yourself into a corner.
yes, i believed there could've been more feelings, but it kind of skipped to her floating around, so the weight of killing someone probably passed a long while ago
>>3. Most "All out war" stories tend to be edgy af.
this, im not even sure what to say about this
it's WAR, what you find edgy is pretty much what it's all about. its not like there's room for comfortable moments or feels in a war zone.
>>4. Nothing but OC, you may as well have set the story on earth with humans.
well, its either oc, or you put some canon character that shouldnt be there into the battle
though, i admit the idea of seeing cherry berry, already pissed as she is, going into war is quite amusing
>>5. STOP WITH THE CAPITALIZATION.
and that's kind of an opinion one, too.
i mean, unless it was all capitalized, it'd make sense, but right here it's just to show you how retarded and loud the zebra titan is. it doesnt bother me, at least.

i can agree with the pacing thing though, it would've been nice to get a few details in. what i always do it slow it down and do so is to put in more thoughts from the character. as with the plains, you could be like,
>blah blah, stretches on a lot
>it reminds you of this one post card your dad had in his collection
>you miss your dad
>he was good dad

bam, you just put more character in the character, and now you gotta option for more feels
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>>29315641
I'd like to start reading this but you post so much that I've already fallen quite a bit behind.
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>9
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>>29313107

>>29315664
man, all those posts makes me feel like im serving an appetizer of the appetizer.

>She seems to calm, but not a lot.
>Her eyes turn towards the ground in thought.
>You bring her closer and rub her ears.
>They flick, and she clearly likes it, but she tries to resist leaning into your hand.
>That becomes apparent in the way her head moves.
>The sound of a door clicking is heard, and you're just glad you don't happen to be doing anything... exciting, this time around.
>Though when she comes around this time, you catch her glancing at Brave every so often, like she's trying NOT to look at her.
>"Here's the paperwork. You can just sign it and be on your way."
>You stop rubbing Vannie's ears and grab the pen and papers.
>You also decide to use her as a rest for your right arm while you read the paper.
>Simple stuff, essentially just saying that once you leave, you're on your own, and if you have any injuries, you're responsible.
>Legal crap like that.
>You sign and hand the things over, while Vannie notices her position as your armored arm rest.
>"Aaand, that should be everything. Your items are in that closet right there, though... you might want to think about replacing them."
>You nod, and she walks over to your right side.
>She practically rips the thing from your right hand, but it doesn't seem to hurt.
>It was this weird tiny stick thing, which you thought was INSIDE your hand.
>Glad to see it wasn't.
>The machine next to you starts beeping wildly again, but the nurse quickly unplugs it.
>Huh, interesting.
>"Do you need help standing up, sir?"
>You quickly shake your head.
"I should be okay, thanks."
>Vannie hesitantly hops off the bed and looks up at you.
>With one free arm, you look over Brave, curled up and still crushing everything.
>You rub her ears a bit.
"Brave, wake up."
>When you say 'wake,' she snaps up and stands on the bed, hoof up in a salute.
>...That's new.
>She quickly scans her surroundings, then relaxes and lies down on you.
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>>29319265
>>Though when she comes around this time, you catch her glancing at Brave every so often, like she's trying NOT to look at her.
Why? Is she jealous of cuddles?
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>>29319554
or slightly disturbed. lets not forget that cuddlesluts are a thing
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>>29319265
bat status: not loved
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>>29319265
"Uh, Brave? We're leaving."
>She opens her eyes again and looks at the two beside the bed.
>"...Oh."
>With a sheepish grin, she gets up and hops off with the others, leaving the bed empty and cold.
>And you can't wait to just hop into another one.
>"Sit on the bed before getting off."
>You nod, but disregard what she says.
>Why would you need to sit before hopping off?
>It's not like your legs are broken or anything.
>You step onto the ground and immediately feel dizzy.
"Oh holy shit."
>You catch yourself, and the nurse covers her eyes with the paperwork.
>You're not sure why.
>You mean, if you were going to fall, wouldn't either helping you or getting out of the way be the proper response?
>Then you feel the breeze.
>Not only behind you from the gown, but also in front.
>You look down.
>This gown isn't even covering anything.
>It's just sitting there right on your waistline.
"-Goddamn it!"
>You grab a pillow and cover yourself.
>Vannie's turned away, face more red than you've ever seen it before.
>Brave keeps glancing around, moving from your face, to the side, to the ground and such.
>But you caught her glimpse at the pillow a few times.
>...Alright, you'll just forget that this happened.
"Could, uh, someone get my clothes?"
>Vannie snaps at attention first and instinctively unfurls a wing.
>She winces, then walks over instead.
>Brave moves over to your side and helps you shuffle against the wall and towards the bathroom.
>The nurse is still in the same spot, papers over her face.
>"D-do you, uh, n-need help putting your clothes on?"
>You can feel your face match the same shade of red on Vannie's.
"N-no, that's alright."
>She nods, looking slightly relieved.
>You hop into the bathroom and shut the door with your leg, then have to catch yourself on the sink.
>Fucking hell you can't wait to just be at the castle again.
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>>29319902
She wants the D
They all want the D

You have to promise me blue, you gotta promise me there will be love and hugs and fug before this is over
You gotta promise me that
Promise me
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>>29319902

>>29320002
no, there will be no fug, never ever
anon will die of cancer and pones will guard alone
of course anon, who do you take me for?

