Alone in Equestria Girls, #8

I love the smell of a new thread.

>>29475058
Smells like apples.

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>>29475079
apple hips from 9

>>29475595
Those hips are pretty small.

page 9

>>29475006
>page 9
also, please add /AiEG/ or something to the subject line for the next thread.

Is a Crystal Prep green ok?

>>29477136
I would love to read that.

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>>29475006
I love the OP image. Just putting that out there right now.

>>29477285
It feels like you've been using that same picture to every drawings of your green

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>>29477478
Probably.

I should get some more varied ones for the future.

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Happy Valentine's Day fags, sorry for being gone for a while.

Will be working on updates soon enough.

>>29475006
>TFW

>>29477285
Glad you liked it

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>>29477711
nice numbers, and don't worry about it. Looking forward to more.

>>29476945
....I did, I don't know what else you mean for me to add to the subject line.
>>29477136
Anything EqG verse and it can follow the prompt up top. I wouldn't mind some Sugar Coat love.

>>29477136
go for it, even though the thread description says Sunset makes an offhand comment it could be anyone.

bump from 9

Da

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Hope you guys enjoy it and help me to improve

“Hey girls, have you ever wondered why Anon is always alone?”
>You are Twilight Sparkle
>And now your friends just stay silent, looking at each other
>Did you said something wrong?
>You took a glance at Anon, the senior who always sat alone at lunch, and everybody always seems to avoid
>”W-well, you see, Darling” Rarity says reluctantly “Anon is…”
>”Anon is a freaking thug” Rainbow Dash completed bluntly
>”Rainbow!” Fluttershy quietly scolds at her, only to mumble “w-well, he is kind of scary”
>”What? He is!” Rainbow Dash said while she crossed her arms “I mean, what kind of loser does nothing but fight against random people?”
“Anon gets into a lot of fights?” you asked tilting your head, and discretely turn your head at Anon “He seems like a normal guy to me”
>But you’re not gonna lie, you feel a somewhat threatening aura around him
>”There’s… a reason why people avoid him, sugarcube” Applejack scratches the back of her head “You see…”
>Applejack and the rest of the girls tell you all about Anon shenanigans and so called “feats”
>Like how as a sophomore he fought against a group of seniors back then over a donut , or how he went and pick a fight against a group of bikers and beat every one of them because he couldn’t sleep because of the noise, or how he refused a bunch of cupcakes by saying he doesn’t have a sweet tooth…
>Really Pinkie?
>However, each and every single one of those claims seemed really farfetched, crazy even
>Who is able to destroy a car with only one hand?
>Not only that, but apparently all those fights earned him the nickname of “Crazy Dragon”
“And none of this was reported to Principal Celestia? Something like this surely must have reached the higher grounds of the school”

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>>29483101
>For some reason, due to Anon always being somewhat consistently average in his grades, Principal Celestia does not get into any problems, despite his reputation
>”That’s why Anon does get a free pass”
>You knew the Principal was forgiving, but this seems a bit too much
>”Is better if you don’t get involved with him in anyway, darling” Rarity says while finishing her meal
>Everyone else but Sunset nods unanimously
>The bell rings, announcing the end of the lunch period. As you take a last look at Anon who is taking his leave to his own classes
>You can’t help but still feel a bit of curiosity about him

>You walk through the hallway
>So far this new term it’s been boring as hell
>”Student Anonymous!” You hear a very imposing female voice calling you from afar
>You turn your head, only to see Vice Principal Luna. Great, the day went from boring to tedious
>VP Luna walks to you with a very feisty look in her eyes. You gotta admit, if she wasn’t such a pain in the ass, you could find her attractive, even if she’s an old hag.
“What can I do for you, VP?”
>Your defiant tone is obvious, as Luna squint her eyes at you
>”We really hope that there will be no incidents this term”
“If no one pisses me off, that is”
>”We are being serious Anonymous” VP’s voice raised, ash she points her finger at you “If not for my sister’s generosity, you would’ve been expelled from this school long time ago”
>You know that’s not the only reason, and you know that she knows it too
“Sure, sure” you said as you pass her “Besides, you also know it is time for THAT right?”
>You didn’t wait to see her reaction, as a heavy silence was in the ambience
>Your footsteps are the only thing that resonates in the empty hallway as you walk to your next class.

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>>29483117
>The final bell rings, announcing the end of the classes for today
>You reunite with your friends at the hallway, discussing what are you gonna do. It is Friday after all; it is almost a must to do
>”So girls, what are the plans today?” Pinkie ask with enthusiasm “There’s the karaoke, Sugar Cube Corner”
“Eh, Actually Pinkie, I rather wanna go home” you interject “I have some experiments I need to work with
>”Awww really?” Pinkie’s puppy eyes are really to resist, but you have to, besides, you’re somewhat tired
>Pinkie pouts; she obviously dislikes the idea, the more the merrier as she says
>After you excuse yourself, you part ways from you friends
>You walk through the commercial zone of Canterlot, you promised your mother to buy some groceries on your way back home
>In the end of your sight you spot a group of guys sitting in a corner of a building
>You recognize their uniforms, Griffonstone High, a school with a… questionable reputation to say the least
>Not only that, but they seemed pretty hostile themselves, and that’s the only way from the zone to your house
>Without any apparent options and against your better judgement you decide to keep going
>You walk as quickly as possible, avoiding eye contact with them
>”Well, look at this, boys” You hear at the time you pass
>Just keep walking, just keep walking
>Suddenly, a wall of a person blocks your way
>”Hey there missy” the man in front of you smirks

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>>29483127
“H-h-hello?” you instantly shrink, as his tall frame is capable to intimidate you without any effort
>Another Griffonstone student sneaks up behind, grabbing you by the shoulders
>”A beautiful lady shouldn’t be around these parts this late”
>”Wait, ain’t she from Canterlot high?”
>”Yeah, it looks like it” said another, while some whistles are heard “there are some cute chicks there”
>You escape his grip, only to find out you’re surrounded
>”Yeah, it tends to get…” another one said while suddenly grabbing your right wrist “… dangerous”
>”What do you say, pretty? Want some bodyguards? We can make our somewhat fun”
>The emphasis on the word “fun” gave you the cue you needed
>You have to get out of there
“R-release me!”
>You force against the powerful grip, only to receive a strong slap in your face, making your glasses to fall off
>You stop moving, as your hand reaches your swollen cheek, trying to appease the stingy feel
>Your breathing starts to get agitated, as you panicky look left and right, only to see no one in the streets
>The sun is setting, and the natural light starts to dim
>Your captor starts tugging you to an alley while the others only snicker with malice
>”Come on little girl, I promise you to make our time a really worthwhile”
>You are now really scared. Please, someone, anyone.
“H-help” you are only able to whisper
>No one is coming
>Tears start forming in your eyes
>The very few witnesses decides to ignore you, turning their heads to another place
“Help” you say again
>Your voice cracks with the thought of what could happen to you
>Whatever it is, you could only shut your eyes
>…

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>>29483171
>”UGH!”
>A loud crack comes to your ears, as you are now pushed to the ground
>”Goddammit!” you hear, as your poor vision adapts at the lack of glasses
>You can’t see that much, but the foggy shapes are enough to see what’s happening
>Someone, you don’t know who, stepped into your aid
>You can see whoever it is, being surrounded, just like the way the delinquents surrounded you before
>That however doesn’t stop your savior.
>A well placed left elbow to the face to the one foe who was behind him, followed by a precise kick in the stomach to the one who had in front , temporarily knocking both at almost the same time
>The other two at their sides try to hook him at the same time, only for the figure to just crouch to avoid the attacks
>Following that, an uppercut to the one he had to his right… or it’s your right?
>Anyways, he turns around to deliver a straight punch in the face to the only one left standing, instantly knocking him down.
>”F-fuck, Anon is here! Everyone scram!!” you hear, as a group of steps disappear into the distance
>Anon?
>”Tch, what a bore” It does sounds like Anon’s voice
>You don’t have time for that.
>You start crawling, extending your arms, reaching out every place possible
>Where are your glasses? You need them, you can’t see anything without them
>”Here”
>You see your glasses in front of you. You take them and put them on, Thank heavens, everything is clear again
>You raise your head, only to see Anon, looking at you with a bored expression, raising an eyebrow at you
>You blink a couple of times…
“O-oh, thank you!” You stutter
>Anon gets down to your level, as he extends his hand to your face
>With a surprising gentle touch he examinates you cheek

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>>29483195
That's it for today, gotta sleep, i have a job interview later

Happy late Valentines :^)

>>29483117
> Principal Celestia does not get into any problems
Meant to write "does not get into any problems with Principal Celestia"

>>29479604
Maybe the OP should be adjusted then, to be less specifically tailored those specific character. I mean the theme is that Anon is/starts out alone and that's about it.

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>>29477170
>>29479347
>>29479604
>>29483773
Will start posting soon then

>>29483195
5/10 no wall combo

>>29483773
I'll think of something then, maybe Alone in Equestria Girls Verse.

>>29483195
Shows some promise, only a few sentences are missing words, a few with unnecessary word added on, and everything seems to be spelled correctly. looking forward to more of it.

>>29484015
There's nothing actually wrong with the title, I don;t think we could improve on that. The issue it the OP prompt is very specific; maybe change the opening to: ">Hey, you ever wonder why Anon is always alone?
I'm new to this thread, what is exactly the context of it? Someone makes an offhand comment on why Anon is always alone at lunch, then one of the others goes and does a thing to try and be be his friend."

This way it's clear from the get go that you only need to stick to the theme of Anon being alone and anyone can do the opening/approaching. We've already had someone ask if it can be about CPA, it's possible others have had ideas then not even bothered when the saw it 'had' to be so specific.

>>29484295
I suppose that could work. I'll try it out next thread and we can see how well that goes.

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>>29483195
>Nayaa writing
Did I just woke up in another universe?

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A Crystal Prep green

>The gust ofair seems to be colder than usual this year
>That, or it's just the temperature of everyone around you
>You are Anon
>The loner of Crystal Prep
>The most rotten, introverted, friendless kid in the entire school with a distorted view in life
>And a colorless human being who is socially disabled
>And right now you are eating lunch in the cafeteria where Sloppy Joe's are being spawned constantly every Monday afternoon
>You wish that they change the food sometimes
>"Hey girls, you ever wonder why Anon is always alone?"
>Usually, you would have your headphones plugged in on your ears while you enjoy your prison-tier food, but today you forgot to bring it
>So you can't help but pay attention to the person who said that
>Your name was mentioned after all
>"Yeah, why is he like that?"
>Why is he like that?
>You now regret not bringing your headphones as you scoff at the words uttered by some person
>Quickly finishing your food, you stood up and threw the trash to the nearest bin and made your way towards the door, exiting the cafeteria and onto the hallway in an attempt to not hear another word
>You can't help but feel irritated

>Crystal Prep
>A rich school full of snobs and stuck up bitches
>Where everyone forms packs within themselves like how animals instinctively form a pack in the wild in order to survive the bittersweet mother nature
>Naturally, some carnivores form a hierarchy in the food chain and within their packs
>Those that fail to become alphas harbor the burden of failure until they die. Alone.
>And you're sure herbivores would sacrifice their comrades to evade their predators and live on
>In your world, forming packs yields no benefit for an individual
>Thus, you choose to live like a solitary animal
>And live throughout the high school years as like a solitary individual
>Speaking from experiences
>Experiences that turned your core into a rotten interior
>"Anon?"

>>29484396
>You turn your head to the voice that's quite familiar to you
>"Anon? What are you doing walking around in the hallway?"
"Oh, hi Ms. Cadence."
>Dean Cadance, your attractive, racklicious school counsellor that, for reasons, keeps a close tab on you
>"What are you doing walking around? Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?"
"...It's my lunch right now."
>"You seem to always have a lot of time in your hands, I don't know why you haven't joined a club yet."
>For a counselor that keeps a close eye on you, she can't seem to get a clue
"Clubs isn't really my thing since it involves a group."
>"What's wrong with having a group to have fun with?"
>'Seriously, get a clue already.'
>'Ah, she's probably just joking, is she?' You thought.
>Right now, she closely reminded you of someone you know back in middle school
>Though you don't talk much with that person and try to avoid that ball of energy as much as possible
"Anyways Ms. Cadance, what are you doing right now?"
>"Huh? Oh, well I'm off to go get books and papers from the library for the Crystal Fall Dance next month. And I'm also moving my belongings to another office."
>You look down on her arms and see she's carrying a few stacks of what would look like documents
>How you failed to notice that is beyond you
>You look up to her face and see that she's smiling
>"Care to help me?"
>You sigh in response but you opened your mouth after
"If I get service hours then yes."
>She hands you the documents she's been carrying and gives you a light pat on the shoulder
>"Of course you will, c'mon let's go."

