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Anonymous in Equestria Thread #1114: Fine, I'll fucking

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Can we get some stories based on Anonymous' first time meeting various ponies?
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I don't trust that grey pony. I don't trust that grey pony one bit.
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>>29490151
>Day Fuck the neighbors, they weird
>You keep happily secluded in your shoddily made home in the woods
>After your first run in with the pink one avoiding all contact seemed the best option
>And so you sit in your lounge chair reading the same newspaper you've had for 3 weeks
"Oh those Patriots. When won't they be racist?"
>KNOCK KNOCK
"Aww damnit."
>Interrupted but not impolite, you answer the door
>Three little ponies in blatant girl scout costumes greet you
>"Well howdy, mister! Swell day we're having ain't it? We're tourin the neighborhood and was wonderin if you'd like to buy some ponyscout cookies."
"You realize you're all the way in the forest, right?"
>The three heads swing to the left then sway to the right; a literal wall of trees, bushes and thorns barely letting the sunlight bleed through.
>"Yup."
>"We got sorta lost."
>"But we never miss the chance for a sale."
"Lovely. Say, I've got the stove on and I really need to get back to my pie. Thanks, but no thanks. Good luck finding your way out."
>You swiftly go to close the door, but a white hoof bares the entrance and the yellowest pony gives you a mean eye while holding up her lapel full of badges.
>"Look here, this is my cookie selling badge."
>"And this is my door stopping badge."
>White extortionist horse's smile shouldn't be that cute.
>"And now check this out."
>The three synchronously hike up their skirts.
"Your butts?"
>"Our flanks, which are noticeably blank."
>"Yeah, and we've got so many badges meaning we're good at these things."
>"But none of them are our special talent."
>Their round robin sentence building is as impressive as it is maddening
>"And what do you do when you're good at something but it's not your special talent?"
"Give up?"
>"Well, normally, yes."
>"But not this time!"
>"We're gonna stick with it til we get our cutie mark!"
>"And that means we're not leaving without a sale."
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>>29490229
>What a fine mess to land at your door
>Almost as bad as...no, forget it
"Alright, I can see you mean business."
>You grab an item from you shelf
"Here. I'll sell you this rare human artifact."
>Three sets of curious eyes take in the small piece of plastic with a green head
>"What is it?"
"It's a pez dispenser. It dispenses pez."
>"What's a pez?"
"Pez is..."
>Shit, you ate all the pez
"Pez is..."
>You study the pointy eared toy
"Wisdom. It will guide you home."
>"Really? How so?"
"You'll feel it, as a...guiding force."
>The girls marvel at your offering
>Then the orange one jumps to your face
>"What you want for it?"
"Mmmm, I'd say, Three boxes of cookies."
>"One!" the yellow one shouts
"Four"
>"Two, and...uh...a ribbon!"
"Deal."
>The yellow one holds her head high, undoing her bow while the white one pulls two boxes from their cart
>Both offer their gifts and you exchange goods
"Whelp, that's that. You sold your cookies and now have a way home. If you'll excuse me, I've got some funny pages to get to."
>"We're good here; job well done girls. We'' see you later, mister..."
"Anonymous."
>"Mister Anonymous. But I'm warning you, if this thing doesn't take us home I'm coming back for my bow."
>You're already fist deep in the first box
"Sure thing."
>Enjoy the bears

>Before the feast of sweetness can begin white horse poses her questioning innocence like a dagger
>"After we make it out of here will we ever see you again?"
>You close your eyes as if to meditate on the thought
"Difficult to see. Always in motion the future is."
>"I hope you come to visit us one day."
"Time will tell. Speaking of, you should stop wasting it. You only have so much sunlight left."
>Checking the clouds in the canopied sky, the girls wave goodbye and high tail it out of there, chattering all the way.
>"Two boxes and a ribbon! I'm gonna get my haggling badge for sure."