>
>And congrats, you're at the castle again!
>It only took a lot falls, loads of embarrassment, and tons of looks from all the ponies.
>But, with walking around in a shirt and slacks that are not only torn, but covered in copious amounts of your own and Griffon's blood, you kind of expected it.
>The guards look at you with wide eyes, but stay silent and watch as you enter.
>In fact, every single one throughout the whole goddamn castle does.
>You're just wearing tattered, blood stained clothes.
>It really that much of an eye-opener?
>...Okay, maybe a little.
>But still.
>You feel like some kind of goddamn endangered animal that-
>-Okay, fuck this shit, you just want to sleep.
>Finally turning the last corner, you see your glorious castle room up ahead.
>Oh man you can't wait to just hop on and sink into those goddamn covers.
>Fucking Griffons, fucking secret underground buildings, and fucking empty ground-zero zones.
>You're done with all that shit, finally.
>The end is near, and it's a goddamn soft ass bed awaiting your return.
>With how much you're anticipating everything, you can't help but feel it's just going to be taken away.
>You'll open the door and bam, look, your room exploded.
>It faded into nothingness, and the Griffons had the last laugh.
>God, just the thought of that pisses you off.
>In these eight days, you hope the whole lot of them got lined up and taken down.
>-Except for that one that almost got you home.
>Though you're sure if she had a knife and enough courage, you'd be dead, but you've gotta feel a bit for what she had been dealt with.
>Plus if she were alive and here, you'd probably have a Griffon maid, which would have been pretty neat.
>But oh well.
>You grab the handle and slowly open it, like you're expecting some scary Japanese girl to be standing inside.
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>>29320127
Ahh, he's become a true follower of Khorne.
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>>29319902
>covers her eyes with the paperwork.

Instincts defended her from the worst booping of her life.
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>>29320127
>Seriously, fuck them for making little girls so terrifying.
>The door finally creaks open, and your eyes quickly adjust to the untouched room before you.
>And right in front of you, your glorious bed.
>You can just feel yourself swell up with joy.
"Oh baby, come here!"
>The girls come in and you shut the door with a leg, then run over to your bed.
>Still being goddamn dizzy, it takes more effort than it should, but when you trip, you fall just where you wanted to.
>You rest and get situated under the covers.
>Then you look at yourself.
>...Goddamn it, you really need a shower.
>With a long groan, you painfully roll out of bed and walk towards the shower.
>The girls follow you, both on standby if you manage to fall on your ass.
>Thankfully, the door pieces that were once everywhere are now picked up, probably thanks to the castle housekeeping.
>So you stumble around without the danger of slipping on something.
>But seriously, why the hell are you so dizzy?
>When you make it to the shower, you stop and sit on the tub.
"Christ, I feel like a toddler walking for the first time."
>Looking up at the girls, you now realize how much brighter their coats used to be.
>...Oh man, you hope they really didn't go shower-less for eight days.
>You glance over the unused tub in the corner of the bathroom.
>...Well, there's an idea.
>Getting up again, you head on over and sit on the much bigger tub nearby.
"So... you two want to join me? Tub's more than big enough."
>In an instant, they both grow red again.
>They both look at each other, as if telepathically trying to come to an agreement.
>Brave's the first to turn to you.
>"I... s-sure."
>"Are you sure YOU want to? Didn't you tell me that bathing, is, you know... yeah?"
"Yeah, but I can look past that. Better to embrace the new culture than go against it."
>And now thinking about it, you never even told Brave about what showering meant to you.
>But based on where she's looking, you can guess why she had that reaction.
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>>29320422
AWW YISS
COZY BATH TIME WITH THE MARES
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>>29320422
i-it's important for anon to keep his special ponies clean.
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>soapy bath water stings like a motherfucker
>Stitches come undone in the tub
>just when he's about to grab brave and vannie by their respective pussies the water turns bright red
>whoops back to the hospital bed again
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>>29320562
It's important they keep HIM clean as well, he took the most injuries, after all.
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>>29317998
I'm sorry that you're not enjoying it, and I'll try and address the points that you've got problems with in order
I didn't really want to just do ANOTHER anon greentext, I guess I just think it's far too oversaturated for my tastes. He's a great vessel to self-insert into, but I didn't want to make the green about him, it's supposed to be a war story told through the micro lens of a single pone and how she deals with it