>This has been your first workout this year
>The weight of the stacks of books has been killing your scrawny arms as you make your way to the office
>Before you enter, you notice that there's small stains on the door handle right next to the lock in two different kinds of color, one is green-ish of color and one is that of a color of a blood
>And a couple of not too visible scratches

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>>29484400
>The door creaks slightly as you pushed it open
"Here's the books Cadance." You say as you place it on the table
>"Oh thanks Anon, I guess that's pretty much it. Thank you for your help." She says as she exits out the storage room. "I'll register the service hours in my laptop so you're free to go."
"Right."
>You walked out of the room and closed the door behind you
>The bell is about to ring so you make your way to your next class

>"Jesus that actually hurts."
>"Yeah just be careful next time will you? God you're so clumsy sometimes."
>"Shut up, I don't wanna hear it."
>Background noises are your only form of entertainment when the teacher tells you to put away your headphones, or when you forget to bring it
>Well, you can always surf archives on your phone but you wouldn't wanna risk it being taken
>Especially in Ms. Harshwinny's class
>Speaking of Harshwinny, you see her walk in right now, unabruptly
>Everyone didn't notice her walk in until she stands in front of the class, clears her throat, and yelled at the students to get their attention
>"Class!"
>Everyone turned their heads at her with beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads
>Some quickly made their way to their assigned seats before they get called out in front of everyone
>Sheesh, what a force to be reckoned with
>Good thing she least pays attention to you
>And so does everyone else
>As a person sits to a desk right next to you, you can smell something funny on him
>Paint?
>Once again, the woman clears her throat
>"Everyone, as you may or may not know, the Crystal Prep school dance is just around the corner. And by around the corner, I mean this upcoming month. In the meantime, until that very day, you will be studying for the biggest test you've ever taken in your entire life in my class. So be prepared. Until then, study."
>Everyone started whining, like a generic teenager going: "Whaat?" Or "No way." Or "C'mon now, that's unfair." And all that stuff.

>>29483101
>Destorying a car with one punch
Is this the opening to Midori days?

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>>29484407
>Luckily for you, due to your large amount of extra time, you got that stupid book down that Harshwinny distributed at the beginning of the semester and practice studied all the necessary stuff by yourself
>Like you have anyone else to rely on
>"Ahem! Now students, if you would kindly be quiet I am going to start class now. Stop whining." She said, turning around facing the board and started writing something about WW2
>And with that, you pull out the notebook that's on your bag and started taking notes

>A few minutes has passed as you paid attention to Harshwhinny while taking notes before she moves on and erase the stuff
>The phone on your pocket vibrated, averting your attention from Harshwinny to your pants
>You are about to pull it out but you second guessed about taking it out in the open
>You know that it's important because it's probably your dad or 'pseudonym guy' again
>Because you don't get pointless texts quite often
>You leaned backwards and the sudden motion made a creaking sound that's loud enough for Ms. Harshwinny to hear.
>She turned around and gave you a glare in the eyes
>Scary, seriously
>"Anon, can you sit properly please?"
"Y-yes ma'am." You said quickly as you sat properly.
>Instead of leaving it as that, she continued staring at you like a hound with those ocean blue eyes of hers
>"Why is your hand bleeding?"
>You look at your hands, finding that there's nothing happening on it
"They look perfectly fine Ms. Harshwhinny."
>"I was not talking to you Anon. I was talking to the person that's sitting right beside you."
>'Thanks for clarifying, bitch.'
>You turn your head onto the person that for some reason, is sweating profusely like a 250 pound orangutan in the hot tropical jungle
>Ah, you recognise this person, though he probably can't say the same about you
>"Well? Jet Set?"
>"S-sorry, I got into an accident in art class. I was using a stencil and just cut myself, is all."
>You wonder how he cut himself in the knuckle

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>>29484419
>You see a small a drop of blood fall down and land on his paper that's underneath his note book.
>It's half covered but you can see the word 'misconduct' on it and a couple of words and a last name
>"I see, well I would require you to visit the nurse's office."
>"Oh, I'll go righ-"
>"After this class." She continued.
>You hear him mumble something before he cleans his cut with a handkerchief that is tainted with fresh blood and paint
>Then he gives you a look while you're on your notebook taking notes
>You can tell he's doing it because you can feel it on the back of your head
>What the fuck did you do?
>When Harshwhinny isn't looking in your direction anymore, you pulled out your phone and quickly read it before she does a 360
>On the phone, you see that the text was from your dad and he's asking you to meet him by the store so you can buy yourself something to eat

>You take yourself to the hallway again to attend a much more challenging class, physics
>As the name says, it's not actually what half of the people in this school think it is
>Probably that's why some of the half-brained jocks ended up in that class
>Because they probably haven't given a thought of what it actually means
>For a school that strives to be better at everything, they can't seem to measure a simple velocity
>But then again, neither can you
>Though, you do remember someone who always scores the highest in these kinds of subjects
>But the person moved to another school because of reasons involving that one event a while back
>You would also move but you're not exactly a man of change
>As you make your way to your destination, you see Dean Cadance talking to a well-dressed man in the hallways
>She seems to be in distraught though
>Deciding to know what's going on, you eavesdrop a couple of sentences before the sounds become out of reach
>"I'm quite busy right now Ms. Cadance. My department will be visited by the mayor in the next forty-three minutes." The man said impatiently

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>>29484432
>"I understand that sir, but I can't seem to find the files that was meant for you."
>"Well if you cannot find it, I must take my leave then." He said as he fixed his suit, attempting to walk away
>"Wait, at least schedule a time involving your child's behavioral issues."
>"I'm sorry, but I will be busy next two weeks. If anything, send it to me as a mail."
>His phone rang suddenly
>"Now if you'll excuse me." He says, as he pulls out his phone then walks away, leaving Cadance scratching her head, mumbling something
>While she's in thought she finally notices your presence
>"Ah, Anon wait!"
>You gave a brief sigh as you stopped walking and turned around facing her
"Yes?"
>"Anon, by any chance have you seen a piece of paper lying around somewhere after we were done transporting the files, and books?"
>You try to recall the traces you took to her office
>"We probably must've dropped one and failed to notice it after we were done transporting my belongings."
>You don't remember dropping anything along the way though
"Hmmm, I don't think I did." You say, scratching the side of your head. "Tell me, what kinda note is it? I might look for it around."
>You know you wouldn't, you're just saying it just to give the person a bit of hope
>"It's a note meant to report a student's behavioural issues."
>You just came to a realization
"I see, well I'll keep an eye out for it then. In the meantime, I need to get to class." You say as you're walking away from her, waving your hand.
>"Oh okay, if you haven't found it by the end of the day it's alright, I'll just make a new one." She yells in a moderate volume.
>"Though it's going to be a hassle." She sighs.

>You gave out an audible yawn, stretching your arms far and wide as you stepped out of the entrance of the school
>You remember that you need to go to the store with your dad today
>Usually, he picks you up from school, but it seems he's not here yet
>He didn't even leave you a message or better yet, call you

>>29484446
>You sent him a text, telling him that you'll meet him at the store
>And with that, you began your journey there
>Making yourself busy, you started listing the stuff you have to do for this month, including the upcoming test at the end of the month on your phone
>You've been absorbed with stuff for this month and recalling a couple of events, that you've failed to notice time passing by and the person you just bumped into
>"Ow! Hey watch where you're going." Said the person with an irritated, gally tone
>You also failed to notice that the person you bumped into was a girl
"Oh, s-sorry." You say, in a forgive-me-kind-of-tone
>She lets out an audible "Hmp!" before she walks to an expensive car with a well-dressed man standing next to it
>Well fuck you too
>Speaking of well-dressed man, it's the same person that you saw talking to Dean Cadance
>The man beckoned the girl to enter the vehicle without saying a word
>And a couple of seconds later, you see the car drive off
>Without wasting anymore time, you hastily started walking towards your destination

>"Hey Anon! Sorry about making you wait this long."
>You've been waiting in front of the store for about twelve minutes like a creepy stalker
>"How you doing kid?"
>He gives you a rough rub on your head
"Do you really have to do that publicly?" You say as you swatted his hand off
>"What's wrong being such a loving father with a family of two?" He says with a genuine smile
>The way he just said that part without care...
>Your dad, cheery as always
>You both stepped in, taking a cart that's right next to the others and started picking some produce
>"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you."
"What is it?"
>"My boss is giving me a new job today, and instead of a regular nightshift, I'll be going off-state to observe sewage lines in Ponesylvannia."
"And you will be doing this everyday?"
>"Well only for 4 days a week max. Then the other days are just day-off or time to get back here."

>>29484711
"By any chance are going to other states other than Ponesylvannia?"
>"Yeah of course. That is part of my job." He then raised an eyebrow as if trying to figure out something. "Why do you ask?"
"I was wondering. If you're examining other than Ponesylvannia's sewage lines." You say with a sly grin.
>"You're funny, kid." He then chuckled
"So why do you need to observe sewage lines for?" You say, as you placed the cabbage in your cart
>"Well, this is like a secret Anon, but..." He leans in close, cupping his left hand on the side of his mouth
>"There was a report that along the sewage lines, there's a secret illegal fighting arena being held underground." He whispered
"Sounds like what we see in the movies."
>"I know right? I'm like an action star or some shit. And I'll be there busting bad guys." He said, making karate poses
>You sigh with disappointment at the sight of this man-child
>But then you gloated as you realized something
"This type of job is too dangerous." You say in a mumbling tone
>Your dad heard you and gave you a light pat on the back with a genuine smile
>"Don't worry, I'll be alright. Besides, I'm not doing this alone you know? Armour will be accompanying me."
>You didn't respond or show any body language such as nodding your head in approval or scrunching you eyebrow whilst shaking your head in disapproval
>You merely just placed your groceries on the conveyor belt
>But there is worry in you that is lingering
"So you'll pay for these right?" You say
>"Of course." He said as he pulls out his card and hands it to the cashier.

>After dumping the goods in the trunk, you head to the front seat while waiting for your dad to walk to the driver's seat
>The start of the vehicle caused a vibration on your seat and the movement of the vehicle getting off the parking lot made you move your head a bit
>"So if don't mind me asking, how was school? Anything interesting that happened?"
"Why do you wanna know?"

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>>29485181
Sorry mates, this is a big green. I'm gonna rest for a bit and post again

>>29485200
No problem m8, is this prewritten or still ongoing?

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>>29485181
I'm really liking it, negro.

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>>29485387
Both I'd say

>>29485746
So theres more to write?

>>29485746
That's nice, looking forward to more.

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>>29485884
Ye

>>29485181
>"Well we barely talk, with my job and all and your school. I can't talk to you often though because of how I go home late and all." He continued. "I thought it was a good idea to have father son bonding even for a bit. Like right now for example."
>True. You don't see your dad often, or talk to him that much since whenever you wake up he's already asleep in his bed
>And you can't afford to bother him since the poor guy needs the sleep and all
>Such is a life of a corporate slave
>You decide to talk to him about school, entertaining him for a bit
"Hmmm... Well something did happen, though I don't think you will find high school romance interesting."
>From the looks of his face, it looked like it perked on interest
>"Alright. Go ahead kid I wanna hear it."
>You started gazing out the window
"Well, someone stole a document from Dean Cadance."
>"Ooooh, Cadance, I remember her, we used to know each other and all. Tell me, is she single now?"
>You scoff, knowing that it was merely a jest
"She's engaged to somebody. You know that."
>You can confirm with that ring on her ring finger as she was patting your shoulder
>"Aww that's too bad." He said with a frown but then smiled after. "So, how did it get stolen? And who's the thief?"
>You briefly tell him how someone snuck in the office by using a tool used in art class
>"And how do you know that he was using a stencil? Did you see it? Or were you guessing?"
"No, I did not see him with a stencil, though, he did mention it during class. That was my only clue. You can say it was just wild guessing."
>"During class?"
"He was sitting beside me all along."
>You then tell him about the wounds in his hand and the smell of paint emitting from his blood and paint covered handkerchief
>You then tell him how it relates to the stains on the door
>"I see. So Anon tell me, what was the reason why he did it?"
>You turn your head to his direction
>"You did mention something if I recall."