>Ah, alone at last
>You take a bite of your reward
>And immediately spit it out
"Stupid horses and their hay."
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>>29490120
This thread should be 1115.
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>be Anonymous in Equestria
>blah blah blah yackety schmackety
>anyway it's just after Queen Chrysalis and her army invaded and got smacked down hard
>you and Celestia are looking at Chrysalis, chained to the wall in the dungeons underneath Canterlot
>you keep wanting to see her
>Sunbutt is getting annoyed with you
"You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you? A perfect organism. Her structural perfection is matched only by her hostility."
>"You admire her."
"I admire her purity. A survivor--unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality."
>"I've heard enough of this!"
"Also, I want to fuck her."
>at that, Chrysalis looks very, very afraid
>it was just another emotionally scarring day in Technicolor Magic Hoers Land
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>>29490120
Counting is hardl
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>>29490339
VERRY GUUD
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>>29490615
Kek
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>>29489433 → #

>The sun is high in the Equestrian sky.
>Luna is asleep, the guards are patrolling the castle, and here you sit.
>You are the beautiful and regal Princess Celestia.
>You sigh as you sign form after form.
>”Same old same old, eh Princess.”
>Corporal Dapper sits at his assigned spot near your throne.
“Indeed it is Dapper.”
>You let out a deep sigh.
>It is days like this that makes you miss the old days.
>Back before the almost guaranteed safety of Equestria’s borders and military might.
>Back when you and Luna were the only thing standing between your tiny fragile country and certain death and destruction.
>Before the gryphons, zebras, and even dragons didn't dare insult your strength.
>”Hey Princess, would you like to take a quick break and run around the track a few times?”
>You always did like Dapper.
“As much as I would love to, I did slack off a bit yesterday and now the papers are piled up and you know how the nobles get when their requests aren't taken care of quickly.”
>Dapper just stomps his hoof.
>”More like immediately! I can't believe they had the nerve to complain right to your face in morning court!”
>At least somepony cares about your feelings.
>”I mean look at you! You are working almost constantly to help them, but do they care? Buck no! You are just the lady that okays their stupid funding to them! If I wasn't on probation, I would have thrown their pathetic inbred flanks right out the window!”
>He always was protective of you.
“I know Dapper, but as much as I would have loved to see that, it would only cause more problems.”
>You let out another sigh as the young stallion fumes.
>You used to be a hero of ponykind, but now you are just a celebrity.
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>>29491583
Shit forgot the name lol

>Praised for her work ethic rather than her deeds.
>A washed up, out of practice has-been.
>Oh how you long to get out there again.
>But now you have responsibilities and new younger hero's have arisen.
>Your time has past.
>Twilight has without a doubt taken your place as the hero of Equestria.
>Cadance rules the Crystal Empire.
>No doubt somepony will take Luna’s place as well.
>There is still some fight left in this old mare.
>Even so, you don't think that you are in shape to fight as you once did.
>In the safety of peace, you have lost touch with the art of magic.
>You have never noticed it until this morning.
>Never before have you had to strain that hard to raise the sun.
>Maybe it is time to teach Twilight to. . .
>POOF
>Your thoughts are interrupted by a scroll dropping right on top of your head.
>With a small giggle you pick up the scroll.
“Oh it certainly has been a while since I got a letter from Twilight hasn't it Dapper.”
>”Indeed it has your highness.”
>As you read the letter, a small smile appears upon your tired face.
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>>29491589
>Dear Princess Celestia,
>While testing out a new spell, I contacted a strange creature from another world.
>After a brief exchange, it requested that I end the spell.
>Not wanting to overstay my welcome, I did as I was asked.
>Unfortunately, in deactivating the spell I seemed to pull it into Equestria.
>The creature, upon arriving panicked and escaped my castle.
>I have not been able to find him, but he is obviously a danger to everypony in ponyville!
>It is a very large mammalian creature of unknown descent.
>Bipedal, mostly hairless except for on its head, was last seen wearing clothes that looked to be bloodstained, stands similar in height to Discord, and lastly and most importantly seems to radiate a hypnotic field that I believe pacifies or at least calms anypony near him.
I am extremely worried and really need your help and guidance.
>Twilight Sparkle.
>The smile on your face grew.
“Dapper please contact Shining Armor and tell his to prepare a first contact team.”
>Maybe you need not retire just yet.


Just finished this part! Hopefully there isn't too many mistakes. This is all I have got for now.
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>>29491583
Ugh I already am seeing mistakes
>their stupid funding!*
>>29491598
Forgot the > on one line

