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>ongoing
Brave and Vannie - http://pastebin.com/8E2vAnyi
Careful's Charge - http://pastebin.com/CkZbn3E6
Rewind - http://pastebin.com/mTAB4nnE

>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

>Remember, no homo.

Previous Thread: >>29262261
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>>29328265
F I R S t
for hugs
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Posting sweetest guardsmare
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>>29328289
cute poner, shitty owner
hey that rhymed
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Have to say something. As the usual bat hater and the one that is digusted by its presence, restrict hate to comments.

Hijacking Blu's story is past the line
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>98,000+ words
>9,600+ lines
>5,300+ views
>4 and a half months in the making

what am i doing with my life man
anyways, now i have two pastebins, because i apparently exceeded the size limit

http://pastebin.com/PqiY52Zi
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>>29328289
>More Cocksock broodslave guard when?
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>>29328265
Thanks for covering my ass. Had to go visit the parents
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>>29328427
You're doing good work, son.

You're doing good work.
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>>29328289
I want to have her lay across my lap so I can pet her.
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Messing around with some things in inkscape to make Rewind, might mess with the mane design and finish the rest of the body later
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>>29329209
So far so good mate!
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>>29329507
lol
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>>29329209
I like this horse. Tis a good horse.
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bat
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>>29328427
Enriching our literary lives.
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bin updated.

3am snuck up fast so no update tonight.

I'm getting closer to a scene I've wanted to do since I drafted up this chapter. It's gonna be fun.

wondering what to do for the next Careful arc following a little time off to make room for Yak/Nak Guard
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>>29328449
Hopefully, never
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>>29329758
damn. well, looking forward to it.

as far as ideas.
there's always work related stuff. maybe a promotion? or higher ups finding out she boinking her charge and don't like it. scummy coworkers. maybe an excolt friend starts causing trouble. and there's always the changeling rout.
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>>29328265
She okay with him being arrested or okay with being hugged?
This is important.
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>>29329758
I am enjoying Careful Watch very much. I prefer romance/slice of life over war/gore.

Brave and Vannie adds just the right amount of conflict to drive the story point forward without turning me off.

Rewind is a bit over the top for me already. It's not a bad contribution. It's just that Dystopian war and gore is not my thing.
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>>29329922
I don't think you know what dystopian means, friend. And there's not been any gratuitous, grindhouse-style gore in my story so far
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>>29329962
My apologies then. I made an assumption based on what little I've read. I'll tell you what. I'll start from the beginning now that you've got a pastebin up and I'll promise to try and keep an open mind.
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>>29329507
Kek, is this oc?
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>>29329867
>him
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>>29328449
When you die, go to hell, and have satan pull you too far down his spiky cock and kills you by accident.
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>>29330432
Good man, though if you played TitanFall 2, you will have seen a lot of it already.
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>>29331106
When you faggots aren't so obvious and lazy shitposting in other threads, you could leave an potentially make your faggot general not shit....oh wait, what you cockgobblers want is inherently shit. Nice try for getting that (you) though.
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>>29323763
>There was a brain in the sphere
>It was simply there, suspended within
>As innocuous as anything else
>”Yes. That is my brain.”
“Is… Is it real or?”
>”It is organic, yes.”
>Does this mean that…
“Bandit? Were you a pony before this?”
>”Yes, Rewind.”
>You simply hold it in your hooves as the otherworldly magic caresses your hooves
>Now more than before you hold it with practiced carefulness
>There was somepony else held within your hooves
>So that’s what he meant when he said it was him inside the orb
“What… How did this happen?”
“It is this way for every golem created.”
>Every single one?
“I meant more specifically. Just how you came to be like… This.”
>”I used to be as you were, and as Muddy Waters before you. Once the rider, now the construct.”
“So it’s a cycle…”
>”That is correct. If we are grievously injured in battle, with no odds of survival, our golem performs the final rites.”
>”It pierces the heart and extracts the rider’s brain afterwards to store it safely. The brain is then returned to the architects, who encase it in an orb like the one you hold now.”
>You glance down at the orb cradled in your arms
>It pulses with every word Bandit speaks
>”The golem is then constructed around the housing sphere and our shamans revive the brain.”
>But…
“Isn’t that a bit cruel? To never be put to rest?”
>”Our rest will come when the war ends. Every day we fight draws us closer to it.”
“Unless the crystal and the brain are destroyed, right?”
>”Correct.”
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>>29331458
>You sit in silence within Bandit’s hand for a while
>It’s taking a bit to absorb the information he’s given you
>This wasn’t just an artificial construct
>This used to be somepony
>Somepony alive
>Somepony with a mom, dad, siblings
>A life just like your own
>And to become this artifact of war without so much as questioning it…
“So why doesn’t anypony refuse to become a golem?”
>”We are not divulged the information as to what they are created from. Only that they should be treated as your ally, and your partner.”
>You want to be angry
>You can feel it welling up within your gut
>It’s an awful, wrenching feeling
>But there’s no point
>It was a fact of life now
>Just like everything else in this world
>They were effective weapons
>However…
“Do you still feel?”
>”Emotions, yes.”
“Then why do you sound so… Artificial? Not like a pony?”
>”The more time that passes within this body, the less I am able to feel. I cannot feel sensations such as touch, taste or smell.”
>You remain silent
>”As such, my ability to process emotions and states of mind such as: Anger, pain, and joy is dampened. Enough times passes, and soon I forget what they ever felt like.”
>You muster the courage to ask another question
“How long have you been like this, Bandit?”
>”Approximately… 2 years, 9 months, 4 days, 12 minutes, 4 seconds.”
>So long…
>You hold the sphere tighter
>Nothing but the wind greets your pause
“So… For Muddy Waters did you… You know…”
>”Perform the last rites.”
“Yes… That.”
>”I did not.”
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>>29331465
>You blink a few times
“Huh?”
>”I did not perform the last rites on Muddy Waters.”
>Confusion overtakes you
“But, I thought that’s what every golem has to do when the rider is going to die.”
>”You are correct.”
“Then why didn’t you?”
>Bandit pauses
“Bandi-”
>”I could not.”
>You sit in stunned silence as he cuts you off
“Why?”
>”Muddy Waters was my friend. My best friend. Even before I became this. As a pony, I joined the military alongside him.”
>”He was not informed when I was killed in action. But the architects assigned him to me as my rider.”
>Why would they do something like that?
>”At the time, I was still becoming used to my new body. I could still feel my visceral emotions. I could not will myself to tell him what had happened.”
>Bandit’s hand begins to grip you tighter, even as you hold the sphere in your hooves
>”When we had become cornered by Haytalian forces, Muddy Waters was injured whilst fending off infantry.”
>”Their forces locked us in the barn with magical seals when they could not destroy me.”
>They must have been gone by the time you arrived
>”I could do nothing for my friend as he died, save for accelerating the process.”
“So you…”
>”I pierced his heart and he died instantly. But I could not bring myself to remove his brain.”
>“I refused to continue the cycle and instead buried him inside the barn.”
>It’s almost jarring to hear him describe this in a nigh emotionless tone
>The pressure exerted by his grip is very apparent now
>But he seems to be making sure not to hurt you
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
>”It is not something you need to concern yourself with. I no longer possess the ability to feel grief, nor do I possess the anatomy required to produce tears.”
>You doubt that first part
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>>29331474
>A considerable amount of time passes with no conversation between the two of you as Bandit continues to follow the path
>However there’s a question gnawing its way through your mind
“Hey Bandit?”
>”Yes Rewind.”
“Is Bandit your real name?”
>”It is not. It was given to me by the architects.”
“Then what’s your real name?”
>”I once was Sandstone, if my memories are correct.”
>Your mind lingers on his words
>Once was
“You’re still Sandstone though. That was who you were before this. What’s changed? Your body?”
>You gently hold the sphere up as you gesture to the golem
“Your memories are still the same. And even though I never met you before this, I’m sure your mannerisms, your quirks, your thoughts, they’re still your own, right?”
>”That is correct.”
“Then what do you mean you “once were” Sandstone? That’s still who you are!”
>You do your best to smile
>He seems to stop and think over your words
>”You hold an odd view of my situation, Rewind. One that has never been brought to my attention before.”
>That’s good, right?
>”Will you continue holding me.”
“What? O-Oh! Right!”
>You hold out the orb and he replaces it into the indentation within his torso
“Sorry.”
>”There is nothing to apologize for, Rewind. I thank you for our conversation.”
“Oh, uh… No problem.”
>He continues to hold onto you as you two leave Marelin’s city limits and proceed into the countryside
>”I recommend rest to relieve today’s stress. I will wake you upon our arrival at the station.”
>As he says so, you can feel your eyelids growing heavy
>Perhaps you’d just been ignoring it up until now
“Right. You’re right.”
>You curl up within his hand
“Just one more question.”
>He looks over at you
“What do you want me to call you from now on?”
>”You may refer to me however you wish.”
“Alright. Good night Sandstone.”
>”…Rest well, Rewind.”
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>>29331480
>You dream for the first time in quite awhile
>Or rather, you’re able to recall this one as it happens
>You’re laying on the ground
>The sky is gray
>Overcast
>It’s raining
>It patters on your face gently
>Where were you?
>You crane your head to look to either side
>There’s nothing but mud, barbed wire, and trenches in either direction
>A battle took place here
>But it was over now
>Why were you still here?
>Why were you laying in Nopony’s Land?
>It wasn’t safe out here
>But the battle was over
>What happened?
>You try and sit up
>But you can’t move
>Why can’t you move?
>You start to panic as you hear hoofsteps
>Just one set
>And only two hooves
>Thump
>Thump
>Thump
>Thump
>A chill runs down your spine, but it only makes you colder
>A shadow looms over you
>You can only stare upwards as fear grips your heart
>There’s a golem standing over you
>It stares, unflinching at you
>It speaks but you can’t understand it
>It wasn’t in a language you understood
>You watch as it tilts to one side, as if confused by you
>It speaks again, and you recognize the words as it does
>”Something important in there?”
>It asks, in your voice as it places a finger upon your chest, directly over your heart
>You’re terrified
>You can’t answer as your words hitch in your throat
>”Hey, stay with me here. What’s in there?”
>You feel a sharp pain as something shoots into your chest
>You can feel it stab into your heart
>You lay there twitching
>But you don’t die
>You can feel as the familiar dagger retracts back through your body and into the golem’s finger
>You watch in agony as its hands begin to move towards your head
>As they close in and blot out your vision, you awaken in a cold sweat
>”Rewind, is something wrong?”
“What? N-No no just… Just a bad dream…”
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>>29331488
>You do your best to go back to sleep
>Luckily, there are no more nightmares that plague you as you do
>You’re awoken a few hours later as Bandit places you in a traincar with no roof
“Huh? What?”
>”Records found within the trainyard indicate this one delivering cargo to the coast.”
“Really? That’s great!”
>”Advise lowering your voice. I am unable to tell if we are alone.”
“Right, sorry.”
>“It is fine.”
>The massive golem pulls a tarp over the two of you, concealing both of you from the outside world
>”The train will depart in the morning, and will take a total of two days and 3 hours to reach the coastal city of Haydelberg. It is unknown whether or not it will pass through security checkpoints.”
>You nod softly
>”If you wish to acquire more sleep, you would not be remiss to do so now.”
>You’d like to, but…
>That nightmare you had still rests in the back of your mind
>Something about it however sticks out to you
>It was that weird dagger you’d been stabbed with in your dream
>You still can’t figure it out
>You fish it out from your pack and examine it
>It continues to emanate a soft, golden light, even now
“Still got no idea what this does?”
>Sandstone takes the dagger between two fingers and looks closely at it
>”Secondary analysis: Temporal disruption as the cause of abnormally high magic levels. Recommend extreme caution if handled with magic.”
>Temporal?
>As in time?
>You take the dagger as he hands it back and put it away
>You try to take Sandstone’s advice and go back to sleep
>It was still dark out, so it wasn’t difficult
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>>29331493
>”I hear they put her in a golem.”
>”What? No way, those are nowhere near our front.”
>”I’m telling you, it’s true! They brought a shaman in and everything”
>”Pff, even if they did, it’s not like Rewind would change much.”
>”I mean, that’s a bit harsh but… I can’t argue with the truth.”
>You can hear voices in your dream
>You look down
>You see hands
>You turn them over
>Your hooves are gone
>You feel cold
>You wake up
>You groan
>If you didn’t know any better you’d think Luna was up to something
>But she’s far too busy to interfere within the dreams of somepony thousands of miles away, whom she’s never met
>You can only imagine the kind of nightmares she sees during the night from everypony now
>Shuddering, you turn over and face Sandstone as those familiar words echo in your head once more
>”Something important in there?”
>You reach into your pack and remove the dagger, holding it close to your chest
>Your mind starts to race as you feel the warmth of it against your cold armor
>Just what was so important about you?
>What in your heart was so important that you were allowed to keep living?
>Why are you even laying here next to a construct that used to be a pony?
>Was living that important?
>Was that the only reason that you’re still going strong?
>Just to live?
>What kind of existence is that?
>Were you really any different from Sandstone?
>…Yes
>But he actually felt things
>He feels things even when his body is designed not to
>But what excuse do you have?
>Are your own emotions really that intrusive that you have to sequester them away?
>Why do you ignore those feelings?
>Why were you so cold?
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>>29331498
>You desperately try to fight back the typhoon of questions in your mind
>Coming up with more and more excuses
>”There’s no room for your emotions when the world is like this.”
>”It’s better not to feel.”
>”This is just the way things are now.”
>”You still feel things, just not as much as other ponies.”
>”At the end of the day, living another day IS the most important.”
>All lies you keep telling yourself
>You lie there against the tarp as rain patters against the outside
>Between you, a piece of metal, and a golem, how are you the coldest thing here?
>How did it all end up this way?
>What meaning did your life hold?
>”Something important in there?”
>Why did that hurt so much?
>After a few minutes of silent contemplation, you speak up
>You try and hide your voice cracking
“H-Hey, Sandstone? Are you awake?”
>”Yes, Rewind.”
“I’m… I’m gonna try something, okay? Don’t freak out.”
>”I will refrain from being alarmed.”
>You hold the dagger up at take a deep breath
>You close your eyes
>Magic swirls about your horn, coating it in an aura of amber-orange
>It was just like any other time going back 4 seconds
>But you had to test something
>You wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly until you did
>But still you hesitated
>What if it didn’t work?
>What if you pop back into existence and nothing’s changed?
>What if you’re still laying here?
>Perhaps it would be better not to try…
>No
>In reality, what did you have to lose?
>It wasn’t as if you had an important mission to carry out
>You just wanted to keep living
>And for what, just to wake up the next day and live some more?
>Was that really a life worth living?
>Once more, with a flash of light, you cease to exist and go back in time
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Whew, I won't say that this was a first for me, but man did it feel different to write this update
But it felt really good describing inner thoughts and turmoils of a character without much else going on

pastebin is updated of course
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>>29331126
Who are you talking about?
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>>29331520
really good stuff man I'm definitely enjoying it
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>>29331106
idk what you're talkin about all i see is guards protecting the princess from a savage illegal hugging attempt.
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>>29332337
It just wants (you)s, don't feed it.
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>>29331654
The Captain probably just got triggered by the mere mention of the word "gay" again.
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>>29333404
Nice boogyman dumbass. Did you freaks find it again, or are you faggots going to use that name again to pretend there is only one person that hates your shit?
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>>29327872
>Brave slowly drops into the bath, dipping her forelegs in and having a hard time moving over.
>You can just see her rump and hind legs on the outside, trying desperately to scale the tall tub.
>And as much as your inner-self wouldn't mind the view, you try not to look and instead hold your hand out for her hind leg to stand on.
>It works, and she quickly gets over like she's climbing a fence, one hind leg at a time.
>She splashes in, and you realize you haven't even taken anything off.
>Including all the bandages wrapped around you.
>...Shit.
>You were aware of them being there, but you didn't think about what might happen if you hopped into hot water with them.
>After biting your lip and thinking, you decide to just see the extent of the damage.
>It's been eight days, it might have all healed enough to be somewhat safe.
>You mean, you're pretty damn sure you have stitches on your stomach that should definitely not be in the water, but you'll take your chances with that.
>Going for your right arm first, you slowly unwrap the bandages around where you remember there being a particularly large scratch.
>But to your surprise, there's nothing there but a small scar.
>Okay, you remember there being a PRETTY BIG cut, right where you're looking.
>Shaking your head, you take off all the bandages on your left.
>Nothing.
>Legs?
>Bigger scars, but fucking nothing.
>What the hell kind of sorcery is this?
>Your arms and legs, in a matter of eight days, have completely healed.
>Seriously, you don't get it.
>Finally, you lift the tattered remains of your shirt and slowly unwrap those bandages.
>Now here, you're absolutely certain there's something.
>There has to be, because you still feel sore as hell there.
>You stand there and unwrap, then finally come down to taking the last few bandages off.
>Once you do, you're just confused further.
>No stitches, no huge gash, just a tiny cut.
>Like, enough to just warrant a band-aid.
>What the hell.
"What the hell."
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>>29334125

so today i had filled a prescription for someone whose last name was abat, and it amused me more than it should have