>>29485984
>You direct your gaze outside the window, taking a gander at the street lights and the dark, empty alley ways, spacing-off for just a second
>Yeah, you did mention something
>You remember saying highshool romance after leaving the parking lot
>And you do know the reason why the person named Jet Set did it
>You recall that he's always with someone in the morning and during your world studies period where he spends most of his time talking to some chick next to the front door
>And sharing an intimate spit-swap after bell
>You also recall that name or let's say, a family name that has been staring back at you during the world studies period
>That paper that has sitting on his desk wasn't meant for him
>But to someone close to him
>You finally turn your head to your dad who was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, as if waiting for an answer
"Because of his relationship with Upper Crust."
>Your dad was quite surprised by what you said by slightly scrunching his head back
>"Crust? That's the last name of my chief."
>You were also surprised
>Chief?
>You realized something as you connected the dots on your head
>The man that you saw in school and the one on the street was none other than your dad's boss
>Well that sheds the light on some things
>Now you know the full reason why Jet Set made an effort of stealing such a thing
>It's so that her dad doesn't find out
>A futile effort
>Since he already knew
>You chuckle internally
>But why?
>Why would he go to a point that he has to steal such a thing?
>You decided not to dwell far deep in thought about this sort of thing
>Since it doesn't really benefit you in any way
>And you couldn't care less
"Huh, by any chance did your boss say he was going somewhere?"
>"Well he didn't tell me personally, the station was informed that he has to go somewhere but will be back so he can have a talk with the mayor."
>He turned half of his attention to you
>"Wait how do you know this?"
"Because your boss was at my school."

>>29486143
>"Huh, for what reason?"
"To pick up that document. I overheard the conversation with him and Cadance."
>"Hey kid, isn't it wrong to eavesdrop on adults?"
"It was merely an accident and coincidence as I was making my way to my next class."
>Your father just scrunched her eyebrows at you but then shrugged his shoulders after
"I'm guessing that after the talk with the mayor, your chief talked to you about your new job."
>"Hey that's not a pretty bad guess. Spot on, kid." He says, giving you a smirk. "I'm impressed with your logical thinking and deduction skills. You should work on where I'm working at. With that skill of yours." He then chuckled
"Not a bad idea, but nah, no thanks. I'd rather be a cook or something."
>You realized that the conversation drifted off from the main topic
>Though you're not really complaining, you'd rather leave it at that
>Because your conversation pool is running out for today
>"Well bummer, it would be nice if you worked at the same job with me so we can at least hang out and have a family bonding." He says, messily rubbing your hair
"Stop that, also I don't think that's considered family bonding when both of us are working." You swatted his hand off, and then fixed your hair
>"So you're saying that you'll be working with me?" He grinned
"Not a chance."
>Your dad chuckled
>The conversation was followed with silence after that
>And just stayed at that until you both arrived at your destination
>Casa de Anonymous
>The place isn't too shabby, not too bad
>You don't exactly live in a wealthy household
>Even though you go to Crystal Prep, full of students with rich families
>It's more of a normal looking house with an average monthly pay
>Your dad slowed down the vehicle with an attempt to park it in the garage
>"Now I have one more question," He says suddenly, as he parked the car in the garage and then turning off the engines. "Why did you not tell Cadance about this?"

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>>29486160
>You were silent for only a second
>You do not answer him, but instead you give him a condescending smile as you open the door of the car, stepping outside and walking to the garage door, opening it
>There's reasons why you did not help or assist Cadance
>You may say that you were lazy
>Or pretending that you don't know
>But the reason is it's not in any of your business
>Or to be precisely clear, you don't want any part of it
>Because if you think about it, what if you actually helped Cadance in finding the paper that was stolen by Jet Set because of his desire to help and protect Upper Crust
>What if, you asked him to return the paper to Cadance?
>What if, you assisted them? Helping them at least for a bit?
>What if, rhetorically speaking, it's possible for you to return from your previous save and change your decisions in order to get a different result
>Would your life change?
>Or rather, do you believe that your life would change?
>The answer, would be no.

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>>29486224
Sorry if it it came out edgy, I think. Due to the fact that I intended for this story to focus more on realism and ideology from one perspective. Also, this green will not have switched outlooks and will only greatly focus more on Anon.


Will post the next ones soon if it interests you.

>>29486247
post the rest boyo

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>>29483195
>>29486247
More, both of you.

>>29486247
A mystery genre is always nice. Also, are you going to pastebin this?

>>29486247
Save the updates for a bit, build up some more then post tomorrow, that way there is more content per day.

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Booty

>>29487381
*BBBRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPP*

>>29475058
smells like fresh stories for my young soul

bump from 9

Sorry about the extended absence, valentine's day hit hard
Will be updating VERY SOON

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>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M42oppB2KHc
>Ignoring that quip as Rarity finally pulls the gun off her back pack you focus on what’s in front of you
>Sharply swiping downwards with your extended baton you cut the air as you tighten your grip on the palm-sized handle
>Raising your shield you step in front of Rarity leveling a glare at the shadowy mooks
“So you know how to use that thing right?”
>The blackened men slowly step towards you with an unnatural shadow obscuring their faces
>”O-of course I do darling, just give me a moment.”
>Just a quick guess, but you don’t think you’re going to get a moment standing here
>Taking a few steps forward you tilt your head slightly towards Rarity while keeping your eyes on the three men in front of you
“Take all the time you need, I’ll stall.”
>Hopefully
>The two closest advances together in the spotlight of a lamp while the third seems to be staying back
>At least they aren’t armed
>So that’s an edge you have on them
>You notice the unnatural darkness that permeates their faces appears to be blocking out the light near their hands as well
>What the hell is with that stuff?
>Just looking at it makes your hair stand on end
>You don’t know if you should go on the offensive or wait for them to make a move
>You really should’ve planned ahead for this kind of thing
>As you stare them down one breaks away from the pairing rushing towards you
>Well, that’s one problem solved!
>Stepping with your left foot forward you brace to smash into him with your shield
>Closing the distance quickly the man stops just out of arms reach lashing out with a swipe of his hand
>You almost back away in confusion before hearing, and more importantly feeling a *CHINK* against your shield
>The man throws himself off balance as you back up a bit

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>>29490960
>What the hell did he just hit you with!?
>It may be a bit dark in here, but you’re positive he was too far out to hit you!
>As your eyes dart from the new slash in your shield to the man staggering through the lamplight you notice something about his arm
>Or rather the distinct lack of his arm
>Instead of where an arm should be there’s now darkness in the form of a monstrously proportioned thing instead of an arm
>Almost like a distinct shape similar to a tendril made of nothingness sucking up the light around it
>Guess at this point it’s more of a void of light rather than just plain old darkness
>Wow, fuck that
>The man regains his footing and stands back up straight
>Looks like his other arm’s like that too
>Joy
>He resumes his slow pacing towards you as his tentacle like appendages squirm around in the lamplight dragging across the floor
>Well shit, you’re pretty sure those things have a bit more range than your dinky little baton does
>Looking around the shelves that surround you for a long item you stop as you realize something
>In this small lane that guy has no way to swing his arms around!
>He barely had enough space to swing them before, and now his arms are easily twice as long!
>With a bit more gusto than before you step forward
>If he comes at you swinging like an idiot then that’s your chance!
>You ready yourself to spring forward as he strolls forward with his head hung back eerily
>Stomping one foot down it suddenly breaks into a sprint towards you with its arms flailing behind it
“Gotcha!”
>You spring into action bringing your shield up to slam into him
>As you collide with him you see the impossible, his right tendril is swinging THROUGH the shelf on his right!
>You can’t do anything but follow through with your charge as you feel a sharp pain on your back and left shoulder
>Ramming through him you send him reeling back a few feet as he collapses against a shelf

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>>29490964
>FUCK THAT STINGS
>You back down a few feet as you clutch your left shoulder pauldron
>Are you bleeding, because you feel like you are!
>Stepping back into the light you look at your shoulder
>There’s no sign that you just got cut up
>However you can feel it
>Alongside your back and shoulder dampness begins to seep into your jumpsuit
>You stare back at the shadow mook as it slowly stands back up
>Did that thing just cut THROUGH your armor!?
>How!?
>Better yet, why didn’t it cut through your shield?
>You can SEE the slice where shield met black tentacle-thing!
>Wait, you remember something Twilight said
>Something about this shield being the first prototype for a new kind of riot shield
>Maybe it’s made of something that tendrils can’t pass through?
>Oh shit!
>Maybe you can use that, thing!
>Pressing the switch you hear the loud click from the front
>Maybe this’ll help
>You bring your attention away from the shield to the now shambling shadow man in front of you
>Wow, he’s just going to do the same thing again isn’t he?
>Almost as if to answer your question he slams a foot down before charging at you once more
>Well at least you know what to expect
>Stepping back a bit you raise your shield with the pendant exposed
>Sure enough the shadow mook swings forward with his left black tendril before it curves towards the center of your shield
>Bulls-eye!
>It’s almost as if it’s drawn to the pendant as a small rip tears through opening into a white void in front of you
>You can feel yourself being drawn to the rip as air rushes past you and into it
>As quickly as it came it disappears
>The man before you jumps back screaming like an animal flailing his tendril and now normal arm

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>>29490967
>Well looks like it worked!
>Eyeballing the shield you notice a small bar of light just above the grip
>It’s slowly draining
>Must be some sort of cool-down
>Looking back at the one tentacled man you see him crouching down outside of the light
>Running his right tendril over his left arm a few times a much lighter and smaller tendril materializes over it
>Snapping his head back to you, you notice now much less shadow obscuring his face causing a few details to bleed through the black veil
>That’s probably partly due to his now glowing pink eyes glaring at you
>Boy does he look pissed
>You can’t help but wonder why the other two haven’t joined in yet
>Daring to take a glance away from the glaring red-eyed enemy in front of you reveals that the other two are watching?
>They stand far away with darkness fully obscuring their features
>What the hell are they doi—
>Your thoughts are interrupted by a loud stomp no doubt coming from your forgotten friend
>Snapping back you get the delightful view of your friend tentacle man a few paces away charging once again
>Without a second thought you raise your shield up once more and charge into him head on
>The guy must’ve put a lot more effort into this charge as you almost get sacked out of the air
>Smashing into each other mid-stride causes you to be pushed to the left while he goes right
>You slam into a shelf and bounce back onto your ass
>With a loud *CRASH* behind you, you can assume that your friend went careening into the boxes
>Besides a few new aches you stand up relatively unharmed
>Turning around you see a new pile of boxes explode outwards as the flailing of black tendrils sends them to and fro

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>>29490971
>Calming down a bit after uncovering itself the pink-eyed shadow mook stands up twitching slightly
>Like that kind of unsettling twitch that the regeneradors had in RE4
>Slowly, it twists its body towards you
>You can finally see enough detail in its face to discern a clear look of demonic rage
>You’ve been doing nothing but smashing into him, it’s time to actually do something
>Sneaking a peek at your shield you see that the light up bar that appeared earlier is still on
>Guess that means the pendant is charging?
>Really should’ve asked for more details from Twilight
>You snap your gaze back to the still twitching dark man
>You know, you’ve been holding onto this baton for a bit and you haven’t hit him with it once
>Quite a shame that is, ain’t it?
>Loosening up your shoulders you bounce in place a bit
>You got blindsided by all this and didn’t even limber up
>Might as well do so before you attack
>Loosening up however reminds you of the massive cut that covers you from the front of your left shoulder to the middle of your back
>Doesn’t feel too deep though, more akin to a large paper cut
>That’s not to say it doesn’t sting, paper cuts sting like a mother fucker!
>Cracking your neck you ready your now limbered up legs into a springing position
>The angry eyed man stands stock still
>You feel like something’s up, but decide to press on without thinking too much
>After all, thinking too much hasn’t helped you much
>Leaping forward you charge shield first with your baton rearing back to swing
>You’ll plow into him and smash his weaker looking right tendril!
>However as you close in on him he disappears without a trace
>You stomp to a halt a few feet away from where he was
>What the absolute hell?!
>Did he just vanish, or…
>You step back a bit raising your shield and baton ready to strike

