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Fingerbang: The Equestria Girls and Humanized Thread #227 - Picking

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Welcome to Fingerbang: The Equestria Girls & Humanized Thread! Anything with >no hooves is welcome and encouraged here. If you like to write, draw, read, or critique the humanized versions of the ponies, then this is the thread for you.

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>FAQ

>How did this Humanized thread get started? What happened to Fingerbang?

The Humanized thread was created when the various humanized threads (including Fingerbang) on /mlp/ decided to merge. The rest is history.

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>>29465216
RD is for sexual
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>>29465216
nudity when?
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>>29465216
is it me or is RD hotter in human form?
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Is this the cuck thread?
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>>29465397
Very soon, Anon
Very soon
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>>29465397
The cuck thread, aka martial problems, is struggling to still exist. Just like the incest thread is suddenly went almost dead after all the writefags left.
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>>29465922
>martial
Eh, San Andreas got away with it.
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Looking at bases for Sombra and Chrysalis wrestling.

I want to put down Sombra either as Sheamus, William Regal, or Jerry Lawler.

Chrysalis is defo probably getting the Vampiro treatment, or Umaga.

Thinking Sheamus and Vampiro, just cause it would fit.

My lazy butt is going to have like a hundred wrestling eqg pones/characters for this league thing. I already have 30 done.
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>>29465216
>Discord chat is still linked
you had one job Greentext, one job and you couldn't even do it right.
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>>29466262
Will you stop griping already?
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>>29465216
>RD
Nice, and relevant too

ZapDash story from where I left off.
>Indigo Zap excitedly giggles coming up behind you.
>Rainbow Dash licks her lips.
>You shake waiting for them.
>They pounce you in the water.
>Like lions on their prey, Zap and Dash grab you and pull you close.
>You feel hands reaching under your swim suit.
>Pulling it down.
>Fondling your junk.
>Indigo reaches around and grabs your cock in the middle of it getting hard.
>You moan as Dash squeezes your ass.
>"This guys a little firm in the rear."
Says Dash.
>"Not as firm as us!" Indigo replies.
>Feel the reach under your bottom.
>They lift you half out of the water.
>Fuck they're strong.
>Your dick is above water level, completely erect and in Indie's hand.
>She strokes your shaft right in front of RD's face.
>You don't want to imagine somebody walking in on this.
>Dash kisses your tip with a soft laugh.
>"yeah well he's completely solid here!"
>You watch her pull your swim suit to your ankles.
>Then all the way off.
>Your thighs rest on Dash's shoulders.
>Indigo grabs your arms and backs you into a back float.
>You face the ceiling, sprawled flat.
>Dash wraps her lips around your tip.
>You feel her take more of your length in.
>"Mmmm"

Need to sleep and fap Be back tomorrow.
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>>29466842
Fuck I indented a paragraph wrong. Whatever, ignore that guys
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>>29466842
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>>29465216
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>>29465216
Thank you for using the correct title.
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>>29467277
Either title was correct, and this one doesn't seem to work as well so far. Stop shilling.
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>>29465216
>>>/a/
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>>29467277
>Look mom, I posted it again
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>>29467211
>Pinkie's lewd bedroom eyes
>She looks topless
Fucking unf
>>29467332
Hate to admit it, but this
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>>29467557
If I'm honest, I still think Rarity's hotter.
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>>29466132
>30
Like actually 30?
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>>29465397
So, I hail from the now defunct /nn/ and Was thinking; I'd like to literally turn the infamous Scott Greene into Anthony Burch
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>>29467587
You have good taste.
>>29467611
Literally who?
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>>29467640
Just like him and his thread, no one and nothing.
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>>29467400
sure underage
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>>29466858
Don't worry about it m8
You're doing fine
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>>29467606
30.

M6, Luna, Celestia, Caddy, Shining, Glim Glam, Shim Sham, Sirens, Braeburn, Big Mac, Blueblood, Lyra, Tavi, Vinyl, Bon Bon, Derpy, Spitfire, Berry, Discord, Treehugger, Maud, Trixie, Bulk Biceps are done.
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>>29467652
So, what exactly are you trying to achieve again?
Aren't you supposed to encourage traffic to this thread instead of deterring it?
You seem to have a very narrow definition of fun anyway. Thanks for the warm welcome.
I'm sticking around either way

>>29467587
This
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>>29467870
As if you were achieving anything, but enjoy your (You), cuck.
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>>29468028
Here's another on me, buddy
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>>29466418
When it becomes incorrect to fix a major problem then sure, till then bite me.
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>>29468095
Your thread and whatever garbage oc trash created therein died for a reason. Don't be mad that even as low as this thread gets, we are STILL better than your thread. Get bent bitch.
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>>29468166
Ok, I'll bite, what do I have to read to join in the /superior/ fun?
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>>29468151
There is no major problem, just you whining about something you don't like. Either do something constructive for the thread or shut up. Because it's already obvious that the people who matter won't listen to you and your salt.
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>>29466262
>>29468151
>This bullshit again
Wow stop posting any time
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>>29468231
>>29468367
You could always like, not reply to the shitposter, you know. He's nothing more than talk, so why bother? Let's keep the thread focused towards content.
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I got bored, did early versions of Sombra/Chrysalis.
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>>29468930
Not bad.
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>>29465216
I think we should go back to EQG Humanized. Everything under that title went great after the autism wore off.
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>>29469725
That would probably be a doable idea if this thread turns out slow. But we don't know yet.
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>>29469777
>>29469725
Shh we'll get to that when we come to it.
>>29468930
You feel up to doing the Shadowbolts?
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>>29467332
Doesn't work as well for what, having a less distinct title?
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Agreed, we were doing great under that name.
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>>29470106
If by "less distinct title" you mean more people coming here to post stuff more often then yeah. The proof has been literally all around us for a month.
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>>29470186
We still would be doing great if Green didn't want his fb rebound. Cause now we're back into uncertainty relying on chances of some old-aged plan working.
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>>29467587
That's a beautiful rarara.
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>>29466842
Pastebin?
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>>29469546
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>>29470297
>>29470232
>>29470186
I agree that the title switch worked better too but you know what would really help? Waiting to see where this thread goes instead of restating the same things that were said before. It's all just tiresome now. If this thread picks up, then fanfuckingtastic, everyone wins. If not then we know what to do. In any case let as much content fill this thread as we can.
I came here for lewd, dammit
>>29470763
Um, thanks?
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>>29469830
Probably in the future, but not all of them.

At least not to start. Indigo, Lemon, Sour, Sugar probably get special early creation.
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>>29470800
>It's all just tiresome now.
The damn truth.
>>29470826
>Lemon.
Yes.
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>>29470856
Yes.

I have 500 slots total to use, so...

I could bury myself in the edits.
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>>29466842
>Dash passionately enjoys your meat in her mouth.
>You moan.
>Indigo kissed you on the neck a bunch of times.
>Goes up to your lips.
>She rubs her hand up and down the front of your body.
>Still holding you up with her strength.
>Dash's lips slide up and down your cock.
>She plays with your balls, stroking them gently with her fingers.
>Starts to moan too.
>Puts her lips up to your tip and tastes the precum coming out.
>Your nipples get hard from the cold air after being underwater.
>Indigo flicks them around and punches her tongue into your mouth.
>Buck your hips a little.
>Dash responds by grabbing your ass and sucking faster.
>You're not lasting long.
>Fuck, these girls didn't wait long to do this.
>You've barely known RD in person for 20 minutes.
>"Mmmmh, mmmm." Indigo sighs, cupping your chin.
>You feel yourself cumming inside Dash's mouth.
>She keeps her lips sealed on your shafts base.
>Taking all the load. Swallowing it.
>No cum is getting in the pool.
>She soon takes a breather.
>Indigo is still sucking on your neck.
>"Wow, I got a lot out of him." Says Dash.
>Her friend giggles.
>"Did she?" Indigo whispers in your ear. "You came hard?"
>"Oh he did." Dash answers for you.
>Your legs are let down.
>"Let's see how much is left." Indigo says.

>>29470645
shit I didn't even name this yet
Soon
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>>29471686
>mfw
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>>29470856
Bleh, version 1.

Skirt's probably hardest part.
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>>29471951
Loving it so far. Keep going.
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>>29472494
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>>29472671
When I've made enough I might just do a little wrestling waifu round robin league.
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>>29471951
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>>29473419
>>29472494
original?
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>>29473773
If only FPR did super long hair.

And Multiple Hair Tones are always difficult.

It's looking good though, so I feel good.

Now I have to make some other Shadowbolt later.
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>>29473970
Can you do Indigo Zap next?
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>>29474981
Yes.

Yes I can.

I probably will too.
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>>29475047
Sweet
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>>29465247
>those arms
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Previously on WFD ASC: http://pastebin.com/gDR83Vgr

>>>29410145

>”Well?”
“Well duh, it’s a pistol!”
>”I know! But why do you have one of these?!”
“It’s the pistol I got from the asshole that tried to mug us on the bus remember?”
>”And you kept it?!”
“Of course! What? You actually thought I’d drive around the worst parts of the city with no protection?”
>”Anon…guns have been outlawed in California a couple of years ago, therefore they are illegal now. I don’t now if they are legal in Florida but things are different here now!”
“Relax Sunny, don’t get your panties in a twist,” you say as you take the pistol from her hands to take the magazine out of the pistol, ”see? It’s not even loaded!”
>”You…know how to handle a gun?”
“My grandpa taught me how when I was just a kid, I was just 9 years old. My parents and and I flew all the way to Texas to visit him in his ranch. We don’t do that no more.”
>”Why’s that?”
“He’s dead. Cancer got him.”
>”Oh…I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
>You take another look at the gun.
>You murdered two people with it a few hours ago and Sunset Shimmer is none the wiser.
>”Anyways Anon, you shouldn’t drive around with that thing in your car! What would you even do with an empty weapon anyways?”
“No one would mess around with a guy carrying heat, if I ran into more of those The Order of Silver pricks they’d be scared shitless.”
>Sunset Shimmer sighs and places her soft hand on your shoulder.
>”Or…they might pull their guns on you, and since you don’t have any bullets in the magazine you’ll be killed.”
“Hmm?”
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>>29475750

>”Anon, you’ve been playing with fire for a few times, remember that night at the club? The time Rarity fought by herself once you were disabled, and of course, the bus mugging?”
“Your point being?”
>”I just want to say…your luck might run out some day, and we won’t be happy to hear that you’ve been shot because you put up a fight. Haven’t you heard the news? Those people are completely sick! They kidnapped Derpy and did awful things to her and to a poor child about Sweetie Belle’s age!”
>You sigh.
>”Please Anon, don’t put yourself in a dangerous spot anymore…get rid of that gun.”
”B-but Sunset?! What about my c-“
>”You are much more valuable to us than your car Anon, I’d be heartbroken to hear bad news involving you.”
>Sunset…really cares for you.
“…Alright.”
>You get out of the car and drop the weapon in a nearby trash bin.
>Afterwards, you get inside your car once again and then you turn the engine on.
>”Thank you Anon.”
>You drive Sunset back to her apartment.
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>>29409685
"It's getting late. I'm almost ready to believe that they aren't coming home for dinner."
>"Maybe they're stuck in traffic." She excuses their absence.
"Doubt it, they know shortcuts all around the city."
>You get up and look outside.
>Other than a setting sun and a car driving by, your parents are nowhere to be seen.
>"Did you see them this morning?"
"No. It's as if they just vanished."
>From a slight hunch, you look around to find some sort of evidence to where they could've gone to.
>You stand by the kitchen counter to look through the mail.
>There's the usual shit: bills, certain payments for other shit, your usual report from the vice principal.
>When you scatter them around, you find the usual advertisement flyers. What makes them unique is that they are specifically aimed at for couples.
>Discounts for scented candles, buy a lingerie set and get the other half off, and some rare, vintage wine that's going on sale.
>What does stand out from the rest is a pamphlet describing about a luxurious hotel outside of town.
>What you're thinking is jumping to conclusions, but something from the depths of your chest is calling out to you.
>"Anon?"
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>>29475754

>Minutes later.
>”Thanks for driving me home Anon.”
“You’re welcome Sunny. I’ll always drive you home, it’s safer this way.”
>”Yeah, I guess…are you gonna do something about that broken window Anon?”
>You nod.
“I’ll drive to that Pay ‘N Spray in Trenton, the owner knows me and he’ll get it fixed.”
>”Okay Anon, see you tomorrow okay?”
“Yeah, tomorrow Rainbow’s team will play against Dodge Junction, once the game’s over I’ll drive to the parlor and get to work.”
>”Good thing the team is almost qualified huh?”
“I know right? Seven wins, two draws and no losses? Best team ever!”
>”You were involved with the team’s current situation, remember that…why do you always refer to it as Rainbow’s team?”
>You chuckle.
”Because Rainbow’s a team player now.”
>”Oooh, now I get it,” she says with a giggle.
“Well then, have a good night Sunny.”
>Before you step on the gas Sunset raises her hand and approaches your vehicle slowly.
>”Uhh, Anon?”
“Yeah?”
>”I…I’ve been meaning to ask, do you uh…have a couple for the Fall Formal yet?”
>Uh oh.
>What should you reply?
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End of update
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>>29475754
Bleeding hell, just go on. I just posted that one since there was a lackluster green for hours.
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>>29475780
I'm done for tonight, post your stuff.
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>>29475774