I need to double check before I post this shit.
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>>29490615
>You talk with Celestia after leaving the dungeon
"How many more visits do you think it will take before she gets too creeped out to ever come back?"
>Celestia sighs and plops her plump derriere in her velvet cushioned chair
>Man you want to fuck that horse
>"She's one of Equestria's oldest and most fearsome enemies. I do not think bawdy suggestions are going to be what defeat her."
"You were still willing to let me try."
>Her lips coil like playful vines
>"I have to get my fun somewhere. Call it curiosity."
>Your lips match her own
"Curious enough to try taking the experiment a little...deeper."
>"I'm listening."
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>>29491687
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Does anybody actually read this thread? It is always near the bottom.
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>>29492937
There is literally no reason for it to exist when just about every fucking green on this board is Anon in equestria by default
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>>29492959
So should I post my green in some other thread? Maybe RGRE? I haven't really touched on the interaction between males and females yet so I could easily write the way the characters talk to Anon differently. Hell I could write it so where the little banter between applejack and anon was taken as a missed opportunity to get laid. That could be funny.
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>>29493104
rgre is basically ntt 2.0

maybe that's just the current flavor for them, but every other prompt is purple this, purple that
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>>29490151
This pic just reminded me

I remember this idea sort of getting toyed with, but did anyone ever do a full green about Pinks falling in love with Anon at first sight?
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>>29493116
Eh maybe I should put my current green on hold and play around in other threads. Nobody seems very interested in it anyway. I kind of want to write something in bug and age difference or maybe just take up a prompt.
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>>29493130
I'm surprised you guys don't have the 'Ponies attracted to anon's physique' pastebins here

It's the same shit, really
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>>29492959
>>29492937
Ur cute
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>>29493104
You could always give it a shot
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>>29493167
i am interested in your story, i like it as is and would like to continue reading
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>>29492937
i read all the stories from this thread, since this was the first thread that i felt at home with AiE is the thread that i always have open
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>>29490151
>Day Night time in the jungle
>We got fun and games
>Except you live alone so the only game is Solitare
>KNOCK KNOCK
"Bloody hell!"
>Throwing your royal flush into the melt you then go to answer the door
>This time the word horse is a far more accurate description
>Black Beauty over here is way taller than any of the others you have met so far
"Hello?"
>"Greetings Anonymous! I have whitnessed thine image in the minds of three wee ponies who hath safely returned after thine intervention. I hath come thyself to bestow gifts upon such good deed."
>Huh. Good to know.
"And who are you supposed to be, King Arthur Horse? If you're here to recruit me as your Merlin my fee is simple. Three meals a day that do not consist of weeds, grass, flowers, and especially not hay."
>"Why wouldst thou think I wish to make one mine fish?"
"Merlin, not Marlin. Merlin is like an advisor wizard."
>"If thy offer was accepted wouldst thou move to my castle?"
>Holy shit, it is King Arthur Horse
>Play it cool
"That depends. Your cooks make anything like roast pig?"
>Black Horse neighs wildly kicking her front hooves into the air
>"Thou is a flesh eater?"
"Omnivore, and I've been stuck surviving off roots for what feels like months. All I want is a nice stew of meat and potatoes."
>"Thou must be ravenous; crazed for the scent of blood."
"Hey, that's going a bit far. And can you cut it out with the old English? I don't even know if you're using the right words."
>Rather than answer you she flaps her wings and takes to the sky
>"I must warn the others and consult with my sister."
>Great
>This can only mean one thing
>More horses

"Fuck."
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>>29493403
this is bound to end in disaster
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>>29493335
This
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>>29493403
This sounds KEK inducing please continue!

>>29493335
Eh well okay I'll continue. I do like this green. It is my first attempt at a long story. (Sort of I did post a much crappier version before, but it was the same story so it doesn't count!)
I did get the first chapter of an Anonfilly green written though. I'll just save it for later.
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>>29492267
Bitch, I will fuck you gently
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>>29494471
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>>29494471
p-promise?
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>>29493403
lel.
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You guys up for more green?