>"What's wrong, Anon? Why aren't you hopping in, yet?"
>You walk up to the tub and just show them where your cuts should have been.
>They don't say anything.
>In fact, they kind of just look at you like you're retarded.
"How the hell did these cuts heal so fast? I mean, look at this!"
>"...Yeah? That was the stasis spell at work."
>You look around at yourself a little longer.
>But the looks they're giving you tell that you're clearly getting freaked out over something common for ponies.
>You shake your head and figure there's no way to understand it.
>Magic is a whole thing you wouldn't want to waste your life learning about.
>But seriously, if there was a way to combine moder- well, pre-Equestria tech with magic, flying cars and shit could've been made a long time ago.
>And imagine how much better your time there would have been?
>You would've spent less time gaming alone and more time showing these girls the wonders of it.
>You could've been watching scary movies and shit, enjoying the extra comfort when they cuddle against you because they're scared.
>...Damn it.
>Well, regardless of the many missed opportunities, for both mankind and yourself, maybe it's as it should be.
>Can't imagine what some people would do to other ponies.
>...Christ.
>You blink and shake those thoughts away, when you realize you've just been staring at the ground for a solid minute.
>You take your destroyed shirt off and toss it on the ground.
>At this point it looks less like a shirt, and more like some kind of goddamn tribal wear.
>Moving over to the pants, it's hard not to remember how commando you're going right now.
>And though these two already got a sneak peek of Jr, you'd rather not just wave him around like that.
>This whole bathing thing still seems a bit weird to you.
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>>29334146
kek, that sounds amazing.
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>>29334146
>You slide them trousers off and cover your Anon bits, then slowly make your way in the water while the girls turn away.
>As suspected, they blush furiously, and you can't help but find these cartoon-like physics at work amusing.
>Seriously, it should not be possible to be so red.
>When you blush, you can notice it, sure, but not as bad as these girls here.
>Especially with Brave having a pure white coat, she could be used as a beacon with a face as red as that.
>You submerge yourself and quickly feel a shiver run up your back.
>Then bliss.
>Pure, unadulterated bliss.
"Hoooly shiiit."
>Vannie slowly nods, sharing the same relaxed look you have on your face.
>She looks like she just took a big hit of something, the way she's melting like that.
>Brave dips her head into the water -just like a duck- and quickly comes back out.
>Before she brushes the mane out of her face, she reminds you exactly of the scary Japanese girls you were talking about.
>Just, you know, cuter.
>Her mane spills out everywhere and around the water.
>It's a mystery how she's able to keep that much hair under control with a helmet.
>"-Oooh!"
>You look over, and Vannie's inspecting a bottle.
>It's the complimentary crap that comes with the room, like in a hotel.
>Of course it's all crap you don't use, because all you need is soap and shampoo, not bath salts and conditioner and shit.
>She squeezes and pours a bit of it into the water, then it slips and falls into the tub.
>"Oh hay."
>You all watch it sink to the bottom.
"What exactly was that?"
>Before you can say anything, a shit ton of bubbles start to pour out from the bottle.
>And yes, you do mean a shit ton.
>You quickly dive your hand in and grab it.
>...Bubble soap, of course.
>-But it's still making bubbles.
>OUT of the water.
"Why the hell is it still going?"
>"It's the magical kind of bubble bath. It makes a bunch when it comes in contact with water."
>Brave sighs and slowly shakes her head.
>"I know from experience."
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>>29333512
>you freaks
Are you talking about someone? Seriously, your posts give an impression you're talking with voices in your head, are you ok?
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>>29330432
>>29330684
Ok, I managed to catch up. I still feel the fighting was a bit more graphic than necessary. However, I do see how it fits in the narrative attempt to show Rewind's turmoil over having to kill somepony. I guess the depiction isn't that much worse than some of Blu's Anon vs Griffin scenes.

I see your character development is improving there. Particularly as Rewind learns more about Bandit. That right there is starting to draw me in.

I find the "brain in a jar" angle intriguing. Reminds me of Anne McCaffrey's shell-people or GITS even.

I haven't played TitanFall2. I did find the first one in a clearance bin somewhere. I've only done the training and had my flank handed to me in Multiplayer arenas.
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>>29334256
Fluffy ponies in a fluffy bubble bath. Couldn't ask for more. Well, I could but I'll be patient. :)
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>>29334256
kek
fucking vannie man
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>>29331520
You got me a little more intrigued.

>>29334256
Dirty minded ponies need a good scrubbing.

also.

>They know that a stallion's thingy is usually hidden.
Anon kinda needs to explain a bit about human anatomy.
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>>29334146
>>You would've spent less time gaming alone and more time showing these girls the wonders of it.
Chad would be better at magic of course and he'd steal all the girls from you
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>>29331520
So at first, when I saw your story I kind of assumed the war environment was the setup for us to get a Royal Guard Mare kicking flank. Action-hero-mare would have fit the theme, but contrast nicely with the comfy greens we have going now.

But poor Rewind is... not that. Right now she's badly shell-shocked by the war, and what I took to be a reticent personality seems to have eroded into emotional numbness and depression. She's not gonna be the action hero, but as she starts acquiring reasons to keep going or things or people to protect, I hope we get to watch her character grow and develop into a plucky survivalist.

I hope I'm not getting too far ahead of myself But I'm looking forward to that ride. Whatever way you take it, as long as we get to see Rewind put herself back together a little bit and start using her power in clever ways to get her and her companion out of jams, it should be a good read.
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>>29336645
l-let us dream, anon
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>>29337083
But she's still a fluffy pure poner, man. She can't just ditch all her feelings and become Rambo.
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>>29337501
I don't want that -- I want her to work through some feels and become a bit less sad sack and a bit more Little Pip. So not "roll in guns blazing" more "distract guards by deliberately triggering anti-personnel mines" or "divert the train by jumping off to hit the switch, then teleporting back to land on the next flatcar behind her."

Right now her character is written as more emotionally numb than the golem. She's just kinda going through the motions right now, and I'd rather she grow some feels.

I mean, shit, at least can we see a little bit of emotion?
Nervous anticipation before examining the creepy magic death dagger?
Fear or worry before going into dangerous situations?
A little bit of celebration or relief after making it out of a jam?
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>>29338083
I'm glad that you (and a few other anons) have noticed how emotionally stilted she is. Which was what I was going for

If you'd noticed from the latest update, even she realizes it
>>Between you, a piece of metal, and a golem, how are you the coldest thing here?

And that even now she's starting to let a few things through
>“Then what do you mean you “once were” Sandstone? That’s still who you are!”

She's having dreams where there's a golem standing over her asking if there's anything in that heart of hers, while using the exact same words she did while talking to the guard she killed

That's why right now she's trying one last thing to give herself meaning, so that she CAN feel all those emotions again
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>>29328427
I was reading and noticed that in the first pastebin that Vannie cleaned up the door fragments that Brave smashed and Anon acknowledged it. But later in the second pastebin Anon either has forgotten this or it's just a lil' mistake.
Just thought you'd wanna know baby-Blu <3
Line 3875 on the first pastebin http://pastebin.com/8E2vAnyi and line 723 on the second pastebin http://pastebin.com/PqiY52Zi
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>>29338975
silly you anon, i dont make mistakes
goddamn it i fucking had a feeling i messed up, but i was too lazy to ctrl+f
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>>29339666
The devil trips are with you.
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>>29328265
So
>Every single royal guard is a mare in this general
>Even though it is shown in the show itself that pretty much every guard is a stallion
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>29339818
Reminder to not reply to shitposters, Anons!
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>>29339853
We know dude, just report the faggot and ignore it. They will run off at some point.
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>>29339853
How the hell is that a shitpost when it is canon? Do you even watch the damn show?
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>>29339876
We do, but when we have idiots that complain about batguards not being cannon we tend to just ignore minor annoyances like that. Not to mention your previous comment isn't really relevant.
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>>29339886
So you create a general that has a Mares-Only rule even though stallion guards are canon, and then you cry when people say that Luna's guards having fangs or the Royal Guards being filled with nothing but mares is bullshit? No offence, but that really sounds like a serious case of autism.
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>>29339940
Now, first off dumbass, this thread is filled with straight content with writers that prefer writing mare guards. There is nothing stopping anyone from male guards, they just cant be gay/gay focused/ect. If you want to bitch about something that banal that no one else cares about, then do it yourself. Second, there isn't a mares only rule, so unless your one of our regular faggot shitposters that don't know how to read, try again when you take your meds and your not a fucking idiot. Unless your just trying to strawman, the only reason you are getting a reply is to clear up any misconceptions for newfags that are too lazy to read the OP. Good day shitposter.
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>29339940
>Mare-controlled guard
Find a single story that explicitly says this is the case.
Anyways, no (You) for you, fag.
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>>29340032
>There is nothing stopping anyone from male guards
Except that rule you have in the OP.
>Guard Mare
>they just cant be gay/gay focused/ect.
That's the one.
No matter how god-like or feelsy a guard story might be, it is not allowed here at all if it is even hinted that one single guard might be gay.
>Second, there isn't a mares only rule
>I don't even care about the general I hang out in
If you say you don't have a rule like that, then I suppose you don't mind getting rid of the word 'Mare' from the OP on the next thread?
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>29340087
(Citation needed)
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>>29340113
Its just another illiterate faggot that wondered off from HHH, just report it and ignore it now.
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>>29340118
Report for doing what!?
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>29340087
>getting rid of the word 'Mare' from the OP
You wish, faggot.
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>>29339666
It happens! I sure hope it gets super lewd sometime
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>>29339666
Unf Vannie being a sexy bat maid is the best image ever. 10/10 change
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>>29340675
good thing it was already made, then
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>>29340675
Yeah?
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which mare will lose her virginty to anon first?
brave or vannie?
will he make one of them watch patiently and take turns on the same night in some kind of akward fluffy orgy or will he treat them to their own special night of love?
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>>29340869
What the fuck did you just fucking say to me you little bitch?
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>>29334256
>Streams upon streams of bubbles run from the bottle and down your arm.
>There doesn't seem to be any soap left, just tons of bubbles.
>Well, can't be helped, now.
>You toss it into the tub.
"Guess it's a bubble bath, now."
>"-Anon, do you REALIZE how many bubbles HALF a bottle can make?"
>You shake your head.
"I didn't even know magic bubble soap was a thing."
>Seriously, it's like there isn't a single thing magic doesn't do here.
>First it heals you, then it threatens to drown you in bubbles.
>Brave has like, the most scared look on her face right now.
"Besides, unless the bubbles are acid or something, it won't hurt anyone."
>You pause.
>They AREN'T acidic, are they?
>-No damn it, of course they're not.
>You just held the bottle in your hands.
>But damn, with magic, who knows?
>You could drop a pistol blueprint, and when you look up, there's Maliwan weapons everywhere.
>Though you doubt ponies would be needing that anytime soon.
>-The word need rings in your head, and you slowly realize something.
>The soap and shampoo is still in the shower.
>Damn it.
>And you wouldn't want to send the girls out to get it.
"Ugh, I'll be back."
>Using the bubbles as cover, you hop out, grab your destroyed slacks, and use them as a shield.
>"Where you going?"
"I forgot the cleaning things over here!"
>You walk backwards towards the shower while the girls watch you curiously.
>Not even three seconds in, you fucking slip and fall backwards.
>You catch the back of your head with a hand luckily, but almost immediately, the girls are near the end of the tub, fore-hooves on the edge and ready to hop out.
>"Are you okay?!"
"Yeah, not dead yet. Just in pain."
>At least your front is still covered.
>Sliding around a bit, you finally bring yourself up and walk on over.
>Mission success!
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>>29340884
>You throw the soap and shampoo in the pockets, then grab your scrubby thing, too.
>And since you're facing the same direction, walking back is no problem.
>The girls, blocked by the now enormous mountain of bubbles, just stick to the part of the tub they were at.
>You hop in and put everything down.
>With the bubbles and the warmth of the water, this may as well be a jacuzzi.
>"So, Anon... how come you're always covering yourself like that? I mean, you almost got hurt because of it!"
>You and Vannie share a look.
"...Weeell, back on Ear- back then, everybody wore clothes, unless they were showering, doing.... lewd things, or just weird."
>Her head tilts slightly, and she tries to make sense of your explanation.
>Then another tinge of red touches her cheeks, and she nods.
>"Oh."
"Yep. Because of that, you really only shower with your significant other, either because you're hoping to, you know, do things in the shower, or because you've been with them for so long that you're both just comfortable seeing each other without clothes on."
>She slowly nods again.
>"...Anon, that's kind of a lot of bubbles."
>You quit your monologue and turn to your side.
>And Vannie is completely right.
>Instead of spreading out, that mountain of bubbles is kind of just getting bigger.
>Really quickly, you might add.
>And while the fact that there's so many goddamn bubbles would worry anyone else, you're kind of just glad you don't have to clean this place up.
>But really, it's more of the fact that you've never had a proper bubble bath before.
>Like, imagine a bunch of these bottles in a swimming pool?
>Damn, that would be awesome...
>You scoop a chunk of bubbles with your hand and put them on Vannie's muzzle.
>For a second she's stuck still, like she has no idea what you did to her.
>Brave does that giggle again, covering her muzzle with a hoof.
>Goddamn it, you don't know how to explain it really, but just hearing that... it feels really nice.
>It's a weird feeling.
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>>29340979
hhnggg
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>>29340979
>Brave slowly grabs a bit of the bubbles in her own hoof.
>Though she kind of hesitates, like she's worried someone will get mad at her.
>She glances at you for what looks like approval, after staring at her hoof for a moment.
>You only respond with a small, amused smile.
>She gently places it on her head, then shapes it into a horn.
>When she looks up at herself, you get that giggle of hers again.
>Holy shit man, you know that sharp pain in your heart is no coincidence.
>Vannie leans over and grabs a ton of bubbles, then puts them on your head.
>It looks like you're part of the KKK now.
>You grab a bit and put them on your face, making what you're sure is an excellent bubble beard.
"I dunno, you girls think I should shave after this?"
>They both give you the damn cutest little laughs.
>Giggles you'd expect out of ponies much younger than they are.
>Jesus, you hope they know CPR if you have a heart attack right now.
>While they start to play around more, you take this opportunity to actually start bathing.
>You grab the shampoo first and get a big glob in your hand.
>While Vannie's turned and experimenting in bubble art with Brave, you put it on her head and start to rub around.
>Almost immediately, her ears fold over, and she gently starts to lean into your hand.
>Brave pauses and just looks on like a broke kid looking at a candy store.
>You motion her over, then pull your hand back to pour some in your other hand.
>When you turn back to them, Vannie now has this sad, pleading look on her face.
>It quickly stops when you go back to rubbing.
>The plan was kind of to just work around everything while they enjoyed the bath and everything, but they just completely stopped what they were doing.
>They both lean in, ears flopped over and their eyes closed with a smile.
>Makes you kind of jealous.
>They're enjoying their time and your fingers, and making you curious as to what it actually feels like.
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>>29341138
My heart
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>>29340687
>>29340787
10/10
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>>29340881
they'll lay on top of each other and make out while anon deflowers both of them
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>>29340881
>>29341737
But the real question is Anon, how would YOU?
http://www.strawpoll.me/12199453
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>>29341760
dude. making one of them wait like outside or something?
They need to learn to enjoy each other if this is is ever going to have any chance of working out.
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>>29341861
What if another one's just out and about, though?
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>>29341898
Going behind the others back should be out of the question. And if anon ask the girls what they want and that's it. I'm sure vannie would say one at a time is ok. but that's because she's already feeling like a 3rd wheel.
If it's going to happen like that she needs to go first to keep her from getting more depressed..
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>>29341974
but they love being together so they should all make love together, you dig?
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>>29341974
Hmm you have a point. I'm not so sure now. I did vote for the fluffy orgy but hmm I don't know
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>>29342601
agreed
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>>29341760
Should be special night for each, then fluffy orgy.
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>>29342629
>fluffy orgy

I did too.

Just making a point for whatever ol blue decides to give us.
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>>29342707
I want anon to ask them and see what they're comfortable with, who wants to be first and whatnot
They need to get what they want weither that's a huge orgy pile or individually and it shouldn't be anons decision
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>>29342726
This seems like the most pertinent use of his time, preferably now as he has their undivided attention and Sun an Moon horse isn't around to make things awkward. those two are going to jump in and cock block so fucking hard, I am calling it now.
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>>29331520
I had to take a week off due to busy times, so I only saw your green today. And man am I glad I didn't skip it. This thread was missing a story that isn't a full on harem self insert fic (that seems to have dropped the "guard" part along the way). Your pacing was really awkward at first, but you improved. I was also concerned about the main character randomly having this super awesome life saving power, but so far you're not overusing it. The gore feels unnecessary, but I guess that's what happens when you come up with a spike launcher as a main weapon (which is an odd choice desu senpai)

The one thing that irks me however, is your world building. You obviously went for this WW1 x Titanfall theme, and you tried to create the feeling of a universal conflict that flips everyone's lives upside down. But I feel that you went a bit too far on that. See, before the last batch, I had no idea who is fighting who. You have an Equestrian air force being shot down by Phrench(?) forces, the main charcter is on an empty(?) zeppelin that is crashing down but being boarded by 1 dude all the meanwhile. As a result they crash in Germany(?), which is being invaded by Italy. And in the words of main character, both of those forces are hostile. You further contradict that by naming Germany the ally of Equestria. So this feels like a giant FFA with everyone fighting everyone, and Celestia randomly sending squadron of zeppelins to die for no reason, to the wrong country no less. Neither of the world wars was like this - it was party A fighting party B. If party C got involved, they sided with whoever they were not fighting. You created a giant clusterfuck that makes it hard to follow the premise.

Also, someone mentioned that your story is OC only, and could very well be about humans. I somewhat agree, since it's literally horses fighting horses, and no sign of other races in there. This adds to the other problems I have with the war you created, and makes a very awkward premise.
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>>29343774
Oh, and "no man's land" is not a random phrase that people used to describe wasteland. It was literally the area between two trenchlines, that was not controlled by any side. You can't just use it to describe a countryside in the hostile country, as it is, by definition, controlled by (hostile) forces. Germany or Italy, but it doesn't matter - behind enemy lines != no man's land

Yes yes, >>>/his/ and all that
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>>29343774
>This thread was missing a story that isn't a full on harem self insert fic (that seems to have dropped the "guard" part along the way).
(You)
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>>29341138
Now is the time Anon. In the cover of the bubbles, push the bat's head below the water until it stops making bubbles. Then live with strong Brave.
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>>29343774
>>29343784

I'm trying not to directly parallel any major world war here desu famalamadingdong.
Sorry if it seems like a clusterfuck, but I actually do have a concrete idea written down of who is against who
It involves Equestria, Zebrica, Germaneigh, and the Trottoman Empire on one side (who I suppose you could call the allies)
Against Haytaly, Prance, Trottoman Rebels and Gryphus, the latter of which hasn't been introduced/mentioned yet.
Which I suppose is almost a mirror to WWI, but I digress.