>What should you reply?
How about:
>"Don't you get it Sunset!? I HATE you! I think you're a disgusting pervert! Don't you understand that I will NEVER want to go out with you!?"
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>>29475758
>You go back to their mail and rip open one of their billing statements.
>Your mother’s bill highlighted her expenses at a clothing store and a beauty department, whereas your father spent over two hundred dollars on the exact hotel that was on the booklet.
"FUCK!"
>You slam your fists on the counter.
>"What's wrong?"
“I tried to do ONE good thing, and it was all for NOTHING!”
>You shove the mail to the floor, letting it fly everywhere.
>”Anon!”
“Don’t bother me, Fluttershy.”
>You pull out your phone and start to call them up.
>”Calm down!”
“Not a chance in hell, Princess of…”
>You tried to give a shit about her nickname, but that went south real fast.
>”It’s Darkness! Princess of Darkness!”
“Whatever!”
>When the ringing stops, you begin to rant.
“Seriously? Do you k--”
>”Leave a message after the tone.”
>A loud beeping sound ignites your spiraling rage, beginning with your phone as the first victim.
>The phone flies across the room and with the velocity it has breaks the casing into bits.
>”Anon! Stop!”
>You ignore her demand and march over to the table to grab the vase filled with roses.
>”STOP!” She shouts out with all of her might.
>You do, and look at her with confusion.
>”Maybe there is a reason to why they would’ve went to celebrate Valentine's day alone; as in, with each other!?”
>You lower the vase and pay attention to her every word.
>”Maybe it’s the fact that you are a troublemaker that follows their own rules and gives little to no concern about anyone else, even IF they were your own parents!”
>You tightly grip the neck of the vase, ready to snap it into bits.
>”Have you ever considered that YOU are the cause of their failing relationship!? Taking away what joy and excitement out of their bond by trying to get you under control?”
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>>29475799
Un censored version of pic?
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>>29475754
>throwing a gun covered in his fingerprints in a bin
this is gonna come back to bite him in the arse isn't it
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>>29476916
Nah
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>>29475774
Tell her you can't make it so you can watch out if anything happens that is dangerous. Ergo lie and say it's because of your parents doing something. Or just say yes you'll go with her. The choice is yours.
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Bump again
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>>29478045
And again
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>>29478474
and again
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>"Heya Rarity!"
>You yelp as Anon's hand reaches up your skirt once more
>He grips your pubic mound tightly while using his body to hold you against the wall, preventing your escape
>You recoil into yourself and shudder
"Please...stop..."
>His middle finger presses your panties into your crease as he runs it back and forth
>Your eyes screw themselves shut, and you try to think about something, anything else
>The raw friction and simulation proves to be to much, and your body betrays you
>As soon as he feels the moisture, he removes his hand from between your legs and walks away
>"See you in class! If you need to copy the homework that you missed when you were absent last week, just let me know!"
>You don't move
>Your whole body is shaking and burning with humiliation
>And as always, everyone else in the hall has completely ignored your distress
>Suddenly, Rainbow Dash runs up to your side, causing you to jump
>"Hey Rarity! Where were you last week?"
>You wipe the tears out of the corners of your eyes and whisper harshly to her
"I'm sorry if I wanted a break from Anon's sexual assault."
>She rolls her eyes
>"C'mon, you know Anon's Canadian or whatever. That's just, like, how he greets people where he's from."
"Then why does he only do it to me!"
>She shrugs
>"I dunno. Maybe it's a compliment or something? Canadians are weird."
>You groan in frustration and slam your locker.
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>>29479145
>Canadians are weird
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R78l6ZOPy9o
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>>29479145
Leaf Anon seems fun.
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Bumperino.

Still haven't made Zap yet, still thinking I can knock out Dust at the same time.
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>>29479286
Beat me to it.
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>>29480512
>>29478045
>>29478474
>>29479116
and forever until 1000k
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>>29475774
Since my memory sucks. If Anon actually has a date, then ask Sunset why does she ask to figure out her motive. If Anon doesn't already have a date then say no he doesn't have one, and then ask why.
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>>29475955
That made me KEK pretty hard m9...
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Got versions 1 of Zap and Dust done since I used the same moveset for the two of them.
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>>29483763
I forgot did you do Spitfire?
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Page 8
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Page 1
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>>29483763
>>29484119
They're all basically the same character just different colors.
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>>29475774
Wasn't the Fall Formal the one where Part 1 ended badly?
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>>29484119
>>29484840
Yeah, Spitfire's done, and the only one that has a different moveset.
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>>29485837
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>"Fine, I'll let you know the secret of my so called 'pipboys' "
>....
>"There, happy?"

wat do?

You're still around here, right, kul?
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>>29485249
Nope, that was the Winter Formal
>>29476193
Here: http://imgur.com/a/BHHue
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>>29485837
>>29486382
look at samefag and laugh them
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>>29487268
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>>29486555
Kek
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>>29487320
>>29487320
look, samefag and laugh
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>>29487537
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>>29487537
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>>29475774
>>29486791
Oh that's safe then, no reason to worry. Say you don't have plans, I suppose.
>>29476916
It worked for Better Call Saul.
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>>29486555
Green when?
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>>29475979
>Just as the glass is about to give away, you loosen your grip, almost to a point that the vase was going to slip out of your hands.
>Some of the water splashes out as your arms drop.
>As much that you despise every little bit that came out of her mouth, it’s true.
>You accept her blunt statement and set the vase back on the table.
>”I’m sorry.” Bloodycry shamefully apologizes as she slouches.
“Don’t be.”
>You straighten yourself up and walk back into the living room..
“Sometimes, the truth sucks and we can’t do anything about it.”
>You awkwardly stand right next to her.
>”But you can.”
“What are you suggesting?”
>”You can change; be at least stable and mindful of your actions.”
“Easier said than done.”
>”At least try.” She pouts out.
“Fine, I will give it a shot.”
>”Good.”
>You slide your left foot around the carpet.
“Well, now what?”
>”Uhm, talk I guess?”
“What about the food?"
>She glances over the couch to look at the kitchen.
>"We could do both."
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>>29488392
>i know how shit works becuz i saw diz one show!!
No, you don't
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>>29488760
Not soon enough.
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finger dump
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>>29489184
The relate-ability of some of this.
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>>29465216
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>>29491195
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>>29491195
Sure, I think I could give her a hand.
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>>29491232
Gtfo Carlos.
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>>29487561
>>29488290
yes, more samefags
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>>29491700
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>>29491770
>>29491770
look,simple samefag.
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>>29492017
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Need to make 4 more female wrestlers till I can go on the random wrestling league.

I thinking I'm doing...
Colgate/Minuette, Moondancer, Coloratura, and... uh..... uhhhhhhhh.... Either another Shadowbolt or Limestone Pie.

Or maybe I should just do an OC or two.
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>>29492298
>>29492298
yes ,more samefag again.
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>>29492823
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>>29493330
>>29493330
more samefag.


fingerbang was a mistake.
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>>29493462
You were a mistake
-Your parents
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>>29494068
and the yours too, your ancestors too, everything.
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>>29494173
Good cumback, child. Next time don't make it a half assed attempt at copying it.
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>>29494351
next time cuck, try to masturbate with fictional characters you incompetent asshole.
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>>29494895
I'm still not you, kid. Enjoy your sad and shitty life.
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>>29489185
Okay but on the other hand: I worked as grunt labor for 3 years in high school and know that it's very rare for a worker to look closely at the contents when tying up and replacing a trash bag.
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>>29494910
but at least i have more life than you , lifeless bronyfag
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>>29495945
What you live isn't even worth being called one. Kill yourself already if you want a better one.
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Bumping right before bed
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>>29465216
Where is Faggot13.
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Still thinking on >>29492403

Completely just staring at ponies to figure out who is next.
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BUMPING!
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>>29497405
Page 10 save!
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>>29496790
Left ages ago.
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>>29495994
stay delusional douchebag and let's the thread to die.
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>>29498664
>stay delusional
Stop talking in a mirror already. It will die when you die first.
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>>29499517
and you are already dead, broken mirror
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>>29499609
You are still alive? The bottle is under the sink, faggot
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>>29499519
SciTwi a cute
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>>29486791
Nice, thanks man.
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>>29471686
>Indigo gets in front of you.
>More like spins you around to face her.
>Dash grabs you from behind.
>Grinds against your ass.
>You feel her kissing the back of your neck.
>She's licking a little.
>"Not out of breath yet, are ya big boy?"
>Push out a laugh.
"Just saving up till you want to race again."
>Indigo pulls her swimsuit off her shoulders.
>Flashes her tits and squeezes them for you a little.
>"Not until me and Dash are done racing each other."
>Rainbow Dash feels you up.
>Your whole body bare for her to touch.
>"What? No fair! You got a head start because he already came once!" Says Dash.
>"What does that mean?" Asks Indigo.
>"He's gonna cum more easily now when you do it."
>"You sure?"
>"Trust me, I know this. I learned a lot from sneaking into the football teams locker room."
>"Well let's just do it again tomorrow too." She looks at you. "But you're not off the hook yet."
>She grabs your flaccid dick and strokes it.
>You know you're gonna win no matter which girl ends up being the victor in the end.
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>>29500475
alive until finbergang n°10000
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>>29501191
>Competing to see who makes Anon cum faster
>Whoever wins, we win
>Anon's face when
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Got off my lazy butt and recorded one of the mlp wrestling matches.

New Ring, an actual MLP Ref.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whgo5OZBELc
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>>29501936
Fucking A, nice work.
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>>29503457
Plan is to find someone who can do a wrestling announcer VA, record a promo sometime and just get pretty hyped for, you know, making four more mares and starting the whole thing off.

Still don't know the remaining four though.
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>>29475750
...This story is still going on?
I haven't read it since it moved to this thread. I'm never here. Too much noise.

I miss PastaFromSpace
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>>29503510
What is this game/program and why does it feature Japanese match types and aesthetics?
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>>29503652
Fire Pro Returns.

Because it's a Japanese Wrestling game that was brought to America.
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>>29497937
Why did she leave. She was the best.
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>>29504573
I think he was a guy...
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>>29504573
>She
Stop rusing me, it was really a she?
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>>29504822
>>29505087
The world may never know
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>>29507413
faggot
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>>29503563
Yes and it got a second part.
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>>29510078
I mean, I got the part where sunset dies or something and read the next couple thousand lines after that. third pastebin link is as far as I've read, but that's a long time ago I did that.
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>>29507564
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>>29511369
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To record another test match for the MLP Wrestling project or to not record another test match, that is the question.
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>>29512856
Go right ahead, I'm interested.
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>>29513776
Any specific requests for characters/match types?

I've got another deathmatch I haven't used, the game can do 8-way matches and a few other things. There's an alright steel cage match, and an MMA alternate, but it's mostly about the wrestling.
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>>29512719
>>29511369
yes,even more samefag again.
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>>29514113
AJ vs Rainbow Dash? I know, it's expected but I want it for the fun of it, if that's alright.
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>>29515027
Any special match type or just something regular?
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>>29515039
Regular is fine, but it's really all on you.
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>>29515103
I'll give you it tomorrow sometime.
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>people keep bumping this thread to point out their disgust for the thread when they should have just left it to die.
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>>29517068
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>>29517094
>>29516781
samefag once for fucking else.
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>>29517271
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>>29517281
>>29517281
this , more samefag
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>>29517293
bumping for your annoyance.
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>>29518043
and pepe for more to your annoyance.
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> Sunset Sushi
> Canon Sunset is a weeb
> Self-employed weeb
> Probably watching Anime too

Best Girl becoming Superior Best Girl
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>>29518187
Someone needs to write a story about Anon bending Sunset chan over the counter of her stand and giving her a savage dicking. She keeps quoting hentai.
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>>29518475
>Spergtastic weeb Sunset
My dick had no idea it need this until now.
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>>29518187
>It's another end-of-the-world scenario
>The mane 7 are all trying to use their new magic powers to beat the big bad
>Sunset keeps making up names for the things her friends do and screeching them out anime style
>"PURPLE GLITTER CANNON"
>"GLITTERING SHIELD"
>"RAINBOW STRIKE"
>"TELEKINETIC TOSS"
>"BEES"
>"FALCON PUNCH"
>And that's how Sunset didn't do anything because she got the shitty power
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>>29519271
Scenario Writers said Sunset's power is first in the line to "evolve" even further.
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>>29518475
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>>29515027
Done. It was a long match.

But I call that because of Spike's refereeing ability.