>Holy shit you want to kiss this mare!
>It seems that not only has Applejack decided to share some ridiculously good cider with you, but also took the time to make you some dinner, bake you a pie, and now is sharing some stories from her past.
>You have never felt more welcome to be anywhere by anyone. Not even family!
>”And then I whipped out my old tamer’s chair and wrangled that darn beast right into a trap!”
>Applejack is sitting with you at the kitchen table while the pie cools in the windowsill.
>”It’s tail got caught in the fork of a tree and then one of it’s heads got its teeth stuck in a tree!
>She makes an exaggerated whacking motion with her hoof letting off a clop.
“That is really badass AJ! I don't think that I would have had it in me to fight off a weird three headed uhh thing.”
>Her voice takes a bashful tone as she speaks.
>”Aww shucks I was just trying to save my sister. I think anypony would do the same in my position.”
>Your experience in the morgue has taught you that, that certainly is not the case, but you don't let your doubt show.
>I'm really glad that you were able to save little. . .
>”Applebloom.”
“Applebloom! I remembered!”
>Both are spoken at the same time.
>She smirks
>”Sure ya did.”
>She says as she saunters off to check the pie.
“I really did! Honest!”
>You can hear her cute little chuckle.
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>>29495932
>A warm smile adorns your face.
>You know, it has been a really long time since you have felt this at peace. Considering your job, your lack of a social life, and distance of your family, it really wasn't much of a surprise that you were stressed out all the time.
>But right here and right now, you feel. . .
>”Pie’s ready everypony! Big Mac get granny in here.”
>You release a content laugh.
>Yeah you could stay here forever.
>Your thoughts of tranquility are harshly blown away by reality all too quickly.
>”What in the hay is going on!?”
>You stand to get a better view outside.
>Armored ponies and a lot of them with each carrying a spear.
“Applejack what is going on?!”
>”I don't know sugercube, but I intend on finding out.”
>What? She is going to confront them?!
>She has bolted out the door before you could say a word.
“Damn it! Applejack get back here!”
>Your only response is the sound of talking outside.
>Not wanting your friend to have to face a small army alone, you cautiously step outside.
>You see at least twenty soldiers, along with your friend standing in the grass in front of Apple Jack’s home.
>Upon seeing you the soldiers started shoving Applejack behind them with the poles of their spears.
>”Ow that hurts! Knock it off!”
>Applejack is resisting and suddenly you hear a yelp escape her and see red flow from her.
>When you saw that happen, you just reacted.
>Now maybe it was the alcohol in the cider or maybe it was the heroic tales that Applejack was telling you earlier.
>You decided to attack those ponies. Twenty armed and armored soldiers.

It is short, but it progresses the story!
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>>29495942
i am glad that you continued, with regards to the story, i am not a critic as i have never written a story before, but it feels a bit off the way anon & ponies are behaving to all of this since he arrived, i cant tell what but something feels off about it, that and some posts feel a bit disconnected, overall i am still enjoying it and want to read more
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What if a large, sentient snail lived in Equestria?

>be snail
>decide to take a walk outside
>slowly trudging along
>damn it this is going to take an hour
>most people pretend not to know me or acknowledge my existance
>fair enough, attention tends to bother me
>can't really blame them
>suddenly approached by Pinkie Pie
>sigh
"Hey Anon! How's your day??"
>"Oh, uh, it's going alright..."
>try to edge on a little faster to avoid conversation
>just keeps up without much effort
"I'm going to be throwing a HUUUGE party later! Wanna come?"
>"S-Sure why not"
"Okay, see you then!"
>happily trots off humming
>realize that her house is on the complete other side of the town
>like i wanted to be awkward in a party anyway
>thought of dissapointing others compells me to go anyway
>sigh
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>>29496209
Like he is just going through the motions? Like different from the original post portrayed him?

>;)
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>>29491687
Anon will fuck anything.
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>>29496627
Anything?
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>>29497306
Anything. See image.
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Bumping for more green
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>>29497701
Later. Busy now
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>>29497306
There are several magical artifacts he has ruined already. Not to mention all the guards he molested on the way.
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>>29497468
I love that image. Too bad all the bards I play end up dying to VD.
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>>29499098
Veggie Dip is an odd way to go
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>>29499662
3veggie dips and a dire flan killed my party once.
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>>29497468
His seed has an oddly high potency for daughterus
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>>29490120
Currently trying to organize my horse words collection in Calibre. Did MisterTibbs' Robin Hood Anon continue past chapter 7a? If so, are those chapters online?
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>>29501017
You got a lot of time there bub.
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>>29501997
What, the book count? I've been saving and bookmarking stories since 2011, and putting them into Calibre since 2015. FanFicFare is a big help for bulk downloading.
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Anyone have the old writefag bait prompt where twilight/anon's herdmates leave him suddenly for another stallion because they thought he gave better sex then they try to come back to him like it's no big deal?
Thought i saved it.

In return I will post a cap of ideas/thread bumpers i have saved,some of which i came up with
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>>29502472
sounds familiar, but I'm not one to save writing other than my own.
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>>29502472
I don't remember that so much as a prompt but rather as a single story.
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>>29502717
any idea where to find it?