If you feel that Rewind is an unfeeling robot right now, then as of now I've achieved what I'm going for so far. She deals with her emotions by bottling them away and not showing them. I'm also trying to just not outrgiht say how she's feeling, and characterize her through her actions instead, e.g. how she deals with Bandit, the fact that she goes out of her way to not curse, and that her primary goal is just to keep living rather than anything else. As you can see I'm not very good at subtlety. There's also an underlying theme that she's repeated about twice now that'll persist throughout the story

Look, I'm doing my best not to go full edgemaster in this green. So far I think I've been moderately successful in that endeavor at least. It's not supposed to be an "all out war" story, it's just the backdrop for Rewind's adventure. I did say earlier that it wasn't going to be all action, and I did mean it, after this it starts to die down significantly from action to more exploration styled things

I guess the 4th one is mostly my own personal preference. I'm the kind of autist that thinks that since there's already a show filled with canon characters, all going about their own lives and adventures, that there's not that big of a point involving them in something where they're not needed. It's not going to be COMPLETELY oc focused, but the main character will continue to be one. Canon characters WILL appear and be mentioned of course, but won't play a huge role in the green unless needed
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>>29317998
character limit's a bitch

But like >>29318078
said, it's just an easy way for me to convey the volume and cadence at which Bandit speaks. He's very loud, and very blunt. If I could bold the text instead I would, but I can't. Apologies if it annoys you. It's funny that you mention it though, because in the next update she was going to ask if he could lower the volume of his voice a bit and the ALL CAPS VOICE would stop.
I'm already very aware that I'm not the best when it comes to pacing, and some of it comes from me tossing my hat into the ring where there are two other long running greens. I guess I feel like I have to play catch-up when it's not the case. I'm trying to fix it however, so it's a learning experience

>>29319265
Aw man don't feel that way please. I only write as much for updates as I do because I've got nothing better to do. I'm not a very busy person. That and I feel like I've gotta catch up to you and careful. Besides, it's already biting me in the ass with things like >>29318208
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>>29321064
Listen. A lot of the people in this general are here only for the extreme level of self-inserts that happen in both Careful and Blu's fic (especially the latter). These individuals only want green that they can directly imagine themselves in, where girls magically melt before them and kickass badassery comes out of a "normal" Anon. And that's fine, really, it's an entire appeal and to be entirely honest I enjoy reading both of the other ongoing fics in this thread. But others, they want nothing but that.

Your story is very different, but it fits under this thread's theme. And make no mistake, it is (so far) a very good story. You have an interesting universe set up, and some bizarre events and character setups that, while unusual, work well and are well-done. I would argue that this fic is of a substantially higher quality than either of the other ongoing ones, and can blossom into something really, really great.

Of course, legitimate criticism should be sought out. One potential flaw I've seen is long strings of alternating dialog with no commentary on the scene or tone. Just unbroken conversation, like in >>29315635 . This is a really good fic, and I wouldn't stop it for a few naysayers.

Also, Blu and Careful, your stuff is good, but you can't really deny that it's self-insert and that some of the character interactions are highly unrealistic.

I look forward to updates from all of you.
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>>29320127
>>Plus if she were alive and here, you'd probably have a Griffon maid, which would have been pretty neat.
>>But oh well.
One can only dream, Anon...
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>>29322048
Out of curiosity, what do you mean when you say "bizarre events and character setups?"
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>>29320127
you killed her

gryphon girl is dead
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>>29322866
Character that can rewind time for exactly four seconds, yet carries a humble and cynical view of the world. Other main character: a massive fucking golem that's admittedly just a ripoff of Titanfall's BT (although that's a good character to rip off). Weapon of choice: some weird thing you claim to have made up on the fly. I'm assuming that's the truth as well. The scene is one of all-out war, yet not directly paralleling WW1 or WW2 despite taking cues from at least the former. It's a unique setup of characters and story, is all I'm getting at
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>>29315231
"Look who's awake."
>"Oh!" exclaims Careful, watching Moondancer tiredly stretch and kick with her heavily-clothed backside hanging over your shoulder.
>She chuckles.
>"You, uh, wanna come down, Moonie?"
>"...yeah. Lemme down," confirms Moondancer, wriggling backwards out of your grip.
>You put her down gently on the floor, where she trots over the the coat rack and magicks off her parka, nearly wobbling over in the process.
>"And how about some water," suggests Careful, witnessing the display.
>"HIC. Please."
>She trots off towards the half-kitchen in back.