He's still my ref guy though.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4R43VANtKJ4
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>>29519271
Mind reading is one of the best superpowers you can use without being detected.
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>>29523572
I think you misspelled bees.
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>>29523663
But bees are highly detectable.
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>>29523717
So? What the hell are you gonna do about a swarm of fucking bees coming at you? If you're caught unprepared, good luck, kiddo, cause a gun won't do shit. Can't hit them with your weeb sword, can't fist fight them. You just have to accept your fate. And even if you get a bee suit, you know what else Land Based Aquaman can call? Bears. She'll fuck your shit up and not even get her hands dirty. Fluttershy is literally the most dangerous of the mane 7. You ever seen Avatar? Then you know what happens when you rile up nature. Not even Papa Dragon can save you.
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>>29523717
Also, how is it detectable? Yes, the bees themselves are, but who the hell is gonna look at a swarm of africanised killer bees killing people and go "Aha! This bystander must be controlling them!"
Like no. They're gonna think it's a freak bee attack. You walk off completely undetected.
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>>29524905
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>>29525284
>>29524905
>>29520766
samefag morning
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>>29523401
A qt
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>>29525333
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>>29526711
>>29526711
samefag afterday
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Fluttershy for most dangerous girl
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>>29527378
Guess that means discord likes the danger zone
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>>29527378
Aside from bees, what else could she summon that would fuck us up?
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>>29527754
Bears
Mountain lions
Wolves
Honeybadgers
Bedbugs
Don't even get me started on the freaky shit she might be able to command if she got out in the ocean
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>>29527787
Can she send out landwhales? I would be very terrified of those.
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>>29527754
>>29527787
Does mystical shit like manticores still exist somewhere in EQG?
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>>29527805
If we take it at face value, any organism from the animal kingdom that is of lesser intelligence than a human being is under her command
That includes landwhales
>>29527807
Probably. Fluttershy's /x/ army inbound
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>>29527847
>global warming kills off increasing numbers of other species
>Fluttershy has to resort to an army of mentally defective humans
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>>29527892
>mentally defective humans
So flutterfags.
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>>29527892
This is what Trump has been planning all along
When he makes anime real, he doesn't want Fluttershy to wreak havoc across the globe so he's denying global warming
This way he can keep it going, so when Fluttershy arrives she won't have a proper army to devastate the world's population
Pic related
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>>29527928
More likely Glimmerfags.
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>>29527847
>That includes landwhales
Shit, now I'm screwed.
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After doing Dash vs AJ, now I gotta figure out if I need another test match or not.
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>>29467211
The only normal eyes in that image are Pinkie's and Applejack's
The rest scare me
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>>29529864
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Eventually, I'm going to end up writing some kinda greentext that involves anon, excessive amounts of facesitting, ponying up, and probably removing clothing with teeth.

Because your hands are tied, anon, there's no way to do it, and you might get tied more.

Maybe it will have sweat, but I'm not sure how far I should go.
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>>29529945
I think it's cute
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>>29530948
>>29529864
Page 1 samefag
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>>29531710
Go for it
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Reposting from /dzg/

You're a dude who likes to think of himself as your average ordinary everyday guy.
Thing is, you don't have the average ordinary everyday guy's hobbies and you're not after an average ordinary everyday girl. Your heart belongs to Sunset Shimmer. As does your free time. Sunset is such a brilliant and pretty girl that you're too intimidated to express your feelings to her. So instead you follow her around, hang out together and help her with things to build yourself up in her eyes first. You can tell it's working because you're her go-to man and she always praises you by calling you a *good* friend.

Unfortunately Sunset likes to keep busy by signing you both up for all sorts of volunteer work, leaving you with no free time and no money earned for it. This better pay off in the end.
The most recent such volunteer work was a few days ago when the two of you went to an orphanage called Mr. Fountain's Sanctuary for Small Siblings or something like that to help cheer up the children there. Sunset sat them all down in a circle, played the guitar and sang with them, and then read them stories till they all fell asleep. Meanwhile you helped carry the bags and gifts for the orphans, did the laundry because the laundry lady had a day off and cleaned the dormitory.
Mr. Fountain came to the two of you before you left to thank you for your kindness. He was wearing a flashy suit and a cowboy hat, he was talking a lot and moving his hands, and had three tads in tow. They reminded you of chirping chicks following their chicken mommy. He said a few things, Sunset squeed, jumped and clapped, and before you knew it you were taking those three girls home with you in a sort of supposed trial adoption period.
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>>29533421

Mr. Fountain later took you aside and told you that it's actually a pilot federal program to ensure that all orphans get an idea of what being in a family is like. Even those who will never be adopted.

You were about as prepared for this as you were for a meteor strike. You left the girls waiting alone outside your flat for a few minutes while you hid your pornography and took down posters in a hurry. You had nowhere for them to sleep. Something you realized late that night when one of them sleepily asked you where her bed is. You tucked all three of them in your own bed while you crashed on the couch. They kinda looked like the Powerpuff Girls sleeping one next to eachother like that in a bed that was comically large for them. The similarities didn't end there though. As days passed you noticed that Adagio, Aria and Sonata's (as you learned were their names) personalities are comparable to Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles's respectively. Adagio is the leaderly type with more maturity than her age would suggest, Aria is a scrappy grump, and Sonata is blue and stupid. Also cute.

Having children around the house was more draining than you would had thought. They always needed something or just wanted your attention, they were noisy even when they weren't talking, and they have a habit of literally running into trouble all the freaking time.
Like earlier for example when Aria and Sonata were chasing eachother around the house. The two shorties were screeching at eachother about some trivial grievance and calling eachother "meanie" and "poobrained" despite you yelling at them to knock it off. If there's one thing you love, it's quiet. Quiet and your prized action figure collection that you're keeping on a bookcase.
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>>29533434

The very same bookcase that Sonata ran into forehead-first. Thank god it didn't fall on her, otherwise you'd have a dead child (someone else's child might you add) in your house and a couple traumatized ones.

"Sonata, you dumb klutz!" mocked Aria before falling on a coffee table and knocking a glass vase and the mug you'd left on it earlier down. The vase and mug fell on the floor and shattered, spreading near-invisible shrapnel.

"Goddamn it!" you swore as you strode towards the girls with half a mind to beat them like...well, like they weren't yours.

Aria got up and ran away from you while Sonata was busy holding her forehead and crying. She paid you no mind as you approached. And then you noticed it. You leaned down and picked up a broken plastic leg.

"Oh no." you said under your breath. You looked at your collection. Almost all of them had been knocked off their feet, and one of them had fallen down and broken!

Your collection consisted of rare toys, a few imported ones, and toys that you had wanted back when you were a kid but never gotten. In other words they were irreplacable and had sentimental value. And the little brats just broke one of your toys with their childish shenanigans. You were mad sure, but also hurt. Which one was it? Where's the rest of it? Did anything else break? Are there any missing accessories? Fat chance replacing it. Damn.
You were too preoccupied to notice Adagio angrily dragging her siblings by the ear to "their" room despite their protests.
Still holding the plastic leg, you got onto your feet and searched for the girls. You were gonna yell at them good and dump them on Sunset for the rest of the trial period before returning them to the child store. You only got them because of her in the first place anyway.
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>>29533443

You briefly looked for them around the house before going to their room. You were about to put your hand on the doorknob when you heard voices from inside. You gently pressed your ear against the wooden door to listen in to the girls.

"Dagi? You're yelling at us again..."

You recognized that voice as belonging to Sonata. Somehow she sounded submissive and complaining at the same time.

"Sigh...I'm sorry. It's just that I really want things to work out for us for once. At least this one time. I don't want to be unwanted anymore. I want a family."

"Tsk. Who are you kidding Adagio." said Aria, her voice much harder than Sonata's.
"If we were wanted then we wouldn't had been dumped. Nobody will ever adopt us because nobody wanted us in the first place."

You couldn't see her, but Aria's harsh words visibly upset Sonata. Perhaps the blue ditz was more perceptive than people gave her credit for.

"No. No, don't say that. It's in our hand to get adopted; we just need to stop sabotaging ourselves, alright? We just need to make a good impression."

"Will a mommy and daddy love us then?" asked Sonata hopefully.

"They will adore us." said Adagio reassuringly.

"...Annie went to your head just like everyone else's. There is no rich man for each orphan out there just waiting to find and take it to his big house. And why didn't Annie tell her new father to adopt all her friends as well since he was oh so very rich anyway? Face it Adagio, this is all a bunch of...A bunch of hooey!"

"Annie is not a hooey!"

"Is so!"

"Is not!"

"Is so!"

"Is not!"
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>>29533455

The loud, high-pitched whistling that followed surprised not only the other two girls but also your unprepared eardrum.

"What did I just say right now? Huh? Cause if I'm the only one who hears what I'm saying then I might as well be the only one of us who gets to have a family. Would you like that?"

"...Nu..." mumbled the other two in unison.

"Then sit here, sit down and zip it."

"Why, where are you going?"

"To clean up after you *again* and try to salvage this for all our sakes."

You scampered away quietly as soon as you heard footsteps from the other side of the door and hid in the room next door. It was the kitchen. You took a new mug off the cupboard and filled it with water, pretending that was why you were there.
You took a swig and spilled the rest into the sink before putting it down on the kitchen table harder than you had intended. Then you went back to the living room, acting as if you'd heard nothing.
You walked past Adagio who was sweeping the floor with a broom and dustpan, and took a seat on your comfy armchair with the green pillows. You've loved armchairs since you were a kid, so you're not quite sure whether having one makes you an adult or a child with some money and no supervision. Your action figure collection made your case for you. You still had the plastic leg in your hands and you were keeping them busy with it. Bending it, feeling it's lines with your fingers, tapping and it with your nails and passing it from one hand to the other as you looked at your life and the little orange girl's back as she gathered the broken plastic and glasses with the broom.
You know you used to be this small but you can't imagine it. You tried to remember yourself being small and seeing things from a lower point of view.
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>>29533466

Instead you remembered your father and how he used to keep his own hands busy while lost in thought. And how your aunt from his side used to do that too, both indisputably adult people yet not without a tiny bit of mischief in them. It's a family habit, you guess. The realization made you feel fuzzy inside for some reason and your eyes watered a little. You put the plastic leg in your pocket.

"Hey, Adagio. Come here."

"Is something the matter, sir?"

Sir. You hated being called that because it stirred your anxiety about your own age and mortality.

"Don't call me a "sir". I work for a living."

Adagio tilted her head at this.

"Huh?"

"Never mind. Leave the broom and come here for a moment."

Adagio left the broom leaning against the wall and pushed the dustpan on the side with her foot so as to not be in the way before coming to you.

"Sit." you said as you spread your legs and slapped your thigh.
Adagio looked at your thigh and then your face. She was reluctant and you were too innocent to guess the real reason why.

"It's alright. I'm not angry at you."

With hesitation apparent in her movements, the poofy-haired girl took a seat upon your leg. She shifted a little to sit better, and you put a hand on her back to steady her. She was surprisingly lighter than you expected, probably because her gratuitous hair gave her a lot of visual bulk. She kinda looks like a cheeto.
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>>29533472

"Adagio, I wanna talk about what happenend earlier with your sisters."

"I've spoken to Aria and Sonata about it. It won't happen again, and they will pay for a replacement as soon as we get our first money from our first jobs."

"No, don't do that. It's just that...Look. Parents...parents sometimes are trash at parenting. I know mine were. Among other things they always demanded I act like an adult. Act like an adult, speak like an adult, think like an adult and even have the tastes of an adult. They always condemned and chastised me, even for liking Power Rangers when I was seven.
And what's the result? I am not a grown man. I'm a grown child. I mean look at me sitting here, collecting expensive toys that I don't even know how to play with.
No, I don't want that for you. I want you to laugh and dance and play like all children should. You don't have to parent Aria and Sonata. I'm here for them. And for you too. Tell you what. Come Monday we'll go to Mister Fountain and I'll sign the paperwork. How about that?"
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>>29533478

Adagio's expression changed throughout the conversation from weary, to curious, to surprised. Then her mature demeanour crumbled, finally revealing the vulnerable child in her. Tears ran down her cheeks and her lip trembled. Now it was your turn to be surprised as the powerpoof girl threw herself at you and wrapped her thin arms around you in a constricting embrace, as if afraid that you might run away at any moment. You never would had guessed that a kid could be this strong. You smiled and put your own arms around her as if to shield her from the woes of the world. Her crying eyes and runny nose wet your shirt, but you were too busy being happy to care.

"Are you going to be our daddy?"

You looked at the door and saw Aria and Sonata standing there and looking at you. They must have been eavesdropping. Sonata had a reddish bump smack dub in the middle of her forehead but she seemed to have forgotten about it already.
You waved your hand at them to join you.

"Come here you two! It's a family hug and it has room for you too!"

Little Sonata ran to you squeeing all the way, followed by Aria who was more cautious. However she was having trouble holding up her trademark frown. Now all three fruity bundles of joy were in your arms; the orange, the grape and the blueberry. And having the full set made you happier than any toyline ever could.

The End
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>After giving a light groan, an eye of yours lazily opens up, taking a look straight up at the flickering florescent light overhead.

>You attempt to slowly sit up, but you feel a digging sensation, keeping you from moving.

>Slightly craning your neck down, you take a look down and observe your body.

>You notice your body and limbs are are heavily fastened to your current place, a bed of sorts, but there's no pillows here, it's just a mattress.

>Your head throbs lightly as you recall drinking too much at the party last night and passing out.

>You think you passed out in the bathtub, this isn't the bathtub, not one bit.

>Taking a small look around the barely lit room, your eyes take a look at the place to escape from, the sole door leading out of the dimly lit cage.

>Also, you finally realize what should be an important part of this whole thing.

>You are naked, someone's actually taken all your clothes off.

>You struggle some more in the ropes, them digging into your skin, and you realize that there's no escape.