>>29502666
satan, why are you such a pleb
this isn't even everything
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>>29502754
desuarchive?
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>>29502754
>satan, why are you such a pleb
It's not my job to save other peoples' stories.
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>>29502773
don't have enough keywords to narrow it properly

>>29502780
not even prompts/ideas for stories? It's like you don't even try to make greeen
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>>29502803
>It's like you don't even try to make greeen
I save the green that I make. What other people do with their green is not my problem.
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>>29502828
you make green but don't save prompts for later? how odd
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>>29502833
I'm not really a grab a prompts type of writer, though technically one of my stories was sort of prompted.
At the time I started it, people were interested in a jedi anon since there was a few sith ones.
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>>29502833
I have never saved a prompt. Maybe remembered it later on and did a thing but that's it. It was do it when seen it kind of thing.
Also. I'll never do ones that some guy keeps desperately reposting.
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>>29495942
Hey guys I'm kind of looking for input. How should this play out? I have a few ideas, but I started writing and it kind of went in a direction that I didn't really intend on going so I nuked it.
Option A: anon gets beaten down
Option B: anon somehow kicks all their asses (what I wrote before and the explanation I had before would totally throw off what I was planning and make it into kind of a mystery story)
Option C: anon holds his own, but eventually decides to retreat
Option D: Anon gets knocked out almost immediately (Would make it funny or at least try to)
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>>29502879
C
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>>29502879
Better to make a strawpoll for this sorta thing.
Also, option D
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>>29501017
You better make an online archive bub.
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>>29503049
Sure thing!
http://www.strawpoll.me/12361910
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>>29502879

How about option E: As Anon is going out the door he trips on the welcome map, falls flat on his face and bloodies his nose. Ponies start freaking out and diffuses the situation.
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>>29503203
Of what, exactly? Other people keep track of AiE stories, and between https://www.fimfiction.net/user/Fimfarchive/blog and https://www.fimfetch.net/ the stories on Fimfiction are pretty comprehensively archived.

If the chapters I have of Robin Hood Anon aren't online, I can post them.
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>>29503323
They may also think that he ate somepony and spear his ass.
D is the nonconfrontational option.
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>>29502773
found it after all

>>29502878
I save the ones that spark an idea or interest in me.
And make my own hyper autisticly detailed story archs (complete with worldbuilding references, notations, and citations)
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I don't really know where to ask this, but does anyone remember Equestria After Dark? It was around several years ago. I recall a wonderful green of Rarity raping RD with her horn and eventually giving Sweetie, Silver Spoon, the nerd filly, and some random colt to a group of molesters in Canterlot
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>>29504542
Yeah, I remember that shit. Was great times.
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>>29504542
It's gone?
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Hello.
Im looking for a green with some good feels inside.
An recommendations?
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>>29504576
I've looked through the catalog a few times and haven't seen it though I could be retarded.

>>29504560
Would you happen to know where I can read it? I'd prefer not to have to check the archives
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>>29504542
There used to be a website but that's gone now too.
Unless someone knows more, this is all I know of https://www.fimfiction.net/group/1994/equestria-after-dark
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>>29504652
Thanks anon I appreciate it
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>>29496325
lel
>>29502879
Option J: for Johnn
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>>29504542