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>>29490974
>Blinking you examine your surroundings
>As your eyes dart back and forth you can’t find anything indicating where he went
>Out of your peripheral you see movement in the light, but as you snap towards it you don’t see anything
>Stepping into the light you still don’t see anything
>This is way too mu—
>”Behind you!”
>Rarity’s voice calls out from behind you
>Shit, you almost forgot she was here!
>Swinging your baton you twirl around
>Your baton passes right through the hovering shadow that was the guy you were fighting
>You know you don’t have enough time to shield as it raises its tendrils
>Well fuck
>Like lightning it begins its assault flaying your skin with cuts
>It feels almost ridiculous as numerous cuts rain down upon your arms and back
>After what seems like an eternity your left arm finally bashes the floating shadow away from you
>Reeling back you barely manage to catch yourself on your back leg
>Wow the pain feels a bit unreal
>Your entire back right arm and your left shoulder are all singing out in a harmonious song of pain
>It’s enough to almost make you drop your baton and shield
>While on one hand you’re glad that you can still feel your arms since that means they’re still attached, you do hate that you can feel EVERY GASH
>Shit, you didn’t think this guy would know thousand cuts
>Guess you should be happy it didn't hit your face
>You bear your teeth through the pain that your tiger stripes of gashes causes you to stand back up fully
>A few feet away floats the now fully ghost looking dude you were fighting
>He still only has two tendrils, but you can barely see his human body inside the ghostly exterior
>Fucker looks like a black haunter with tentacles now
>Rolling your arm once more to get a better feeling of the cuts you discover something

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>>29490976
>The cuts feel much shallower compared to before
>So they hurt like shit, but you’ll be fine, probably
>You glare down the haunter rip-off as you think of a way to approach this
>Besides not wanting to take a face full of cuts again, there’s that thing’s ability to teleport apparently
>Don’t really have a counter for that
>Wait
>Sudden realization surges forth as you think about what just happened
>You shout back while keeping an eye on the floating shadow
“Rarity, how’d you see him coming!?”
>You floaty friend twitches once more as it begins to advance towards you like an apparition
>”Uh, well in the light…”
>Huh?
>”I saw something in the light before he appeared out of nowhere!”
>Oh, so you DID see something beforehand!
>Now the real question is, did it turn invisible or teleport?
>well regardless you just need to surround yourself in light!
>You back away from the creeping black mist man and into the spotlight of an overhead light
>You already know what to do
>Lifting your shield up you point your baton at it
>Before your baton passed right through it, but you didn’t expect him to be floating back a bit
“Come and get me you ass!”
>This time you’ll bash its face with your shield before hitting the actual dude inside it!
>It stops at the edge of the light before looking up at the lamp
>What the hell is it gonna do, that lamp is a good 20ft high!
>Slamming your baton against your shield you goad it to attack you
>Ignoring you it points a tendril towards the lamp
>It’s got long tendrils and all, but they aren’t THAT lon—
>You almost choke on your spit as its tendril shoots out and pierces the light with a loud cracking noise from above
>A bit of shattered glass plinks off of your helmet in the silence
>You, you can’t even…
>You can’t stop yourself from saying
“Wow, fuck you too guy.”

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>>29490982
>With its now large white eyes and mouth on the shadow you swear it’s smirking at you
>Wow, fuck this guyX2
>You back up a bit once more as you try to think of a solution, again
>You know that light will hopefully give you a clue as to where it’s moving while it does whatever it can do, but now the problem is getting light
>The now smiling fiend twitches yet again before disappearing altogether
>Well…
>Your eyes dart around as your mind races to find a solution
>You can’t hold your phone out and hold on to your shield and baton
>Probably won’t make it to another spotlight since the nearest one is at least a few yards away
>Your forehead scrunches up as you think like your life depends on it
>Though it probably does!
>The small *clink* of falling glass on your helmet stops your thoughts all together though
>Looking up you curse the broken lamp above
>Better put on your goggles so you don’t get any in your eyes
>Wait
>OH FUCKING HELL YOU’RE RETARDED!
>You quickly snap your goggles back into place
>While the tint doesn’t really help you here you completely forgot about the ONE THING they were modified for!
>Flipping the switch on you see your red beams cut through the darkness
>This should help!
>Whipping your head back and forth you wait for your beams to find something, anything!
>You’re beginning to think it’s for not before a gleam catches your eye
>A gleam of glowing white
>You almost throw your arm out with how fast you smash your shield towards the gleam
>Guess he didn’t expect that because you get a nice solid *thunk* as your shield meets ghostly face pushing him back into the shelves
>You ready your baton to continue the assault only to stop as you see the shadow surrounding the guy dissipate
>Must’ve knocked him out as the normal non-ghostly guy lies sprawled out on the floor
>You prod the still breathing man with your foot to no response
>Well shit, you did it!

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>>29490984
And that's it for today, sorry for being gone so long shit came up
Will hopefully be updating on a regular 3 dayish schedule, but please don't wait for me as I seem to be slacking a lot more than usual
So until next time that hopefully isn't ten days from now!

>>29490984
How the fuck did this story get here from the prompt?

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>A brief panic attack and breathing exercise to calm yourself later and the four of you were all in Trixie’s car.
>On the road back, you pondered what to do about your vehicle you left in that alleyway.
>If you were lucky, it was still there.
>If it got impounded, you doubt you could explain the broken window.
>Any amount of police investigation would probably tell them it was shattered by a bullet.
>In a town with low crime rates like Canterlot, you’d have a lot of explaining to do if you wanted it back.
>...If it came down to it, your car could wait until after the war.
>It would put you at a disadvantage for a bit if your alliance dissolved, but you really didn’t want to risk being taken in for questioning.
>That sounded like a new breed of headache.
>Especially since Discord might not get you out if they decide to keep you due to his position as mediator.
>You sigh from the back seat before looking over to Trixie.
>Her eyes were completely trained on the passing scenery.
>Her expression was neutral, though a small smile crossed it from time to time.
>The fighting would start again soon.
>You weren’t sure what would happen anymore
>Forming an alliance was the farthest thing from your original battle plan for the war.
>That combined with the sudden arrival of Chrysalis and Sombra certainly changed quite a few things.
>While you had more baggage when it came to Sombra, Chrysalis was probably the greater threat.
>You hadn’t forgotten that they had probably watched you with Sunset and the rest of the girls.
>It was horrific to think about, but it was entirely possible that she had already kidnapped one of them and taken their place.
>In fact, it wasn’t just possible. It was almost certain.
>The best you could hope for was that she didn’t kill however she captured.
>Your stomach turns at the thought.

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>>29492374
Whoops, didn't reapply trip when I refreshed

>You knew getting even a little close to them was a mistake.
>And doing whatever you can to keep them safe would surely put your own life at risk.
>Damn.
>”Anon, are you okay?”
>Trixie’s voice brought you out of your thoughts.
>That’s right, you had a team now.
>Going to have to get used to vocalizing your thoughts for the time being.
“In truth? Not really.”
>You explain Chrysalis’ ability to shapeshift and your fears that she’s probably already supplanted herself.
>Saber nods gravely while driving the car.
>You had hoped she would get a chance to enjoy her party, but you needed her looking out for you.
>Trixie was completely horrified.
>You had told her a little of what made an Association magus such bad news last night.
>But the idea of someone you knew being hurt by them gave it perspective.
>”Do...do you think they’ll be alright?”
>You turn towards your window and look out it, trying to remain calm.
>It didn’t work, you feel your fists clench tightly.
“I don’t know. I hope so, though.
>For Chrysalis’ sake.
>”I will stay close in spiritual form. If we are lucky, the shapeshifter will let her guard down when she thinks no one is watching.”
>Caster spoke while stroking his chin.
>You could only hope, but it was a good idea.
>Back when she used to transform into people to play tricks on you, she had trouble suppressing her natural personality.
>However, that was years ago.
>You had no doubt that she had improved her ability to deceive others since you had seen her last.
----------
>”Here, Sunny! Have a slice of cake!”
>”Why, thank you Pinkie!...ugh...”
>You nearly facepalm as “Sunset” sneers at Pinkie as she walks away
>She even straight up tosses the piece of cake into the nearest trash bin with a roll of her eyes.
>You were about 100% certain that Sunset Shimmer had been kidnapped. Or worse.
>Fucking. Great.

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>>29492378
>You break eye contact as you notice her head swivel back to you.
>”Sunset” had been keeping an eye on you ever since the start of the party.
>That alone was a pretty decent clue, but it was really how she was talking to her friends that was the real clincher.
>That and her mannerisms were all wrong.
>For starters, Sunset didn’t move her hips NEARLY that much when she walked.
>Though she totally should, damn.
>The idle way she would lace her fingers together was completely Chrysalis as well.
>”...Sir Anonymous, I believe I know which one of your friends the enemy has-”
“I know, Caster. Trust me, I know. Also, Sir?”
>You respond under your breath to the voice in your head.
>”Just a sign of my respect. Would you prefer I call you something else? Master? Your lordship?”
“I’m not so presumptuous to ask a title from The King of Mages. Just call me Anon, anything feels sarcastic.”
>Caster’s mind-chuckle did little to lift your spirits.
>Sure enough, your car had been gone from the spot that you parked it.
>And now this.
>While you guess that it was a good thing that Chrysalis had not improved over the years, it still was troubling that she was here.
>You needed a way to get her isolated.
>Even if Sombra and their servants was somewhere waiting in the wings, you doubt they would force an all out brawl in daylight
>Meaning if you could just get her alone, the presence of Saber alone should get her to talk
>She had been keeping away from your servant all night as “Castilla” walked around the little party
>You hadn’t told her about Sunset yet, but it could wait just a bit longer
>You were worried, but the way you figured it...
>She was either captured, meaning she was safe for the time being
>Or she was dead, meaning there was nothing rushing would do
>Instead, you would take your time
>Find the right moment to get her in private
>Then find a nice quiet spot perfect for either interrogation of taking care of a body

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>>29492384
>”Heya, Nonny! Why are you sticking to this wall?”
>The Pink One finally made her way towards you, shoving a bright multi-colored piece of cake into your hands.
“It’s a very nice wall?”
>In one quick motion Pinkie throws her back against the wall next to you.
>Her face was drawn into deep contemplation.
>”Eh, it’s alright I guess.”
>Her deadpan tone actually gets a chuckle out of you.
>She suddenly gasps
>”That’s the first time I’ve actually heard you laugh, Nonny!”
>Her wide, blue eyes were brimming with excitement.
“Really? Huh...I think your right.”
>”Which is good, cause you looked suuuuuuper serious for a while there! And I was thinking ‘Gee, Anon sure looks like he could use a good laugh’, and then YOU ACTUALLY DID!”
>Your smile gives way to a bit of a cringe.
>And here you were judging Chrysalis for being easy to read.
>You look back over to her to check in.
>She was nodding politely while talking to Applejack and Rainbow.
>Her smile said “No please, go on.”
>But her eyes screamed “Kill me.”
>Well, at least she was distracted. She of all people would have been able to see the malice on your face for what it was.
“I gotta say, this party is almost exactly what I had in mind when I agreed to it. Thanks for that.”
>Besides you and the girls, there were only a few other guests.
>A group of younger girls, two of which you knew were related to Rarity and AJ.
>Apple’s older brother was there as well, talking with the owners about something.
>”Of course, Nonners! Bleh, don’t like that one. Sticking with Nonny.”
>She leaned closer to you, her eyes shifting from side to side.
>”Now, for her going away party...How are we feeling about that?”
>You scratch behind your head.
>Judging from the other’s reactions before, going away parties involved a lot of drinking.
>Something you should probably avoid while you still had three mages actively hunting you.
“I’ll keep you informed?”

>2 updates in 1 day
This is a good day.