>At least for now anyways.

>Taking a deep breath your ears pick of the sign of muffled talk coming from behind the door.

>Your eyes drift over to the door, watching the doorknob slowly turn and the door open.

>You gulp as you see who was on the other side of the door.

>It's those Canterlot High girls.

>From the look of the sweat staining their shirts and glistening down their bodies, they must've had quite a workout.

>Maybe you should pass out in a bathtub more often.

>The seven of them are seeming to whisper to each other, going over who will go first.

>It's going to be a long night.
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>>29533421
>Sal
Shieet I thought you were dead.
You still a sick fuck tho.
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I should probably write more.
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>>29534596

I never left. I just use my name less often even when I write.

>sick fuck

Add to that a short where the Dazzlings are working in an abortion clinic for easy access to food and Adagio "takes care" of SciTwi's and Shining's baby.
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>>29535147
No one is stopping you, and I won't either
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>>29535404
I did, I wrote the short green above at >>29533775

But my motivation is all over the place.
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Can someone shoop EQG Fluttershy's head into this?
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>>29535422
What's the issue to start off?
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>>29537065
Just eh, not feeling going on, been writing another green that has my attention. It's stopped though. Might be because I just want to relax my brain.

Been doing a lot of busy recording and working today on the side.

I'll probably pick it up when I wake up though.
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>>29536058
>gif
Good luck
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I saw a post in some thread yesterday complaining that there was a lot of sushi Sunset art, but no EqG Glimmer art, so I drew one. I wasn't sure whether I'd get more "REEEEEE Glimmer" here or "REEEEEE EqG" in the Glimmer thread, but I settled on the former.
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>>29539950
That's pretty good. Thanks.
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>>29539950
Nice.
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>>29539950

starlight would have been into like alice in chains back in the day hell yeah glimnglams
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buamp
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>>29533775
>Taking a look over at the girls you speak up.

"What are you doing, this is some form of kidnapping. I want to go home, there isn't enough time for this. If you all wanted to see me, you..."

>The cyan female goes up to you, and presses a sweaty finger to your mouth, stopping your speech as you look up at her. "Give it a rest. You know why you're tied up, just try to enjoy it. Anon."

>You gulp as you look up at her, she slowly begins to undress her self. She takes her wet skirt off, dropping it beside her and then begins peeling her shirt up her body, pulling it slowly off her form.

>Her Rainbow hair drips sweat down on your body as you shudder due to the wetness, as she grins, climbing up on top of you, giving you a full view up at her bra and panties. Her entire body lined with sweat.

>It was obvious that she had been one of the most sweaty ones, her body dripping sweat on yours as she leans over your face, running her fingers through your hair, coating it in sweat as she smirks. "Plus, you should find yourself lucky, not many are in as an awesome as a position as you are."

>You open your mouth to protest, but she brings a sweaty hand down to cover your mouth as she once again speaks, reaching a hand back to tease your length. "Course, we had to decide an order beforehand, and guess who won the ordering game."

>You moan into her covered mouth as you can feel the sweat laced panties rub up against your neck, her pert breasts dripping sweat onto the lower half of your face.
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>>29538870
>>29539417
>>29539869
>>29541135
for samefags
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>>29537848
>not recognizing bees.gif
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>>29539950
I like it. Do you have other pictures?
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>>29542369
That's not the point.
Gifs take longer to edit because you have to do each slide.
That's why I said good luck, because it's a fucking gif. Ya twit.
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>>29542387
Huh, apparently I totally missed the text in the post.
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Bump before bed
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>Sunset gets a sushi shop
>wondering why
>realize
>SUnset
>SHImmer
>her name makes sushi
Fuck!
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>>29543382
o h my god
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Anon wants to sample some of that tuna sunset has
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>>29539950
Looks alright.
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Page 8 bump
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>>29543834
I think we all want to taste Sunset's Tuna.
Or any other fish she chooses to share with us.
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>tfw all the discussion of weeb Sunset made me realize that I barely have any images of her
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Hey guys, is he back yet?
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>>29547098
It's been literally a year and still no sign of him, so my guess is no.
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>>29465216
You fags could be getting a fuckton of content right now, but the kids seem contrite to 'spam' the rest of the board

More than usual, anyway
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>>29541512
Realized I made a dumb mistake on here, oh well. I'll fix it when I archive it. Currently typing up more.
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>>29541512
>You continue to moan into her hand as she finally moves it off your face. You can taste the sweat from her hand now running down your tounge as she gives a big grin, still lightly rubbing your length with a pair of fingers.

>She slides her wet panties down your body, leaving a slick trail down your chest to your abdomen. Her body bends a bit as she whispers into your ear, her fingers curling around her length. "I wonder how long you can take this, not very long I wager. Not with how good I am."

>You try to move your arms, but the ropes continue to dig into your skin, preventing you from moving your arms. Your eyes squint at you look up at her. "Stop... stop this."

>She looks at you with a smirk. "What, am I not attractive enough for you? Did you want one of the others? Maybe you wanted Sunset, maybe you wanted Twilight... Maybe you even wanted Pinkie Pie. Well, ya know... you got me."

>She turns around on your body and slides her covered butt back, grinding it against your face as she gives a big smirk to the others, before bending down, and licking at the tip of your shaft. Your entire face is getting covered in the sweat from her butt, and you actually end up moaning into the panties as she begins to lightly swirl her tongue around your tip. You can feel the sweat dripping off her rainbow hair landing on your orbs below as she slowly and deliberately slides her lips over your tip.
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>>29547293
It happens.

>>29541512
>>29547403
Do go on.
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who is the best artist and why is it Uotapo?
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>>29546171
There are plenty in her thread.
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>>29548911
This pic is making me feel some serious emotions..

Not even kidding.

Is it because of the ship itself? no, it's shit.

The emotional response is from the mere idea of GlimGlam EQG... my fucking god i want this SO BAD!!!!!
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>>29548911
I don't see why shining would be mad other than he sucks as a parent. Of course she is gonna treat the "uncle" who literally allows her to live as normal as possible better!
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>>29552175
>>29551302
>>29550458
>>29545480
>>29544718
>>29543294
samefag before bed
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>>29552302
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>>29547403
>You make a muffled moan as you wonder what got you to this point. Oh, that's right, passing out in a tub. That's a normal thing, but this... this isn't really a super normal occurrence, having a sweaty athletic high school girl pretty much grinding against your now sweat-covered face.

>Also, they mentioned something about some kind of order, does that mean there's more in store for this thing?

>Your thought process gets instantly shattered though as she takes your entire length down her throat, her lips touching your sack as your body just completely spasms, the binds digging more into your body to only add to your pleasure. You moan aloud into those sweat laced panties as she just continues to grind them against your face, moaning around your own cock.

>Your nose can smell her hot arousal as she begins bobbing her head up and down roughly, her mouth occasionally sucking on you like a straw. Your hard length pulsates in side her mouth, as you close your eyes as she begins to ride you rougher and suck vigorously on your rod as she bobs up and down.

>You can actually start to feel a little bit of her liquid arousal go into her panties, as it's going through them and smearing lightly on your face. This just continues to make you moan and shiver more. She's working you rough and fast by now, and it's obvious that you holding out isn't going to last much longer.
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>>29552175
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>>29552559
>>29553936
more samefag twice
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>>29554418
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>>29554680
>>29554680
and even more samefag
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>>29555171
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>>29552840
>You want to hold out. You want to be able to take all this and stop from giving her exactly what she wants right now.

>Course your body wants to cum, it wants to feel sweet release. What happens when the body and the mind clash in these cases?

>The body usually wins, and it does this time as you let out a lewd moan into her wet panties, cumming deeply your hot spunk into her mouth. She responds by swallowing and moaning out at the same time, and then you can feel the excess juices just roll through the fabric of her panties, running and slathering on your face.

>The hot sticky mess causes her to slowly get up after swallowing her mess, you can see strands of the slime trail off from her panties onto your face, breaking off as she slowly gets up off you, her legs shaking as she looks to the others, giving a light smirk. "Told you I didn't even need to fuck him to get him to orgasm."

>She gives a wide grin as you attempt to shake the residual juices off your face, but she uses a hand to wipe the juices off your face and begins to slowly lick the wetness off her hand. You shudder as she turns to the girls, and says the words that you are somewhat dreading.

>"Okay, so who was next?"

>Yep, going to be in for the long haul.

>End of Part 1.
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>>29555292
>>29555292
and more samefag again.
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>>29555304
O-Oh my.
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I got other green text projects which I'd like to take up and finish before I get started writing on part 2, one non-sexual, one sexual, both of them are hooves based though.

But after those, part two is a-go.

http://pastebin.com/kCzbytQu - Part 1 pastebin.
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good night thread
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>>29555474
Glad that I could entertain you with my writing, anon.
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>>29558469
>>29557854
making low quality posts makes the thread to die
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>>29558496
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>>29559385
>>29557854
>>29558469
samefag ignoramus
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>>29558496
I counted ~24 posts of just 'Bump' and 14 of something similar such as 'page 8' 'page 1' before I stopped.
Do that only when necessary, if at all.
Better to actually make a comment on something within the last ten posts.
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Bump
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>>29560571
Who is that supposed to be?
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>>29560581
Chrysalis.
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>>29560624
>>29560571
the sameface ruins it
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>>29562024
Enjoy being triggered by everything?
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>>29562059
YES AND FUCK OFF.
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>>29562072
>>29562072
This isn't your safe space, samefag.
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>>29562114
and this is not a page 1, wetback.
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>>29562168
Too bad, you sad fat faggot.
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>>29562176
speak yourself to your broken mirror, cvck
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>>29562187
>censoring
You really are that much of a beta faggot? Thank God I'm not living your sad lifestyle.
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>>29562204
SO I CANNOT SAY KEK BECAUSE THE FILTERS, GOD BLESS YOUR NEWFAGGOTRY
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>>29562307
No, because you're life is that pathetic when you resort to even bothering on useing that word. Stay mad. :^)
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>>29562332
>still delusional
just like you, stupid brony.
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>>29562346
Stop talking about yourself. You aren't that interesting, snowflake.
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>>29562355
>calling a fictional OC
stupid brony
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>>29562367
We know you are, faggot.
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and that's the reason than fingerbang 192 to 195 are deleted.
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>>29562374
We get it, you are to blame and should have died a long time ago.
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>>29562373
just like (You) and your existence.
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>>29562380
and (You) too.
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>>29562374
>>29562381
>>29562391
You can stop and do something better with your life. Sounds good?
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>>29562394
NO, AND FUCK OFF.
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>>29562381
>>29562391
Boy, is this samefag an annoying cunt if i've ever seen one...
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>>29562668
but not annoying than the bump fags.
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I kinda have to admit, the way this thread is turning out, it... scares me a little bit as a writefag to consider putting off part 2 a bit longer than originally thought(Like, I finished another story, so I'm down to one left, then I write part 2, but now I'm debating more of a wait time).

That being said, I just got home from a gambling failure, so I'm unsure in general.
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>>29562706
I wouldn't bother writing here to be honest, everything's going tits up at the moment. Maybe write some but post it at a much later date, like a good few threads from now or something.
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>>29562706
It's just faggots being faggots. Green is the only thing that can get this place on track and nothing else. Doing this >>29562746 isn't a good idea.
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>>29562706
Listen to
>>29562777
They have trips of knowledge.
>>29562746
not sure if they meant to, but they sound like an asshole for saying you should wait a week or two for said 'few threads' of greentext/etc to end before continuing.
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>>29560624
>>29560571
Nude version?
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>>29562824
I didn't mean to sound like an ass, just posting a suggestion. Write if you want, I certainly wont stop you.
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>>29562706
>>29562746
I'm getting ready to finish up my story in /nst/, and will repost the whole thing here (It's going to be a lot of posts). I decided to just do one story at a time a while ago so I stop myself from starting new stories every two/three days for once.
But by all means, if you have something to post, post it.
Oh fricken boy, I just cannot wait to reply to everyone else once I post more stuff here.
>>29562777
>Green is the only thing that can get this place on track and nothing else.
Honestly, that's not true. Art and discussion is a thing, even potentially for here. Just look at /dzg/. They've been living mostly off of that since forever ago. We don't have to only rely on stories, in my opinion.
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>>29562881
>will repost the whole thing here
Yes! Please do.
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>>29562777
Just like those numbers, it's no lie.

>>29562881
>Art and discussion
That's little to no existence here.
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>>29562929
>That's little to no existence here.
Doesn't stop people from starting now. There's a reason why I said potentially.
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>>29562881
Would be nice if the guy making the wrestling matches would do more stuff.
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>>29562937
People would shitpost here out of spite or boredom rather that have some sort of conversation or make a post that has any sustenance. But who knows, the future isn't predicable, but can be tampered.
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>>29562839
sadly is behind with a paywall
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>>29562962
I've been hiding actually.

More or less.