To address your quibbles with the story that weren't explained very well: Since there are no aeroplanes in pone world, seeing as how they don't need them with wings and such, their aerial battles are mostly aerial melees. And since there are no planes, they take down zeppelins by boarding and clearing them out from the inside. Rewind woke up on one at the tail end of that process when every other pone had already cleared out

I don't recall where Rewind said both forces were hostile, but that's decidedly not true in the context in which you say so. The reason both forces are hostile is because she and Bandit/Sandstone would be caught in the crossfire with both sides assuming they're an enemy. If I DID at some point have Rewind say the Germaneigh was specifically an enemy, then please point it out.

And yes, I'm well aware that no man's land is what you described, and I wouldn't have used it otherwise. They DI crash land inbetween a large expanse between trenches

It may not seem like it, but to my own credit, I know what I'm talking about

Oh, and the Killer7 being a spike launched was because I didn't simply want to put lolgunz in horseland. It would just feel lazy to me. Instead I ended up making what was essentially pone-mounted artillery, sized down, that launches spikes. Specifically spikes because it's a Haytalian weapon, and in this story, their big thing is weapons that maim as well as kill.
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>>29344406
It's actually highly suggested that guns (((do))) exist in horseland in-show in a very basic form, but then again my only given evidence is Rainbow talking about boolet. Throw in some saddle-mounted arquebus and be a real man.
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>>29343774
Also her power is far from life saving
If you read early on it states that she retains injuries even while going back. Her reflexes are what save her most of the time.

And I assure that even if it's not had an emphasis put on it, the Guard pretext is still there. There's a subtle detail that she name-dropped a while back. Specifically that she's not a royal guard, but an imperial guard. It's why her armor isn't golden and is instead made of a different material and design.

I didn't just want to keep major powers that are known IRL and just transplant them into the green because it just felt lazy. Some got mixed around, others have been altered substantially. While it may be confusing (as shown from your response) it's also not a carbon copy of existing events
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>>29344451
New developments in pone-based warfare will be coming Soon™
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>>29344494
Nice.
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>>29344406
>I'm trying not to directly parallel any major world war here desu famalamadingdong.
Between trenches, zeppelins, German gas grenades, soldiers in gas masks, primitive artillery, Gallipoli-like assault and the recent surge in popularity of WW1 in popular culture, I couldn't tell.

>I don't recall where Rewind said both forces were hostile
Fair enough. It was
>>”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.”
But, afterwards there was this line
>Assumedly Germane soldiers are pointing and starting to level the cannons at you
Which makes no sense to me really. If, as you said, golems are only procuded by Zebras to help Ottomans, both of which are allied with Germanes, why would they be hostile towards one? Even worse, why would the golem be hostile towards them?
>”THE DEATH OF ANOTHER ALLY AS A RESULT OF MY INACTION IS UNACCEPTABLE.”

>And yes, I'm well aware that no man's land is what you described, and I wouldn't have used it otherwise. They DI crash land inbetween a large expanse between trenches
So I assume they were trying to fly over to Prance from Equestria. That 1 zeppelin has steered of course and crashed in Germaneigh. How and when is that a terrain between trenches? German-Pfrench trenches? But they just walked out of it, straight into the capital without encountering any trenches, let alone any Pfrench troops. They just got shot by Italy and killed their allies in Germanes.

>Also her power is far from life saving
>If you read early on it states that she retains injuries even while going back.
So that's what it meant. I couldn't for the life of me understand what injuries, since she said she had died at one occasion

>And I assure that even if it's not had an emphasis put on it, the Guard pretext is still there.
I didn't question that.
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>>29344743
You make a fair point about the golem bit, but I'm gonna handwave that bit away by saying that the golems are only being deployed on the Zebrican front, where Germaneigh wouldn't really be around anyway.
And Bandit/Sandstone being hostile towards the allied Germane soldiers is mostly explained by them being hostile towards Rewind. Gotta protect her y'know?

Apologies for me making it seem like she'd died once before, but I meant that she'd fallen off some scaffolding and activated her 4 second rewind magic, putting her back up on it before she could fall too far. That was my bad.

I'm still learning and developing my writing as I go along. I've only written a few other greens before this
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>>29343774
>>29344406
I'm glad I'm not the only who felt the same way about the gore. I accept that some needs to be portrayed; it is a war setting after all, but I think there is a point were it becomes unnecessary.

As promised, I did read it again and caught up to the latest update as of now. I can feel myself getting hooked by the existential exploration Rewind (and possibly now Bandit/Sandstone) swirling in their minds. The writing is improving as I could almost feel Rewind's concern over the fact that Bandit was(is?) a living, breathing pony.

I too found the battle at the mansion a little confusing as I thought they were allied as well. I chalked it up to a "fog of war" moment. Or, perhaps, there's more too it? And what is that dagger?
aw, carp. ok maybe the story is growing on me ;P

until next time Anons.
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>>29344888
checked

And also I don't plan on the gore being a major part of the story
I did so in the mansion to show the kind of shit that Rewind had to go through dealing with her allies
As well as a reflectory "Oh shit what am I doing is this necessary" type thing
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>>29344883
>Bandit/Sandstone being hostile towards the allied Germane soldiers is mostly explained by them being hostile towards Rewind. Gotta protect her y'know?

>I cannot let my ally get hurt through inaction.
>I will therefore protect my ally through action.
>But then I will hurt allies with my action.
>...
>I never asked for this

This "robotic not quite" moral dilemmas could be taken to some places.
>inb4 protecting the rider overtires everything else

Pic unrelated
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>>29345234
Yeah I was kind of setting up for a dilemma caused by his logic, but I'm not going for an Asimov's law sort of thing. For the most part they've got free will
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>>29328265
Memes
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>>29345653
I don't get it.
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>>29345703
She was arrested.
Now she's in prison.
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>>29345710
That's not a prison though...that's a straight jacket and asylum room.
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>>29345280
Now knowing how the golem is created I would think the three laws would not apply anyway. Does provide many story possibilities though.
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>>29345715
Maximum security.
Plus torture because she can't have the mangoes.
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>>29345745
I don't get the mangoes thing, but whatever. I can only imagine the faggot shitposter complaining about bats and mangoes like they killed his parents.
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>>29345653
Fuck off to your own general.
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>>29331504
I'm glad to see you're sticking to writing this. Our current works are great, but having a more serious-themed guardpone story is a nice turn as well. Keep at it!
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>9
nein
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>>29345843
whelp, at least we know batfag is still among us
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>>29341138
>>29344033
No, now is the time when he can touch one lewdly without the other knowing.

Lets see how long she can keep herself composed until she does something that lets the other know whats going on.
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>>29347519
Solid Anon stealth molests his girls in the tub, behind a thin cover of bubbles...yesssss.
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>>29345653
that's horrible. and you should feel horrible.
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>>29345653
That's really cute, but damn man you draw your ponies fat as hell.
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>>29348359
>fat
nigga you mean THICC
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>>29341138
>Sure, you'd think that the fact that they have flat-surfaced hooves also plays a part in it, but still.
>They're acting like this is the best thing ever, and you kind of wish you could just experience it for yourself to find out.
>You run your fingers through their manes, and yeah, there's definitely more to cover with Brave's mane.
>Though Vannie's definitely fluffier.
>It'll take a while to clean that coat of hers, you're sure.
>-And speaking of clean, you notice that those damn bubbles are getting dangerously close to you.
>The tub is pretty damn big as it is, so the fact that it's now got you cornered so quickly is kind of ridiculous.
>It slowly moves closer to you, and you end up paying more attention to the enormous glob of bubbles beside you.
>And soon enough, it all slowly wraps around and completely encases you.
>Fucking hell there's so many bubbles.
>If you didn't know you were at the edge of the tub, you'd never find your way out of this without tripping and falling out of it.
>You pull your hands back and try to give yourself some room here.
>One of the girls gasps.
>"Anon! Where'd you go?"
>Before you open your mouth, you figure you could have a little fun here.
>You've got bubble cover now.
>You sneak and slowly make your way towards the middle of the tub.
>"W-where's Anon?"
>"I can't tell! There's too many stupid bubbles!"
>"A-Anon! Where are you?"
>You have to suppress a shit eating grin while you stand there.
>Man, you really do feel like a kid again.
>You dip your head in and take a quick look around the water.
>It stings like hell, but you can see their hooves over in one spot.
"Oh god, the bubbles are killing me!"
>"-Anon!"
>Another quick peek, and you see her starting to doggie paddle towards you.
>Sneakily moving away a bit, you decide to go after Vannie first.
>Man, trying to spook a pony should not be this fun.
>You mean, you haven't even done anything yet, and you're smiling like a retard.
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>>29348586
>Making sure she's turned away from you, like a sneaky snake, you walk your way over.
>"Vannie? Anon?"
>"I'm still here! You see Anon yet?"
>"No, I can't see anything!"
>Just on her words alone, you can tell that she's right next to you.
>But to make sure, you check under the water again.
>Alright, you're good, let's spook a pone.
>Moving through the water, you're almost completely silent.
>The noise Brave's making while moving around is more than enough to silence your own movements.
>You hold your arms in, and move juuust a bit closer.
>Once you can see a small silhouette in the bubbles, you decide to attack.
>You hop towards and grab her.
>"-EEE!"
>She freaks out and starts splashing around, but it's too late, you've already gotten her in you grip.
>After she realizes you're no water demon, she scrunches.
>"Dear Luna, Anon! Nearly killed me!"
>"-Vannie? What's happening?"
>You put a finger on her muzzle, getting a slightly annoyed look in return.
>Though, you notice her gaze lower a bit, and a blush forms on her face.
>Before your mouth runs off, you look at yourself.
>Not only are you, well, in the tub as you are, but you've got Vannie close against you.
>...Yeah, you can kind of see it, now.
>She looks off to the sides, as if expecting to see a whole crowd staring at you both.
>Not only that, but the expression on her face is just nervous.
>So, instead of keeping it that way, you give her a small kiss on her forehead.
>-Oh god, you can taste the damn shampoo.
>It's too terrible for word-
"-MMF!"
>Your mind quickly starts up and processes what's happening.
>Vannie just caught you in a kiss.
>She pushes you against the edge of the tub, ears folded over and eyes shut, like she's scared to open them.
>You can practically feel the heat radiating from her cheeks.
>But as quickly as it happens, it stops, and she pulls away, shaking slightly like she's made a terrible mistake.
>-Oh hell, you need to keep Jr. in line here.
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>>29348594
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>>29345653
Kill yourself
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>29348753
and here, we find another faggot, hiding in his natural habitat, desperately searching for a (You) to feed himself with.

what sets this sub species apart from other anons, is that instead of giving a thread genuine, well thought responses, it resorts to a kind of behavior we like to call, "shitposting"

while the drive of the creature's behavior is unknown, the mindless faggot tends to attack everywhere and everywhere it believes a (You) may be plucked, in order to feed, and survive another day.
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>>29348594
Good, now give brave the spoops.
Also...
>you need to fug the mares, anon
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>>29348594
ok, blu, now that everyone's interested and fug will happen soon, it's the perfect time to abandon the threat for like a week or so.
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>>29349035
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>>29349035
>Posting unrelated content that belongs in other general is not shitposting
>Telling the people who do that to fuck off is
Didn't we have that discussion 50 times already?
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>>29348594
>you give her a small kiss on her forehead

damn that's cute.

>mmf
too bad the shampoo is spoiling it a little for her.
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>>29348594
BATS GOING FOR THE DICKING
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back with more excuses. been trying to make my sleep schedule normal, which is impacting writing since I usually hammer out CC updates from 1-3AM on the brink of passing out. hope to get back to it soon.
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>>29349762
>sleep

That's what meth is for silly.
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>>29349762
nah. who needs slee..zzzzzzzzzz
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>>29349313
noooooo, don't you dare! Don't give 'em any ideas Anon.
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>>29349762
I feel you. My sleep schedule is fucked a lot of the time.
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>>29348359
You don't know the joy of proper breeding hips.
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>>29349035
>It's okay to post batmemes and other shit that has nothing to do with royal guards if I like it
>It's only shitposting if people are posting something -I- don't like
>Fuck what everyone else thinks
>>29349418
This.
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>>29348594
Tell her to wait then point with your dick in Brave's general direction, lets lewdly spook these fuckpones.
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Vannie Vannie rude lewd fanny!
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>people this assmad over a follow up pic to the OP
it's one picture and it's done by our drawfag, calm the hell down. it wasn't even posted in the autistic shitfest that is the bat pony thread.
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>>29351084
>our drawfag
Nigga if he starts drawing anthro furry port will you still call him >yours just because he "regaled" you once with his donkey eared art?

Also I like how the narrative changes here over the time.
>Omg what are you talking about, noboty posts bats here
>Omg it's a pic of a bat horse from our story, get over it
>Lol you are so mad, it's just one picture xd
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>>29351084
>bat
>bat
>bat from bat general
>Vannie
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>>29350555
There's breeding hips and then there's bloated.

I know my breeding hips.
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>>29348493
That is just a buzzword for fat acceptance. Good /fit/izens like myself know better.

>>29348586
Tell the bat that you arent into rodents. Push it away and call for Brave.
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>>29353151
>Tell the bat that you arent into rodents
And that you aren't into things made up by autists.
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>>29351084
>Torturing ponies.
>Especially a little cutie that just wanted a jug.

No
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>>29353445
>Not torturing ponies lewdly
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>>29349313
good idea!
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>>29354233
Blu, please no. I beg of you, please stay senpai.
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>>29354673
It's over Anon, there will be no fluffy orgy, thanks to that other Anon.
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>>29352308
>>29353662
>Stringing up a tough-as-nails guardpone and teasing her with vibrators until she cracks completely and begs you to let her cum
>Watching her muscles tense as she heaves and stretches, trying to get that last marvelous touch that will send her over the edge
>Continuing to deny her until she's near-crying with need
>Giving her that final push to send her into a wild, spasming climax - eyes rolled back and body heaving
U-Unf....
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>>29354233
>>29349762
>Blu running off to do... whatever that guy does
>CW trying to sleep normal hours

Existence is suffering, punctuated by brief moments of happiness reading greentext about cute ponies.
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>>29355193
noice
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>>29354233
well shit it was supposed to be a joke, don't actually leave

also, i'm not sure if that's actually blu because he doesnt tripfag.
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>>29328289
sauce?
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>>29358924
I am convinced that there would have been a lot more guard stories here if that 'Mare'-part wasn't in the OP.
>Dude lurks /mlp/
>"Hmm, I feel like writing/drawing royal guards being bros and stuff. But where to go?"
>"Can't go to this guard general because it says "GuardMare", so no stallions."
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>>29359194
The OP is clear on the subject, if you want gay go to HHH. Your strawman is asinine, now fuck off.
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>>29328265
I am a fucking idiot, who forgot to post the whole OP description? We are missing some important context here.
I call making the next thread so the next one isn't screwed up.
The missing part for those that don't know.
>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.
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>>29359242
That's' too much shit. What's there is fine.
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>>29359242
I call for you to start taking your medicine again and fuck off already. The >No homo is clear enough for everyone except the likes of you, who will never be happy anyway.

You know what? Fuck it. I call boycotting the next thread with an autistic description and using what we have here instead
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>>29359265
>>29359266
No Homo isn't enough, that's just begging for them to come strawman. This much is good enough.
>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.
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>>29359328
Oh shut up already, there was fine amount of shitposting with that autistic part in there, anyone with half a brain will get a message anyway
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>>29359359
What are you talking about?
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>>29359328
You might as well tell everyone who wants bats to go to the Batpony general while you're at it.
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>>29359453
There are no batpone shitposters but the ones the faggots pretend to be. If you have an aneurism at the mention of mangoes, that's your problem.
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>>29359328
>>29359242
Keep it short and sweet.
>While the title says "Royal Guard Mare," any gender or species is fine, as long as they are royal guards. But please take your gay centric prompts/stories to the Homo Horse Hangout thread.
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>>29359494
That works for me.
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>>29359476
If you have an aneurism at the mention of one stallion who just happens to like other stallions, that's your problem.
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>>29359494
Yup
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>>29359476
>people posting things I don't like are shitposters
>people litetally shitposting other things is just this one big scary boggeyman that is here falseflagging.
I wish I was making this autism up
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>>29359494
>Even though the title says "Royal Guard Mare," we are still okay with stallions
No offense, but that just sounds so damn retarded.
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>>29359542
I cant tell if you are actually thinking that the entire line is going to be used as the thread title, if you don't know what a comma does and you mistaken what he said, or if your fucking with us.
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Why is there even a discussion around this? When you had that paragraph in there, there was shitposting. Two threads without it, no increase in shitposting. If anything it makes us look slightly less autistic. Just keep it as it is for fuck sake
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>>29359603
They were banned during that time, they are just very stubborn about sucking dick here, well complaining about being able too at any rate.
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>>29359617
Didn't most of the shitposting come from that super-sensitive homophobe?
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>>29359665
Nah, they have been at for a few months now. Even tried to make a fake thread and everything, but when people figured out that the faggots just kept posting gay prompts like it was HHH and shitposted it to death, the thread archived before 300 posts. They are a bit butthurt by not being wanted when they try to sneak in. There was no oversensitive homophobe though, that guy was just telling the faggots to fuck off, they say there is only one to try and justify sticking around to shitpost. Hell, one of them even made a fake name and tried to make a strawman out of him, it was kind of sad.
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>>29359684
>Even tried to make a fake thread and everything
>If it doesn't have the "mares, no gays allowed" in the OP, then it is a fake thread
So what you're saying is that no one is allowed to create guard threads anymore on /mlp/ if they don't put that "no homo allowed unless it's between two mares" rule in the OP? You're not really helping.

>There was no oversensitive homophobe though
Oh please, we all know he's here.
You know you have a problem if you have post a wall of text about how everyone is a samefagging homo the second someone posts one tiny line of green in other generals that don't even have a problem with people posting gay prompts.
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>>29359617
>They were banned.
Are you actually mentally handicapped? Because that is some Adolf Hitler level of mental gymnastics, except he was doing it on purpose.