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>>29492395
>Pinkie just nods before whipping out her phone.
>”Trade numbers.”
>That felt like a command.
>You oblige.
>She hums absentmindedly to herself as she puts the last few digits of your phone into her own.
>Your own list of about a dozen people paled in comparison to the glimpse of the library of numbers you saw on her screen.
>”While I’m at it, I should give Twilight a call...She still hasn’t shown, even though she said she would.”
>You had noticed that earlier as well.
>In fact, before “Sunset” started dripping with contempt for her friends, you had thought she might have been the one captured.
>Now, she was just a question mark.
>”But back to our original topic...This wall is fine and all, but isn’t there another wall you should be going to?”
>Pinkie gives you a playful smile.
>You have no idea what the hell she’s talking about though.
“What do you mean?”
>She gives you a shove before nodding her head towards the back wall.
>Where you see Trixie, standing alone while chipping at a piece of cake.
>The two of you had split while talking to others.
>”So, what’s happening there?”
“...Isn’t that getting a bit personal?”
>”Come on, Nonny! First neither of you show up to school yesterday, then you show up here together...Even I could figure out there’s something going on.”
>It was kind of part of the plan to let everyone think that
>But having Pinkie call you out on it made you feel surprisingly bashful.
“I’d...rather not say.”
>”Fiiiiine...Still though, that wall over there is the best one in the building. You should go try it out.”
>Pinkie gave you an over exaggerated wink before bouncing over to Fluttershy and Rarity.
>You look down at the cake in your hand before you sigh and lift a small bite with a plastic fork.
>Fucking Pinkie Pie.
>Good things she wasn’t a magus...to your knowledge.
>You wouldn’t stand a chance against her.
>And you could only imagine what devastation her wish would wrought.

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>>29492409
>Well, you were still waiting for a good moment to nab Chrysalis.
>Might as well throw Trixie a lifeline in the meantime.
>You move over to her side of the room.
>She lights up the moment she notices you joining her.
>”Hello, Anonymous! This cake is delicious, is it not?”
>She looked relieved, but her tone was still a bit forced.
“And I thought I was bad at these things. Relax, Trix.”
>She dropped her head, poking at the confectionary on her plate.
>”Trixie is sorry. She feels a bit out of place among The Rainbooms. Also...she might be slightly jealous.”
“Jealous?”
>”Pinkie was able to get this whole event together in such a short time. Meanwhile, I hold shows every week and only recently has my audience size doubled.”
>By doubled, she meant from one to two.
“This is kind of her thing, though. That, and she lives in a bakery.”
>”But magic is Trixie’s thing, Anon! Besides, this is a small Pinkie Party from what we’ve been told.”
“Well, maybe you should go talk with her. Pick her brain on how she does it.”
>You already had some ideas on the difference between Pinkie and Trixie.
>If nothing else, Pinkie harnessed the power of networking.
>But it would be better for her to find out for herself.
>One should learn directly from their master when it comes to these things, after all.
>”Do you think that’s wise? We have barely spoken to her, even at school...”
“Trust me, she’ll be fine with it. Although try to stay in the room, I-”
>”Hey Anon! I got you a drink!”
>You and Trixie both jump in shock at Sunset’s sudden appearance.
>She grinned widely, holding a glass out to you.
>...Yeah, there was something in that drink.
“Hey, thanks Sunset.”
>You take the drink from her.
>”No problem, Anon! What kind of friend would I be if I let you go drinkless?”
>You smile at her.
>If you just outright refused to drink it, she’d know that you knew.
>Instead, you get to have some fun.

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>>29492415
>There was a beat of silence as Sunset just stood in front of you, her eyes moving back and forth.
>From your drink.
>To you.
>Back to your drink.
>You.
“Anyways, like I was saying you should totally go talk to Pinkie-”
>”Aren’t you going to drink?”
>Sunset interrupted you, still smiling.
“I mean yeah, but I’m kind of busy.”
>”It only takes like a second for a sip.”
“I’m not that thirsty right now, but thanks again for the glass.”
>Sunset’s left eye twitched.
>Trixie looked completely lost.
>”Did we miss something?”
“Nah, Sunset was just looking out for me. I’m fine though, really.”
>Looking past her, a closing in AJ gave you your clean way out.
>By the way, I think Applejack is looking for you.”
>A look of sheer terror crossed Sunset’s face.
>”Well, I got to go! Make sure you stay hydrated Anon!”
>Sunset panicked at the first mention of Apple and ducked out in the direction of the restroom.
>Both Trixie and Applejack looked confused.
>”Now what was that all about?”
>AJ spoke as she walked over to the two of you.
“I dunno. She looked kind of sick though. Maybe you should check on her.”
>”You betcha I will, Anon. The least I could do since she let me rattle on about the different apples we’re growing on the orchard.”
>You smirked.
“Rattle on? She seemed so excited to get back to talking to you, though...In fact, maybe if you keep telling her it’ll make her feel better!”
>”Why, that sounds like a wonderful idea! Thanks, Anon!”
“Anytime, AJ. Good luck!”
>You wave as Chrysalis’ unknowing tormentor slowly moves to corner her.
>”...I-, Trixie doesn’t...What just happened?”
“Long story short? Chrysalis is Sunset and I’m having fun tormenting her before I deal with her myself.”
>Trixie was suddenly extremely alert.
>”Sunset seemed strange, but Trixie didn’t know her well enough to say anything...What should we-”
“WE aren’t doing anything.”
>You cut her off.

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>>29492431
>”Anonymous, we’re a team. We need to work together.”
“I know, that’s not what I meant.”
>You set your piece of cake on a nearby table as you dispose of the drink so no one drinks it.
“I mean I’m going to corner Chrysalis with Saber while you and Caster stay out of it for now.”
>Trixie looked like she wanted to object, but she just crossed her arms waiting for you to finish.
“Thanks to Archer, they probably didn’t track me to your place. They might have no idea you’re a master.”
“I’d like to keep it that way for as long as possible.”
“Especially while we don’t know what happened to Sunset...If she’s still alive, they’ll be watching me like a hawk.”
>Trixie’s expression softened as she nodded along with your words.
“If she’s alive, you and Caster will be the ones to ultimately save her. I’ll provide a distraction.”
>”...and...If Sunset’s dead?”
>You grimace.
“Honestly? Easier in the short term, we’d have no reason not to deal with Chrysalis now. But...”
>”Trixie understands. She’s sure Sunset is fine, Anon.”
>The air is somber between the two of you.
>Then you heard a retching sound from the bathroom.
>Applejack came out of the door, looking nervous.
“What happened?”
>”Ah did as you told me, Anon. I just kept telling her about our apples from outside the stall...Why are ya makin that face’?”
>Applejack had actually told Chrysalis so much about apples it made her physically sick.
>You weren’t even sure how that worked
>”Remind me to never cross you, Anonymous.”
>Caster’s voice rang clearly in your mind.
>You just smile.
>Suddenly, the door to Sugarcube Corner swung open forcefully.
>A haggard looking Twilight Sparkle stood in it’s wake, breathing heavily.
>”Girls, we’ve got to hurry! I just talked to Shiny, and Anon’s gone MISSING!!”
>The room froze before turning to you.
>Following their gaze, Twilight regarded you with shock.
“Um..hi?”

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>>29492442
That's all for this update.
I got a bit saved up beyond this so updates will be regular again for a while at least.
Next time, What the fuck is Sparkle on about?

>>29477711
F

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>>29492442
>Filename
I chuckled.

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>>29492468
>scianon, axii, damynorb and now Fate
Jesus, being Sunset is suffering

bump from 10

Nj

>>29493573

>>29494555
Trips speak the truth.

I was close to making it Pinkie but I wanted her for these scenes.

>>29494142
You're welcome, unbelievably cute gif and the anon that posted it.

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>>29492442
For some reason i imagin Twilight doing pic related

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>>29496764
>Not a pantie shot
Wasted opportunity.

Sunset is the catalyst of bat shit

>>29490999
TRIPS OF FORGIVENESS!

>>29496764
Kek, I thought I was the only one.

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>>29492468
I gonna make a wild guess

Trixie is Saber

>>29499589

>>29499755
Dubs confirm

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>>29499755
>>29501455

Lord kek is showing us the future!

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>>29501455
>>29501501
But the important question still remains unanswered
Does people die when they're killed?

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happy dj bump

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>>29492442
>>29486224
>>29483195

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All these new writers, guess ill add to the pile

"Hey girls, you ever wonder why Anon is always alone."
>The six of your close friends come up from their lunches and give you quizzical looks as you stare back at Anon's space.
>Void of any interaction with others, Anon eats his lunch in complete and utter silence.
>If it weren't for the active cafeteria of students around enjoying their chance at a good meal and conversation, you'd say he isn't even making any noise when he eats.
>"I don't know sugarcube, beats my odds of guessin. What'd you suppose Rarity?"
>Rarity shrugs, her mind beginning to go deep into thought.
>"I'm not quite sure, I'm positive that I've seen him meandering about after school, but other than that I'm clueless sorry to say."
>You move your attention to the other four, but the most you get is more confusion.
>"I don't see him in any of my advanced classes, but he seems to be the smart type to me."
>Everyone looks at Twilight with a look of disbelief.
>"Wow! And that's coming from egghead."
>Twilight pouts and continues on with the only lead thus far.
>"I might be more into my studies than most, but that does not mean I am socially inept! I just think that he might be a bit smarter than what others might let on."
>Smarter huh? Maybe you just need to go talk to him and see for yourself.
"What about you Rainbow? What do you think?"
>Rainbow Dash shrugs nonchalantly.
>"I don't know. The only people I could think of are from the sports teams, but I don't think Anon is in any sports teams. Trust me, I'd know, even if he was the most unnoticeable guy on the team. It's what I have to do as a leader. And I mean, you'd expect a guy like him to at least be in soccer or something. Guy looks fit from what I notice."
>You both nod in agreement, leaving only two at the table without explanation.
>But... you'll take Fluttershy's pleading waves of embarrassment in jest.
>Which leaves only Pinkie, surprisingly.
"Pinkie! You must know something about Anon right?"

>>29503616
"Anon, Pinkie. Do you know him?"
>Pinkie looks at you clueless.
>"Anon? Nope, not a bit!"
>... Wut?
>No serious, Pinkie of all people!?
"How could that be!? Surely you've noticed him and at least tried to talk to him."
>Pinkie begins to look nervous around the group as eyes dart every which way.
>"Well, I would and I really do wanna, but whenever I go near him, my Pinkie sense goes off the roof! I can't control myself and as soon as I know it, I'm at least a few mile away from where I last went a few feet next to him... I got so many absences, I'm glad I had enough sick days, otherwise the cakes would have my cooter."
>Ignoring that analogy, you look back at Anon, who's now... talking to someone on the phone?
>And a really old tech at that, what is that? A Nokia?
>He quickly hangs up the phone and gets up from the table.
>As he passes by your table, you can only get a quick glance out of him as he leaves through the cafeteria doors and proceeds through the hallway.


>You make your way through the hallway and approach the entrance to the school.
>You open the doors, making sure no superficials are following or looking, and walk on by.
>Damn, that statue will never change will it?
>You cross the sidewalk and pass by the first intersection.
>Only a couple of bystanders, you should probably wait it out.
>You take cover in a nearby alley and wait a few for the passersby.
>Your backpack doesn't make it easy to stay hidden.
>Damnit, why'd you bring it in the first place?
>You could have easily left it in some random locker, but the chances of someone actually checking that locker during your time away from school is too high.
>A few more moments and the walkways are clear.
>You make your way past another intersection and make for a right.
>Quickly now, you don't want to keep him waiting.

>>29503625
>Something something boulevard, Crappy pony street one, crappy pony street two.
>You take boulevard and count the number of cracks in the walls.
>Three alleyways separated by stores.
>You take the second one and dive in.
>You take a second to look back and be wary of any more passersby.
>Good thing this street's abandoned at the moment, clear to see targets.
>Coast is clear, you move further in.
>Yup, the classic dumpster alley with two trash cans.
>Stray filth runs from it's capsule leading further into the alley.
>Grimy, dark, just how you're used to.
>You walk between the two trash cans and lean against the old, worn out brick walls.
"Clear, get out of that filthy thing you dirty animal."
>It takes a second, but any second longer and you would have flipped the thing.
>The trashcan to the right begins to cackle and sounds of trash being pushed on through fills the alleyway.
>The lid is popped and is lifted by your mischievous cohort covered in filth and fermenting food products.
>"Yo! Howya doin' buddy!"
"Shut it and give me the tools."
>He grimaces and ducks his head back into the filth to rummage around in it some more.
>God, his voice is gonna give you a helium-induced coma.
>"Yeesh! Stone cold as always ay chum? Don't worry, I got the goodies right here."
>A few more discarded heaves of effort and the usual black case sprawls out into view, along with his black, small, pathetic waste of a hand.
>You take it, making sure little to no skin contact is made.
"The usual right?"
>He looks at you with a bit of uncertainty.
"What is it numbskull?"
>"Well..."
>He taps his fingers about nervously.
>"They might have cut down on the numbers a bit..."
>They...
>Did...
"WHAT!?"
>You quickly throw the suitcase down on the floor and the click of the lock releasing brings you the despair of expectation.
>You lift it up and see it.
>Your beautiful, well-acquainted, black revolver fit to your specific specifications.