I haven't made anyone or anything... or really recorded anything, but well. I could record something.
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>>29562963
>the future isn't predicable, but can be tampered.
Well there you go. All we gotta do is tamper the future in the right way.
>>29562973
>Spoiler.
Plan A destination: Google. Plan B destination: Photoshop.
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>>29562881
More TrixiexAnon at camp Everfree when?
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>>29563046
This
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>>29565211
no, you're faggot
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>>29562881
>going to be a lot of posts
Can't wait
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>>29564461
mc pinkie
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How the hell is this still here I come back her and expected this dead I can still remember the first offical fingerbang
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>>29568494
My guess its mostly anons bumping cause they wait for GreentextSavant and NaOH to update.
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>>29568494
I wouldn't exactly call this alive. We did have a name change a few threads back and that brought life back into it and a number of new writefags but it changed back and all that went away.
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>>29568848
We should try and convince Green to be in favor of the new name again. Even though that's probably impossible.
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>>29568725
>busy/dead writers

>>29568848
We are ungrateful shits that can't even make up our own minds.
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>>29570055
praise the principal moon
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>>29518187
Remember
>SUnset
>SHImmer
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>>29568848
Fingerbang is distinctive. If you ctrl+F just "EQG" or "humanized" you'll get about a dozen threads. If you're going to change the title at least make it something that won't pop up in unrelated threads.
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>>29570914
If that means anything then why is there way less than half of the content compared to last month? Why has this thread been going for two weeks now and we're not even at 400 posts yet? Did this just happen for no reason?
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>>29569077
Which new name are you talking about Anon?
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>>29571218
eqg, obviously
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>>29564461
>No one even bothers to clean up Sunny Flare
>No one even knows she exists
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Pony Wrestling Match will be recorded and uploaded tomorrow:

Six Person Tag Exploding Ring Deathmatch:
Adagio, Sonata, Aria vs Celestia, Luna, Cadance.
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Bump for green, heck at this point any green will do
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>>29571763
Can't wait.
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>>29571287
>She's actually a ghost.
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>>29574639
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>>29465216
What ever happened to the blind Fluttershy green?
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>>29575260
>>29574639
>>29572608
>>29567917
more samefag, news at 11
>inb4 contrarians
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>>29575396
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Here, have more wrestling game things.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7fuDEpEjlg
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dead thread
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>>29576691
Zombie*
FTFY
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>>29576300
>>29576300
more samefag ignoramus
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>>29577066
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>page 8
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>>29577066
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>>29577204
>>29578502
even more samefags ignoramus.
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>>29579100
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>>29579100
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>>29579274
>>29579287
still more samefag ignoramus
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>>29562881
Our hero has returned!
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>>29579632
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>>29576453
This is even more entertaining when it is compared to modern day wrestling, thanks.
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>>29580361
The plan is to hopefully do a Waifu Round Robin League of sorts and have all the waifus wrestle in deathmatches....

Or maybe not deathmatches.
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Page 9
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>>29579906
>>29579906
samefag morning
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>>29580469
Nice
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>>29576731
zombie like the show
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>>29486791
Nice
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>>29582069
Good things come to an end, and that was ages ago.
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>>29582661
Not everyone is gone yet.
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>>29583210
simpsons, spongebob, fairly odd parents
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HUZZAH! The beanie has returned to us!
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page 9
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Would you a Midnight Sparkle?
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>>29584149
Yes
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>>29584149
Would i
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What I wouldn't give for human Vinyl gf
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>>29585074
Risky post, Anon
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>>29585112
that's nothing compared to one bimbo thread, they posted even a topless pic and is archived.
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Page 8
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>>29586230
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Wrestling game anon here.

Decided to go from 32 to 16 for Waifu Wars to get something going.

Plan is to include the M6, Luna, Celestia, Shimmer, Glimmer, Trixie, Tavi, Vinyl, 1 Siren, Chrysalis, 1 misc between Lyra/Bon/Spitfire/etc. Seem like most of them'd be top 16 waifu material anyways.

Not sure if I'll do an intro or not. I got a lot of stuff that I work on.
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>>29586999
Suggesting Derpy
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>>29586999
Keep at it. Maybe the matches first and then the intro later on.
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>>29585074
I had an audiophile gf with blue hair one time.

Was good times. You probably wouldn't be disappointed.
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>>29588048
The thing is most of those chicks are flat chested and have a small ass, both are not for my taste...
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>>29586808
>>29586230
Page 1 samefig
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>>29587478
Shit, I forgot I didn't write Derpy in.

You got it.

>>29587923
Yeah, right now the whole thing is probably just lack of material recorded and lack of... well... free time.
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>>29589050
fow what, a fandom thread.
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>>29564461
Sunny's parents are probably loaded. I don't think she would need a part time job.
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>>29519271
>BEES
Kek
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>>29590097
Fluttershy best superhero?
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>>29589967
What if she just pretends to be rich to get the attention she lacks?
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>>29583366
Any green of this qt?
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Page 9 bump before bed
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>>29590175
Let's face it, bees are the apex of the animal kingdom.
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>>29591324
Without bees, we wouldn't be able to survive since they pollinate the plants.
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Page 2 before bed
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Okay, so now I gotta think if for the Waifu Wars if I actually want to just pick Sonata for the Sirens because LOL SONATA, TACO TUESDAY.

Or if I actually want to pick one of the other two.
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>>29591797
Pick Sonata you pleb.
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>>29591878
Fine, you got your Sonata Tacos.
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>>29591920
wuild balls, not naoh4 intended
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>>29592095
Nah man, no salt, just wanting to solidify the 16 waifu grid. But... I don't know if I should host it here or in it's own thread.
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>>29592574
Maybe create a thread and link us here.
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>>29592574
Ignore the meme spouting child. I will get some shit for this but, if you want to, make a thread for it. If that doesn't swim well, you could continue it here. Or just skip it and do that here, we need the content anyways.
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>>29592593
>>29592599
I guess the overall annoyance of all this is that undoubtedly I will be hearing the screeches of >NO HOOVES(which by the way, I cannot recall a good wrestling game that does hooves). Which is why it might be better for it to stay here and not have to deal with that insanity for at least a while.
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>>29591324
>>29591393
How are bees able to use computers?
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>>29592768
Bees literally can't be computers. You're a fucking retard for implying I'm a bee. Bees aren't even sentient, so how could I type this out if I was a bee?
Ffs
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>>29592798
*use computers
And another thing, if I were a bee, I'd be too busy working to get on 4chan. Pollination is a day in and day out job, plus all that honey stuff
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I randomized groups for the Wrestling Waifu Wars, and have decided to at least hold the first one here in this thread. That way I can get started at least with providing material on a decent basis.

Group A(Subtitled: My Alicorn Magician has Buggy Clothes) Twilight Sparkle, Trixie, Rarity, Chrysalis

Group B(Subtitled: Glimmering Rainbows meet Suns and Moons): Princess Celestia, Rainbow Dash, Starlight Glimmer, Princess Luna

Group C(Subtitled: Muffins vs Cupcakes The Animal Musical): Derpy Hooves, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Octavia

Group D(Subtitled: This Apple Taco redeemed itself with Wubs): Sonata Dusk, Vinyl Scratch, Sunset Shimmer, Applejack

All my subtitles are... subject to change because I didn't spend long on them.
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>>29593911
>911
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>>29593913
Dubs checked and capped.
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>>29592815
>too busy working to get on 4chan
Kind of like me most of the time right now except I work in a customer service type deal.
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>>29594325
Yeah me too.
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>>29469725
>>29469777
>>29469830
>>29470186
>>29470297
>>29470800
>>29568848
>>29569077
>>29570914
>>29571033
Now that we're at the end of this thread, can we please talk about this? I think it's very clear now that we were doing better with the name change, so I'd like us to try it again.

Heck, it doesn't even have to be the EQG General if so many anons are against that name. We can come up with something new.
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>>29594733
I think the specific name wasn't the issue (the name worked for me so I'd be happy with that) it was that GreentextSavant didn't really consult the thread and just changed it. Anyway I'd be for changing it.
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Guys, the thread will stay as Fingerbang.

Also I have some stories I'm working on since I recently lost my job that I will be posting in the next thread.

I'll get back to writing full time.

Probably.
Maybe.
Idk.

Greentext is a bad teacher.
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>>29594745
I honestly didn't care that he didn't ask. The thread was doing shittily before it anyway. And since it got us tons more content anyway, I really don't see how it hurt anything at all. We only died again after he changed the name back.
Say what you want, but Green pretty much saved this general by doing what he did.
I think he should do it again since there hasn't been anything at all for days now. No reason it won't work again.
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>>29594733
I've been thinking about writing something myself, but too busy with shit. I think everyone else has been too. Even the new writefags said they're busy but they'll continue soon. And we've also got the wrestling anon in here too.
>>29594876
This. And don't forget he also drove away the guy screaming and crying about Flash right before this started. That alone was an unneeded shitstorm.
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>>29594876
Exactly. I'd even seen some new posters say they'd completely forgotten about fingerbang because they'd had it filtered for ages. Honestly I'd much rather have that one anon pitching a fit and us getting loads of new contents like we were rather than this sort of thread we're currently experiencing.
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>>29594860
>Guys, the thread will stay as Fingerbang.
Is that what the discord chat has decided on?

I don't have anything against the fb chat, but they can't deny that the few threads we had with the new title weren't better.

Right away we attracted new writefags, and there was way more green and way less bumps. Less bumps because there was more general activity going on. Writefags were even getting good advice and feedback on their green.

We don't have to get rid of the name Fingerbang entirely, it's not like I or anyone else here dislikes the name, but we should consider trying a different thread title again, just to see what would happen. What's the harm in trying? We can always switch back.
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>>29595061
>screaming and crying about Flash
Oh shit that's right. I bet he's even the same whiny guy who wanted to kill Norman so bad in that zombie story I can't remember the name of. I remember Norman surviving because of that too. But I don't know for sure because it was too long ago.
>>29595179
>Chat
Im in the chat right now and they didn't say shit about the thread.
Green didn't even do what they said when they told him not to give Fingerbang a second chance.
We've had 3 eqg Humanized threads to prove that the title puts out content, and only 2 Fingerbang threads after that. Maybe we wait until there have been 3 with this title to know absolutely for sure.
You're right though, everyone's busy as hell. Hell I'm caught up in studying for uni right now.
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>>29595222
>Maybe we wait until there have been 3 with this title to know absolutely for sure.
I'm a little iffy about that, but I guess it could decisively end this once and for all one way or the other.
We could call it "Last Chance edition" or something.
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>>29595257
I'm going to be honest for a second.
I personally don't think a new Fingerbang thread will do any better than this one. But if it fails at least it would prove so for good. I mean, if it dies early then obviously we can make the one after that eqg Humanized, I still don't care. From what lotg and others have said, almost everyone has had too much shit to do to write, so I think this dry spell might have happened either way.
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The wrestling anon isn't really leaving anytime soon. Unless something something, is wanted to leave.

Even if I do end up making a new thread down the way, I still do have the one thing I've written here that was smut.