No idea how much is still there

http://pastebin.com/PLfM56dS
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>>29502472
go ask in RGRE I think it was one of theirs
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Alright, give me some weird story ideas again. I liked doing that last thread.
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>>29505413
Spike tells Anonymous his woes of being a little bitch
Anon tells him to get swoll
Spike becomes greedy for MASSIVE GAINS
Anonymous always wanted to be a knight fighting dragons
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>>29505413
Anonymous asserts his dominance by way of the kangaroo.
Slapping his balls around until they swell
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>>29505413
Anonymous is familiar with magic, and knows the magic ponies use is WAGHHHHH magick. It works because they believe it works.
Anonymous uses this to either destroy magic or abuse it
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>>29505413
Everyone in Ponyville thinks everyone else is a closet homosexual because Anonymous keeps calling everyone fags.
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Sup guys I have quite a bit written down but am still trying to edit it. So I should post some more green in a bit!
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>”Twilight you need to calm down. I don't think it is that big a deal.”
“Spike are you crazy?! This is a huge deal! Princess Celestia is coming and has deployed a First Contact and Riot Squad! That hasn't happened in over 700 years!”
>”What's a first contact and riot squad?”
>You start doing a little stress dance.
“Spike I'm sure I gave you the book that explained what they are.”
>Spike just crosses his arms.
>”Twilight, if I read every book that you have given me, i’d be as old as Celestia.”
>You shoot him a little glare and take a deep breath.
>Okay okay calm down take in the surroundings and breath.
>You are back in your castle waiting for Celestia to show up.
>Spike is sitting on the edge of the map table while you are sitting in your chair.
>Deep breaths.
“Okay, well essentially, the first contact squad was formed after the Zebra Incident. The intention was to create a special group of guards that are not only capable of protecting the Princess while she travels to foreign lands, but can also diffuse any political situation that may come up while doing so.”
>Spike’s focus turns to you.
>”So they are pretty much super guards?”
“No not exactly, but hey are highly trained.”
>Spike has launched himself off the table and has become really excited for some reason.
>”They sound like super guards!”
>You laugh a little.
>You don't know if you could really call them guards.
“They are still just ponies Spike, but they are pretty amazing. I remember when I was still in Celestia’s school, the FCRS came for a demonstration and. . .”
>”You met them!?”
>He is probably an inch from your face.
>Okay that is too close.
>You stand up to head to the library and place him on your back.
“Yes I did.”
>You flash him a small smile.
>”What happened?”
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>>29506281
>You try to remember that day.
“Well Princess Celestia wanted us to learn about the guard. Several young colts were talking about joining after all. So she brought several members of various ranks in the guard.
From a young cadet to a general and even some special forces including the First Contact and Riot Squad.”
>Spike just sits there quietly listening.
“Among other things, Princess Celestia had the various guards spar with practice spears. It was pretty fun to watch until the special forces started sparring.”
>”Why? What happened?”
>Spike seems a little concerned now.
“Well they were scary! It wasn't like they were practicing, but like they were really trying to hurt each other. A few of them actually started bleeding and one had to be taken to the hospital!”
>You can see Spike cringe a little.
>”They took it that seriously?”
>You ruffle your wings at little to wiggle out some stress.
“Uh huh. Princess Celestia wanted everypony to know what was expected out of them if they join the special forces. Everypony was freaked out until the pony from the First Contact and Riot Squad started sparring with an Everfree Commando.”
>You pause to see if spike wanted to ask a question, but none came so you continue.
“The commando went after him just like he did with the others. He swung for the neck, the legs, the head, but luckily nothing made contact. The FCS pony was able to dodge everything the commando threw at him, but didn't fight back.”
>”How come he didn't fight before?’
>You put a hoof to your chin.
“Do you know what their most important skill is?”
>He puts a claw to his chin.
>”Changeling detection? No, super shields? Uhh. . .”
“De-escalation.”
>His face deadpans.
>”That's it? That doesn't sound very cool.”
>You just roll your eyes.
“Knowing how to calm down angry ponies is a very important skill. Especially for somepony who's job it is to be the first pony to confront a new species.”
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>>29506287
>”It still doesn't sound very cool.”
>You turn a corner and see the Library doors coming up.
“They are trained to only fight if the Princess is in danger or someone in their squad gets hurt. That way they don't start an international incident while protecting the Princess or incite violence during a riot.”
>He starts to ask a question, but it dies in his throat.
“Maybe you should read about some of the exploits of First contact Squad. Like the time they single hoofedly prevented war between Equestria and the Minotaur Kingdom.”
>You set spike down at a table in the library and float a book over to him.
“That is a book on the history of the First Contact and Riot Squad. From the reason it was formed till their most recent deployment. It is very interesting, I think you would like it.”
>”Hey how did the fight end?”
“Oh Princess Celestia made them stop fighting.”
>He looks surprised.
>”That's it? I was expecting him to mop the floor with the commando after how you talked up how great they are.
“Well spike they aren't really combat guards they are more. . .
>”ANNOUNCING HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, PRINCESS CELESTIA!”
>Oh buck! You were supposed to meet her in the map room!
“Sorry Spike I've got to go!”
>”Wait Take me with. . .
>You poof away before he has time to finish his sentence.
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>>29506291
>The doors open displaying the main hallway of Twilight's castle.
>”ANNOUNCING HER ROYAL HIGHNESS PRINCESS CELESTIA!”
>Why did you bring that guy?
>You haven't been inside Twilight’s castle too many times.
>It has its charms, but certainly doesn't hold a candle to Canterlot Castle.
>”Why does it look like a tree?”
>The young guard is looking up at you curiously.
>You forget that he hasn't seen the castle yet.
“I would assume that it looks that way because the tree of harmony created it.”
>You notice Dapper is starting to strut beside you.