>We are being swarmed by gay shitposters, they are ruining our thread!
>W-what do you mean they are not? W-well, that's only because they are banned. Because I can totally know that on an anonymous imageboard for chinese cartoons, trust me! We must expell the jew-err I mean put more autism in the OP. Yes, totally.

Stop it. Get some help.
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Honestly, it's kinda funny and a little sad when you think about it.
>Gay guards, no matter how awesome or feelsy the story might be, are not allowed because "they only care about sucking dicks and nothing else reeeee"
>Meanwhile, people are talking about lesbian mares who only cares about eating carpet
>>29355193
>And torture porn
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>>29359906
Neither of those happened, you might want some fresh straw buddy.
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>>29359919
>Neither of those happened
>Last thread had some lesbian action and art posted
>Literally made a reply to an Anon talking about torture porn in this very thread
Are you illiterate? Or do you just have a bad habit of replying to others without actually reading their posts first?
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>>29360010
That was a out of context pic of Vannie an Brave(still waiting for the drawfag to come finish it), and this>>29355193
isn't torture porn. Unless you don't know what your taking about, or are just another of the few faggots that got back looking for a (you), that isn't even close to torture porn. So about that straw, did you get something fresh or are you just so desperate that you think repeating the wrong thing will somehow make it correct.
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>>29360079
There's no reasoning with fags, Anon.
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>>29329614
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>>29360182
True enough, in any case I am off to make something to eat. A question to bring the thread back on topic after the shitposting spree, what would you feed your neighborhood guard, do you feed your waifu guard something special?
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>>29328265
you wouldn't happen to know if that bat pony is this one by any chance?
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>>29360320
its a random pic with guard pones doing their job, use your imagination or something.
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>>29360271
>what would you feed your neighborhood guard
I would feed him hay.
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>>29360337
yeah but like the hors is cute. like super cute, i was just wondering
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>>29360320
>>29360363
Why don't you just beat it to the Bat general and ask them?
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>>29360375
I mean maybe that'll work.
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>>29360388
We aren't a knockoff bat thread, so that should have been your first idea anyways, no harm done though, and good luck finding out. Also checked.
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>We absolutely must post elaborate essays about just how straight this thread must be, just so that people from /otherthread/ don't come here.
>Having unrelates memes from /mythread/ though is okay, as there is no way it will cause people from it to come here and post unrelated garbage.
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>>29360409
i never said you were
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>>29360467
I know, we just have a lot of shitposters lately pretending to be regulars and stir up trouble.
link this guy>29360423
you unfortunately gave them some ammo to bitch about a bit long until the mods come an clean them up, but no hard feelings mate, have a good day.
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>>29360532
well shit i apologize
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>>29360579
Its okay, if you didn't do it one of them would. Its cool, they are very dedicated shitposters, and I think they are back to the five or six of them still around. We got this, go find the name of your prison girl.
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>>29360595
Sixty. At least. They were hired by Illuminati and Bernie Sanders just to spite you anon.
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>>29360595
So you're a shitposter if you don't like batponies and batmemes, but you're an alright guy if you don't like the tiniest amount of gay guards?
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>>29360723
Don't encourage the idiots, just call the mods and ignore them. Fake (you)s are still (you)s.
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>>29360735
Announcing fake reports is a bannable offense
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>>29360320
no it is not.
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Apologies for breaking up the shitposting for a moment, but Rewind's vector is done
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>>29360786
where da cute mares at
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>>29360790
Neat
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>>29360799
*lewd mares
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>>29360861
>not superior cutelewd
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>>29360861
*lewd guards
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>>29360790
Cooool, next thread image.
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>>29360790
Not half bad!

Looks like a younger Mayor Mare. Pretty cute - would fuck in a foxhole during a lull in the fighting while she covers her mouth so as not to alert anyone with her moans.
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>>29361210
Unf
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>>29360271
bananas
mangoes
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>last bit of green 1 day and 21 hours ago
Nice job Anon, you really did it now.
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>>29361503
I apologize, yesterday was a busy day.
Almost died, threw up after winning an eating contest, outran some cops that were going in the opposite direction- the usual.

But anyways, I'm stuck without my computer now, so green might take a while.
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>>29361503
I'm stuck between saying this is why we can't have nice things or saying the shitposting is what happens when Anons are deprived of green for too long humph.
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>>29361567
Shit! That sounds pretty exciting atleast to me hope your guts are A-okay though! And what happened to your computer?
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>>29361580
Its a bit of both really, this board is full of impatient autists. Tg is more chill than this.
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>>29361628
Just out and about right now, didn't think of bringing my porn machine with me. All the green I coulda posted is on there, and I can't continue on my phone because I don't know where I left off.
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>>29361670
So in short
>pic related
>>29362060
>porn machine
Kek and also a good travels to you!
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>>29355193
Actually, "Sir, Yes Sir" listed in the OP is almost this minus the strung up and vibrators part. I wouldn't mind seeing it expanded upon.
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>>29359494
Agreed
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>>29360790
Not bad. I imagine this as picture take soon after joking the guard because at this time in the story I'd think she'd have bags under her eyes from exhaustion.
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>>29361567
Sounds like a one shot writing prompt. Hope you're doing better.
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>>29362407
Joining

Dammit autocorrect
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p-please blue m-my dick
erections aren't supposed to last 48 hours
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>>29362060
My brain auto translated that to...

>"Posting from a kesterd phone from county lockup"

Hope you get released soon.
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>>29348594
>Before attending to her, you try to spit out the damn soap in your mouth.
"Christ..."
>"I-I'm sorry Anon, I don't know what I was thinking, I-I was just..."
>You look at her, covering her face with her hooves and shaking even more.
>Then you realize what this must look like to her.
"-Oh, no! No no, I wasn't spitting because of you! I got some of that shampoo in my mouth."
>You hold her close and rub her back.
"You didn't do anything wrong."
>But she doesn't stop shaking.
>And, now looking at it, it's weird how much a little intimacy changes these two.
>You mean, one moment Vannie's punching catbirds left and right, and the next she's shaking like a leaf in your arms.
>Maybe they're scared of it themselves, or they really are just scared to displease you.
>But odds are that it's the former, 'cause you're no demanding person, you'd like to think.
>Nonetheless, you know just how to defuse this situation.
>You dip a little lower to her height and bring her in for her own kiss.
>The whole sh-bang, too, a little sideways so your nose isn't smashing into her muzzle, eyes closed and everything.
>She tenses up, then, just as her co-worker counterpart, she slowly relaxes, like putty in your hands.
>Honestly, you've always hated seeing people eating each other's faces like this in public, one because it's in fucking public, get a damn room, and two, because they'd always get into it.
>Like, you could hear all these disgusting noises that just reminded you of some retard sucking his fingers clean of apple sauce.
>But, now that you're here...
>You know how much you missed out.
>Plus, you're both completely silent, so it just proves that everyone else you've seen doing this are savages.
>Though, maybe it has something to do with the fact that you're with a pony-
>You're thinking to hard about this.
>But you also can't stop yourself.
>Your mind's just running a mile a minute.
>There's no tongue or anything, but what you're feeling is almost indescribable.
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>>29363154
>As with Brave, the racing of her heart against your own is the most noticeable feeling.
>The warm fuzziness of her body pressed against yours, on top of the heat already in the tub.
>You continue to rub her back, but stop yourself from going any lower.
>This goes on for about a few minutes, until you both part.
>Vannie just stares at you, eyes wide, blush on her face and ears standing as straight as can be.
>"I...I..."
>...You think you might have broken her.
>She stares past you, that same expression just sitting on her face.
>You pause when the sound of water moving around makes itself known.
>Brave's on the way.
>You rub her ears, then jump back into the cover of bubbles.
>"Vannie?"
>There's some silence.
>"...Vannie? What's gotten into you? Wh-what happened?"
>You can hear Brave breathing a bit heavily.
>"Oh jeez, what the hay is going on?!"
>That retarded smile comes back when you realize that this all just adds to the act.
>Slowly making your way through the bubbles, you quietly circle around the girls, until you know you're right behind Brave.
>Mission is a go.
>You slowly in the same way you did earlier, though keeping Jr down is part of your responsibilities this time.
>Finally, you spot more silhouettes, then pop out.
>-But all in an instant, everything changes.
>The second you pop out, a hoof makes its way around and smashes right into your face.
"-FUCK!"
>You instinctively hold your face, until you realize that you just got decked by Brave.
>"-ANON! OOOH, I'M SO SORRY!"
>She broke your nose.
"W-what does my face look like?!"
>You move the hands from your face, and Brave winces.
>Vannie finally blinks and scans her surroundings.
>All she's met with is you holding your blood fountain of a nose, while Brave rests her hooves all over you, apologizing profusely.
>Out of all the outcomes you thought of here, you didn't think this would be one of them.
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>>29363162
hehe
He was asking for it.
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He needs to ask the girls if they got a pony equivalent of a tampon he can use to stop the bleeding with.
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>>29363162
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hYDYrdiYX8
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>>29363154
>>Like, you could hear all these disgusting noises that just reminded you of some retard sucking his fingers clean of apple sauce.
my sides
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>>29363162
Jeez, what kind of reaction is that? Control yourself you little horse.
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>>29363162
>broken nose
That is your punishment for attempting to treat a disgusting bat as if it is worthy of love and affection. You did well by showing your disgust at its inital kiss attempt but then blew it.

Brave is merely showing you the err of your ways.
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>>29363833
>The prices he must pay for being one of the luckiest Anons ever.
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>>29364514
Sweet!
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>>29363154
>>29363162
sides? never heard of them
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>>29363162
>Sneaking around a high strung mare guard, ever
and this kids, is why you never try to goof around with a mare that has super guard senses.
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>>29364514
> Fleur de Lis as a Royal Guard now operating in a "secret service" type position guarding nobility VIPs
> Plays the "arm candy" role because literally nobody looks at a trophy wife
> Regularly reports on or personally breaks up assorted plots originating in Canterlot's backhanded politics
Why do I like this idea so much?
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>>29366070
Because its cool as shit? She would be like a female James Bond.
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>>29366070
Because there was a fan comic with a similar premise?
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>>29366116
>female James Bond
>how to kill interest in two seconds
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>>29366128
Link?
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>>29363162
>"Wait, Anon, wait! I can fix it!"
>Brave holds you still and moves your hands away from your nose.
>Before you can ask what the hell she's doing, she puts her hooves on it and-
"GAH!"
>"-No, wait! I didn't put it back right! Let me try again!"
"-AAAH!"
>"There, I did it!"
>Your hands and face are just covered in blood.
>You got stabbed TWICE, and there wasn't even this much blood.
>...Though you're sure that's because it was all inside of you.
>But STILL.
>Brave keeps putting her hooves all around you.
>"I'm sorry Anon! You're okay though, right?"
>You meekly nod.
>Note to self, never try to sneak up on Brave.
>Ever.
>You dip your face into the water and watch it all turn into a dark red.
>At least it's a big tub.
>Vannie finally makes her way over, instead of looking on like some amused bystander.
>"Are you alright, Anon?"
>You nod again, then get rid of some more blood.
"My fault anyways. I didn't expect this one to have black man reflexes."
>"S-sorry..."
>You wave a hand and make it back to where you remember putting the cleaning things.
>Well, might as well finish up, now that you're even more unclean right now.
>The girls kind of just stand there in the water, until they see the shampoo bottle in your hand.
>They quickly make their way towards you, like you're going to take them out for a walk.
"My face doesn't look that bad anymore, does it?"
>It sure hurts pretty bad.
>The girls kind of stare at you for a moment.
>Brave moves up against your side.
>"You're still handsome Anon, don't you worry about it."
>-Well, now you're even MORE worried.
>But you try your hardest to push back images of what you look like.
>Instead, you just get more shampoo, and go back to idly lathering up the girls' manes.
>With this much mane to deal with, you know the last time didn't do much.
>...You probably look like a Jew, now.
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>>29366823
Top kek.
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>>29366823
>>29366823
>I didn't expect this one to have black man reflexes.
>>...You probably look like a Jew, now.
toppest of keks blu
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>>29366823
>>...You probably look like a Jew, now.
Oy vey, shut it down. The goym have found out.
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>>29366823
Why so racist? You need to learn to check your white male privilege.
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>>29367699
SHITLORD
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>>29328449
Do you have a paste, perchance? I was foolish and didn't save it
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>>29367969
As a matter of fact I do.
http://pastebin.com/ay5VL8wu
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>>29367699
LITERALLY SHAKING
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>>29368995
LITEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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apologies once again
i looked back at my spitfire story and ended up reading for a while

even though the writing seems terrible now, it got me weirdly invested in everything

i dont get it
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>>29368224
shame the pic wasnt finished. even a recolor of the careful one would be nice
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>>29366823
>>29369793

and i just realized how much of a shilling faggot i sounded saying that
i didnt do it on purpose i swear to yas

>
>The bleeding seems to have stopped, finally.
>Not that these two seem to remember what happened a few minutes ago.
>They're too busy nuzzling and enjoying your fingers.
>Every time they lean into your hand you swear there's a pain in your heart.
>You never thought it was possible like this.
>They're both sitting on your sides, looking like they're your exotic pets bought with drug money.
>You comb their manes with your fingers, trying to make quick work of Brave's mane and getting rid of tangles.
>Seriously, the more time you spend with her, you swear she's probably some Greek goddess turned pony or something.
>The bright white coat, sensual voice, bright green eyes, the long mane...
>It's all coming together now.
>Soon though, their manes are nice and squeaky clean, and you put some conditioner down on that.
>Gotta keep your girls at their softest, you know.
>From their manes to their coats!
>In fact, now thinking about the opportunities- being able to cuddle a lot, not having cold ass armor against you...
>Man, you're just excited about this!
>A whole new world of opportunities here!
>You must say, even dealing with those catbirds was worth it to be here.
>For it to all be over.
>Nothing to deal with but yourself and your mares.
>Feels good man.
>You put a bunch of conditioner in their manes, because it's not like you use this stuff normally anyways.
>Plus however you got here, it slowed how fast your hair grows.
>In this whole time, you've only grown enough facial hair to match a thirteen year old.
>You've kept it short, so short it's been for years.
>...Thinking that out loud makes you feel you need to see a doctor.
>-But let's not focus on that.
>Vannie's resting her head on your side, cooing while you rub her mane.
>Brave's leaning onto your hand, eyes closed with a smile.
>Let's focus on these two.
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>>29366514
It starts here: https://derpibooru.org/737929?q=the+secret+life+of+fleur+dis+lee
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>>29370567
ew gross theyre still bathing in blood filled bathwater
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>>29371699
Goddamnit, cockblocked by a broken nose.

Plus Anon is gonna need a healing spell or he's gonna have two black eyes and a crooked nose.
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Once again testing the waters of interest. I'm wondering if I should continue this story I started a while back. Looking for critiquing and what pace should be set for it. Here we go again.