Granted, no one knows it's me.
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>>29592599
hi dutygenerate brony, late for the masterbaiting
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>>29562881
Time to reply to people yet again.
>>29466262
It's not my "job" to take that link out just because you have a grudge against the chat. Funny enough, whether or not the link is in there is actually expendable to me, but I'm not going to make the effort to take it out now.
In short, don't tell me what to do.
>>29467277
What this guy said >>29467332
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>>29595179
We still have the writer here: >>29555304 >>29586999 and the wrestling thingy he's been doing. Oh, and that Sal guy from /dzg/ for a brief moment. And even with everyone else busy, we managed to get some discussion about... bees and other things, apparently... in here. It's not uncommon for people to be busy around this time of year. As for me, I just finished taking literally two midterms a day this week. It's strange that I still managed to keep posting more every day, but whatevs.
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>>29579657
I'm about to repost everything I've written in /nst/ over here. Get ready, it's like 25 posts.
>>29595257
This is an okay idea. As for the title, I am literally 50/50 down the middle at this point. Had this thread gotten like, nothing at all, I would have just went ahead and changed it back to EQG/Humanized, but we still have something. I like the one last thread idea.
>>29563046
Soon.
>>29595973
Feel free to post it in the next thread if you want. Also keep up this wrestling stuff; it's a pretty unique form of content we've gotten here.
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Notice, this story's pretty much fucking weird and silly and stuff.
Title Art 1:1.
>>29596320
>Trixie sat at her desk, staring blankly at the computer screen.
>She continued to stare at the drawings before her with the little numbers next to them.
>"12... minutes?" She mutters to herself. "How on earth did someone do that in 12 minutes?"
>Trixie can't wrap her head around what would have to go on in one's mind in order to dish out a drawing with that much detail in 12 minutes.
>What are the mental processes?
>What could they possibly be and how can Trixie instantly import them into her mind so she can be perfect at drawing?
>The girl continues to look at the drawing as a whole, and not at the individual lines to ry and figure out what hand strokes were used to make them.
>It's not like she'd be able to tell anyway; Trixie's no artist. Probably not even at the amateur level.
>Trixie's inability to draw swelled within her. She clenched her fists and tried to calm herself down.
>Breathing deeply.
>"Why can't Trixie just be GOOD at drawing like everyone else?" She trembles.
>Her eyes divert to the sketch on the side.
>"And in just fifteen minutes..." She looks at dat shine on the hair. "Fifteen minutes..."
>In an instant, Trixie's eyes widen and her pupils dilate.
>"GEICO!" She shouts at her computer.
>Dozens of geckos start leaping out from within the computer screen.
>Gecko music starts playing.
>All of the little geckos start singing and dancing with canes and top hats.
>"Fifteen minutes! Lalalalala~"
>Trixie sings along and claps her hands.
>"Trixie can't draw! Just like do the legs, man!"
>They all party all night and sleep in the next day, ordering pizza and staying up until 4 am listening to System of a Down, watching the Homeward Bound series and telling scary stories about chama chama chama chama chama chameleons.
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>>29596333
>It's the middle of the night.
>"I must draw... I must draw..." Trixie furiously scribbles lines onto the paper.
>The boat she's on does its best to stay still, but it does little to nothing in terms of help.
>These lines barely show in the dim light from the single lantern.
>Trixie eyes them up and down, but they just don't seem to fit as... acceptable.
>She runs the pencil along the paper over and over. Then the eraser.
>Then the pencil again.
>Then the eraser again.
>Not all of the graphite is gone... there's only so much the eraser can do.
>How on earth are human proportions supposed to work?
>The focus keeps turning on and off, Trixie feels more and more stupid for expecting the lines to go right.
>Looking at drawings that other artists have made.
>She can't read between these lines like the artists can.
>It's just always so easy for them, isn't it?
>Perhaps a more creative environment would suffice.
>...
>Now in the city studio, Trixie sits atop a stool. Wondering how artists can bear to stay on these.
>The room is well lit; it's noon.
>But the same... same exact problems remain. The lines... the shading, the anatomy... the proportions.
>All have yet to be understood.
>Like a foreign language that Trixie cannot begin to understand like she had been dying to for so long now.
>But it just never happens.
>This vicious cycle of anger and poor execution continues.
>Trixie's teeth grit... her hands clench... the pencil snaps with a resounding echo flying through the studio room.
>She picks up another pencil.
>It snaps a half an hour later.
>For a reason.
>NOTHING is going right.
>Nothing.
>How artists can just breeze through this sort of thing is a MYSTERY to Trixie.
>Where on earth can she go or when can she go there to actually show some sort of talent?
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>>29596342
>Trixie can't find any piece of mind, She only stares at the paper she tries to draw on, unable to get her mind to click on the thing she wants to be good at.
>She can't imagine why she expects herself to click, but she feels as thought it's supposed to happen.
>Like how it happened with her favorite things, but it feels as though even other people with different minds and different things that they love can do "click" more easily than Trixie.
>Trixie feels like there's no one else out there who struggles like she does.
>Staring at paper, only to get angry that no matter what she puts on it, it will never look good without doing all of these complicated procedures that, in order to master, would take weeks, months, years, decades... fucking FOREVER.
>The paper was just ripped in half.
>Now looking down at her bare desk, and the claw marks on it from her fingernails, Trixie finally realizes what her hands were actually doing as those thoughts were swarming around in her head.
>Clouding her judgement, crashing into her heart.
>Breaking it with her lack of achievement.
>Yeah, there's no way any other people could feel something like like this.
>Only the impossibly powerful could contain themselves when feeling something like this.
>Something Trixie could never do.
>There's no way to just... vent for Trixie. She can't use this anger to her advantage.
>"Are you alright?" A classmate asks.
>Trixie looks over to him, instantly noticing the pungent perfume he's wearing.
>The scent assaults her nose, almost making her faint and fall off of the already uncomfortable stool.
>It's like the whole room just turned red with thing after thing that Trixie dislikes... piling on top of one another.
>"Are... are you alright?"
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>>29596350
>"Trixie's... fine... just..."
>"She's not." A sudden voice calls from the back of the room.
>Every other art student looks back to the back of the room at the guy in the recliner chair.
>Where on earth has that chair been this whole time?
>Can Trixie steal it when no one's looking?
>Just to sit in for five minutes?
>"Yeah, that was pretty obvious." The guy with the perfume sneers with a sarcastic grin.
>"Trixie assures you that everything's fine and that you should worry."
>"Relax." The guy in the recliner stands up and wipes his hair out of his eyes.
>Was he even drawing anything? Where's his easel?
>He has dark pupils, but has an almost ominous look in them. The guy, in his early twenties, looks like he doesn't even want to be here.
>"Just because there's something wrong doesn't mean anyone should step in and intervene. I know this from experience."
>The art teacher walks over to Trixie after all of the commotion caught enough of her attention to come over.
>"Miss Lulamoon, what seems to be the problem over here."
>"She's angry she can't draw and has ho way of venting, but doesn't want anyone to help her so she can burn out on her own."
>"Hector, quiet." The teacher shushes the guy.
>Hector sits back down, having already intentionally said his piece in one breath before the teacher told him to be quiet.
>Trixie processes everything he said, surprised that he read her so easily.
>How did he know so fast?
>Hector shrugs in the chair, too calmly for any of this to be new to him.
>In the next minute, Trixie is escorted out of the studio and told to take a day off.
>The recliner chair is vacant within the following minute after that.
>"Hey." Hector's voice startled Trixie from behind.
>"I don't wanna go back in." Trixie responds.
>"That's not it. I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page."
>The guy has a Shadow the Hedgehog lunchbox with him.
>Trixie scoffs, under the impression that she doesn't need to talk to this guy again.
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>>29596363
>"If you ever remember me saying this, let your disdain drive you. That's all."
>"What?" Trixie mockingly tilts her head.
>"That's all. I'll probably see you again if I ever come back here."
>"Are you like... an edgy middle schooler or something?" Trixie almost laughs.
>"At heart." He walks away right after.
>Trixie cringes, hoping she doesn't end up being like this guy.
>Before he turns the corner, he slaps a sticky note onto the wall.
>It's less than five minutes of sitting on the nearby bench before Trixie walks over and reads what it says.
>[You need to channel your anger into something else. I know exactly what it feels like, I'm shit at drawing myself, so I use my anger to focus in isolated incidents. I know it's for two reactive people to hang around eachother for long, so I'll just let you go your own way.]
>Trixie barely read the note halfway through before she crumpled it up and threw it away.
>She goes home, back to where all of her gecko friends are.
>They all ask her why she came home so early.
>"Trixie doesn't want to talk about it." Trixie hops up the stairs and retreats to her desk.
>"Not even or fifteen minutes?" One of the geckos asks.
>Trixie grunts.
>"Trixie will talk about it IN fifteen minutes." She concedes. "Okay?"
>The geckos agree; all six of them.
>There used to be more, but they all left to go film commercials and stuff.
>Trixie goes back to her own drawing board, now no longer surrounded by other art students to out-shine her.
>Trixie HATES being out-shined.
>She tries drawing the cross thingy across the little person's blank face.
>How is this even supposed to go? What?
>Her head shuts down again, and the anger comes back.
>But the girl is more calm now that she's not in a public environment. Less surrounding living beings to make the blood in her nerves boil.
>She gets a little bit further than last time, but ultimately messes up the entire drawing and it looks like a 4 year old drew it.
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>>29596372
>Some sort of more.. internalized anger overtakes Trixie.
>For some reason, she remembers what Hector said.
>Eyes the paper with a determined glare, feeling the room around her turning figuratively red once more.
>But her hand is more... controlled somehow?
>How is this happening?
>Trixie continues visualizing the image onto the paper, only seeing more and more of the final product in her head... almost involuntarily.
>Hard work and practice don't seem to exist any more. Only the next thing Trixie needs to draw.
>That shading goes there.
>These lines need to be thinner.
>Trixie can see it now, with an impending objective dictating her mind.
>She feels like she should be shaking, but her hands are completely still. There some sort of complacency within her, keeping her eyes focused and her mind set on making this look as real as possible.
>Could she have found her talent at long last?
>It's only been ten minutes... and... it's like how she saw on that ten minute challenge thing, or however long it was.
>It looks like... a real, legitimate drawing.
>By a real legitimate artist.
>Something has been reached that hasn't been reached before.
>But Trixie resists the feeling of pride she feels inside.
>She doesn't want to feel proud. The girl soon discovers that she has become addicted to the anger and sadness that has plagued her for so long after so many failures at drawing anything that looked acceptable.
>But on Trixie drew, only becoming angry at the fact tat she's drawing actually decently this time.
>The anger starting a vicious cycle of productivity.
>"Trixie?" One of the geckos calls up to her room. "Are you alright?
>With excitement, Trixie jolts out of her chair and leaps over to her door wit a nervous giggle.
>"Trixie feels like coming down now." She opens the door and gets the heel out of her room before she burns her way out of the mess she became addicted to.
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>>29596380
>A long talk with the geckos is had.
>Trixie remembers how much she has bonded with them over the years, with all of the sleepovers they had. With all of the times they sat beside her giant fucking paper and watched her fail so many times at drawing.
>One gecko asks Trixie what's got her all jumpy, but she avoids the question to an extent and heads back up to her room shortly after a friendly conversation with the geckos.
>Trixie goes right back to drawing, and soon begins to think about that other guy from the art class in the studio.
>The one who reeked of perfume. Or cologne, or whatever.
>She just knows that he's the kind of guy who goes to several night clubs and parties. She could even tell in the way he dressed.
>In tight, shiny clothes, dyed hair.
>It was obvious the entire time.
>It infuriates Trixie how he's always been good at drawing while Trixie had to practice.
>At least... that's how it feels.
>Maybe Trixie could set an example for this guy, now that she's starting to see some talent of her own emerge from within herself. Maybe she can go out in to the world and do plenty of things and go on adventures to show people what she's really made of.
>And all of those "artsy" people who are all like "just do the legs, man." and "you just gotta knoooooow" can finally shut up and let the talent flow naturally into newcomers who won;t bother with the overly complicated drawing process.
>These are the thoughts that buzz all around Trixie's consciousness.
>Trixie can put herself in the great spotlight out there. Giving the world her own self as the perfect example of finding one's true purpose in life instead of learning what your purpose is in school or some other bullshit like that.
>The conversation Trixie has with herself in her mind jumps from one big thing to the next.
>The drawing is complete.
>Holy fuck, that shading!
>Trixie never knew she could do that.
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>>29596388
>The stronger side of her instantly wants to brag the very second she steps foot in that studio once again.
>By the time Trixie gets back to class, she had been observing the drawing she made for more time than not doing so ever since she drew it.
>She found herself liking it more and more as the time went on.
>"Alright, so today, we're going to be continuing our gesture drawing unit." The teacher starts the lesson.
>Trixie smiles to herself, only thinking about the thing she drew.
>She starts to partake in the lesson... something's wrong.
>She can't seem to get anything to work right.
>It isn't long before Trixie diverts back to her own methods and uses her anger to just... PUT THE LINES ON THE PAPER.
>Put them THERE! And there! And there!
>And right there!
>To Trixie's horror, Trixie happens to notice that it looks exactly what she drew in her room.
>But now...
>There are other drawings by people who practiced in the room with Trixie.
>The comparison is something Trixie filtered out of her mind before. She was only thinking about the personal attributes of the other students before, but now she sees their hard work.
>Their drawings are infinitely better than Trixie's, and this becomes more than just apparent as the girl tries to twist it around in her mind to state otherwise.
>As it turns out, it too Trixie's mental roasting of the silly things about the other people to have more confidence in herself for staying home and not going to parties or drinking.
>She thought of herself to be a lifestyle based role model for them, and that somehow created a false juxtaposition to a point where she saw her own drawing as being at least on par with theirs.
>"Trixie, are you alright?" The same student with the cologne from before whispers, worried about the girl getting sent out again.