>You chose him to be your personal guard for a reason.
He is just so damn cute!
“Dapper why are you walking that way?”
>He immediately stops and blushes a little.
>”W-well I. . .”
>POOF
>”I'm so sorry Princess I. . .”
>You place a single feather on her lips.
“Twilight please, how many times have I told you to just call me Celestia?”
>Why must she always take you so seriously?
>”Sorry.”
>She looks like a sad little puppy.
>You can't help but smile at her.
“Twilight why don't we just skip the whole meeting and just go confront this strange creature? I doubt that he will be too aggressive after being in the company of my first contact squad.”
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>>29506294
>The poor girl tenses up at the mentioning of the creature.
>”I don't think that is a good idea Prin. . . I mean Celestia.”
>You lean down to nuzzle her.
“Why is that my dear? My guards are highly trained for this sort of thing.”
>She blushes a little and look up at you as you walk towards the map room.
>”It’s just that he isn't just a foreign species, but an alien one! For all we know he may be venomous or hypnotic or or or. . .”
>It looks like poor Twilight still has anxiety issues.
“All the more reason for us to just confront him how rather than have him roaming around Ponyville.”
>You wrap her up in your hooves and give her a good squeeze.
>That blush intensifies.
>”W-well what are we waiting for? Let's find him!”
>Still got it.
“Dapper has the first contact squad located the creature?”
>He gives a quick salute before his statement.
>”Yes your highness! They should be arriving at Sweet Apple Acres as we speak.”
>Twilight starts panicking.
>”W-why are they going to Sweet Apple Acres?! The creature is attacking Applejack and her family is it?”
>Dapper turns to face Twilight and salutes her.
>”Don't know your Highness. That was the most recent message I have received.”
“Do you think we should head there now Twilight?”
>Your voice gives off just the slightest sense of “I told you so”.
>Worry is very evident on her face before she appears next to you.
>”We need to get there as fast as we can! I'll teleport us there.”
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>>29506296
>You groan internally.
>You weren't one that enjoyed teleportation. Especially after what happened while Starswirl was perfecting it.
“Twilight perhaps we should walk.”
>Oh she definitely didn't want to hear that.
>”But Princess, if we don't get there fast we may be too late to save Applejack!”
>She is pretty determined. With a sigh you relent.
>”I knew you would see it my way! Mr. Guard please stand between Celestia and myself.”
>After Dapper trots over, Twilight’s horn glows brightly.
POOF
>Oh dizzy
>After you regain your vision, the first thing the three of you see is a big bipedal creature attacking your little ponies. While said ponies are trying as best they can to avoid his attacks and to make him stop.
>One of his attacks finds its mark and knocks the poor mare unconscious.
>At this Dapper immediately points his spear and charges while Twilight begins revving up a spell.
“HALT YOUR AGGRESSIONS AT ONCE YOU CRUEL BEAST!”
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>>29506306
>Pow right in the kisser!
>These guys aren't so tough after all.
>”HALT YOUR AGGRESSIONS YOU CRUEL BEAST!”
“You talking to. . .”
>You turn and see a charging pony with a spear right at gut level.
“Oh shit!”
>You turn and jerk your hips back.
>You are barely able to dodge him and he slides on his hooves as he turns towards you again.
“Son of a. . .”
>”Twilight stop!”
>Now you see Applejack jump on that purple pony and pin her to the ground.
>However that doesn't keep your attention long because now you see mama horse with wings spread wide and glowing eyes walking towards you.
>”You will die tonite foul demon!”
>That little spear bitch is talking shit!
>The spear horse that actually seems to know what he is doing is back!
>You try to dodge again, but are clipped by the spearhead.
>Damn that hurts.
>There is blood on your shirt, but it isn't a deep wound.
>With big mama coming and little spear boy in full attack mode you decide to make a hasty retreat.
>Not before taking care of the shit talker though.
>You turn and lurch straight at the spear boy and give him a good whack on the back of his head.
>This knocks out the pony.
>Now that he is dealt with, you beat it at full speed into the orchard.
>A loud yell is heard as you run.
>”Dapper are you okay!?”
>Not turning back you run and run and run until you can't run anymore.
>The trees flow by like a blur.
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>>29506319
>You eventually slow to a stop.
>Looking behind, you make note that nobody seems to be following you.
“Oh thank God. I have run about as much as I am physically able to today.”
>It probably isn't a good idea to just stand here so you start walking.
>You can finally relax, if only for a moment.
>The air smells sweet as you pass the numerous Apple trees.
>You really hope Applejack is okay.
>It has been several minutes and yet you haven't really gotten anywhere.
>The birds are still singing and there is still no sign of pursuit.
>You push through a bush and you notice something peculiar.
>A small clearing with a single tree in the middle.
>Within the tree sits a small treehouse.
>It doesn't look like anybody is home.
>Still, it doesn't hurt to be cautious.
>You stay in the bushes and slink around the treehouse.
>You are slow and you are quiet.
I'm Batman!
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>>29506323
>Eventually you are past the treehouse and see a small path.
>It doesn't look like the one that leads to town.
>You immediately start down the path hoping that maybe you can find somewhere to hide and wait out whatever hell is coming.
>That mama horse looked like she meant business.
>A shudder runs down your spine.
>She is definitely bad news.
>. . .
>You just left Applejack with her and all those soldiers.
>Yeah they were mostly all show, but that one knew what he was doing and that purple one was with them too.
>They are probably going to throw her in jail or something.
>Your steps begin to slow.
>You really hope they don't have capital punishment here.
>Maybe harbouring an illegal alien and attacking your fellow ponies isn't that big a deal here.
>You stop moving and turn around.
>You have to go back.
>Whack!
Hello darkness my old friend!
>”We got him Scootaloo!”
>”Why'd you hit him in the head?!”
>I got excited! Sorry mister!’
>”Quick tie him up Applebloom!”
>”Sweetie Belle quit holding his hand and help us!”
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>>29506326
Okay that's all I got! As always tips and constructive criticism is appreciated!
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>>29506326
neat
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>>29506335
I liked thing
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>>29490229
>>"And what do you do when you're good at something but it's not your special talent?"
>"Give up?"
keked/10