>>29503635
>But... with only a pathetic eighteen shots...
>An eighth of your normal amount......
"Pint shot... What the hell is this?"
>Pint squirms a bit in the trash, being the depriving animal that he is, and hands out a paper.
>"You might wanna look at this!"
>What is this...
>Oh what the fuck is this?!
> Dear Anonymous,
> I know it is quite hard to limit the amount of bullets you use, but fifty-eight for a single corpse is drawing the line. You are here to do business, and I know it is hard for you to contain yourself, but this is an official matter here. Therefore, instead of seeing this as irrational punishment, think of this as a challenge for yourself. If you can return with six bullets, I will give you your jacket back. Twelve and you get your regular amount back. All. Eighteen. Bullets. You get your knife back. And as extra insurance, I've marked all eighteen bullets as well as the gun. I will know if you went and bought replacement bullets. So use your resources wisely.
> Yours Truly,
> Liter
>...
>......
>"Uh... you alright there chum?"
>You really want to unload a full round into his face right now.
>That would be six bullets down in an instant.
>The other twelve would be going straight down Liter's throat.
>But...
>You grip the suitcase tightly and cringe, showing your unrelenting canines.
>Your knife... limited edition...
>You begin to sweat under the pressure.
>This would make it a whole lot easier.
>And if you don't use it, you'll have to resort to theft.
>There's no way you're finding another premium armament like this one with the funds you have.
>You'd have to complete this job with full stars.
>You have the muscle, you just need the convenience.

>>29503635
>>29503625
>>29503616
name?

>>29503646
>You've been wanting to get your knife back from the boss, but you were never sure how to go about it.
>You were planning on shooting him in the head after finding info on his cache, but apparently not even the core members know what's inside.
>Big mystery with no reward in sight.
>But now, you have something to work with.
>You close the case and hand it back to Pint.
>"Uh... sir?"
"I won't be needing it for this one."
>Pint looks at the case and then back at you before nodding with excitement.
>"You got it! Just make sure not to be too stab-happy now!"
>Pint dives back into the trash and the constant metal noise finally dies down.
>You'll never be able to explain how that midget can disappear and appear all over the place, but at least he knows when to shut his trap.
>You can respect him for that.
>So this whole endeavor was pointless eh?
>Fits joining these god damned mobsters, always full of surprises and requirements.
>Good thing you fit the book just about right.
>Now... let's see here.
>You push through your pockets and pull out the scrap of paper.
>Dried drops of blood as always, never an easy chore to find the good ones.
>Uncrumbling the paper, you read the descriptions of the targets.
> 1. Rainbows 2. Hick 3. Dresses 4. Animals 5. Glasses 6. Annoying
>Yup, fits every description.
>Now you just need to get 'acquainted'.
>But first, you'll need to find a replacement knife.
>You really do hate cheating, but you'll repay her somehow.
>Probably the old fashion way you think as you walk out of the alleyway and begin your patient trek back.


>Lunch is over and everyone has taken there seats in the classroom.
>Ms. Harshwinny goes through the stacks of paper as always, making sure not a single page goes ungraded.
>Ugh... if only Ms. Harsh wasn't right after lunch.
>You are Sunset, and this is torture.
>Finally, you hear the chime of the bell and the very-last-second students rush in.

>>29503655
>You don't think you could play with death like those guys, but you gotta admit that it must be like an adrenaline rush for them everyday.
>Ms. Harshwinny gets up and closes the door, following it with a soft "hmph".
>"Alright class, today weumbm..."
>Ah, tuned out like filler.
>You wonder where Anon went during lunch.
>Probably went to the library to study you bet.
>You know that Twilight goes there daily though, so that might not be correct, she would have certainly told you that.
>Then he must have... left school?
>You aren't quite sure, but that might be one option, the second being the library, and third being that he may have visited a teacher or something.
>You should ask around some more before approaching him though, you don't want to make a friend blind!
>But... the thing with Pinkie has you a bit worried.
>You'd be a fool to ignore Pinkie's warnings, heck anyone would.
>No matter! You will make Anon your friend!
>You just need to find out a proper way to go about this.
>How about... a friendly chat in the hall?
>You can't find him in the halls.
>Maybe a friendly chat in the cafeteria?
>He does appear to like his solitude, but it's your only opening right now...
>Oh! Maybe if you can find him after school!
>Rarity did mention his meandering about, so that might work!
>You clasp your hands together and try your best not to yell out your thoughts during another one of Harshy's rants.
>It's settled! As soon as you see Anon after school, your gonna give him the wonderful gift of friendship!
>The class period comes and goes and soon, the bell rings once more.
>You practically skip through the door as everyone shakes there drowsiness away.
>No time for sleep, you have to tank through this, for Anon's sake!
>You pass a few students and eye the entrance to the next class.
>You practically make a break for it, rushing straight towards it, bu-OOOMPH!?
>.... Ouch... that really hurt...
>You lean upward and rub your head before looking back up.
>A-... Anon?

>>29503662
>Oh jeez, this might be the worst introduction ever.
>No no, stay calm!
>Just play it off, don't let this damage him emotionall-
>"Oh no, where are my manners. Here, let me help you."
>Wuh uHAHAAAAAH!?
>Anon pulls you straight up.
>Directly into his peripherals.
>...... He looks...
>"I'm quite sorry for the interruption sweet-heart. You looked quite determined."
>His smile suits his mood almost perfectly.
>You can't help but look at him in disbelief.
>Oh no, you're freezing up, quick say somethi-!
"Hi Sunset, I'm handsome! Wanna be friends?"

>>29503647
Oh yes! Name, of course. I go by Cookies if you may. Not sure if any have heard of me on this thread, but I am hoping to expand a little as a way to improve my writing.

Best wishes to those with open arms, for I only wish to provide.

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>>29503655
>It's Anon 47
YES

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>>29503667
>"Hi Sunset, I'm handsome! Wanna be friends?"
Nice desu

>>29503698
Never heard of you, but welcome to the thread.

>>29483195
>>29486247
>>29503698


Damn, three new writers in three days

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>>29503616
>Cookies advertised it as a Metal Slug Anon
>Ends up as a Anon 47

Still gonna read it tho

>>29503698
Hot damn, we got the technomancer story and the agent 47 assassin story now. If we get lucky we might just get the Blacklight virus Anon banging a certain pair of cougars.

>>29503698 cockfish is here now too?! Hot dog!

>>29503616
it seems you missed a line between Sunset and Pinkie here>>29503625

>>29503655
Huh, so we got another story with Anon sent to kill the mane 6, why?

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preemptive bump

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>>29505776
yesss

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>>29506736
Post more nigger.

>>29506275
Unf

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Update coming tonight or tomorrow night

In the meantime pray for me, at a family gathering and my hot, single cousin I've known since childhood is flirting with me in front of our parents.

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>>29510235
>Hot, single cousin is flirting with me.
>>/irt/
You know you want it.

>>29510235
>nohooves is only good for a hatefuck

Good luck with that. Stay pure. Remember all those wizard powers you'll be getting.

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>>29510235
We're /incest/ now.

>>29503667
>"Hi Sunset, I'm handsome! Wanna be friends?"
Nigger, what? Kek

>>29492442
God bless you. Don't kill Sunset, pls.

>>29486224
Post moar! WOO!

>>29483195
Holy shit, Nayaa! Moar?

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>>29510235
I pray for your success, some good time, and a sore hip the next day, tiger

>>29511059
>are you going to take me by force
NAYAA, FOR FUCKS SAKE! Usually I would say draw, but this time write.

>>29511080
Thank you for agreeing with me on the most>>29511059
OBVIOUS SHIT YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO BE DOING, and on to another subject Fapman, WHY ARENT YOU WRITING?!

>>29510235
Oh kinky~

>>29511059
lewd

>>29510611
>>29511080
Write you faget.

>>29510235
....take her out back and fuck her brains out you lucky bastard, or wait until the rest of the family is out and break your hips. Remember, BALLS DEEP IS VICTORY!

>>29511265
>>29511298
UHHHHHHHH

Because my story is shit, and I'm scheming another story, a better one.

>>29511363
FINISH YOUR DAMN STORY FAPMAN!

>>29511487
IT'S NOT A GOOD STORY, ANONYMOUS.

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>>29511533
YES IT WAS, NOW FUCKING FINISH IT YOU ASSHAT! RAINBOW DASH IN FUCK ME PANTS DEMANDS IT!

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"Wait out here." you order Sky Stinger.
>Wordlessly, he slumps down against the wall and buries his head in his arms.
>Holding back your disgust, you enter the Headmaster's chambers.
>Compared to the hall outside, the lights are turned down to a almost non-existent level causing your eyes to adjust slightly.
>Master Sombra is reading a book and writing something down within the margins.
>"You're back." he says not looking up. "You have found the problem?"
>Kneeling down, you keep your head lowered.
"Yes Master. It's-"
>"Sunset Shimmer, there is no need for you to bow to me." he interrupts. "Please, rise."
"Yes sir." you say.
>Standing up at attention, he gestures for you to continue.
"The intruder is Anonymous."
>"Anonymous? The Wolf witcher correct?"
>You give the Headmaster an affirmative nod.
>Setting his pen down, he folds the corner of the page and closes his book.
>"Then Tirek was correct in assuming he would be coming after you and Twilight Sparkle."
>Master Sombra pushes himself from his desk and walks around the desk towards the window.
>"Have you taken care of him?"
>You grit your teeth but opt to answer truthfully.
"No, I was not able to best him. He is on his way as we speak."
>"I must admit, it still comes as a shock that one of my very own would even think of betraying me."
"He is not alone sir. There are five others with him."
>"Oh?"
"Two of Twilight Sparkle's friends, Rainbow Dash and Applejack, her brother, a vampire, and a werewolf."
>"Interesting. I'll be sure to have the staff prepared for their arrival. Is there anything else I should be aware of?"

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>>29511594
"Rainbow Dash and Applejack both have the same magical power that I possess; Not only that but Rainbow Dash was also trained by Anonymous, though she does not have the same dedication that *I* have."
>"Very good." he says.
>Turning to you, he sets his arm on your shoulder, "Though you did not stop him, you did provide me with something just as valuable: information."
>You see the man give a small smile which makes your chest well up with pride.
>"For your first assignment, considering your opposition, you've done well witcher. Now, go to the infirmary and patch that wound up. Our timetable is going to be slightly accelerated."
"Yes sir."
>"Once that's done, I will require all my available witchers to report to the main hall. You are dismissed."
>Bowing your head, you open the door and make your way out as Master Sombra takes his seat behind his desk.
>"Send the boy sitting outside my door in if you could. We have a few things to discuss."
"Yes Headmaster."
>Exiting the room, you kick Sky Stinger in the shin making the recruit recoil in pain.
"The Headmaster wants to see you."
>You march past him and towards the infirmary.
>Putting some distance between yourself and the Headmaster's office, another series of painful throbbings suddenly cause you to flinch.
>The pain quickly shifts from a simple headache to almost unbearable levels, like someone is ripping your skull in two.
>Not... again!
>You unwillingly start bashing your head against the wall like someone possessed with the resulting impacts hard enough to leave some blood against the surface and leaking down your face.
>Clutching your head, you stumble onto the cold stone floor.
"Augh!"