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>>29596393
>Trixie has to bat away all of the questions as she keeps her mood calm.
>But it's hard to get those line to go where she wants them to go. Nothing falls into place anymore.
>Now... everything starts to fall apart. Trixie's world.
>And her views of it.
>She thought she was something great, like she always told her peer that she was.
>But still... there's a smile on Trixie's face.
>And the girl has no idea why she's smiling. The other students stop staring at her after twenty or so minutes expire.
>Trixie peers over to the lounge chair. Hector is nowhere to be found.
>...
>Class ends.
>Trixie didn't draw anything of value. But someone else comes to meet her after class this time around.
>"Hey." The guy with the cologne approaches Trixie.
>She awkwardly stares at him, surprised that she's more comfortable being round him than Hector.
>"What do you want?"
>"You seem really tense. And I wanted to know if everything's alright."
>Trixie turns away. "Trixie assures you that everything's fine. She can deal with her own problems. She's not lonely or anything."
>The guy walks around her to be right in front of her once again.
>"Well, I've wanted to ask you if you wanted to hang out."
>Trixie's face changes instantly. She pauses and looks around for some kind of distraction.
>He must not find out about how she lives.
>"You wanna come clubbing with me and my friends this Saturday night?"
>"Why do you ask?"
>"You seem like a really interesting girl. And I wanna know if you're down for that."
>Trixie freezes in place, thinking about how bad she'd feel if she goes back home alone to wallow in her thoughts.
>...
>Trixie enters through the doorway of the nightclub.
>The music blasting within.
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>>29596404
>Trixie instantly notices that her attire differs from pretty much everyone else’s. She can’t help but look down and watch all of the guys around her. They have their arms and most of their backs expose.
>She already knows these guys are out of her league anyway, not that she really cares… sort of.
>These girls here are wearing revealing enough clothes exposing their chests and asses that Trixie would practically be invisible if her sweatshirt didn’t make her stick out like a sort thumb through sheer shock value alone.
>”Want something to drink?” Cologne man asks. “They’re free here.”
>”Trixie doesn’t drink alcohol.” Trixie responds without second thought.
>Cologne man scoffs. “Wh… what? Why not?” He’s visibly confused; smirking and rubbing the back of his neck.
>”She doesn’t drink alcohol. Trixie likes to remain fully aware of her surroundings and in complete control of herself at all times.”
>With a laugh, cologne man calls a couple of his friends over. Trixie prepares to rehash the exact same thing she just said, making sure to word everything exactly the same for the sake of consistency.
>Well why don’t you wanna get wasted every once in a while? You don’t have to be conscious all the time!” One guy asks.
>”It’s Trixie’s preference. It all has to do with focus, which can only happen during sobriety.”
>”So like… are you really good at focusing, then?” He asks with his eyes half-lidded from drunkenness already.
>Cologne man answers for Trixie before the girl gets a chance to speak.
>”Nah, she’s like struggling with art and stuff right now.”
>The other guy seems to only process half of this.
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>>29596415
>”Holy shit, you can draw?” He turns to Trixie and steps close enough for het to smell the mixture of vodka watered down with scotch in his breath. “Whaddaya draw?”
>He’s literally drooling.
>Trixie looks over at cologne man, who’s in pretty much the same condition as his friend.
>But the girl only registers the part about drawing, remembering the thoughts she… had… escaped by not going home tonight.
>”Trixie… can draw well… better than most people because of her better focusing methods… but… she doesn’t know the process.”
>Cologne man steps in, now leaning right up against Trixie with his friend trapping her on the other side. “Maybe we can teach you how to draw…” He slurs. “While you teach us how to not be slobs.”
>A clumsy hand makes its way to Trixie’s hip.
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>>29596422
>They start to giggle playfully, but Trixie knows that they're not going to be able to keep her in her grasp.
>She twists to get away, with an annoyed look on her face.
>Shit.
>These guys are still a little strong when they're drunk.
>The following are all Trixie remembers being said among many other things over a much longer time.
>"Well... if you want to learn how to not be slobs, you'll have to do something more productive of a Saturday night rather than just party at a nightclub."
>Whaaaaaaaaaat?" One guy groans. "But we're having fuuuun!"
>"You know, maybe we should go by whoever's better at drawing to know who's doing something right. Cause results and stuff." Cologne man pauses. "B-but... that doesn't mean you're bad at drawing or anything. I think it's just a matter of how we manage our free time."
>"I think you gotta loosen up, Trixie. You see, we people over here have a work time and a play time. and from what I can tell, you don't seem to let yourself have any play time."
>He bear-hugs her from behind.
>"Trixie assures you that you should listen to her. She simply hasn't gotten the chance to show her true talent yet."
>Out of nowhere, Trixie breaks free by surprise when the guys aren't paying attention.
>She takes a deep breath of somewhat fresh air after escaping the wake of cologne man.
>"You are the ones with loose lifestyles, and Trixie could easily surpass you." She's already getting miffed from their behavior.
>"Well I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure you'd have a way to show us your real drawing skills if you could."
>"If you lived like Trixie did, you would face much more adversity in learning how to draw. Trixie does have a chance to be better than you, she's just not free enough."
>"Is that a challenge?"
>Trixie scoffs. "Is THAT a challenge?"
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>>29596429
>”Trixie could easily surpass you after she gets out of her situation!”
>One of the guys can be seen placing a pill into his mouth. He shivers after he does this, and Trixie questions him.
>”Did you hear Trixie? What was that you just ate?”
>”Somethin’ special.”
>”Trixie will have you know that she already has an advantage over everyone in this room due to her sobriety.”
>”Is that a fact. I really doubt anyone here will agree with you.” Cologne man responds.
>Trixie huffs out her chest and looks around for the stage.
>She marches over up the stairs and approaches the DJ, who is barely sober enough to comprehend what’s going on, let along take any sort of reasonable action regarding it.
>”Can Trixie have your attention, please.” Trixie grabs the microphone and immediately starts talking. “Hello? Can Trixie have your attention?”
>The music still plays, but no one even seems to be dancing to it anymore. They’re all just sort of cluttered together and taking selfies and posting them on Instagram and Twitter and Snapchat and Facebook and YouTube and Google Plus and Kik and Skype and Vine and Mysp-
>”ALRIGHT, LISTEN UP!” Trixie stops the music by slamming her fist onto the DJ set. She has everyone’s attention now.
>The room goes deathly silent. Even the bouncers are shocked and confused. No one appears to get the hint that they might want Trixie out of the room before she causes and more further disruptions to their little… dance party.
>”Humanity has fallen to a humiliating low. A low where you all entertain yourselves by crowding together in a hot room late at night and do nothing but EXIST here and try to prove to every last one of your friends that you’re hip and cooooooool! And meanwhile, we could be using all of this electricity towards pushing the human race into saintly glory! But no! You have to have your RETRO culture instead!”
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>>29596438
>Everyone sways on their feet and listens, automatically filming Trixie’s rant hoping it will get a lot of likes, reblogs, retweets, shares, upvotes, favorites, re-
>”You are wasting away your youth with silliness and fooling around with the shittiest things that lurk among the bottom ranks of society! You have turned your backs to what you were supposed to be and fell victim to the in crowd and having fun over living a level headed, sober life like you’re supposed to! You can’t seriously want moments like these to be moment that you want to be remembered for! And you expect all of your friends to be the way you have become unless they want to be excluded from your little H A N G O U T S .”
>Trixie takes a deep breath.
>”It is beyond disgraceful how you cram yourselves in here in your so-called “FANCY CLOTHES” and proceed to subject yourselves to a night full of disgusting repetitive pop music and shit-talking the people you know who aren’t as HIP as you are! Culture used to be something to be cherished! It used to be something of value! And you have taken that term and SHIT ALL OVER IT!”
>Trixie points to the busted DJ set.
>”THIS is not culture! This is a useless device used to bring hundreds of braindead dudebros and cumdumpsters together to exist together for hours on end while going ‘yoooooooooooo… duuuuuuuuude did you hear about that new thiiiiing that came oooout? ISN’T IT COOOOOOOL? LOL… R E B L O G !”
>Trixie paces back and forth on the stage.
>”Wanna join my frat? Dude you wanna see the new car I wanna buy? Did you fuck her good last night? Just chillin, how about you? HAHAHAHAHA AMIRITE? Just gotta take all the happy points in life and take it as it comes! Gotta let loose and conform to ALL THE FUCKING NORMS! A L L… O F… T H E M ! Duse, I need another beer, dude did you get with that FUCKING GENERIC chick for that FUCKING GENERIC sorority?”
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>>29596444
>With a loud stomp on the stage, Trixie feels wave upon wave of rage wash over her as she continues to watch all of the party goers watch her like she’s speaking in a language they can’t understand.
>”You are all scum and don’t deserve to be the voice of direction that the higher-ups and influencers in society listen to and follow along with the wishes of. YOU ARE CREATING A GENERATION OF INTERDEPENDENT, FEEBLE MINDED DEGENERATES! The strive for true excellence as a whole has been buried under miles upon miles of your S H I T! You are ruining everything for people who want to make their own success for themselves based on who THEY are instead of what’s hot around their environment! You are F U C K I N G up everything good about society and you should be ashamed!”
>Trixie uses all of her strength the hurl the microphone into the audience, directly throwing it like a baseball in hopes to hit someone. It shatters against the back wall. Trixie shrieks in agonizing rage and continues at the top of her lungs.
>”Judgement is coming! It’s not going to come in a hundred years, not fifty years, NOT… EVEN… ONE! Art used to be great, music used to be great, movies used to be great, TV used to be great, education used to be great, lifestyle used to be great, CULTURE used to be great. And now it’s all been replaced by low-effort, low-energy popularity-driven garbage that just needs to SELL SELL SELL. And you’re only digging the hole deeper! Soon, you’re going to be thrusted into the cold, hard world around you and will have to burst your little bubbles that you call your comfort zones ALL BY YOURSELVES, you short-attention-span millennial fucks!”
>…
>A minute later, the bouncers can be seen escorting Trixie out of the nightclub. She’s still ranting the whole way out.
>Trixie then stands outside the building and keeps ranting.
>She eventually leaves. But cologne man and his friends follow her.
>”Trixie! Wait up!”
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>>29596451
>The bench Trixie sits at is old and creaky.
>Cologne man and his friend sit on either side of her, somewhat sobering up from the cold because that somehow works that way.
>"Trixie, just tell us what's bothering you." Cologne man repeats.
>Trixie hides her face in her hands. "It's no use. No one wants to listen to Trixie. She's too angry to get people to listen to her."
>"We listened." Friend of Cologne man insists. "I gotta admit, you did sound like you were speaking from the heart there. Even though we didn't... connect with your ideas."
>"Of course you wouldn't connect! It's not 'going with the flow'!"
>"Alright alright alright, now listen. I just wanna level with you, okay? I didn't follow you all the way over here to be a jerk."
>The night wind picks up. Trixie crosses her arms and stares at the sidewalk.
>"Everyone's so lost, but Trixie can't prove it to them." Trixie soon mutters at the ground. "Because there's nothing Trixie can do to prove how... nevermind. You wouldn't understand."
>"Is this about the drawing thing?" Cologne man asks. "I think this is about the drawing thing."
>"It's precisely about the drawing thing." A familiar voice sounds.
>Everyone's attention is directed towards a dark, shadowy alley.
>Hector soon emerges from the blackness in a long black trench coat, sporting sunglasses at night.
>"Who's that?" Friend of cologne man asks.
>"I know him. We take an art class together." Cologne man stands up and walks over to Hector. "Did you follow us here?"
>"Don't worry about it, bud." Hector glares over at Trixie and wipes his long hair away from his eyes. "What you need to do is prove yourself."
>"What do you mean?" Responds Trixie as she stands up and starts to walk away from the edgelord.
>"Get as many people as you can to live like you do who are in our art class. Get them to do nothing but stay home. Then tell them to try to draw without having their fun in life."
>"You sure about this?"
>The other two guys snicker and cringe.
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>>29596462
>"Trust me. These people are sheep who would follow anything if someone shills it hard enough."
>Cologne man steps in. "Yeah, uh... I actually thing she's made that pretty clear herself that that's what she believes."
>"Is it?" Hector looks over to Trixie. "Then I guess this is going to be a lot easier than I thought. You can start with these two guys."
>The grin on Cologne man's face fades.
>"Wait, what?"
>"You're in our art class too, are you not?" Hector inquires. "And what about your friend? Does he draw? Maybe you two could learn a thing or two about pushing for success."
>This conversation goes on for a bit.
>It ends with cologne man and cologne man's friend agreeing to stay home during the weekends and live more empty, boring lives like Trixie.
>They soon follow her home to her apartment or wherever it is she lives, I forgot already.
>"This is how Trixie lives!" Trixie aggressively points to her living room. "This is Trixie's couch! This is her TV! These are her pet gecko friends!"
>Trixie watches all of her gecko friends say hello to cologne man and friend of cologne man.
>Cologne man waves at the empty space in Trixie's living room, seeing nothing there but crumpled up cheeseburger wrappers.
>"They help Trixie pay for insurance." Trixie tells him.
>"Duuude, your place is nice." Cologne man's friend comments. "So where do you draw?"
>"Right..." Trixie walks over to her room and swings the door open. "HERE!"
>She assertively points inside to the easel she has perched up next to her bed. The two guys look at the splattered hand prints on the paper.
>"This is Trixie's most recent charcoal drawing."
>They examine the drawing, seeing it as on the same level of modern art.
>"You're more creative than I thought." Cologne man compliments, genuinely impressed. "I guess I was wrong about you."
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>>29596470
>Trixie doesn't believe what cologne man says. She knows he's probably just being polite.
>He likely still thinks that Trixie isn't capable of making great art solely because of the obstacles and hardships she has to blast through in order to get anywhere.
>The girl goes straight to the easel and dips her fingers into a small cup of paint to the side.
>The two guys watch her paint with her fingers; Trixie making an intimidating face to appear focused.
>Every single stroke on the paper counts.
>Not that it matters, since everything Trixie puts out seems to be shit no matter what. And now the girl has the experts looking over her shoulder.
>She wants to make sure that they can see that she is blatantly ignoring the methods the teacher tried to get the students to do. She wants to show how resistant she is to the world around her.
>How she's not going to learn someone else's way, and how she'd going to just put pencil to paper and it will come out perfectly without the stupid complicated practice.