>Moondancer breathes a sigh of relief to be through talking, only to have Safe approach her.
>"Ma'am?"
>"Uhn. Yes?"
>"You can relocate to your house if you like. Careful and I could go on split duty. I could stay here and she..."
>"No... no. I have a nook here. Stay and read overnight sometimes. No biggie. Want you two take turns. Get sleep too."
>Safe nods and returns to her post.
>"Glad to hear it," says Careful, returning with a glass of water. "With that said, I think I'll get forty winks myself, before my shift. Beanbag in the nook will work fine for me. Anon, you wanna stick around? Take care of Moon... I mean, well, lend us a little guard duty support?"
>You remember Moondancer's drunken rambling at Mel's.
>She might need a friend as well as a guard detail tonight.
>Careful's keen on snuggling, a fact she regularly makes known, but you don't know Moondancer.
>Maybe she's not the snuggling type.
>Maybe just a little one-on-one chat will cheer her up.
>Whatever. You're sure she has a couch or something in her private nook in back.

"Sure. Yeah, Careful. Moonie, you've mentioned you stay over here sometimes...?"
>"Yeah," she answers, after sipping the last of her water. "Room's in back. Wanna get to sleep myself."
>She leads you back there as Careful curls up on the beanbag.
>The space is... very cozy.
>Woodstove, bookshelf, desk...
>Exactly one bed.
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>>29322888
I'll be fleshing out Bandit later on so he's not just a BT clone hopefully
The Killer7 I cobbled together from the loading mechanism of WW1 german artillery some tesla style ideas while trying to keep it within the realm of the show's universe
I'm hoping to take some time later to sketch up what Rewind looks like
But yeah, thanks for the feedback!
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>>29320422
I'm hype. Clean ponies are happy ponies.

>>29322902
Was hoping for Careful to be with us, but I guess Anon can just stand there sweating profusely.

Also I just wanted to say thanks to both of you for sharing your stories. I've been enjoying following along.

Also >>29321064 thanks for joining in, I'm just catching up on your post.
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>>29322878
It's fine anon. Beaks and claws are not cute or cuddly.
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>>29322997
but all that fluff is
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>>29322902
Let the cuddling, COMMENCE.
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>>29323090
meh. every outer feather has hard rib running though the middle making them rather stiff and bristly. they do have down feathers beneath. but those are nestled around the thickest hardest part of the feather.
As long as you just touch the smooth feeling surface it's not too bad. But as soon as you break though that it gets prickly.

I know you have your headcannon but irl it's not really that great.
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>>29320127
>no, there will be no fug, never ever
>anon will die of cancer and pones will guard >alone
>of course anon, who do you take me for?

Well, this Anon read your completed "Little League" story. You really kicked (not punched, kicked) me in the feels with that one. Bravo, by the way, Well done.
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>>29323207
synopsis?
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>>29323234
Anon fends off advances.
Things seem to normalize and get to a good place.
They have a "Watch this; hold my beer" moment.
Then Anon dies at the end.
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>>29323250
neat
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I would have to agree about Rewind. The pacing was quite fast without enough world building.

I prefer stories with relationships, etc. Not that the "lone character facing the world" is bad. I've been reading so much AnonX__ that I've gotten used to it. Something different is a good thing.

I look forward to everyone's updates. It something I look forward to everyday.
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>>29323267
Yeah, if I had been reading it in a book I would have thrown it across the room.
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>>29322902
Aww, I know it was Careful's idea but you gotta give her a quick nuzzle before she goes to sleep Anon.
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>>29323270
working on the pacing problem
and I don't like exposition dumps, so the worldbuilding is interspersed throughout the green
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>>29320422
Rub a dub dub, time to cozy up in the tub.

But seriously, get out of those clothes and clean yourselves up. I'm sure ya'll were freaking everypony out on your way home.
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>>29323090
>you will never bury your face in a gryphon's or pony's chest fluff