>Be sitting quietly on a rustic old wooden stool, staring blankly at a cup of murky yet still water.
>Your favorite paintbrush swims and waits patiently to be picked up to create life and limb.
>Lines and strokes of warm orange and aged grey mar the surface of a once blank canvas in a subtle dance attempting to illustrate… a pathway in Autumn? A sunset? Could be either…
>You lost inspiration an hour ago or so and your flank is getting sore from doing absolutely nothing for so long.
> Sighing out loud, you get up, stretch your unused wings, and trot over to your comfiest cushion in the living room overlooking Canterlot proper and flop onto it.
>Looking out your loft window into the main thoroughfare, nobles meander about in a seemingly meaningless directions. Only once in a while does a small patrol of guards walk past, that same irritatingly blue plume adorning each one of their heads.
>Remembering this, you brush a tuft of the same hue hair from your face. Who needs to deal with bedhead on a day off anyway, even if company was expected. It’s just one of those days.
>Following the worn cobble streets with your eyes, you find yourself gazing at an actual sunset, one in which is broken ever so slightly by the grasping silhouetted tendrils of bare trees in the distance.
“Why can’t I imitate that?”
>You huff while gesturing with a hoof. Sighing once more, your slump down, resting your chin on the floor, eyes still to the horizon.
>If only you could regain that… spark, fire, gear turning inspiration.
>You’ve been painting since you were a filly and have been able to find something to drive you to create.
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>>29371941
>But this level of monotony is crushing.
>If only something would happen! To bring some kind of spark, flame, flash, explosion?
>No, was that a real explosion in the distance?
>You get up quickly and look out the glass to the distance. Out in the trees you were just looking… something happened.
>Your guard mare instincts kick in and you begin looking around for your sword to attach to your…
>Lack of armor.
>This isn’t your fight right now. You breathe and calm yourself. Maybe Aegis or Brave will be able to fill you in later. They are on shift today.
>Taking another breath, you move towards the glass and slide it open. Stepping out onto the balcony, you see no indication of anything actually happening in the valley below. Everypony else seems unperturbed or showing any indication of seeing what you just saw.
>Bringing yourself down, you take a moment to take in the cool fall air. It’s comforting. Maybe this is why you started painting something seasonal. The windows were open earlier but have since been closed due to small bugs.
>Lost in thought, a voice calls to you from below.
>”Emerald! Please don’t tell me you just NOW rolled outa’ bed.” A brown coated mare with saddlebags over her back looks up at you with a small smirk on her face.
>”And please don’t tell me you forgot about your mandatory dietary assistance get-together.” The smirk turns to a full on smile, now repressing a laugh seeing the red blush spreading violently across your alabaster cheeks.
“For the last time, stop calling it that! You make me sound like I have a problem!”
>Your glare does nothing to deter her but does garner the look of more than a few confused passerby’s.
>”You do though! I truly think you created the starving artist stereotype.” She fails to hold back anymore begins to laugh aloud.
“Look, just get up here!”
>You glance around and give every wayward pony a soul piercing look that sets their course back to normal, if a bit hurried.
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>>29371945
>She continues in through the main base level doorway shaking her head. You turn back inside and close the glass door.
>Pausing a moment, you feel briefly along your physique and push tentatively in your cutie mark, a simple paintbrush with a green tip, stopped mid-curve in a stroke.
>She’s crazy, there’s nothing wrong with how you eat. Not twig thin and not “sad pancake”, just enough full and smooth pudgeage. How could she complain? You can’t and others certainly haven’t.
“She’s out of her mind.”
>You say, then turn to notice the gathering pile of takeout trash with half-eaten hay fries lying next to an empty bottle of dandelion wine peeking out of a toppled bag. You nod to yourself.
“Starving artist my hind quarters.”
>A quick, almost rhythmic knock is heard from the front door.
“Coming!”
>Be a guard mare for the castle itself, living in a modest apartment in the center of Canterlot with nothing more than a desire to protect this beautiful city and its denizens then capture moments of peace and war eternally with the strokes of a paintbrush. Through it all, happy as you may be, you want something more. A change of pace or something to break up the repetitive dreamscape of this idyllic town in an exciting and fascinating way.
>You quickly rush to answer the door, nearly tripping over your painting setup in your haste.
>Peering through the peek hole, you see the distorted and warped though familiar friendly figure of Staff Sergeant Scarlet Bloom.
>Promptly opening the door, she forcibly steps forward with a flick of her maroon hair revealing a sun dappled face accented by piercing hazel eyes gazing downward on you with a sternness not seen from the streets before.
>You step back giving her room as she addresses you.
>”Corporal Gleam! You are late on waking up and now opening the door? Explain yourself!”
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>>29371949
>You snap to attention out of force of habit as being formally addressed. Your posture said you were prepared and at attention but your words found a way to escape you.
“I…! Uh…am, sorry ma’am?”
>The half-hearted response failed to ease the unexpected tension. Scarlet merely looks at you uninterested before reaching out a hoof.
>And ruffles your already catastrophic hairdo.
>”At ease you lagoon creature.” She says with a smile before walking past you to drop her things off.
“Gah! You can’t do that to me B! You know I take my job at least somewhat seriously.”
>”What part would that be,” She chided in a playfully jeering tone. “The whole ‘gotta dye my hair different colors because the others said so’ part or the timely 8 pm wakeup?”
>She looked around before huffing and clearing a spot on the cluttered table, not being successful in finding an open spot to place her saddlebags. Without giving a moment to retort, she continued.
>”If only you took care of this poor domicile as well as you do the citizens or as well as you paint, maybe then guests would feel a bit more welcome.”
>Grunting, she pushed the mountain in one motion giving just enough room to drop the bags.
>Closing the door and fruitlessly attempting to fix your hair, you join her in the room without a word in edgewise.
>”Lighten up would ya? I’m here to help!”
>You reclaim your cushion overlooking the streets and sit on it.
“No no, I’m glad you’re here. It’s just, today I thought I’d be able to get some painting done, but I really am having one heck of a block. Nothings flowing today.”
>The stillness of the room made it ever present that after Scarlet put her bags down, she was intently listening. No motion was made for what seemed like forever. In an effort to break the hated silence, you turn to your best friend.
“Do you know what I mean?”
>She had a thoughtful expression for a moment before beginning to walk over to you.
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>>29371952
>”Though I can usually get out of a mood like that by cleaning up around the house, walking the paths of Canterlot and taking in the air while having small discussions with people I happen to pass, and even coming to help you. Really, for me, it comes down to getting something done.”
>A pause hangs in the air, as if she is piecing together thoughts.
>”Though for you it must be different. But, I mean, look Emerald!” She piped, gesturing at the array of hand drawn portraits and meticulously crafted paintings adorning the walls of most of the living and dining area.
>You look up to glance at a few: A modest and simple painting of an elderly couple sitting on a bench in a park, The Battle of Stalliongrad depicted a triumph unicorn holding aloft a red bannerette over sundered ruins of a once wondrous city, an abstract of an empty carriage in the middle of a vast field of wheat, and an ambitious rendition of an aged Princess Flurry Heart in armor squaring off with a minotaur, all delicately and maliciously designed and brought to life by your very own muzzle. And they go on.
>“You’ve created so many beautiful works of art! The Emerald I knew could pull inspiration from anything!”
>And it’s true you had. Equestria had it all: Grace and majesty, feast and famine, war and peace, Life and love. Endless moments just waiting to be captured by gentle flourishes of a simple oak stick. But lately? You’re not sure. Though it’s reassuring to have a friend that believes in such a silly hobby.
>“You done day dreaming? Come on you bum, get that rear in gear!” Her definitive and light hearted tone breaks you for the second time today from your mental moseying.
>As does two firm hooves lifting from between your forelegs, though she doesn’t stop there. She drags you like a sack of potatoes back into the dining room where she left her bags, all the while your wings attempt to right the awkward position, futilely flailing against her stomach.
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>>29371958
>”Stop squirming, I’m ticklish!” She laughs. “Besides, this is your stop!”
>She drops you as the foot of a chair in the dining room, eyes wild from the unexpected elevation changes and physical mare handling. Earthponies…
>Now eye level with the floor, you spot dust and debris disturbed by the disruption of your tabletop sculptor of refuse.
>”Come on Em, I’ve got a number of custom cook books written up for you as well as ingredients to make the first item on the list, and I even brought…” She halts her excitement, seemingly with the re-realization of how messy the room and, by extension, the kitchen are.
>”First things first,” She proclaimed, obviously ready to begin, “We’ll need to tidy up a bit. This meets no standard of proper food prepping or living so we’ll need to pick up the garbage and clear off the tables, then I think there’s some paint that spilled, and hopefully we won’t excavate to clean your room, then…”
>You begin to tone out her droning on. Tss, she’s your best friend, former instructor, personal trainer, and now your mom. It’ll be a chore to listen let alone follow instructions. And you thought this would be a day off.
>”…And if I so much as see a single malt shake turned petri dish festering next to an ecosystem of stale clothes, you might as well as kiss that deposit goodbye girl.”
“But it’s military housing you…”
>This’ll be a long day, and the day is half over already. No sleep for your patrol tomorrow, that’s for sure. You pull yourself from the floor and prepare for an unintentional drill regimen.

And pastebin: http://pastebin.com/QxyZ3BfR
Hasn't been edited or touched since then, it's late, and I can't be bothered. Still, let me know if I should continue.
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>>29371964
I'd be up for moar
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>>29371964
Haven't you already posted this green? I recognize painter mare that never went anywhere.
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>>29331504
>As usual you can feel yourself going back, your body repeating all of the motions it had gone through in that 4 seconds in reverse
>That is until you watch your view of the world fade out
>Normally when you send yourself back in time you see the world like a photo negative and then you pop back into reality
>Not this time
>Your vision starts to blur until you can see nothing but the faint gray haze of everything blended together
>You start to feel nauseous
>Keeping track of your surroundings has become far too difficult for your brain
>And the combined strain of your magic isn’t helping
>You black out
. . . . . . . . . .
>With a loud gasp, you fill your lungs with life-giving air
>You blink a few times
>With your head still spinning, you don’t really feel like getting up was the wisest idea
>The smell of varnished wood pervades your nostrils
>The sound of propellers chopping wind fills your ears, but it sounds somewhat muffled
>Just where in the world were you?
>Had you been dreaming this whole time?
>You weren’t back on the zeppelin, were you?
>You groan as you push yourself up and take a look around
>The dim light of a lantern sheds little light on the room you find yourself in
>There’s an unmade bed against the wall, a table with a large map draped over it, and most prominently a door with light filtering around the sides
>You stand up and take a few tentative steps towards the door
>You stop just inches away from opening it as you hear a voice from above you
>”My friends… Ze task falls to us. We are all zat stands between success and ruin.”
>There was a mare speaking
>Her accent sounded decidedly Prench in nature
>You lower your hoof from the door
>Perhaps it was best not to make yourself known to the enemy
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>>29372732
Nice. I'm liking this more and more.
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>>29372751
Yikes, fucked up the ordering of one of the posts and I gotta redo it
brb killing self
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>>29372693
>Somepony else speaks up
>”Captain, we’ll… We’ll have backup, won’t we?”
>You can hear a few murmurs of nervousness pervading the crowd
>You do your best to peek through the cracks in the door
>Unfortunately, you can’t see much, save for a crowd of ponies
>There’s a long period of silence from the mare speaking
>”Non.”
>The murmurs return, now more fearful than before
>”B-But that’s suicide! There’s no way we can face an armada like that!”
>”Captain, what are we gonna do?!”
>”Quiet, all of you!”
>She barks at the crowd
>”I have not called zis meeting to give you all false hopes. Zere iz ze very real possibility zat none of us will make it out of zis alive.”
>”I HAVE called you here however as a reminder. Ze artifacts in your possession, zose zat you have received, or come across in our travels, must not fall into ze wrong hooves.”
>A few seconds of silence pass before you can hear reactions of awe from the crowd
>”Even I must do my part. I ask zat, should you survive the coming battle, do not lose zese mementos, do not sell, do not flaunt, and do not dispose of zem.”
>”Hide zem. Give zem to your children when you feel ze time iz right. But do not relinquish zem to ze enemy. Take zem wiz you to ze grave if you must.”
>Had you been taken prisoner?
>Just what was this place?
>”Remember zis: Our failure here means ruin for ze rest of ze entire world. Ze armada escorts a cargo ship that holds King Sombra’s horn.”
>You take a few steps back from the door
>King Sombra? His horn?
>But he’s the CURRENT King of Prance!
>Then that means…
>”Should we fail here, and ze ship make its way to Prance, zey will surely revive him and install him as ze new ruler. I do not need to tell you what consequences zis holds for ze world.”
>You’ve gone back far longer than 4 seconds
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>>29372773
“What the fu-“
>Before you can finish your expletive, all sound is sucked away, as is your surroundings
>It feels as if you’re being torn asunder bit by bit as you’re flung forward in time
>You awaken with a start, eyes open wide as you sit up
>”Rewind, are you okay?”
>The cold metal of the traincar presses against your cheek
>”Rewind, please respond.”
>You push yourself up and look at the familiar golem
“Yeah. I’m uh… I’m alright.”
>You take off your helmet and rub the side of your head
“Hey Sandstone, can you tell me what happened?”
>”Certainly. Your vital signatures ceased to be for approximately 4 minutes. In that time, I analyzed the situation and considered updating our mission objectives.”
“Hold on hold on. You said that my vital signs “ceased to be.” What do you mean?”
>”Brain activity and heart rate did not flatline. However, they did vanish. I was no longer able to track them as I am able to do normally.”
>All of this is slowly starting to weigh heavily on your mind
>You take a look again at the dagger in your hooves
>It pulses softly
“Sandstone… I think I went back in time before the war happened.”
>”Highly illogical. However, given your magical disposition, not improbable.”
>You keep staring at the softly glowing dagger in your hooves
>Such an innocuous thing
>Were it not for the golden light, nopony would think it to be something with the power to go back in time
>This was something that absolutely belonged in the magical archives
>And yet
>You pull it closer to your chest, up against your breastplate
>You get the feeling that allowing any of the ruling powers to acquire it would result in disaster
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>>29372776
>But you had to try something
>You had to make sure that it wasn’t simply a window into the past
“Sandstone, I’m gonna use it again. I have to test something.”
>”Understood.”
>Once more you focus your magic upon the dagger in your hooves
>And once more you send yourself back as normal
>Again your vision blurs into one color until you pass out
>You awaken again to the smell of varnished wood and the sound of chopping air
>You wince as you stand up, stumbling slightly
>This time you examine the room more thoroughly
>First you check the map upon the table
>There’s an enchanted miniature of what you assume is the ship you’re on
>You watch it slowly move along the map
>Underneath the small figure there appear to be small glowing points of light clustered around it
>”My friends… Ze task falls to us. We are all zat stands between success and ruin.”
>That mare was talking again
>You pull away from the map and glance around the room
>This was more reminiscent of a captain’s quarters of some sort the more you look at it
>This wasn’t any kind of zeppelin, if the figure on the map was to be believed
>It was more like an airship
>”Captain, we’ll… We’ll have backup, won’t we?”
>You fight the urge to take a step out there and say that you’re the backup
>It’d be nothing but cruel to these ponies
>But you had to do something, right?
>But what could you even do?
>Warn them of their failure?
>You were gonna be pulled back to your time in 4 minutes
>You had that long to do something
>”Non.”
>”B-But that’s suicide! There’s no way we can face an armada like that!”
>”Captain, what are we gonna do?!”
>”Quiet, all of you!”
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>>29372785
>You go quiet as well
>The mare continues with her speech as you’d heard before
>All the while you’re frantically thinking of some way to change the past
>Or if you even could
>”I have not called zis meeting to give you all false hopes. Zere iz ze very real possibility zat none of us will make it out of zis alive.”
>”I HAVE called you here however as a reminder. Ze artifacts in your possession, zose zat you have received, or come across in our travels, must not fall into ze wrong hooves.”
>Wait a second
>Right as you’re about to push the door open, her words make something click in your mind
“If they’re all here, then…”
>Your eyes widen and you scurry back to the map
>Those tiny lights
>Those must be all those artifacts these ponies have on the ship
>If you’re lucky and they all work the same way, one of them just might be the one that could send you back somewhere specific
>You take the map and fold it up, ship miniature and all, and tuck it into a pocket underneath your breastplate
>Now all you had to do was hope that you could bring things back
>”Even I must do my part. I ask zat, should you survive the coming battle, do not lose zese mementos, do not sell, do not flaunt, and do not dispose of zem.”
>”Hide zem. Give zem to your children when you feel ze time iz right. But do not relinquish zem to ze enemy. Take zem wiz you to ze grave if you must.”
>You take a few deep breaths
>Now was the moment of truth
>Your heart beat as if it were trying to escape your chest
>Your spine tingled in a mix of fear and anticipation
>”Should we fail here, and ze ship make its way to Prance, zey will surely revive him and install him as ze new ruler. I do not need to tell you what consequences zis holds for ze world.”
>Once more you’re sucked back into the space between time
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>>29372792
>That familiar pain of being ripped apart comes back
>And you wake back up, cheek against the cold metal of the traincar
>”Welcome back, Rewind.”
>You gasp and roll over
>Sitting up, you quickly check the pocket under your breastplate
>You feel it
>The map is there
>The map you took from the past
>You start to laugh
“Aha… Ahaha…”
>It’s almost in disbelief as much as it is joy
“Sandstone. I did it.”
>He tilts his head
>”Did what?”
“I brought it back. I brought back a map.”
>You lay back down and pull it carefully from your pocket
>Upon unfolding it, you notice a few details
>The miniature is gone
>As are most of the lights that you’d seen earlier
>You take out the other map you’d taken from the mansion and compare the two
>Save for some different names and new landmasses, they were easily comparable
“So if we’re about here… Then this one should be us.”
>You move your hoof to the dull light on the map as you lean back against some crates
>You slide your hoof along the map until you stop at the only other light upon it
“And that should be another one of these artifacts.”
>You fold up both maps and tuck them safely away
>You take a deep breath
>Now moreso than ever, what you did next was important
>Perhaps not for just you, but potentially for the entire world
>You feel sick
>Like somepony had just taken your blood
>You’re lightheaded
>Assumedly, the only other ponies that knew about this were dead
>You and Sandstone are the only ponies with knowledge of this
“Hey Sandstone?”
>”Yes, Rewind.”
“I’ve got an idea."
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>>29372795
“That dagger sent me back in time to before the war started. And I was able to take a map back from it.”
>Sandstone stays silent, presumably to gather more information
“We could go through with our original mission. You know, going back to Equestria and all…”
>You hold up the dagger
“But this got me thinking.”
>You lean forward just a bit
>Sandstone does the same, the massive sphere glowing softly
“What if we could stop it? ALL of it. Nopony would have to die. You… You could go back to being a pony again alongside your friend!”
>For the first time in a long while you’re feeling something again
>You’re feeling joy
>Anticipation
>Happiness
>You’re actually smiling
>Smiling at the prospect of being able to change something
>Heck, not just something
>The two of you could change the entire world
>Sandstone is silent
>”New Objective: Recover lost artifacts.”
>Your smile widens and you nearly tackle the massive golem in a hug
>There was no way you would be able to do all of this yourself, that’s for certain
>At least with Sandstone on board, you’ve got better odds of success now
>Maybe this was what you were born to do
>It’s almost too good to be true
>You, saving the world
>And nopony but you two would ever know
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Okay okay. Everything is fine now. the pastebin is updated and I totally didn't fuck up posting the update
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>>29372798
i eagerly await moar
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jesus christ 10 again
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>>29371964
I wondered if you were going to come back, keep going. We could always use some more.
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>>29374234
Maybe there would have been a couple of more writers here if you didn't have that "Guardmare" in the OP which screams "mares only!"?
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>>29374463
Die
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>>29372732
This is going to be fucking cool as shit. TIME TRIP!
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>>29374463
or maybe if faggots like (You) didnt screech at everything that doesnt accept you.
any writefag walking into the shitstorms you fags like to cause would walk away
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>>29374633
>>29374478
Don't give the faggot (you)s. Come on now, its a shitposter, and a regular one at that. Hell they have been quiet lately so they are probably going around trying to be cancer somewhere else. Let those other poor bastards deal with them.
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>>29370567

well, it's still pretty shit, but im glad to see i was at least able to write something legible.