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>>29511620
>It feels like your insides are on fire!
>You end up rolling on the ground in agony, grasping at your hair in some twisted attempt to make the pain stop!
>[I WILL NOT LET YOU CONTROL ME!] a voice says.
>Your medallion rumbles on its chain to the point where it feels like it might yank itself off.
>Someone...
>Master Sombra! Help m-
>Shooting up, you try to regain your bearings.
>A heavy amount of sweat has formed all along your brow.
>Where... what...? Oh dear Celestia your head hurts so bad...
>Staring at your hands, you see the dried blood covering your right glove.
>Something on your back is preventing you from turning your body properly.
>Reaching around you feel the handle of a sword hilt. Then, it all comes back to you.
>The Trial, the mind control spell, being sent to almost kill Anon...
>Vapor Trail's death...
>It almost seems like a bad dream.
>Like you were able to see everything that happened, but you weren't in control of your body.
>Instead it was that... other you...
>The you before the Fall Formal. Only subservient to that Headmaster.
>A scary thought occurs to you, is that the real you? Did the magic of Friendship only just make a new personality?
>Is your current self just a magical manifestation of the Elements of Harmony?
>No...
>That's...
>Your friends... wait!
>Manifestation or not, you need to warn your friends and help Twilight!
>Scrambling to your feet you frantically try to remember where Twilight is being held so you two can esca-
>Your entire body freezes as everything becomes blurry and unfocused.
>A chill goes up your spine and everything feels cold as the other you reasserts herself.
>Taking a deep breath, you scowl.

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>>29511640
>That was close. Almost lost control of your body for a second to that *presence* in the back of your mind.
>There's no doubt about it, it's not just a figment of your imagination. Some *thing* is trying to assert itself on you.
>Whatever it is, it's more than just your conscience manifesting itself. The fact your medallion reacted like it did is confirmation of such.
>You slap yourself hard across the face, enough to leave a mark.
>Doubling your pace, you continue towards the infirmary to see if there's anything to rid you of this annoyance.

>Sitting in a chair, you wait in a large circular room as the Viper witcher watches you like a hawk.
>[You should have killed him when you had the chance.]
>You should have. But then again, that wouldn't have changed much now would it? Sunset would have still found you trying to escape.
>Shifting in your seat, you inconspicuously look around the room for anything you could use to your advantage.
>Something Shining taught you to do in case you were ever in trouble.
>You hope he's doing okay...
>Word must have made it to him by now that you were missing.
>[He must be riding the witcher's ass hard for letting you get captured.]
>Suddenly the door to the room creaks open and steps in Grogar, Sombra and Tirek.
>"Are you sure about this?" Grogar asks his master.
>"Yes, we are going to have company soon. From what I've been told by our newest member, one of the intruders is a vampire."
>"I know who the girl is referring to." Tirek says. "She is a Higher Vampire."
>Vinyl?
>Vinyl's here?
>"Then that only exacerbates the problem." Sombra says.
>"Do we have anything to contain the vampire?" Grogar questions. "My spells will do me no good with the speed those creatures possess."
>"For a short time yes." Tirek answers, "There's a cage within the cellar-"

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>>29511663
>Grogar becomes incredulous, "Cages? What are cages going to do against a higher vampire?!"
>"Easy sorcerer." Sombra says, "Those cages are made of a special alloy that prevents the higher vampire from changing into their incorporeal forms."
>"And where did you encounter such a tool?"
>"During a... research expedition to Toussaint. In an ancient ruin legend says was utilized by clans of vampires."
>The sorcerer strokes his beard, "But why would they have cages designed to inhibit their own?"
>Tirek snorts, "Traitors, prisoners, does it really matter?"
>"I suppose not. But sti-"
>Sombra cuts him off with a wave of his hand, "Enough, let us change topic for our guest."
>You glare at the three men.
>"Jericho, please wait outside." Sombra commands.
>Bowing his head, the witcher takes his leave, but not before giving you one last glance as he walks by.
>"Tirek is the device ready?"
>The bear witcher reaches into his fur-lined jacket and pulls out your magic-o-meter.
>"It is Headmaster. All the Places of Power have been drained completely."
>Handing it to Sombra, the latter inspects the device with an amused expression.
>"Good. Now the only thing we can do is prepare for our uninvited guests. In just a couple of hours we'll have our moment."
>Wait...
>Did he just say "hours"?
>The Conjunction is that close?!
"My friends, they'll stop you."
>"They'll try Twilight Sparkle. Though by being led by one of my own witchers it should make this rescue attempt interesting."
>"You seem to have a lot of faith in them." Grogar states. "A shame that they, along with your brother will be among the corpses."
>Gripping the armrest of your arms tightly, your nails dig into the wood.

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>>29511688
>I
>Shining... Shining is here too?
>Memories of his last encounter with the transmundane flash back. How he was injured; all the pain and trauma Chrysalis caused both him and you.
>[You can't let that happen again.]
>No...
>[If Shining gets here, he's not going to survive this.]
>Shining's tough. He's-
>[He's out of his league.]
>...
>[Let your rage fester.]
>The noise of your invention being opened draws your attention towards it.
>It has large amounts of Power stored inside...
>Your vision focuses solely on the tool you built.
>In a frenzy you lunge towards the magic-o-meter.
>Magic...
>You nEeD tHE POWER! WITH MAGIC YOU CAN UNLEASH ALL HEL-
>Unfortunately for you, Tirek is much faster than you.
>Grabbing you by the throat, he halts your attempt in mid-assault.
>Your glasses are knocked off your head and fall to the ground.
>"Easy Tirek."
>Turning towards Grogar, Sombra gestures towards you, "Doyen, I don't want another outburst like that. See if you can't reign her in like you did Sunset Shimmer."
>"Yes Headmaster."
>The old man steps in front of you and raises his staff, the bells attached to his belt chimes once as mystical energy visibly forms around his hand.
>He chants some sort of incantation as orange mist travels from his hands to around your head.
>Almost immediately, your mind starts feeling a bit hazy.
>[The fool.]
>The sorcerer waves his arms in random-looking, but fluid patterns as he channels his magic into his spell.
>But his face begins contorting as sweat builds up around his temples.
>"Grogar?"
>"I'm... encountering resistance."

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>>29511735
>Sombra stays quiet.
>Tirek frowns, "Resistance? From what?"
>"There seems... to be something pushing me ba-"
>Unexpectedly, the man is knocked back onto his rear as blood leaks out from Grogar's nose.
>Wiping his nose, the man's nostrils flare and his eyes widen.
>"You insolent gi-!"
>"That's enough Grogar."
>Tirek can't help but snicker at the old man’s anger.
>"It seems you're losing your touch wizard."
>Grogar huffs and fixes his robes, "This girl has a much stronger mind than I anticipated. If you'll allow me to try again I ca-"
>"... No." Sombra says shaking his head, "If we had more time. Come, we have to assemble our defenses."
>"But Head-"
>"Now." the Headmaster says in a stern tone.
>Silently, the two men comply and follow Sombra out of the room as Jericho walks back in.
>He notices your cracked glasses on the ground and picks them up.
>Handing them to you, he looks at you with some concern.
>"I am to take you back to your quarters." he says reaching to help you up. "Are you... are you well?"
>You slap his hand away and walk out of the room.
>[Just a little longer Twilight. Just a little longer and this will all be over.]
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>>29511768
That's all for now.

Things have been really busy the past week, but now I have some time off. I'll try to get out the next bit sooner.

>>29511791
Based Axii.

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>>29511768
>So soon Sunset is snapping from the mental control
Now what the hell imma gonna do with this dozen of Sunset Sombra drawings?
>Jericho concerned for SciTwi
Pray tell axii, how does he look like
I need it for... reasons

It feels like we're approaching the end and while I'll be sad to see it end I'll be glad that there actually is an end rather than being one of those greentexts that just keeps on going until the writer eventually gives up and leaves it unfinished.

I also get the feeling this won't end with all sunshine and rainbows, something is going to be bad somewhere.

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>>29511640
SHE'S STILL THERE.

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Yeah if the update comes today it's going to come super late at night.

I've kind of got my hands full.

Also not going to link all the posts but I love you faggots.

>>29511952
>Shitposting and groping at the same time
Teach me fampai

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>>29511927
>So soon Sunset is snapping from the mental control
>Now what the hell imma gonna do with this dozen of Sunset Sombra drawings?
Hang yourself with it.
>Jericho concerned for SciTwi
>Pray tell axii, how does he look like
>I need it for... reasons
Second verse same as the first, in fact, here is some instructions.
>>29511941
But it will be one hell of a ride. Cant wait to see what he does next.

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>>29511952
I am not jealous.
>>29506736
>>29506890
Have a cougar Lulu.

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>>29511981
Wow rude

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>>29506890
>>29506736
>>29505776
>>29512004
pic that inspired it all.
>>29512043
MC is shit, so was the shitposting that followed.

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>>29475006
>that pic

Still can't get over this dollar store twilight thing where Anon is like 30 dating a high school kid.

>>29512095
Oh please, that's just his age by human years, he is still young enough to do it, its like in Hellboy, the reverse dog years thing. And besides, Twilight was WAY worse, the guy was 100+ fucking a highschooler. Among the other things he did to her. Stalking, control issues, and the teeth C section being a big part. Or getting her pregnant with an undead monster instead of, you know, taking the easy option and just turning her.

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>>29511927
Unfortunately, I haven't really visualized his appearance much. But probably a more ragged, almost insomniac looking version of pic.

So apparently Sunset is a weed with a food truck.

>>29513732
meant weeb, fuck.

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Something dumb while im writing

>>29514046
That was one of the weirdest things mortal kombat did. Though Babalities topped that.

>>29513200
Huh, that guy is from the Sleepy Hollow series.

>>29514046
I chuckled.

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Appul

fg

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>>29517237
Those two are made of sex.

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>>29490984
>You look back to Rarity while pointing at the downed henchman with your baton
“I did it!”
>She nods with a look of uncertainty before pointing past you
>”Well, that’s one down…”
>Oh yea
>Turning your head towards the other two shadowy mooks who stand further down the end of the isle you take off your goggles
>Well getting a closer look one stands at the end, and the other stands in the large opening past the previous one
>You don’t know what to be worried about more, the fact that two more of them ahead
>Or that they stood there and intentionally watched your fight with senior tentacles without butting in
>Regardless, you’re getting worried
>Your train of thought is broken as you notice Rarity seemingly inspecting you as she walks around you
>Uhhh
“You alright?”
>Stopping in front of you she jabs a finger in your direction
>”That’s the question I should be asking YOU!”
>What, you’re fine
>Well asides a few dozen giant paper cuts, but those just sting
>”I don’t know what he did, but I saw him hit you quite a few times dear…”
>Stepping closer she squints at your armor
>”But I can’t SEE anything; It’s like he didn’t even touch you.”
>Oh yea, she probably couldn’t see that the guy could phase through shit like his name was Kitty Pryde
>If that’s the case, you don’t really see why she should have to worry
>You’re perfectly fine as is
>Guess it’s a good thing most your face is covered because you’re about to lie SO hard
>Dusting your pauldron off as nonchalantly as possible you smirk at Rarity
“Yea he TRIED to hit me, but I guess the armor Twilight gave me IS pretty tough.”
>You begin to flex dramatically much to the horror of your fresh cuts
“Didn’t even feel that last thing he did; felt more like a bunch of angry flies buzzing around rather than an attack.”