feels bad man
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>>29319554
Brave can kill someone with a hug, being nervous is perfectly reasonable.
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>>29315641
>You stagger to your hooves and do your best to calm your racing heart
>It feels like it’s going a mile a minute
>You lean upon the graying, peeling wall, a few flecks of paint falling to the ground
>How did it end up like this?
>You shake your head a bit and brush some glass away from your hooves
>Nothing used to be this way
>At least if what mom and dad said was true
>You shake your head again
>Now wasn’t the time to get introspective
>As far as you knew you were still stuck in here with ponies that wanted you dead
>It wasn’t as if they were going to stop and ask if you were Haytalian before attacking
>But…
“…Did I just invade Germaneigh?”
>You ponder the ramifications of somepony reporting that Equestrian forces were sighted engaging Germane guards
>Would it create an entire new front that Equestria would have to fend against?
>As far as you knew Germaneigh was allied with Equestria
>At least until now
>More and more problems just seem to keep cropping up
>You continue to ponder this
>At least you do until a few tiny pucks were lobbed into the room
>There were only about 3
>But it was enough to make you break out in a cold sweat
>It was time to leave this room
>It was time to leave this room NOW
>You gallop away as you hear the telltale pop, and sound of gas filling the room
>You duck into the next room and close the ornate wooden door behind you
>There were a few things of note in this room
>Like a grand piano in disrepair
>Numerous chairs strewn about
>Oh, and two Germane guards
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>>29323744
>It seems you’ve caught them by surprise
>At least that’s what it seems like from their facial expressions
>They look at each other, then you
>You’ve already pointed the Killer7 at them
>But you haven’t fired
>Why not?
>It wasn’t as if you outnumbered them and could get them to surrender
>But perhaps it was what you were hoping for
>Unfortunately not
>The Unicorn among them sets up a magical barrier as the other rotates the cannon from the window towards you
>Like the rest of their armaments, it would be gas based
>But the impact would surely kill you if it hit directly
>And from this range it was almost impossible to miss you
>You would have to pull off some kind of miracle to not die here
>Or your reflexes needed to be fast enough to go back in time right as they fire
>The magical aura swirls around your horn in anticipation
>You hear a loud bang and crash and immediately send yourself back
>You were standing still so you really only popped out of existence for 4 seconds and then back in
>But they were gone
>The glass behind them had been broken inwards
>You quickly trot over to find Bandit standing outside of the window, two struggling guardsponies held firmly within his grasp
>Just as you begin to speak up, Bandit crushes them within his grasp with a sickening crunch
>Red splatters over the exterior of the mansion
>Their blood speckles upon your armor
>It runs in rivulets down Bandit’s arm
>”REWIND, I DO NOT ADVISE HESITATION.”
>Why did you hesitate in the first place?
>They were just about to kill you
>If you don’t kill them, they’ll kill you
>”There’s no room for second guessing on the battlefield.”
>Who told you that?
>You can’t seem to remember
“R-Right. Got it.”
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>>29323747
>With the construct of war assisting you, clearing the rest of the mansion goes almost smoothly
>Almost scarily efficient
>You push the breech block away and the spent shot falls out
>You load in another one and look around
>There are guards pinned to the walls thanks to the spikes
>Some are dead, others are dying
>The peeling paint had been given a new spattering of red tonight
>You take the moment to sit down and close your eyes
>Right now you didn’t think you could muster the force of will to mercy kill the dying guards
>You rub your eyes with your hooves and open them
>Everything is still the same
>When you think about it longer, they truly didn’t have a chance
>Germaneigh is proficient at long range bombardment, and area denial
>But they’ve only just begun to develop reliable weapons for their infantry
>Once you’d gotten inside, it was already over
>Save for perhaps one of them spearing you with a bayonet
>The one that tried to do that was laying in the hallway
>She had caught you reloading
>So you’d gone back in time and appeared behind her
>Your own bayonet made short work of the poor mare
>You made the mistake of looking into her eyes as she tried to struggle
>You can feel a lump forming in your throat
>You shut your eyes tight and swallow hard, biting back the rising tide of emotion
“Deep breaths. Deep breaths.”
>In through the nose, out through the mouth
>How did it end up like this?
>You carefully wipe your bayonet clean on your thigh
>It’s best not to think about it
>After all
>It’s not like you could change it
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>>29323753
>It was just the way the world worked now
>And it was best not to overthink things too much
>You stand up and turn around, immediately being greeted by Bandit’s large glowing eye sphere
>”IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG, REWIND.”
“GAH SHhhhhhelestia…”
>Startled, you stumble backwards and fall
“Oh, it’s just you Bandit. How’re you holding up?”
>”SUSTAINED MINOR DAMAGE TO SECONDARY LAYER. SHRAPNEL.”
>You wince a bit as he speaks
“Is there any way you could maybe lower your voice?”
>He looks upwards for a moment, as if thinking
>He moves his hand up to the glowing sphere and twists it counter-clockwise
>”Is this sufficient.”
“Yeah, that’s better.”
>You stand back up and dust yourself off, straightening your helmet
“So are we safe now?”
>You ask as you glance over your shoulder
>”Yes, Rewind. It appears the Hayltalian bombardment has ceased as well.”
“Good. Good…”
>You turn and do your best not to look at the bodies as you trot over to a nearby chair and sit down
>”You did not respond to my earlier inquiry.”
>Bandit has moved over and pushed the window near you open
“What?”
>”Are you okay.”
>Opening your mouth to answer, you’re interrupted as you hear something hit the floor behind you
>You quickly spring to your hooves, pointing the Killer7 in that direction
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>>29323755
>One of the guards had wrenched themselves free of the spike nailing them to the wall
>She’d started crawling away towards a nearby door
>Next to her hoof lies a tipped over end table
>It seems she was trying to open the door
>Sighing, you trot over past the trail of blood and roll her over
>You can hear muffled whimpers as, presumably, her wounds are pressed against