>
>And now, with all the old water gone, you flip the switch on again.
>With all the water gone in the tub, the bubbles disappeared.
>You were able to see the carnage, everything it did to the outside.
>In huge mounds, there's bubbles all outside of the water.
>More than there was in the tub, that's for damn sure.
>And that's really saying something.
>Well, moving some bubbles over to cover yourself, you sit and lean against the end of the tub.
>You feel your nose again, surprised you don't feel any other broken things.
>Brave definitely knocked it into another shape, but other than that, it seems fine.
>SEEMS fine.
>But even then, you'd rather not go back to that goddamn hospital.
>Not unless you REALLY need to.
>"...How are you doing?"
>Vannie sits over by your side, and Brave looks at you worriedly.
"Well, it doesn't feel like I've been stabbed twice, so I'd say I'm okay."
>She winces, and you can feel Vannie stiffen up on your side.
>Guess the Griffon thing's still a touchy subject, then.
>Makes you wonder if they'll join you in going back there.
>-Also makes you wonder how they actually felt about all of it.
>Like, if there was someone to be traumatized, you figured it would be you, because you're technically the one who got the shit end of everything.
>...Though, these ARE fluffy ponies.
>Probably weighs a lot on their minds.
>While that thought stays with you, you idly rub their ears.
>They love these ear rubs, man.
>It might as well be crack to them, the way they purr.
>Brave is calmed to a certain degree, taking her spot on your left and just enjoying your touch.
>Meanwhile, that water takes its sweet ass time to fill this tub up.
>It's barely got a few inches after all this time.
>Brave hums lightly under your fingers, leaning to the point of falling if she dares to lean any more.
>You've got magic fingers, you guess.
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>>29374633
>at everything that doesnt accept you
>everything
'everything' being things you and you alone don't like, right?
>any writefag walking into the shitstorms you fags like to cause would walk away
A shitstorm you keep causing every single time anyone talks about things you don't like because you refuse to learn how to ignore things you do not like.
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>>29375000
>purring mares
Adorable.
Now cuddle those fluffy fuckers in bed before they decide to put their armor back on or some stupid shit.
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>>29375163
>before they decide to put their armor back on or some stupid shit.
Guardsmare General everyone
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>>29375206
They can be guards again later, after he pulverizes their uteruses.
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>>29375232
Eh, it's probably for the best they are not. Last time they did anything remotely in their job description they nearly got themselves, Anon and the story itself killed.

Also delet this
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Yak guard green when? that was a thing right? or have I finally snapped?
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guard bump
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>tfw you will never ride your warrior waifu into battle
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Tgi-j56ueU&feature=youtu.be
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>>29375307
Uh...I think it was brought up before, but no one was really interested in it.
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>>29375000
>While you pet them, you notice that the damn tub is finally filling up again.
>See, this is why you never use this tub.
>That, and the thought of soaking around in what you just finished cleaning off really gets to you.
>But that's a story for another time.
>With the water where it is, you figure it's a good a time to start busting out the soap.
>And so you do so, after making sure that your own hair isn't left uncleaned.
>...Christ, this is gonna take a while.
>You figure that helping Brave first would be better, because well, it'll be a hell of a lot quicker.
>So you put a good glob on your scrubby thing, then get her to stand up.
>From there, her side gets the cleaning first.
>Almost immediately, you see how much brighter her coat gets.
>You leave this little circle of cleanliness on her, which kind of makes you wince.
>Christ, she's a dirty mare.
>Vannie just relaxes and plays with the bit of bubbles left while you work.
>And surprisingly, it doesn't seem to be taking long.
>Since you've got a clear indicator of whether you're cleaning good or not, it goes quickly.
>It goes from helping your mare-friend out to practically washing a car.
>You go around in circles, move quickly, and make sure to get everything.
>Though you have to admit, cleaning her flanks was definitely a treat.
>Without her armor on, you now can't help but notice...
>Just, man, those are some pretty wide hips.
>That armor of hers must either have been custom made, or it's painful to wear, because not every pony you've seen has flanks like that.
>-Not that you actively scope things like that out, but still.
>And on that topic, Vannie here looks about the same.
>Maybe just a bit... fuller, but you're sure that it's just all the fluff she has.
>Overall, it's just... man.
>You had to stop some thoughts, but either way the water's covering you.
>Thankfully.
>So, you finish off with that bit of fuzziness on Brave's chest, then look around her like a statue you just finished polishing.
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>>29376264
Unf, big booty Brave is hot a shit.
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>>29376264

I don't think we ever did learn what their cutie marks were.
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>>29376264
>>Vannie just relaxes and plays with the bit of bubbles left while you work.
That's adorable

Don't forget to scrub your bat.
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>>29376425
well, heres one
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>>29376425
Brave's cutie mark symbolizes the fight against overwhelming evil, and that with friendship and teamwork it only takes a few brave souls to make all the difference.

Pic related.
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>>29376699
MAKE THE GUARD PROUD AND BREED THAT MARE DAMNIT, THE DUB DUBS DEMAND IT!
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>>29375071
How many times do we have to tell you faggots to get out?

>A shitstorm you keep causing every single time anyone talks about things you don't like because you refuse to learn how to ignore things you do not like.

How many times do we have to fucking spell it out to you?
GUARD
>MARE
THREAD

You REEEEEEEtards roll up every fucking day because we dont want your homo faggot shit mucking up our board about guard MARES and (sometimes) anon. We accept, hell, even encourage carpet munching mares, wanna know why? because its just double the mare, but we dont want your HHH shit to spill into another perfectly good thread, so how about you

>GET
>THE
>FUCK
>OUT
>YOU
>DAFT
>CUNT
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>>29376875
God damnit man, get the mods and don't give it (you)s, I have been looking around lately and they FINALLY started to go bother other threads looking for their "bogyman". They just make new accounts to shitpost other threads but at least they might give up here.
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>>29376723
imagine all the children running around from two different mothers
>holy hell, can't they just go to sleep?
>the girls shift around in the covers
"dont worry, i got it."
>"ugh, thanks hun."
>you stumble out of the room and into the kid's room
>all your kids, each sharing different traits with their mothers, playing around the room and throwing things at each other
"guys, why arent you asleep yet?"
>"they're saying mommy brave is better!"
>"yeah, our mommy is better!"
"now now kids, one mom isn't better than the other. they're both perfect."
>you do a small hip thrust and grin
"especially when we gettin down to BUSINESS!"
>your only teen filly just blushes and looks away
"now then, who wants a story?"
>"-OOH, OOH!"
>"ME, ME!"
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>>29376907
>They just make new accounts
>make new accounts
hol up
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I wonder what brave will be like once the pregnancy hormones start kicking in
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>>29377115
I admit, its just a rough guess. Could just be one guy doing it. But it seems they(or he) have been more active in shitposting elsewhere.
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>>29377137
>4chan
>accounts
hol the fuck up
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>>29377096
Kek, Anon goes full dad mode, their kids grow up with lessons of the tg memes of old, and a certain man with BALLS OF STEEL, I wonder if he told the tale of Old Man Henderson.
>>29377135
Stay in front of her at all times, sneaking up could have...lethal consequences.
>>29377150
Do you not know how banning works, or did I use the wrong word by accident?
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>>29377163
I don't recall ever making a 4chan account, senpai.
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>>29377172
Let me rephrase then, when you get banned your internet IP is blocked for whatever length of time.
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>>29377135
>"uuugh, anon, i want some ice creeeaaam."
"ice cream? brave, you just drank an entire jar of pickle juice, why do you want ice cream now?"
>"ANOOON!"
"fine, fine, ice cream"
>you and brave walk through the streets
"whats the point of wearing the armor if you're missing the most important piece?"
>"im on maternal leave, im not fired"
"whatever"
>"-BACK AWAY FROM MY FAMILY!"
"brave, that was just an old mare-"
>"-IM NOT LETTING YOU GO THROUGH ANOTHER PORTAL WITH THIS FOAL IN ME ANON"
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>>29377184
Unless you evade, which many people do.
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>>29377197
Hence what I said earlier, though its largely irrelevant how its done. Its just a theory I had as to the problem at hand. So don't mind me, focus on what you are going to feed your pregnant guardfu>>29377188
and hope you don't startle her...bones might be broken. What would Vannie be like though, would she cling to Anons back and head like a babyfluff life preserver? I bet Brave would carry a shield and crossbow everywhere, and just sit in front of Anon, or in his lap.
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imagine after the first foal brave wants to continue pumping out children
>plan it out so your wallet doesn't die trying to send them all through pony college
>plan the night, get everything right
>just as you're about to lewd her up and dick her silly she blushes hard and stares deep into your eyes
>"g-give me another f-foal anon"
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>>29377256
Fu-fuuuuuuuck, my dick and my heart are fighting for blood. What do I do? Also why is there a lack of Vannie?
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>>29377188
>>29377256
Fuck, every time. I need it.
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>>29377238
"hey, hows my little fluffball doing?"
>"i always feel like that one time i ate everything in your kitchen"
>she groans
>"but i always feel hungryyy!"
>she lazily flaps her wings and shifts under the covers
>"im like a fluffy wrecking ball with wings…"
>you climb onto the bed and kiss her
"but you're MY fluffy wrecking ball with wings."
>"shut up anon, you're the one that made me like this anyways!"
>she huffs and scrunches
"oh, im sorry. will cookies make you feel better?"
>her ears perk up
>"the usual?"
"of course, ginger bread with spray cheese, coming right up!"
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>>29377313
Baby cravings always turn out fucking weird. Though I have tried that combination before, not bad actually.
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>>29377313
>extra fluffy pregnant batpone on one side
>increasingly cuddly pregnant earthpone on the other
yessss
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>>29360799
>>29360861
>>29360875
in our minds

because they aren't real
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>>29377441
*in our hearts
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>>29377292
>>29377279
>she whinnys and nickers harshly as anon thrusts away, the thick musky scent of sex fills the air as he breeds his little guardmare
>her hind hooves tremble as they desperately cling around his waist, pulling him in with each thrust
>her tail drapes down between his legs in a similar pseudo hug
>the fur around her crotch is radiant with heat, matted down with pre cum and braves own wetness
>her beautiful eyes are filled with lust, watching her lover fill her with his thickness
>brave shudders hard when anon tells her he's close
>the thoughts of their wonderful foal run through her mind and the thought of having another soon render her a cute little pony puddle
>she mewls an nickers tenderly again as anon brings her in for another kiss
>as their tongues intertwine anon picks up a last few endearing thrusts before hilting completely and flooding her with his cum
>rope after rope of his feverishly hot baby batter coat her insides
>anons seed along with braves subsequent orgasm sends their love spilling out of her
>she pulls him in for a hug after their afterglows subside, crushing his ribs and nearly collapsing his lungs in the process
>anon thinks something's wrong as she starts to cry
>through her scattered mane he sees her smiling and asks what's wrong
>with a small sniffle brave leans out and breaks down completely
>"y-you're the best thing that's ever happened to m-me"
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>>29377450
>>the thoughts of their wonderful foal run through her mind and the thought of having another soon render her a cute little pony puddle
my heart
>pic related, brave on maternity leave
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>>29376907
>new accounts
See, I knew that you were a newfag, but I never realised just by how much
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I wonder if braves teats would be extra sensitive during pregnancy
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>>29377649
Perhaps. You'd also get lots of free milk to cook with.
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>>29377739
have a bowl of cereal with braves milk
feel lazy some days and just say fuck it and drink milk straight from the source
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I'm beck.

>>29322902
"Well, this is a nice little space."
>"Not too little, I hope?" asks Moondancer.
>Time to put it bluntly.
"If I'm honest, I was expecting... er, a couch AND bed."
>She blushes.
>"Sorry. I just never expected I'd have company in here. The bed's... pretty big, but if you're not comfortable with that, um, I can... Careful and I can bunk and you... uh..."
"If you're fine, I'm fine. Just wanted to make sure."
>"R-right. Okay."

>From how forward Moondancer was when you met, you didn't expect that, now, she'd be so skittish.
>Both of you know this isn't anything serious.
>The bed's roomy enough that you can sleep side-by-side without touching the whole night.
>Anyway, Careful's in the next room, and she has condoned and encouraged this arrangement.
>She flat-out told you she thinks you should snuggle the fuck out of this pony.
>She thought that was a good arrangement even when you WEREN'T under an royal guard lockdown.

>Moondancer shifts a little uncomfortably.
>She's got something to say.
>Out with it, little pony.
>It's late as fuck.
>"I... I don't usually sleep with my sweater."
"Cool."
>...
"... oh. Right. I'll, uh... turn around."
>You've managed to learn a little about ponies' weird privacy customs while living with Careful.
>They're weird, of course, because of the "always-naked" thing.
>Clothed, unclothed, either of those is fine in public.
>But watching a pony CHANGE clothing?
>That's lewd.
>Lewd bordering on criminal.
>You're no criminal.
>Not by this particular country's laws.

>So, you turn your back while Moonie changes.
>And your tired brain can't think of anything but what she must look like changing.
>Does she gently remove that hair tie with magic and swish her mane around like a supermodel?
>Shed the glasses and become exponentially cuter, like the underdog love interest in an eighties teen-romance movie?
>What's her physique under that sweater, too?
>This and other mysteries claw at your conscience.
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>>29377976
Yay more careful
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>>29376264
This >>29376425
Also we totally skipped that awkward moment that happens whenever you're bathing or showering with a girl for the first time and you're sudzing them as a flimsy pretext to rub your hands all over eachother. You know, the "are you gonna stop there and let me take care of that, or are you intent on washing *all* of me?" moment.
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>>29377976
Goddamnit, now I have a strange desire to watch ponies slowly remove clothing.

First socks, and now this. Ugh. I never asked for normie fetishes when I got into ponies, but they happened anyway.
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>>29378256
>pony anything
>normie
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>>29378256
Well, when one's natural state is naked, the opposite becomes erotic.
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>>29371964
I like this, and would like to read more of it.
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>>29377976
A little short, but I'm glad you're still around.
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>>29377807
These are super innocent ponies anon is dealing with here. If he did that he'd probably hear
>Silly anon. Those are for fillies. You're not a little filly.