>There are multiple times when the easel almost falls backwards to the floor. But Trixie pulls it back towards herself as the paint drips splatter all over her sleeves.
>Probably permanently staining them.
>On the paper, the outline of a human figure appears... a very badly proportioned one.
>Trixie can tell that the art students can see the flaws in it already, and she's not about to take the rout of calling it "abstract art".
>These students are looking for accuracy.
>Out of options, Trixie leaps forward towards the easel and tackles it to the floor. Attack-painting the image.
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>>29596477
>...
>A almost-comedy-tier moment of drawing and/or painting later, Trixie finishes and shows the other two guys, ready to tell them that she needs to wait until she really has her mind going.
>They like it surprisingly more than Trixie expected.
>It momentarily comes up that cologne man is planning on going traveling with his friend, and they're going across the ocean to like, Europe or something.
>Trixie agrees to go along with them after convincing them that she's not going to freak out and stop trying to draw whenever it starts to go... awry...
>In the process, Trixie comes to terms with the fact that she hasn't been showing how good she could be at drawing by splattering paint onto a canvas.
>"But... let's try and use actual pencils and paper this time ,shall we?" Cologne man pleads. "This way you're doing it seems... messy."
>"Trixie operates on another level." Responds the flustered girl, still red in the face. "Although, Trixie does suppose using a pencil instead would be a lot more useful for portability reasons."
>They all eventually go home -- none of them return to the club.
>Cologne man and his buddies go on vacation the next day, since it's the spring break weekend and all, but Trixie isn't planning on packing anything.
>She soon follows them onto the plane. The very next day.
>She brings a note book with her, and only one pencil. Feeling like she's preparing for war or something.
>Cologne man and his group of friends arrive. Three guys and three girls.
>Typical cluster of horror movie victims, as Trixie imagines it. (Or a normal clique of college students that hang out.)
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>>29596487
>The gang includes cologne man and his girlfriend selfie girl, hair-gel guy and his girlfriend latte woman, and last but not least, orange-tan dude and his girlfriend orange-tan dudette.
>And they're all apparently artists by day, party animals by night.
>What a lovely fucking group of people.
>Trixie has to resist glaring at them the whole plane ride to [obscure european town with narrow streets n' shit].
>They all get off and go to their hotel.
>All of the ones who are not Trixie immediately start chatting.
>"So, like, you like to draw too?" Latte woman asks Trixie.
>"Yes. Trixie has a unique art-style that takes a lot of time and focusing to execute and put into action."
>Latte woman takes a sip of her milky cappuccino while browsing Instagram on her phone with her free hand. "That's like... pretty cool. What'cha draw?"
>"Anything..." Trixie menacingly whispers as her patience wears thin with this girl.
>"You do like... human form and stuff?"
>Trixie's inner beast gets triggered at the sound of the phrase 'human form'.
>Het hand briefly balls into a fist, but control is regained.
>"Not much." Trixie answers through her teeth.
>She thinks about splashing water onto her face, but selfie girl is busy in front of the bathroom mirror fulfilling her name.
>Cologne man walks into the room. "Alright, I found the nearest club." He announces. "Who wants to model for the next four hours?"
>Orange-tan dudette raises her hand. "I'm not jittery from all the coffee anymore, I'll have a go at it.
>"Oh, right..." Cologne man turns to Trixie. "You don't mind of one of us gets naked with you in the room, do ya?"
>"Trixie doesn't mind." Trixie answers. "As long as she doesn't have to do it too."
>"You wanna watch us draw? Maybe we could teach ya a bit."
>"Trixie doesn't need to be taught! She can do things all on her own!"
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>>29596496
>Cologne man shrugs and gets his paper out.
>Trixie keeps eyeing orange-tan dudette after she gets naked, comparing her body to her own and beating back any potential jealousy.
>This girl looks like she's starved anyway. Nothing much to compete with.
>"I'm just a little curious." Hair-gel guy asks. "How much do you know about the guidelines. You know, like the cross that goes across the front of the face and all."
>"Trixie doesn't need those methods. She is above that."
>"You sure?"
>"If you're going to ask Trixie to draw this girl as well, Trixie is afraid she'll have to decline. She operated on another level, as she has said before."
>Hair-gel gives a shrug identical to cologne man and continues his work.
>Trixie sneaks a couple of glances at his paper... half attempting to understand how those lines work. The ones that go across the face.
>How long the ones representing the arms have to be in comparison to the rest of the body, all sorts of things.
>It still makes no sense... and they're doing it literally feet from the girl.
>But whatever.
>Trixie reads a magazine, and by reading, looking at the pictures.
>She hears them complimenting eachother on their drawings. The... cool... people.
>She stands up the very second they announce they're leaving to get food.
>With plans of coming back to here already in her head.
>...
>As they probably do all the time, the rest of the gang gets going over to the club right after they are done eating.
>Trixie walks back to the hotel with a weight off of her shoulders.
>That weight having been the clique she'd been hanging out with. They're not anywhere within twenty feet of the girl.
>Everything's easier.
>Trixie's head clears, and she begins to wonder why she came on this trip with these scrubs.
>She feels the night breeze rush by her face as she enters a dark, narrow alley.
>She quickly walks through it.
>But right before she makes it to the other side, a leather bag covers her head.
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>>29596507
>Trixie blacks out before she can react. The inside of the bag was laced with chloroform.
>...
>Trixie wakes up sitting on a couch.
>Her head spins but she finds that her arms and legs are not restrained in any way.
>"What the..." Trixie groans.
>"Fear not, Trixie. We brought you here for a reason."
>Trixie's eyes shoot open, and she soon realizes she's been kidnapped in a small town on the other side of the world.
>"Relax, we didn't do anything of malice to you." This voice sounds familiar.
>Trixie shakes her head and looks through her blurry vision. "Vice Principal Luna?"
>"You're half correct." The voice answers.
>Trixie sees Luna standing right in front of her, but she's wearing what looks like a monk's robe or something.
>"We have traveled here from the universe of Equestria to deliver important news to you." Luna tells Trixie.
>"Wh-what?"
>"We got word of your message to those people in that night club. And you have proven yourself to be the voice that God's people need to hear."
>Trixie tilts her head in confusion.
>"Are you telling Trixie that God sent you here?"
>"That's a question with an answer that comes later. Not now."
>Oh, so this is like one of those movies or something, then. Not all information is made known until it's convenient to the plot.
>"But listen. You must understand that you are a prophet, Trixie."
>"A... prophet?"
>"You must speak to the people all around the world and deliver your message of truth. The world has grown sour with a combination of greed, sloth and apathy. And you are the only one with a brave enough voice to truly speak against it."
>Luna holds two pills in her hands. One blue, and one (of course) red.
>"Take one. The blue pill will knock you unconscious again, and you will wake up in your hotel bed tomorrow morning, and you will become irresistibly beautiful and talented by modern standards and everyone will love you on their own. Take the red pill to gain eternal life and mind control capabilities."
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>>29596518
>Luna holds the pills in her hand and Trixie gets closer.
>The girl eyes each pill, then eyes the serious look on Luna's face. She doesn't have many reasons to believe the lady, but it's not like she has much to care about anymore.
>She did just come over here to a small European town on a complete whim without ever having this as a thought in her head a two days before.
>But she doesn't give the choice any thought; only chooses the pros of both options.
>Trixie snatches both pills out of Luna's hands and swallows them both at the same time.
>Luna doesn't even flinch.
>The pills almost taste like strawberries and blueberries.
>Trixie takes a seat back onto the couch she hadn't even realized she had arisen from. She awaits Luna's presumably scolding response.
>But gets a surprise instead.
>"Congratulations, you passed the final test. You truly are worthy of being the prophet."
>Trixie can only smile, knowing for a fact that she's probably not going to die from taking both pills at once.
>"You shall receive all of the abilities the pills have to offer, having already been the type of person to make their own choices despite the illusion of choice being delivered right in front of you. As far as we're concerned, you already had a little bit of the red pill within you. In your heart and soul. You don't allow the words of others to deceive you."
>"Th-thanks?" Trixie stands up after feeling a rush of energy.
>"But this is only the beginning of your journey." Luna continues. "You must go back to whoever you came here with and spread the message to them first. You must test their loyalty."
>"What? How must Trixie do that?"
>"Speak from the heart, and get them to help you follow the things you're passionate about in life."
>Trixie wonders what Luna meant by this.
>"Passionate in a good or bad way?"
>Luna chuckles in response. "Either way is fine."
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>>29596527
>...
>Trixie's heart is pumping hard by the time she makes it back to the hotel room at midnight.
>Her six roommates aren't even back yet - typical.
>She gets into bed at around 1 am. Right when she hears some familiar voices outside the door.
>"Y-yo.... yo we gotta tell Trixie what happened~" Hair-gel guy slurs as he drunkenly seeks his new "friend".
>"Yo Trixie, you here?" Selfie girl asks before stumbling over to Trixie's bedside.
>Trixie silently waits to strike.
>"Yo is that you there, like..." Selfie girl pulls the covers back.
>The covers are pulled back to reveal a sinister grin on Trixie's face, and a dim light emitting from her eyes.
>Selfie girl freezes in place as cologne man walks up behind her.
>"That's not our bed... that's this way..." He unbuttons the front of his green khakis.
>Selfie girl turns around, opens her mouth wide and projectile vomits all over his face.
>"Ah! Fuck!" Cologne man shrieks. "I thought you were done puking half an hour ago!"
>Selfie girl's eyes glow the same purple color as Trixie's. Trixie imagines selfie girl pouncing on latte woman... and so she obediently does.
>"Yo what the fuck?!" Orange-tan dude and hair-gel guy exclaim in unison.
>Cologne man feels his body shut down after being in contact with the projectile vomit because that's how it works just go with it.
>Hair-gel guy reaches for the phone while orange-tan dude leaves the room to either run away or go looking for orange-tan girl who's probably passed out on the street somewhere getting fucked by a hobo.
>After he dials 119 on the phone because he's too drunk to remember the number correctly, latte woman spins him around and grabs him by the sides of his head.
>Trixie's glare got to her too.
>She kisses hair-gel guy and lays an egg into his mouth.
>Trixie then pursues the orange-tan couple and hypnotizes them as orange-tan dude beats back a couple of hobos in a dark alley.
>Everyone (even the hobos) is brought back to the hotel under Trixie's control.
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>>29596533
>And so... the hymns began.
>Trixie stood before the people and raised her arms up.
>Opening her palms and giving commands.
>She delivered her tale of growing up, and how she has perceived the world through her eyes.
>Trixie was always a thoughtful girl. She had the opportunity of retroactively witnessing the greatest works of decades, even centuries before her time.
>Wondering what it would be like to be that great at something.
>Sculpting a perfect statue of herself, down to the details like her very eyelashes and individual hairs on her head. Out of solid marble.
>To paint a painting and look into the finished product and not be able to tell whether or not she was looking into a mirror.
>Trixie was quite the imaginative one. She would even look at things in every day life.
>With her own eyes, and pretend it was all a painting or sculpture she made.
>She would imagine all of her classmates at school being so proud of her, and such an experience was something to die for.
>Thus, Trixie put her dreams of becoming an artist before her very life.
>It was that important to her.
>In middle school, she wasn't very good, but no one else was either. So she pretty much glossed over it all as nothing.
>But then high school came around.
>Trixie drew a picture of herself on a bicycle, it wasn't great, but it was still better than all of the other stuff her peers in the high school art class had.
>They were basically just taking photographs and making collages out of them.
>But when it comes time to vote on who's is the best... some other girl gets the first place spot.
>She literally just took a big picture of a celebrity and drew hearts on it.
>Just like, one of those generic pop star singers with the cookie cutter music. One of the ones who got famous on that "ARE U A SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE THAT APPEALS TO CROWDS?" pop-show on TV like a year ago and has hundreds of millions of vevoviews on YouTube.
>It's sickeningly heartbreaking.
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>>29596546
>Trixie had been told by the teacher that it was all about what the class interpreted from the picture.
>The entire class agreed that the one with the celebrity pic was the best. Trixie's eyes teared up a little and her hands balled into fists when she reached this part of the story.
>Every single student must have been braindead.
>A disgruntled Trixie watched them all circlejerk over how they heard about the pop singer's most recent single coming out. They weren't even talking about art class anymore.
>Discussion about this singer appealed to everyone in the classroom except for Trixie.
>Trixie had been proud of the work she did, and expected to get some sort of praise for it for at least being drawn completely from scratch.
>But then one other guy commented that just because it was harder to make and took more effort doesn't mean he should suddenly think it looks better.
>The class then moved the discussion on to the next note taking session; there was nothing else allowed to be said about the thing that was still burning a hole through Trixie's heart.
>This is what prompted Trixie to storm out of the room in tears on that day.
>Her work was undermined by a simple pop culture reference that the high schoolers instantly recognized and cared about more to meme over even though it held no relevance to what the students were doing.
>And all throughout the remainder of her youth until the present moment, Trixie experienced things like this again and again.
>No one cared about the value of creativity or originality; they only lusted over a very narrow range of popular trends and people whom they liked.
>Anything that didn't relate to it was mostly ignored.
>Trixie's hypnotized followers consoled her as she sat on the couch.
>With a promising look in her eyes that teared up once again.
>Trixie only said one thing, knowing much about the new abilities she had.
>"Teach Trixie how to draw perfectly before the sun rises."

End of Act 1.
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Green?! In Fingerbang?!
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>>29596559
No, green is not a creative color.
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>>29596556
There. That got us to the end of the thread.
Making the next one now.
>>29596559
You bet.
>>29596581
Meme aside, it kind of is, actually.
>>29594860
Just listen to what I taught yeh!

Have some dankmeme dubstep because fuck it, why not. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAwjlCriwiw
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>>29596638
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>>29596648
>>29596638
gret
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>>29596657
*Grey.
>>29596648
New thread:
>>29596629
>>29596629
>>29596629
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