>She’s pale
>She’s almost petrified upon seeing you
>You can feel her quivering as your hoof touches her
>The poor mare couldn’t have been older than 19
>This could have very easily been you had things turned out differently
>You push that thought away
>Her eyes are darting back and forth between you and the door
>You glance up at the slightly ajar door, then back to her
“Something important in there?”
>She stops shaking for a moment, but quickly tries to shake her head
>There was obviously something in there
“Hey, stay with me here. What’s in there?”
>This mare wasn’t going to survive
>You didn’t have any first aid supplies
>Already you can feel her heart slowing down
“What’s in that room? C’mon now.”
>It’s no use however
>She’s already gone
>You sigh and close her eyes before standing
>Opening up the door, there appears to be very little of note in the room
>There’s ammunition for the cannons
>A few maps
>And some MREs
>But you don’t see anything that you would rip a hole through yourself to get to
>You trot inside
“Maybe she was gonna grab one of these pucks and try and take me out with her.”
>You flip it a few times in your hoof before putting it in one of your side pouches
>Could come in handy later
“Tenacious little mare if so.”
>You make sure to roll up one of the maps and stuff it in your pack
“Just what in the world was she so scared about me getting my hooves on?”
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>>29323756
>After about 15 minutes of searching, you’re about to give up
>That is, until you spy a painting that somepony had taken off the wall and propped up against the wall
>You pick it up and examine it
>Presumably it was a photo of somepony that lived here
>Mane style indicated it was probably an ancestor from way back when
>But the important part wasn’t the painting itself
>But what it was hiding
>Right where it used to be
>Sitting ever so innocuously on the floor
>Was a small jewelry box
>Setting the painting aside, you pick up the box and examine it
>It was about as long as your foreleg up to your elbow
>You got the feeling that this is what that pony was trying to get to
>You pry open the lock with your bayonet and tentatively open up the box
>There’s an odd, golden light emanating from within
>Something definitely magical was inside
>But you aren’t dead yet, which means opening it the rest of the way wouldn’t kill you
>Upon opening the lid all the way, you’re met with an odd sight
>You aren’t quite sure what you expected, but it certainly wasn’t this
>Inside the box is a dagger
>It was stiletto style, more for stabbing than anything else
>It looked incredibly worn
“Geez… Just how old is this thing?”
>You carefully take it out of the box and turn it over in your hooves
>You can see that there was something inscribed in cursive font on the crossguard
>You hold it closer and wipe away some of the grime obscuring it
“For Fuse, may your cannons echo like thunder.”
>You tilt your head, wondering just who this Fuse was
>From how old the dagger was, you had to guess that they were dead by now
>They had to be from before the war started
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>>29323759
>You step on Bandit’s hand and he gently lowers you to the ground
>”I suggest that we leave the city, Rewind. We may not get another opportunity.”
>Nodding, you start trotting off down the cobblestone street
“I picked up a map in there, apparently those railroad tracks that we passed lead right to the coastline. If we can hitch a ride on a train, we could cut down our journey considerably.”
>Bandit picks you up and gently places you upon his shoulder
>”What will we do when we reach the coast, Rewind.”
>Tapping your chin as the two of you begin to leave the downtown area, you think
“We steal a ship and go back to Equestria.”
>”Do you have a contingency in case of the failure of that objective.”
>Not really, you didn’t
>Wait…
>You pull out the map you’d taken from the mansion and unfurl it
“Where is it where is it…. Aha!”
>You hold it down in front of Bandit’s eye
“Right there.”
>You point at the small, narrow stretch of land that connects the northern half of Equestria with Haytaly
“If we can’t steal a ship, then the Wendigo’s Passage is our backup plan.”
>”Duly noted. We will proceed to West Fillyfurt station and board from there.”
>An hour or so passes with little in the way of conversation between you and Bandit
“Oh! Hey Bandit, do you think you could give this a once over for me?”
>You pull the dagger out and place it in the golem’s hand
>He holds it up to his eye and examines it
>”Strong magical presence detected. Estimated over 50ssu’s.”
>By Tartarus that was a lot
>In school you’d learned that the amount of magic required to raise the sun and the moon simultaneously took a magical force of around 45 Starswirl Units
>And this dagger you found in a box in a mansion in Marelin was over that?
“Anything else?”
>”Negative. I am not equipped for magical analysis.”
>You take the dagger back and tuck it away
>You’ll be handling it with much more care from now on
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>>29323761
>The journey to the train station proves to be like the one leaving the farmstead
>Long
>And rather boring
>But for you it’s a welcome boredom
>You’re not being fired at
>And you can relax fully
>You close your eyes as Bandit’s heavy steps leave tracks in the dirt
>You can make out stars through the leaves above
>It’s a clear night with nary a cloud in the sky
>A question however, begins to probe at the back of your mind
“Hey Bandit?”
>”Yes, Rewind.”
“What’s in that sphere?”
>You ask as you point at the glowing sphere located near the top-center of the golem’s body
>”Me.”
>You blink a few times
“What?”
>”I reside within the housing crystal.”
>Okay, but that doesn’t answer your question
“What do you mean?”
>He stops walking for a moment and reaches up to his eye
>You watch as he presses inwards, then rotates his hand to the right
>The glowing runic lines upon his surface fade
>A feeling of genuine surprise overcomes you as he pulls out the glowing sphere from his body and hands it to you
>It’s warm to the touch and pulses with an unnatural energy
>It feels like no magic you’ve ever felt before
>In fact that bubble he’d put around you when he lobbed you through the window earlier felt the same way
>It felt like you were holding fire that didn’t burn
>The magic seemed to lick at your hooves, as if probing and ever searching
>”Rewind, can you hear me.”
“Of course.”
>”You are holding me within your hooves.”
>You hold it up closer to your face and analyze it further
>Is that…
“A brain?”
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>>29323763
Cool.
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I finally got around to creating a pastebin
It's got every update so far in it, including the one right above of course