Anon must super gently teach them human secrets, and the magic of hands.
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>>29376699
>>29376425
I can Imagine brave not having a very guardesue cutie mark.
Would also kinda help explain why her father was such an ass about her not being able to be one.
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>>29378515
For some reason this picture makes me sad.
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>>29377163
>Do you not know how banning works
Do you? You get banned if you break the rules, not if you just happen to like something someone else does not like.
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>>29377976
Yay, welcome back!
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>>29371964
>The hour was just after the sun had been put to rest.
>Now if only you could be put to rest after this torment.
>Torn between throwing out VITAL supplies that in your mind could become something in the future to meticulously picking and packing trash to be thrown outside, all the while being “motivated” by a drill sergeant, you find yourself in an even more desperate situation of needing a bath.
“Is this satisfactory ma’am?”
>You choked out, hoof to your head in a salute shortly after making your fourth run to the street to drop off trash. Scarlet trotted around the simple home, looking at everything in search of a flaw. Even the paint.
>”No.” She said flatly. Your shoulders visibly slumped while letting out a sigh. Will it ever- “But it will do.”
>She turned back to you, loosening the stoned face into a brighter one, then gave a pleased smile. Falling onto the now spotless floor, you’re blessed with the greatest feeling of relief. It’s finally over. You can die in peace.
>”Now we can start on the real work!” She went to retrieve her bag of books and tin covered containers.
>”Call it intuition, but I felt this would happen and it would be too late to do any real work. I’ve come prepared with a few meals for you. Made them myself, ya now?” She went on to set the table then to the kitchen to warm up the impromptu meal.
>You murmured in acknowledgement and crawled to the table.
>Some time passed of you taking a power nap face down on the dining room table before being startled awake by bowls and plates being moved and tapped, food being distilled into them via ladle. Soup. Excitement wasn’t your first emotion, but soon senses were overwhelmed by how good it smelled.
>”I’ve dubbed it Hobo Stew!”
>Intuitive Bloom.
“Why…?”
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>>29378677
>”Well,” She started, “it contains all sorts of things! A stew cobbled together from all the good stuff from steamed vegetables, slices of particular fruits, pastas, seasonings and spices and sauces and, well, everything I can think that’s good for a growing girl!”
>She sounds more and more like your mom and with every item she rattles off while dinner becomes less and less enticing. Still, the aroma was unmistakable for something hearty. Plus she personally made it for you. Might as well try it.
>Your first spoonful seemed to slow your surroundings for a brief moment, even Scarlet stopped her explanation to hear the results. The room was deftly still as if it itself was joining in on the anticipation.
“It’s not bad.”
>The burgundy mare stood still for a moment. “Not bad?”
“No B! It’s wonderful! Praise be to that intuitive noggin’ of yours!”
>You began to consume more and more of the heavenly amalgam with newfound vigor. Before Scarlet could get another word out, you’re up at the pot getting seconds. B nods her head in approval, satisfied with the results of the evening.
>(time later)
>Fat, happy, and tired, you lay down on your cushion and bask in the relaxation of a full stomach. Bloom sits across from you near the balcony door, sipping some tea she had brought.
>”-and there’s also the recipe for that stew in the books I brought for you.”
“I thought it was and can be a random assortment of whatever is laying around.”
>”Doesn’t mean I don’t have a few recommendations.” Stated the connoisseur.
“Right”
>”Anyway, while I have you, can we also do something about that hair?”
>A tinge of red found its way to your checks as you looked at her with embarrassment.
“W-what? Now? Why? It’s fine how it is.”
>”For the time being. What happens to it when your roots start showing?”
“I, uh, can’t get rid of it yet. It’s a rite of passage you know?”
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>>29378684
>”That I do.” She placed her drink down on a nearby table. “It’s only for that day though.”
“Well… Maybe I want to honor former Caption Armor a little longer, eh? Think of that?”
>”Hmm…” A devilish smirk curled across the staff sergeants face.” Me’thinks someone in one of your circles likes it. Am I wrong?”
>No, of course not. She being ridiculous.
“N-not at all! It’s fine! He likes it natural! Just being honorable!”
>”He?”
>Damn crafty witch
>”Also if you want to be honorable, don’t lie to me Corporal.”
“Uh. Alright fine,” You say defeated. “Next leave I get, I’ll get it dyed.”
>“Sooo I’m right then?”
“Far from it, you’re just right about the roots thing.”
>Saved. Not that defeated.
“Anyway, thanks a ton for all you’ve done today, I guess I needed it and didn’t know it.
>She eyed you, measuring each word you say before returning to her normal pattern of conversation.
>”It’s really no problem, honey. I’ve got your back, even if that means being a sort of mother to you.”
>Looks like you’re not the only one who thinks it.
>”I just want what’s best for you, you know? My work is just cut out for me is all.” Resuming sipping her tea, you can’t help but hear the genuine feeling behind each word. It’s comforting.
“Thanks, it’s mutual.”
>Bloom beamed at this, polishing off her cup. She got up to place it within the sinks basin.
“Oh yeah!”
>You say, lifting your head up quickly. Scarlet’s ears perk up and she turns to face you, not expecting the sudden exclamation.
“Did you hear or see that explosion earlier?”
>The brown coated mare seemed confused at the question. “Explosion? In the city?” You nod your head.
“Yeah, well no. Not in the city but within the city’s reaches. I meant down in the valley.”
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>>29378693
>Scarlet stopped for a moment, pondering the inquisition. “Umm well I think I recall something about… teleportation was it? Experimental of course. Something to do with the academy. I only really know what I do from small talk so take it with a grain of salt.”
>Teleportation, huh? Well, it’s good to know it’s not any sort of great threat to Equestria or anything? Right? You’ll have to pry later about it with someone. Your interrupted mid thought by the sound of a loud-
>”Fffffuuuuuuu-“ You hold your breath in anticipation of what she might be about to say.
>”-uuudge like my fur! Look at the time!” Dang, so close. For once you’d like to hear her swear. You’d think for a diamond devil dog she’d swear like one, but instead she has a tighter filter than that of coffee. With haste, she begins racing around putting containers and utensils away in her saddle bags.
“Need to be home for something?” You ask, getting up from your comfy perch and beginning to assist her.
>”I’ve had a guest on my doorstep for probably an hour!”
“Guest?”
>A smirk similar to one she wore not five minutes ago now begins to cross your face. She glares back at you. “Cut it Em, or I’ll kill you three different ways before you hit the floor.”
>The smirk stays, but inside you’re dying of laughter.
>Even though she probably could.
>Sometime of rummaging, packing, and agreeing to bring her dirty dishes back to her clean later, you share your brisk goodbyes and see her out the door. Closing behind her, you’re left in the now clean and derelict abode that you call home. The only sound being the echoing hoofsteps down the stairs and into the near vacant streets below of your departing friend.
>Out of curiosity, you walk back to the kitchen to inspect the damage she left in her cooking. Not a spot, just as clean as you left it.
>You know, post punishment. That woman is efficient.
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>>29378699
>With the loft now empty, you find yourself in dire need of that bath. You slowly make your way to the bathroom to draw a pool of liquid heaven, the exhaustion of the day catching up with you. Minutes pass before the tub is filled to the appropriate level. Turning the tap off, you nimbly amble into the water. The moment your hoof hits the warm water, you want to melt into it.
>Now nestled, you can finally enjoy what was supposed to be a day off, for tomorrow its back to the barracks. But you’ll have none of that now. For now, you’re just enjoying this complicated relationship between the moist and relaxing hydration of simple water and your aching muscles and hooves and pseudo-blue mane.
>You slide further in, almost submerging in its embrace. How lovely…
>Hope this doesn’t end violently with you falling asleep and your newfound lover drowning you.
>(the next day)
“What do you mean “get to stand in a field”?!
>You shout to the Private before you, who was simply following his orders unbeknownst to your lack of sleep.
>You now find yourself in the day room after awaiting arrival of said private with a sealed letter in his mouth. Waking groggily and lumbering to the barracks just as the sun is cresting the horizon, you found the walk even more cumbersome. Your eyes felt as heavy as the armor you donned on arrival. The coffee was as bitter as the weather outside. And now this?
>The cyan Private, after shaking the surprised look from his face, seemed otherwise unperturbed by this mare’s outburst.
>”Listen, I know it sucks but orders are orders. Believe me, I don’t want to join you either but I guess we need to deal with it.”
“So what, we stand there till either they blow themselves up or we freeze in our armor where we stand?”
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>>29378704
>Turns out, Scarlet wasn’t too far off. Orders are to be vigilant and on stand by while the professor’s work on their teleportation sigil. Experimental testing for larger instantaneous teleportation. Something about wanting to transfer an object the size of a carriage. No civilians are to approach or tamper with their dealing or the now installed barriers. Initially, it seems, the academy performed tests without authorization, even though they were told to? It’s confusing… and you really can’t be brought to care much more than that. We are basically their lackeys, mindless abominations assisting the mad scientist with what he needs.
>”The powers that be decided this, not me. Look, I don’t dole out the orders or who they’re given to or why. If you have a problem, you can go directly to Big Guns upstairs.” He gestured with a hoof, pointing upwards to clarify his statement.
“Big Guns? If you mean Celestia, I’ll pass.”
>He paused, blinked a few times dumbfounded, and then continued. “No, I mean Lieutenant Big Guns. He’s the one who gives the orders. He works right under the Princess.”
“Oh.”
>He shook his head before grabbing his helmet from the table, slinging it over his back and trotting away. “Anyway, see you at briefing Emerald.” And with that he was gone, leaving you in the emptiness of the hall.
>Sighing, you follow in his hoof steps, throwing your helmet over your plated back and begin making your way to pick up your supply satchel and spear from your bunk. At least this mission will give you some thinking time. Away from the hustle and bustle of city guard life, though having more excitement than castle duty, this couldn’t be that bad. You’ll be able to reflect on that unfinished painting in the living room and what it could be. Hell, it’s fall, it could be a self-referential piece depicting you as a scarecrow as crows in lab coats peck at each other.
>Ha, that’d be nice. A smile graces your lips.
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>>29378710
Big ol' late night update. Time for needed sleep.
Updated: http://pastebin.com/QxyZ3BfR
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>>29378726
>captain
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>>29378710
>this couldn’t be that bad.
Famous last words.
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>>29378515
>play with them anyways
>make the guards the lewdest poners
>just for you
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>>29379379
Holy shit.
Imagine these two during estrus.
Fucking u-unf.
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>>29379406
Having two snuggly as fuck poners want your dick for breakfast lunch and dinner and having to rut them wildly for hours just to soothe them
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>>29378726
Ok, PB. You've got this Anon's attention so far.
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>>29379468
You had me at snuggly as fuck poners.
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>>29380360
same
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>>29328265
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bump from 9
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>>29380360
aw man, I so want that to be me.

Also, smart. Hold Brave instead and avoid the snuggle of death.
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>>29381787
Make Brave be the little spoon and you won't have to worry about suffocation during the night.
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>>29381928
Well, there is still the risk of a broken arm. But totally worth spending time in a stasis spell.
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>Vannie, being part bat, always instinctively begins sucking on one of your ears or fingers as she sleeps
>attempts wrapping a wing around your torso so she doesn't get any falling dreams
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>>29382628
>decide to go commando one night
>thatsnotmyfinger
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>>29382660
Yessss
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>>29382628
d'aaaaaawwww (is this supposed to be Vannie?)
>>29382660
u- unf
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>>29382739
a simple glance at the filename is enough to tell
so nope, its just some bat
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>>29376264

quit giving me ideas goddamn it

>Once you're content with the cleanliness of your poner, you give a small nod and smile.
"Fresh out of the car wash."
>"...What?"
"Nothing."
>With that done, you get another glob and lather up the scrubby thing again.
>Sure, you're not COMPLETELY done with Brave, but baby steps here, you're not comfortable trying to clean the exhaust just yet.
>-Well, she's clearly not comfortable, the way she fidgeted around when getting to the lower parts.
>And if she ain't comfortable, you're not comfortable.
>You turn over to the pony-made-shark, where Vannie's in the water, only her face, tail, and ears popping out of the surface.
>...Or maybe she's more of a submarine.
>Those ears look like they'd make for a pretty nifty radar.
>You shake those thoughts away, and boop her muzzle.
"C'mon nigga, come getcho cleanin'."
>That gets a cute little giggle out of her.
>Despite, you know, no black people around here.
>Though, from what you've heard about zebras, that's pretty much the equivalent.
>Just imagine a world where slaves were never brought over, so they stayed in their respective continents.
>There you go, zebras and ponies.
>Vannie hops up, sitting super still like a dog that doesn't mind bath-time.
>You decide to clean first what you ended with on Brave, being that chest fluff.
"Dayum gurl, why you gotta be so fluffy?"
>She giggles again.
>Note to self, Vannie loves your black man voice.
>Good to know, as you've been needing practice anyways.
>Rubbing and brushing the shit outta that fluff, you were right about this taking longer though.
>It's apparent again here that she needs some cleaning, but it's harder to see any difference in her coat color.
>Soon enough though, it seems all squeaky clean, prompting you to hold her hooves.
>It's difficult finding a balance between, 'actually does shit,' and 'supa gentle,' but you seem to make it work, if slowly.
>Both hooves sparkly, you move to her side.
>You'll get the wings later.
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>>29383593
>She keeps her eyes closed with a smile, purring lightly while you brush her.
>-No seriously, she's purring.
>At this point, you're sure that every pony is just a mix of everything cute.
>Hell, maybe that's why peace has been a thing for so long here.
>Catbirds don't get the same love, so they kidnap your ass for advice on how to be cuter.
>...Man, that would've been easier better to deal with than spears and crossbows.
>Underground bunkers and goddamn mummified corpses.
>...Christ, that situation was such a fucking mess.
>And looking at it, you guess this washing is kind of symbolic.
>You're scrubbing the whole incident away, opening doors for fresh, girly scented beginnings.
>-Even though you're planning on going back to that place.
>...It's taken a lot of self reminding.
>As much as you'd enjoy just spending your time here with the girls, this is still all a big deal to you.
>You mean hell, it could literally mean the entire human race.
>...That's KIND of a big deal.
>Though, here you are, wondering whether your whole species, or cuddly times with the girls is more important.
>You finish scrubbing down her side, then move over to her flank.
>She scrunches a bit, but stays still.
>Then you notice something.
>A BIG something.
>You slowly push the fluff around her flank.
>But the more you do, the more you're certain of what you're seeing.
>Or really, more of what you're NOT seeing.
>"W-what are you doing?"
>She looks over and just freezes when she sees where you're looking.
>Since it's well, her flank, you expected a little blush or a glare or something.
>Instead, she just looks scared.
"Vannie, you don't have a..."
>...Ah, fuck, what were they called?
>You just know them as tramp stamps and ass tattoos.
>There's another name for them, though.
>"A...a Cutie Mark..."
>You slowly nod.
>That's what it was.
>She just hangs her head low and sits in the water, ears flopped over.
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>>29383717
It's ok Vannie. You don't need a Cutie Mark to be a bad ass.
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>>29383717
hmmm i wonder what you have up your sleeve.
Help the caring, selfless, fluffy yet tough, thick bat find her cm? or help her learn to be happy with who she is?
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>>29383717
YA WOT M8
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>>29383717
>A BIG something.
wha-
>no cutie mark
oh.

that's a way less interesting finding than her having a dick.
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>>29383717
A bit on the nose for the symbolism of washing away previous experiences but 10/10. Just found it a bit too on the nose.
>pic related

>>29384313
Hehehe that's what I thought.
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>>29382739
>posting related content
>in "guard"mare general
You must be new here
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>>29384313
>something that lewd.

Well. we just don't know. she's obviously built for cuddling and anon was her first. What else could her talent be? Maybe night eating related?
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>>29385850
>cm for being an awesome mother
COMMENCE THE FOAL PUMPING
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>>29383717
The bat reveals itself too useless for even a cutie mark doesn't want to touch its disgusting flank. Time to dispose of it.
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>>29385850
Or perhaps she starts to explain that she is one of the few Thestrals that can't get cutie marks.
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>>29386346
>can't get cutie marks
Then we prove them wrong.
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>>29386346
how very special snowflake oc
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RIGHT HERE
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bamp
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brave is for breeding
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>>29388536
You're goddamn right.
I don't know how to edit shit.
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>>29388536
BREED
THE
GUARDS

HAVE MANY FOALS
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>>29389000
>>29388788
>>29388536
The world will always stay safe, breed and join today! Pic simi related.
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>>29389019
Equestrian Breeding Corps.

Breeding strong defenders for a safer future.
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>>29389019
>>29389034
>fitness tests to choose the right stallions
>you're no stallion, but by technicality, an equestrian citizen eligible to participate
>impress everyone with your superior human strength and endurance
>get to breed all the mares
good end
bad end is that you spill spaghetti and look weak as shit to all the pones
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>>29389053
And what do the mares need? They're not going to let in shit-tier mares to be bred.
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>>29389073
>lots of endurance
>wide enough hips for maximum breedability
>long estrus cycle
>and tons of chest fluff, because only the fluffiest survive
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>>29383717
>All you need to see is the floppy ears, then you know you're needed.
>Though, you're not really seeing the big deal, here.
>From what you've heard, these tramp stamps really only remind you of your special talent.
>...Oh.
>Well, okay, maybe not having a special talent is kind of bad.
>At least in a place where everyone already does.
>-In FACT, it's comparable to oh, you don't know, maybe being the last surviving member of an entire species, mingling among citizens half your height?
>Something like that.
>You kneel and hold her chin up.
>Her eyes are already swimming and ready to start the waterworks.
"Hey, it's alright Vannie. It's just a mark."
>"-Yeah, who cares if you don't have one?"
>You both look over.
>Brave sheepishly moves her tail over her flank, then sits beside you.
>Vannie sighs.
>"I'm sorry, you two. I didn't mean to ruin your moods like this..."
>You open your mouth, but Brave practically pushes you out of the way.
>"Hey, don't talk like that. Besides, Cutie Mark or not, you're still the Vannie that we both know and love, aren't you?"
>She stays silent, gaze traveling around the water.
>Brave bites her lip, then lets out a sigh of her own.
>"You know, Vannie..."
>She pauses, then steels herself.
>"...I've always been jealous of you."
>Those fluffy ears perk up.
>"Before the whole incident... I wanted Anon, but I knew that compared to you, I'd never stand a chance."
>Her own eyes trail towards the water.
>"I mean, you have the looks, the charm, and hay- you're way braver than I'll ever be, even with the word in my name..."
>She trails off with that last bit.
>There's a long bit of silence.
>But before you're able to intervene, Vannie slowly moves up to her.
>She puts a hoof on her side.
>"I thought you were trying to cheer me up? You only described yourself."
>She stays confused for a second, before the words register.
>A small smile crosses her face, then she pulls Vannie into a hug with a sigh.
>"You only proved my point."
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>Feather Scarf is still in OP.

Wow, sorry about that guys. Thought this general died off months ago. I've been relatively busy these months.

Good to see every one is still writing and enjoying the green though. Nothing like a quality baked bread.
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>>29389523
>Holy hell.
>The cuteness, it hurts.
>Brave sniffles a bit.
>"You... you really are my greatest friend, you know. Believe me when I say that a stupid mark on your flank won't change any of that."
>"R-really? Do... do you actually mean it?"
>"-Of course I do."
>You watch as Vannie's frown slowly flips around into disbelief, then a small, genuine smile.
>She shuts her eyes and her eyes flop over, just as her cheeks start to grow wet with tears.
>"I... you don't know how much it means to hear you s-say that..."
>Brave gently rubs her back while she cries.
>...And you kind of just stand there.
>Sure, the thought of it may sound weird, but you're nothing but happy and proud here.
>Like having your two different puppies finally play nice with each other.
>The fact that you didn't have to intervene or anything, it just feels nice.
>When you first heard about the sharing thing, you'll admit you had your doubts.
>'Cause again, it sounded like it was more of an agreement for your sake.
>Like they find no enjoyment or anything out of it, and you have all the gain.
>And even after they told you otherwise, you STILL had your doubts, naturally.
>But this, what you're seeing right here...
>You mean, unless these two are amazing impromptu actors, you've been once again proved wrong.
>And really, this is all you've hoped for.
>Their happiness comes before yours, after all.
>Nothing fluffy and cute deserves to be sad, ever.
>-Unless it's like, 'oh it's so ugly that it's cute' cute.
>You'd have to determine that yourself.
>-But you digress.
>While they bond with each other, you realize that this is the perfect time for yourself.
>So you get that scrubby thing, get that soap, and get to scrubbin.
>First your arms!
>Gotta give lefty some love first, then ya boy jack hammer.
>You call him that, because whenever you ja-
>-Damn it, and they just stopped hugging.
>Man, you need to buy some more scrubbies.
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>>29389663
Damn. I just keep updating hoping for more.

Had a little trouble figuring out who was talking at the end of your first post.
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>>29389663
>Gotta give lefty some love first, then ya boy jack hammer.
>You call him that, because whenever you ja-

Kek
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>>29377976
>...
>Oh, fuck it.
>One quick look.
>She won't catch you.

>You glance over your shoulder.
>You expect to see her removing and folding her sweater with magic, cleaning her glasses and placing them gently on a convenient, flat surface...
>Her sweater's inside-out, pulled over her head but not off.
>She's pinned it with her hooves, trying to extract her head from the woven deathtrap.
>You'd help her, but then she'd know you're looking.
>Can't have that.
>You avert your gaze and let her sort it out.

>Yourself, you're wearing your thermals under your clothes, so you can disrobe in a perfectly modest and wholesome manner.
>With Careful, you'd do away with the undershirt, pull her close, feel her coat while you go to sleep. She's warm enough to offset the cold of being uncovered.
>Wrong time, place, and pony for that now, though.

>You seat yourself on the bed and wait for Moondancer to finish.
>"O-okay," she signals.
>You look over at her.

>Without her mane-tie, her bangs nearly reach her nose.
>She sweeps them to the side so she can see.
>She has to squint slightly to see you without her glasses.
>She looks tipsy, relaxed, untidy, and adorable.

>"You all set?"
"Yeah."

>You fold down the covers, scooch back on the bed, and lie closest to the wall.
>Moondancer climbs up to join you.
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>>29389000
I thought Isis was only a jouster not a guard.
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>>29390644
a cute. A CUTE
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I ended up accidentally sleeping through an entire day somehow. Update will be a bit late
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>>29390644
cuddle the shit out of her. Molest her fluffy chest.
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>>29390644
So are we going into 3 way / harem nonsense? Let me know so I can drop it now
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>>29391634
Drop what your pants?
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>>29391141
eh, no worries. That was your body telling you you needed rest.
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>>29389532
eyup, still is. I thought it was a good start. Do you plan an continuing? If you can that is.