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>>29517305
>Rarity’s staring into your eyes with skepticism that burrows deep into you like a drill as you hold your pose
>She focuses with such intensity that eventually you can’t help break your pose and turn towards the two men who await you ahead
>If she doesn’t believe you, then you’ll just have to fake it till you make it!
>Can’t question you if you’re too busy fighting!
>Yep, that sounds like a completely reasonable plan!
>”Well if you’re sure that you can keep go—“
>Several loud bangs interrupt her drawing your attention away from the stone statues of men and to behind you where Rarity stares holes at the collapsed shelves
>What the hell’s going on ove—
>Oh shit, that’s right!
>You were separated from Rainbow and Applejack!
>Rarity turns to you with a troubled look
>”Anon, we n—“
>You cut her off with a curt nod
“Let’s get over there ASAP.”
>Her conflicted frown turns into a determined smirk as she nods back
>Turning around you almost begin advancing towards the enemy who was so kind to watch your last fight before stopping
>A nagging thought resurfaces from your mind after seeing her
>You almost forgot that Rarity was even here that last fight!
>Spinning on your heel you point at her with a finger on your baton hand
“By the way, this time do me a favor and help out with this one?”
>You’re big and strong and all, but these guys have magic
>And well, magic is bullshit plain and simple
>Rarity looks away as the gun thing dangles from her hands
>”I, uh couldn’t get a clear shot…”
>Couldn’t get a, well no that makes sense
>You WERE just fighting in like a 10 foot square
>Kinda hard to aim a shot without risking hitting you
>Well now you feel like a dick

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>>29517310
>Scratching the side of your head through your balaclava you look away from the down-trodden Rares
“Oh yea, guess that makes sense…”
>Then there’s only one solution!
“Guess I’ll have to bring them out into the more open area outside this isle!”
>Seemingly regaining a bit of a smile she opens her mouth before stopping halfway and pointing behind you
>”Anon, dear you might want to look behind you now.”
>Hm?
>You quick-turn a full 180 to see what‘s she pointing to
>No way, GOD diddly damnit…
>Facing you is, you
>Well kinda
>The guy waiting at the end of the isle now looks like a shadowy duplicate of you, but that’s not anything TOO surprising anymore
>No, what’s really grating your cheese right now is that he’s assuming the pose you made before fighting his buddy
>He’s mocking you isn’t he?
>”I believe he’s trying to be cool as well darling.”
>You weren’t trying to be cool!
>The sound of scrunching leather squeaks out as you grip your baton angrily
>You’re going to kick the shit out of this guy
“Ya know what; maybe you can help me with the next guy.”
>You begin to stomp towards the silhouette you rearing to go as Rarity calls out behind you
>”Are you sure; we could try pushing over a shelf and climbing over it, they don’t seem to be in any hurry to come after us.”
>Doesn’t seem like a valid option
>You stop mid-stride and look over your shoulder
“You really think they’ll just stand around if we try to leave another way?”
>Rarity scrunches her face with uncertainty as she looks away from your gaze
>”Well, no, but you can’t just go down the line and fight each of them by yourself!”
>Shrugging you turn around back to face your mirror self
“It’s how I’ve handled all my problems so far.”
>Granted they usually weren’t magical, but why throw away a tried and tested modus operandi?
>You continue your march towards your next opponent in silence

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>>29517317
>This isn’t good
>Anon isn’t being himself
>He may seem normal, but you can see it
>It isn’t as obvious as before outside, but he has a bit of a pink gleam in his eyes
>You’re beginning to think it may have something to do with the dreadful cloud cover you’re under
>He’s needs help with this, and…
>You look down to the practically useless over-sized hairdryer in your hands
>And just because you can’t doesn’t mean that Aj or Rainbow couldn’t!
>You need to clear the path to them so they can help out Anon
>Turning away from Anon and back to the collapsed mess of shelves that separates you from your friends you nod
>It may take some work, but you can clear this up!
>It’s certainly not the biggest mess you’ve had to clean before
>Especially not since that time Sweetie tried to paint all those backgrounds for the talent show a few years ago
>So much paint wasted and so little of it on the actual backgrounds…
>Shaking your head you refocus on the almost literal mountain in front of you
>You can focus on this while Anon distracts the men waiting for him
>Hopefully he’ll be able to hold them off for a bit on his own…
>What are you saying?!
>This is Anon you’re talking about!
>In these past few short days he’s more than proven to be a match for whatever comes his way!
>Even if you KNOW he’ll need some help, you can at least be assured that he can stall like he said before
>Alright, you may not be able to use the vacuum thing this mechanical suit has, but you CAN use the part that makes you stronger!
>Putting the gun on your backpack you decide to begin grabbing small items before you can focus on the shelves themselves
>It may seem daunting, but your fears ease themselves slightly as you realize just how light the boxes are thanks to Twilight’s invention
>This’ll be done in no time, just hang on Anon!

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>>29517325
>Coming to a stop a few yards away you glare at the mirror you
>He’s put his baton down now and is now mimicking your stance
>Never realized just how much you slouch sometimes
>The mimic stares back at you, but with a much more amused expression
>It’s like he’s trying to tick you off
>Well, it’s working
>You take a deep breath and close your eyes
>This guy wasn’t nearly as tall as you before, in fact he seemed kind of scrawny from what you remember
>Opening your eyes you take note of his stature
>It seems to be pretty much yours
>So besides the occasional shadowy whisp and his overall darker tone there’s not much physical difference
>However, even with magic you wonder if he’ll be as physically strong as you are
>Why not find out?
>This time you’re going to put your all into it
>Bringing your shield to bear you crouch behind it slightly as you sprint towards the mimic
>In sync with you the mimic does the exact same charging towards you with raised shield
>As you hurtle yourself towards the mimic you find yourself having a second thoughts about this
>However even if you wanted to stop now, it’s far too late
>Slamming into him is like running face first into a brick wall, and while you think some might actually win against one, you are not one of those people
>Instead of the initial bounce back or you ramming through him you assumed would happen you get secret option C
>Which is HIM almost ramming through YOU
>What in the absolute fuck!?
>Through a bit of luck, proper footing, and overwhelming force of will you’re just barely able to hold your own against this steamroller
>What is with this guy!?
>He may have been scrawny before, but contrary to his looks he’s SUPER strong!
>Almost immediately though he backs off and mimics your posture
>Ragged breathing and defensive stance included
>Ok, so maybe you underestimated him a bit

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>>29517335
>Focusing on him you steady your breathing while reevaluating your plan
>So this guy is now as strong if not a bit stronger than you
>Sure you may have underestimated him when you charged, but that shouldn’t have been TOO big a problem if you were stronger than he was
>Wait, what the hell is wrong with you?
>Why would you just charge him like some sort of idiot?
>He has MAGIC, even dinky little flash was able to become as strong as you are with his!
>Why WOULDN’T this guy be strong?
>As you begin to realize that your head throbs like someone decided to use your skull as a war drum
>Through scrunched eyes you can see a flash of something on the mimic’s face as he copies you
>Holding your fist against the bridge of your nose you try to relieve the pressure building in your head
>Was that, confusion?
>Huh, maybe he…
>The pressure in your head begins to fade as you refocus on the mimic
>He doesn’t seem to be going on the offensive or anything…
>Can this guy NOT read minds?
>It feels a bit dumb, but with how many visitors you’ve had in your head these past few days ruling mind reading out right away would be a mistake
>But if this guy is really going for the whole Doppler ganger shtick you’d figure he’d be able to read your mind
>Guess that contrary to your belief, magic that let’s someone just waltz into your mind might be a bit rarer than usual
>There’s only one way to really tell
>You’ll have to be completely unreadable via body language!
>Though you have a feeling just attacking him without even thinking about won’t work
>Perhaps do something he would never expect to see if he mimics it?
>Alright, you think you can do that
>You resume a neutral position with your arms drooped at your sides
>Prepare for some serious stinging

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>>29517342
>This isn’t nearly as hard as you thought it’d be!
>While you can’t move the shelves themselves you can move almost everything else
>It may take a bit of time, but it’s by no means impossible!
>You place another box on the stack to the side you’re making as you become aware of something concerning
>The only sounds of fighting are coming from beyond the wall of fallen shelves
>Which means…
>No, that can’t be it
>You refuse to believe that Anon could be beaten so quickly!
>You step backwards daring yourself to turn around to see if he’s ok, but something stops you from committing to the turn
>You know it won’t change anything, but you can’t bring yourself to do it
>You don’t want to know if Anon’s hurt so badly he can’t fight
>That’s the only way it’s so quiet behind you
>You’d fool yourself into thinking that maybe he won just that quickly, but you know
>You stare into the junk heap before you hoping to delay the inevitable further
>If Anon really is hurt, then that means you’re to blame
>Your eyes drift down to the gun on your backpack
>You just couldn’t pay attention to Sunset when she told you how to use this thing
>Instead you were too busy watching Anon talk to Twilight, YOUR FRIEND, like a shrew!
>And now, he might NEED you to pay attention to him, and you’re too scared to do so…
>No more, you need to face this with dignity and grace
>Steeling yourself to see the man you fancy hurt you turn swiftly on your heel turn like a ballroom dancer
>You’ll help him even if you don’t know ho—
>What on Earth is he doing?
>Instead of him valiantly struggling to keep standing with grievous injures apparent on his body, as you expected, you’re greeted to the sight of, posing?
>Anon is rapidly, perhaps even aggressively posing
>Even the other man is posing just like him
>Perhaps you shouldn’t let your imagination spiral out like that
>Mother always did warn you about downward spirals
>Pretending you didn’t see that you continue clearing a path for your friends

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>>29517349
>Heh, this guy is good enough for you to almost forget about the mild pain you're feeling
>While striking the rider 1 henshin pose you immediately twist into the great saiyaman pose almost without him missing a beat
>Not only that, but if you weren’t actively checking to see how quickly he mimics you, you’d say he was doing it at the same time as you
>Unfortunately for him though, you were paying attention and you’ve figured him out
>You snap to Daring Doseph’s OG John Cena you can’t see me hand pose
>This guy is fast and pretty good at mirroring you
>However, he seems to fall for your feints rather easily
>It was while you were doing several henshin poses in a row did you notice it
>Frequently they have slow wide movements; so you would randomly speed them up or just halt them entirely
>When doing so he seems to take just a tiny bit of time to adjust
>A trivial amount really
>Only noticeable when comparing it to actions he’s able to mimic perfectly
>It may not be much, but it’s more than nothing
>More importantly, it’s a confirmation that he’s not reading your mind, AND it’s something you can take advantage of
>Since this guy is either A, as strong as you are, or B, stronger than you are this is the crutch you need
>Now it’s just a question of how to use this weakness to your advantage
>You stop posing for a moment to pick your shield and baton back up
>If he fell for your feints while posing, how would he do if you feinted with your baton?
>You’d probably only get one shot at it before he’d wise up and figure out your feints
>WAIT!
>Oh, that’s a great plan!
>If mimicry relies on a combination of predicting how someone moves and reading their body language what’s to stop you from rigging it?
>Yea, you just need to get him to think he’s figured out how you fight and then pull the rug out from under him
>You smirk a bit as you step forward
>Guess it's time to show him your "moves"

>>29517352
And that's it for today hope you enjoyed it, I gotta blast so I will see you all again later!

>>29517358
See you soon mate, thanks for the update.

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>>29517335
I don't know if I already said it, but I really like how you take the time to make
>pic related

>>29517352
Thanks for update senpai

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bump

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>>29519548

>mfw FateAnon had his hip crushed and couldn't update.
Don't worry handsome, I forgive you.

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>no Fate update yesterday
>more likely not tonight
I think our boy got some, guys

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/irt/ here.
FateAnon, you make us proud.

>>29519548
lewd

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Sunset Sushi Bump

ha

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>>29522992
oh right i forgot
according to the new toy line, Sunset is a weeaboo

>>29494142
source on pic?

looks like something from samurai jack.

>>29524499
It is Samurai Jack. Its from the newest season meant to finish the story.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSrv_n4tw7w

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>>29492442
>Mass confusion set in among the party guests before Twilight ran straight to you
>”Anon! You’re okay!”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Why would you think I wasn’t?”
>Twilight’s hair was a mess, her glasses were barely hanging onto her face and her clothes looked like they hadn’t been washed in days.
>She suddenly grabbed you by the shoulders.
>In the corner of your eye, you saw Saber tense up and edge towards you.
>”Shining told me you had just disappeared!”
“Well, I haven’t. Who’s Shining, anyways?”
>”My brother, he’s a police officer!”
>Oh shit.
>Oh, SHIT.
>Okay, so time to do some damage control and find out how much her cop brother told her.
>Game face time.
“Really? There must be some sort of mistake. Maybe we can call him to explain?”
>Twilight nodded quickly, though you could tell she was still confused.
>”Yeah, we better! He told me to call him if we found you, or any hint about where you went!”
>”Anon, is everything okay?”
>Applejack sounded concerned, but her look has a slight skeptical tint to it.
>You had heard rumors about the girl’s ability to tell when someone was lying.
>Did that also apply to stretching the truth?
“Yeah, I just haven’t been home in a few days. Twilight, wanna take this outside? It might get a little loud in here.”
>You needed to get away from Applejack, and more importantly you needed to figure out how much Sparkle knew.
>”Uh, sounds good to me I guess.”
>You turn to Trixie, who looks concerned.
“I’ll be fine, just got to explain a few things.”
>You put a hand on her shoulder and lean closer to her ear before whispering.
“Tell Saber what I told you about Sunset and to keep an eye on her.”
>She grabs your hand with a smile.
>”You can count on Trixie, Anonymous.”
>You knew you could.
>Twilight was already walking out the door, looking slightly nervous.
>You quickly move to follow her.