http://pastebin.com/mTAB4nnE

Hopefully by the time the next thread rolls around, I'll be in the OP with the other two resident cool guys
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>>29323794
very nice
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>>29323794
Your prose is improving. I'm not a fan of gore but you've provided just enough to paint the scene without overdoing it.

The sphere's his brain? Wait, what? Is it artificial or someone's consciousness was jacked in? Curious, hmmm.
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>>29323137
>he hasn't heard of downy fluff
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>>29325128
>"SQUAK"
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>>29325254
YESSSSS! Sauce?
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bump from 9
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>>29325254
Man, that's gonna be a bitch to get out.
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>9
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i thought about all the stories ive done and did this thing.

>You're walking along the street with Vannie and Brave.
>Makin' your way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and you're-
>"-Anon!?"
>This unfamiliar voice breaks your chain of thought.
>You spin around, and this pony quickly makes their way to you.
>It's a Pegasus with a yellow coat, a hoodie, and a fiery mane and tail.
>She brings you in for a full french kiss right there.
>You can taste oranges.
>The girls instantly get pissed and take defensive stances.
>You're just completely frozen.
>Before they do anything, she finally stops for air, left panting slightly.
"I- who-"
>"-GET AWAY FROM- wait... are you SPITFIRE?"
>"The one and only!"
"...Who?"
>She frowns.
>"Anon, don't you DARE play that game with me! I've been all over Equestria looking for you! And why the hay are you HERE?"
"Uh, I-"
>"-I-is that..."
>"-ANON!"
>Before you can finish your sentence, an orange filly with a blue mane and a cap comes out of nowhere, latching onto you in a hug.
>A minty green unicorn comes by after her.
>But instead of her apologizing for the filly's behavior, she starts crying and hugs you too.
>"A-Anon, y-you're alive! You're really ALIVE!"
"I- what? I don't-"
>"-Hey, move assholes, only Anon gets to hug Anon!"
>A little green filly with a black mane pops out and starts tugging your suit.
>"Now come on, let's get the fuck outta here, Sparkle's going goddamn crazy looking around for you, and I don't do well with crowds."
>You hear a chirp and a tweet, and suddenly two ponies land on your shoulder, one blue, and the other grey.
>"Yo, Anon! Where ya been? Who're these guys?"
>"H-hi, Anon."
>You stand there, being tugged, hugged and perched on.
>The girls don't really help- they're just as confused as you are.
"Who the fucking hell ARE you ponies?!"
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>>29325276
cold sause since I left it on the counter by accident for a couple hours
https://derpibooru.org/1345707?scope=scpebff935b0f3d3d67e8b793251b86a8ce7eefda8e5
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>>29320493
plz source
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>>29327305
That's kinda depressing in a way.
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>>29320422

>>29327650
>when a story is left discontinued, anon just vanishes
>life goes on, no sympathy for those who had cared for or depended on him, and no explanation
great, now i feel like a monster