There's a few new Anons like myself here. Hopefully this general can stay for quite awhile. I'm quite enjoying the two on-going stories and the newest ones are showing potential.
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>>29390644
Yeah, let her snuggle up. Reassure her that she's got friends who care about her. In a society where friendly hugs and cuddles are common; something tells me she doesn't get enough.
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>3 way /harem nonsense?

Nah, if anything it'll be a nice, warm snuggle pile. Careful and Anon see her as a close friend who is in need. Careful is already a pony who wants others to feel safe and she'd want no less for a close friend of hers.
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>>29389663
this is wonderful
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>>29392915
yessss
snuggle piles da best
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>>29328427
Full length novel, Yurp
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>>29393433
Why do you have a name, slut?
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bump
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>>29393194
Indeed they are. Who's that drooling on Anon's chest?
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>>29394998
Loyalty.
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>>29395171
That's who I think it is but can't really tell without color.
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Do we panic now?
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>>29396806
About?
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>>29396806
yes. always. blue is ded poor cw anon don't like us any more.

how do panic properly?
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>>29396914
Tits
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>>29396914
Quick! Press the red button!
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>>29396914
Don't forget, the drawfags have also forsaken us.
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BUMP FOR HOPE!
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>>29397005
keyboard has no red button.
>>29397079
fucking wondering draw fag . i love him so much it hurts.

I can't blame him for abandoning us for more greener pastures. he already abandoned me once back in the slave pony thread. i expect it now. though it still hurts.
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Thred ded
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>>29398036
very.
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>>29392755
Hopefully if i can write something originaoli. I need to do a bit of "research" on character attributes, otherwise gg, and shitty story.
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>>29398685
>writing something original.

I was enjoying your last story
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SLAANESHT
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am I the only one who wants to see see a Guard Anon green with him failing almost all the time something like guarding a celebrity, wonderbolts, mane 6, princesses, etc. etc?
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>>29400105
Depends on how excessive/stupid/continuous that you want him to fail. And how important that failure is.
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>>29400125
I was thinking along the lines of when we first saw Careful, always overreacting when there's nothing of danger so "failing"
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>>29400490
Oh, that could be fun then. Who would guard? I can see him spilling spaghetti with secret agent Fluir Di Lis.
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>>29400522
Or maybe like Maxwell Smart with Fluer as Agent 99.
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I decided to go read the beginning of Careful's Charge again. It's more poignant with the knowledge I now know. Oh, the feels. I hope CW Anon continues the story.
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bumpo
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>>29372798
>For the first time in a while, you’re able to get a good night’s sleep
>Even if it is in the bed of a traincar underneath a tarp
>You awaken gently with a yawn as opposed to startled in a cold sweat
>The train had already started to move
“Sandstone, are you awake?”
>”Affirmative.”
“Good, because I need your help.”
>You pull the map out from your breast pocket and unfold it, pointing to the glowing light
“Is this train able to get anywhere close to it?”
>You unfurl the other map and set it beside the older one
>Sandstone studies both maps for a few minutes
>”Knowledge of known Germane rail systems is insufficient. The one we reside on now should be able to take us relatively close.”
>You breathe a sigh of relief
>”However,”
>Uh oh
>”The train we have stowed away on is currently delivering to the coastal city of Haydelburg.”
>Fiddlesticks
>That was right
>You got on this train to get back to Equestria
“Is there a way to change the route?”
>”Indeed. However, the switching station is unlikely to be utilized for an unscheduled route change.”
“Then I guess we’ll just have to change it ourselves.”
>Sandstone removes the tarp and looks around
>Currently the train was heading through a tunnel in a mountain
>”Current location: Lattengebirde. Germane mountain range. Switching station a short distance from the exit.”
“Great! Then we wait for the train to pass through the mountains, then I jump out and hit the switch.”
>Sandstone seems to turn his sphere from side to side as if shaking his head
>“Unfortunately it will not be that easy.”
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>>29402048
>“We currently reside on the 14th freight car. The switch at the station would have to be pulled before the locomotive passes over the track to be switched.”
>You look up as the train passes into another tunnel
>You swallow hard
“So you mean I’m gonna have to climb my way through 13 freight cars and jump off the front?”
>”Correct. I would provide assistance were it not for my body being far too large to navigate between the tunnels.”
>Deep breaths Rewind
>Deep breaths
“R-Right. It’s fine don’t worry. Just gotta be careful. How hard could it be?”
>”I recommend starting soon. We only have a few minutes before the locomotive leaves the tunnels.”
“G-Got it…”
>You get out from underneath the tarp and peek out to the side of the freight car just a bit
>You spot the oncoming light at the end and mentally prepare yourself for what’s to come
>Just don’t think about the what-ifs
>Focus only on the success
>You CAN do this
>It’s just that next step on the path to saving the entire world!
>The freight car you’re in passes into the light with a rush of air and you spring into action
>You clamber up the ladder and onto the top of the car in front of you
>The wind whips through your mane and brings tears to your eyes
>But you don’t have time to linger on it
>You gallop across the top of the car and jump to the next
>Then the next
>Then the next
>And the nex-
>Your hooves sink slightly and you notice you don’t have as firm a hoofhold as before
“What the…”
>You look down and discover that you’ve landed in one of the coal freighters
>It was just a small hurdle, but one that cut into the little time you had
>You jump for the next car, but the coals slip from under your hooves, denying the leverage you needed for a complete jump
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>>29402058
>You hit the edge of the freight car with a thunk
>It knocks the wind from your lungs and you cough and sputter as you try and breathe again
>After a moment to get your breath back, you start to pull yourself up onto the top of the freight car
>Only to drop yourself back down again as the top of the next tunnel narrowly misses your horn
>You can almost feel it rushing past your hooves as you hang there
>If you’re passing through a mountain range, you can’t imagine how long or short this tunnel could even be
>There was no time to wait
>You shimmy over to the side of the train car and peek to the side
>There looked to be just enough room to safely hang and shuffle yourself across
>Carefully moving around the corner, a new problem appeared
>The wind itself
>It rushed and whistled past you as now you were no longer protected by the mass of the freight car
>It only made it that much more difficult to keep holding onto the lip of the car
>Don’t focus on the failure
>Just keep going
>Making it up to the middle of the freight car you’re able to find a small ledge to rest your hindlegs on
>The burning in your forelegs subsides for a moment while you catch your breath
>Why were you doing this again?
>Surely you could just wait for the train to arrive in Haydelburg and explain your situation to somepony there, right?
>But the more you think about it, the more it seemed like a bad idea
>You and Sandstone had already killed at least an entire unit of Germane guards
>Not to mention you’d stolen both a map of the area, AND more importantly a powerful magical item that they’d no doubt been expecting to receive
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>>29402074
>Plus with this Haytalian weapon on your foreleg, they were likely to assume you were a spy of some sort
>Furthermore, after finding the dagger in the hooves of the Germanes, you can only imagine what could happen if somepony else found an artifact like the one you have AND figured out how it worked
>Even IF they didn’t figure out how it worked, exploiting it for its powerful magic wouldn’t be too difficult if they found the right pony
>Even if it wasn’t direly urgent, it was still important enough to divert this train
>After your few seconds of rest, you continue shimmying along the ledge before rounding the corner and dropping onto the connector
“Guh… Just how long is this tunnel?”
>As if to answer you, the harsh sunlight nearly blinds you from above as your part of the train comes out
“Alright Rewind… Lotta ground to cover.”
>You clamber up on top of the car and start galloping along, jumping to the next car when you came to it
>Soon the locomotive is clearly in view
>You’re only about 3 cars away from it
>The steam pouring from the top hits you and dampens your fur beneath your uniform
>You hop over the few gaps between you and it
>Hopefully nopony looks to investigate the thumping on the roof
>Out of the corner of your eye you can see it
>The switching station
>To get enough speed to reach it you were gonna have to jump much earlier and keep going back to build up momentum
>Earlier as in now
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>>29402082
>You hesitate for a moment, before gently slapping your cheeks twice with your hooves
“You can do this.”
>Taking a deep breath, you leap from the train
>The added speed from the train itself propels you along, but it’s still not enough
>You would hit the ground before you even reached the switch
>But still you wait
>You wait for enough time that you’d still be in the air when you sent yourself back
>The aura around your horn flares and a flash of white blinds you as you rewind
>The world goes negative as you repeat your motions in the last 4 seconds and come back into existence in the space you occupied 4 seconds ago
>I.e. flying through the air
>You were picking up more speed
>Just one more
>You wait for just a moment and send yourself back again
>When the world comes back you’re hurtling through the air
>The wind stings at your eyes
>This was it
>You do your best to angle yourself in midair
>The trajectory was as perfect as it could be
>So you steeled yourself for what was to come
>You brace as you hit the switch hard
>It would have winded you if not for your breastplate
>The pain throbbed in your chest but you couldn’t tend to it
>You send yourself back again
>And when you pop back in you do so again
>And again
>You can feel your head starting to hurt
>It’s a dull throb that only gets more intense as you rewind over and over
>It only occurs to you after tears are streaming down your cheeks and your nose is bleeding that you’d never used it so many times in a row
>After a total of 8 rewinds you’re back where you used to be when you were standing on the front locomotive
>The train of course had passed a few moments ago
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>>29402090
>Your speed is still around “way too fast” but you’ve come back to the train
>Luckily for you, the speeding bullet that is your body is stopped by the coal car from earlier
>You groan loudly
>You’re seeing double
>No, make that triple
>You blink a few times to get your eyes back in focus before digging yourself out of the coal you’d become buried in
“Hopefully… They just think it’s a last minute route change.”
>After wiping away the blood dripping down your snout, you very carefully return to Sandstone...
>And collapse in the bed of the car
>Sandstone promptly looms over you
>“Are you alright Rewind? Your cerebral activity fluctuated far beyond normal Unicorn metrics.”
>You hold up your hoof and let it flop over to the side where the metal of your hoof’s armor elicits a dull thunk
“Yeah. I’m alright. Just gotta lay off the magic for a bit. My brain hurts.”
>Sandstone looks out to the side of the train
>”It appears your actions were successful. The train has been diverted and is now en route to the Northern Colpogne station.”
“Hah… Doesn’t really matter. We’ll be getting off before it arrives there anyway.”
>”Understood.”
>You curl up and take off your helmet, your wavy white mane unfurling from underneath
“I’ll just be taking a… A short rest.”
>Yeah
>That’s what you’ll do
>An exhausted little pony needs rest
>Even with the subpar sleeping conditions you’re able to fall asleep relatively quickly
>Sandstone’s leg makes a great impromptu pillow for you to rest your weary head on
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Shorter update than usual, but I thought it would be better to end the chapter here rather than somewhere else
And for that anon that predicted the train switching rewind thingy, props to you
Expect more pre-war time shenanigans in the next update
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>>29402161
fuck yeah, more titan fall pone
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>>29402161
OK, I'm just a simple Anon. Why did that work? Because Rewind retains her momentum?
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>>29402522
Of course. In fact in the first chapter she explains how it works

>>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
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>>29402580
I'm probably thinking too much of it but wouldn't her momentum slow since there's nothing to push against midair?
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>>29402651
Don't overthink it too much, friend. I know I didn't
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>>29402703
Careful lewd and brave/vannie lewd bump
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>>29403484
>no Rewind lewd
she's a cute poner too
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>>29390644
>You each get into comfortable positions and relax.
>Moondancer lies facing away from you, toward the far wall.
>"So..." she starts.
"Yeah?"
>"Careful's okay with this arrangement?"
"Yeah. We discussed it."
>You leave out that you and Careful discussed it before either of you were aware of any threat against Moondancer and her shop.
>Also, that Careful herself suggested it.
>"Okay. Um. Good night."
"G'night."
>She magically snuffs out the bedside candle.

>You each lie side-by-side, trying to sleep for five minutes, ten, fifteen...
>"...Anon?"
"Hm?"
>"Careful's mentioned that you..."
>She takes a deep breath.
>"Givegoodsnuggles," she completes her thought.
"So she's told me, yeah."
>...
>"May I -- oh, okay."
>You reached over mid-sentence and pulled her over to your side of the bed, right up against you.

>She's a little tense for a minute, but, slowly, she relaxes, wriggling into you, returning the cuddle.
>The sensation is fuzzy, warm, and lovely, like with Careful, but they're different.
>Careful's an earth pony in peak physical condition, so she's heavier, and her muscles are firmer, almost like a second layer of armor when she flexes and moves around.
>Moondancer, on the other hand, is a unicorn, and more sedentary than Careful.
>She's lighter, smaller, and softer, like a plush toy.
>She's...
>... well, you're not quite sure how to tell for a pony, but she might be a little pudgy.
>Not enough for anyone to notice or care if she were to go about without the sweater.
>You recall her being embarrassed this morning when you walked in on her without it.
>You hope it doesn't make her feel bad or anything.
>Bottom line, she has the build you'd expect, really.
>And you're gonna cuddle the shit out of her.
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>>29402703
OK, I won't. Brain is starting to hurt anyway. :P
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>>29403705
soft pony is nice for cuddles but sturdy pony is better for the pony. i am conflicted.
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>>29403705
Yay, Careful is back. Yeah, just cuddle the buck outta her. Me thinks she really needs it.
>>
>>29403877
"Dr. Strange cuddles: or How I learned to stop worrying and just cuddle the ponies."
>>
"Hardy Colts & A Snuggler in Hiding"
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>>29404345
>>
Humphrey Anongart
Mary Van Guard
Gladys Brave
In
"The Maltese Griphon"
>>
>>29403705
Plump nerd mare is the comfiest.
>>
Rewind & The Bandit
In
"Relic Raiders"
>>
>>29403705
CUDDLE
THE
SHIT
OUT OF HER
>>
Trading post!
>>
Emerald Stewart
Scarlet Kelly
In
"Rear Balcony"
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bump from 9
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Cinnamon
In
"Cinnamon Unchained"
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>>29408317
Didn't know who she was untill recently. She must be liberated hence the movie choice. I'm OK if she goes all Django on Anon's ass.
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>>29408317
>"Cinnamon Unchained"
I would love it.
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>>29378187
idk if you're the anon who drew this, but I really like the facial expression.
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>>29409148
Not me though I wish I had the talent.
>>
please blu don't do this to me :(
>>
>>29389663

hot damn, internet problems
and i spent lots of time writing a one shot for a thread that died anyways

>They both give each other some reassuring smiles, and man, it just makes you glad that you're in the future of pony times.
>Just think about how bad it would be having two girlfriends during your time.
>-You mean, it would have been much, MUCH more complicated, you're sure.
>And on top of that, either you would get destroyed, or they would destroy each other.
>Or even both.
>There just wouldn't be any happy ending if you did the same thing in that situation.
>But you're glad that's not the case, here.
>You move up a bit and bring them both into a hug, which they quickly accept.
"You guys don't realize how happy seeing you two like this makes me. You both really are the best mares a guy could ask for."
>Vannie relaxes on your side, and Brave looks up at you with a small smile.
>"Oh, stop it. You're just saying that."
"...Well, maybe, because you two are the first I've actually been in a relationship with, but I don't think I've been this happy since... well, yesterday."
>Her smile widens, and you look over at Vannie.
"And I agree with Brave's words completely, you know. Not having a mark on your flank doesn't change anything."
>And now, the smirk on her face grows, leaving you with a happy, cuddly mare on each side.
>Though one here still needs a scrubbin'.
>You part with the two, then get some more soap going.
"Now then, let's finish this up, so we can continue on the bed."
>The idea of a soft, warm cuddle pile under the covers sounds too damn good to pass up.
>And this water's already losing it's warmth.
>At least there's no swarm of bubbles around you, though.
>-Not in the tub, at least.
>Everything else is all on the outside.
>It's pretty ridiculous.
>Brave just sticks by your side while you continue where you left off, on Vannie's flanks.
>She scrunches again while you do your thing quickly, then move to her other side.
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>>29409602
>You start with her flanks on the other side too, just because it really seems to be the thickest part of her.
>-Fluff-wise, of course.
>Though, you definitely will agree that minus her coat, that's still the case.
>Having her so close to you it's... really hard not to notice.
>Though you try to withhold your enthusiasm, for everyone's sake.
>You mean, the idea that horse women is pretty much all you'll get, set in a long time ago.
>And with that time, it kind of went from reluctant acceptance to... kind of a curiosity, you guess you could say.
>Then, an appreciation of sorts.
>But having these two here, completely comfortable with having their flanks washed by you- it's pretty surreal.
>It kind of just makes you nervous that you'll mess up and ruin everything, somehow.
>It's probably the same kind of crap that guy in Avatar felt, right before he did that blue alien chick.
>...You wonder what your family would think of your though, seeing you here like this.
>Probably not tons of great things.
>-If they read your thoughts, at least.
>Your actions could probably be seen as good.
>-Vannie shivers slightly, bringing your focus back to the task at hand.
>And once you stop cleaning, you easily notice how much brighter her flank is because of it.
>...MUCH brighter.
>Eight days, man.
>Just makes you more eager to get cleaned up yourself.
>Moving from her flank, you move to her side, slowly washing around her still bandaged wing.
>Makes you wonder if she did that stasis thing, or whatever they said they did to you.
>Though all it seems to do is speed the process of healing, somehow.
>At least, from what you see on yourself.
>But with that logic, if her wing was broken, it probably still wouldn't heal in just eight days.
>-But hell, in a world with magic and shit, you're not sure how much logic actually applies here anyways.
>You've got a better chance at understanding cuneiform than you do magic.
>And that's not mentioning Equestria's weird-ass written language.
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>>29409608
Aww man sorry. Should have killed the thread so you could have posted at the top.
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>>29409602
Gib the dead thread so we may read
>>
bang
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new thread >>29409928
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>>29409608
Yeah, you scrub that bat.
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>>29409608
He should question her about it and show her a little tender gratitude for trying so hard.
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>>29409608
>...You wonder what your family would think of your though, seeing you here like this.
>Probably not tons of great things.
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