>You lean over and get the water running, then realize this'll take a while.
>Vannie sits on the ground and takes her helmet off.
>You notice that Brave still doesn't have hers.
>Makes you wonder what happened to it.
>You sit again on the edge of the tub and watch the water pouring for a moment.
"...So, you never did tell me what happened. The whole 'sharing' thing."
>Brave kicks her shoes off and sits down.
>"Well... in those eight days we waited, we... we had a lot of talks."
>Vannie nods.
>"I got to know Brave here a lot more than I thought I ever would."
>She takes her own shoes off and starts to shed out of her armor while she talks.
>"We decided to just talk about how we felt, and it was hard to deny that Brave shared the same feelings about you that I did..."
>She pauses for a moment.
>"After knowing that, I just... I didn't want to fight a friend over it- I mean hay, I didn't want to even before, but I figured, if you could share your feelings for us, then we could share ours for you."
>You slowly nod, and can't help but smile at that.
"I... you guys really don't know how happy I am to hear that. I thought you both just came to an agreement for my sake. -Well, technically you still did, but I'm just glad to know it was on good terms. I really only wanted you both to be happy."
>They both make their way over and hug you.
>"We know, Anon."
>For the second time, you feel completely content, just right where you are.
>...You remember that whole existential crisis you had a long while ago.
>You didn't know what you were here for, who you really were, or what you were meant to do.
>But now... you feel you have a purpose.
>You're going to make sure these two have the happiest lives you can give them.
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>>29327305
HAHAHAHA. Ok, you are forgiven for kicking me in the feels. Love it.
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>>29327762
yessss

now wash them
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>>29327762
>A bit of warm hugging later, you decide to check out the tub.
>It's not full all the way, but hell, it's close enough.
>The girls look over too, and you see that they share the same excitement that you do.
>Christ, it's been like, ten days in total.
>You're one filthy fuck right now.
"Go ahead and hop in if you want. I'll get in right now."
>Vannie nods, glances at her wing, but hops in anyways.
>"-Ohhh, yeeeaaah. Oh Luna, I've needed this."
>You watch Brave pop out of her own armor, and can't help but find it more lewd than it should be.
>This is the first time you've seen her without her armor, after all.
>She just seems so naked without it...
>It's definitely a sight you could get used to.
>You'd rather have more warm, soft pone beside you than cold, hard armor during the night.
>And damn, her coat really does look soft.
>Fluffy, and very white.
>-Just, you know, not right now.
>But also right now.
>It's pretty white and fluffy.
>Once she looks over, you quickly shake the surprised gaze off your face.
"Y-you look really nice without your a-armor on."
>...Man, you just sounded so retarded saying that.
>"Oh... th-thanks."
>A retarded smile crosses your face.
>You really oughta thank the Princesses for giving you these two, sometime.
>-Shit, you wonder if they even know about your relationship though.
>Maybe they just think they're super dedicated to their job or something.
>...Well whatever, you'll deal with that later.
>Right now, it's cleaning time, with the two fluffiest ducks you've ever had the pleasure of bathing with.
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>>29327872
Do hilerious shenanigens ensue or do we finally get to bone the pone?
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>>29327883
i hope hilarious shenanigans.

nothing, not even FUG beats hilarious shenanigans
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>>29327872
Doesn't Brave have luscious, long flowing hair?

I want to see it. Also I want to know how Vannie's wings feel.
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>>29327872
>What, what's that still strapped to Brave's hind leg?
"Uhh, Brave? I think you forgot to take something off there."
>"Oh, this?"
>She knocks the item off of her, and it plops into the water.
>She bends down to fetch it with her teeth, giving you a rather revealing view of her backside.
>You blush and quickly look away.
>A quick glance down reveals Vannie has done the same.
>"Sorry Anon, it's just my knife. I was taking it in anyway."
"You carry a knife? What do you need it for here?"
>You don't recall her ever needing a blade.
>"Oh, I don't normally take it, but I had a surprise for you both."
>She takes the dagger by its hilt in her teeth, and steps towards the two of you.
>Before you can react, she plunges the blade into Vannie's back, right below the base of her neck.
>There's not even a scream, just a loud splash as she crashes into the water, dead instantly.
>The water turns to a sickening shade of red, and you feel ready to vomit.
>"Alright, Anon! No more sharing. Now come here."
>Somehow, despite what just happened, you have an erection.
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>>29327975
kek
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>>29327975
Well alrighty then I guess
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>>29327975
END
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>>29327975
well, at least you're more creative with your bat hate.
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>>29328128
I don't understand the strange bat hatred that autismo has, they're so fluffy and energetic and cute.
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>>29328128
Oh wait that wasn't you? I thought it was a dream sequence.
>>
We hit autosage 6 posts ago.
WHENS NEW THREAD?
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>>29328175
>>29328128
>>29327975

I wonder who could be behind this post?

It was actually me, a writefag from another thread. Bat pone is best waifu
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>>29328175
i will kill anon, but i will never kill cute poners, even in dreams
they're much too pure, but very lewdable
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NEW THREAD NIGGAS
>>29328265
>>29328265
>>29328265
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>>29328270
Thanks for covering.
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>>29268202
Go fuck yourself!
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>>29284901
im so turned on I want more
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