>>29493403
more when?
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Midday bump.
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>>29509665
Make some fucking green when you bump, faggot
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>>29509680
We were on page ten, goddamn

>Be Anon
>Walking through the place what has ponies
>See bulletin board
>Remember hearing something about the mayor tearing down public property that isn't in use to save money
>Bulletin board is public property
>Doesn't look like it's been used in a while
>Decide to do a good deed
>You put a notice on the board that says it's still in use
>"Anon!"
>Twat sparks is angry at you again for some reason
"What is it this time?"
>"Your note had no content. At least write something on it!"
>This is just like your Taiwanese bodypaint mailing-lists back home
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>>29504926
Missing:
Stories by Aschenbach
The Last Greentext Ever by Lavenci
Stories by Saint Mellen after Book of the Sun
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>>29504926
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>>29509838
Bitch, I'm busy watching the cup

>>29490151
>Day the Day After Yesterday
>After last night debacle you placed your comfy lounge chair facing the door
>Any minute now it'll happen
>And so you stew
>KNOCK KNOCK
>"Hey there, I'm Pinkie—"
>SLAM
>Not this shittu again
>You walk to the living room determined to let the pink horse tire herself out and take the hint
>Said pink horse's face pops up and presses itself against your window
>"Heh. You may not remember, but we met a few days ago."
>Au contraire tiny horse
>You close the blinds welcoming the coming darkness
>It is not dark for long as your lamp glows a fluorescent pink
>Trouble with a capital T coils down the pole like a snake
>"I guess our first meeting was kind of...fast, but don't you worry, this time we'll take it nice and slow."
"Breaking and entering is illegal you know."
>"What's an illegal?"
"A wetback."
>Curse your Anonymous mind
"Slip of the tongue. Illegals is you being in my house."
>"And that's bad?"
"Very."
>"Oh. Sorry"
>She frowns and slinks backwards up the pole into the lampshade
>You reach your hand after her intent on pulling her out, but the space is empty
>KNOCK KNOCK
"How the hell?"
>"Hey there, I'm Pinkie Pie."
"How did you do that?"
>"Do what?"
"Nevermind, I'd rather keep what little sanity I have left. What do you want?"
>She smiles like the god damn sun
>"I thought you'd never ask. My friends and I heard some nasty rumors about a bloodthirsty fish monster around here. I wanted to give you a heads up and see if you knew anything."
>And the fire spreads
"Nope, but thanks for the warning."
>"Phew, that's good. Princess Luna was all panicky yesterday and described a hideous bald being walking on two legs with fangs dripping with saliva ready to sink into the first pony they saw. I immediately thought of you, but you're not a marlin."
>Gee thanks
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>>29510046
>Stories by Aschenbach
Scratch that; found 4 of 5:
https://fimfetch.net/story/33749/butterfly
https://fimfetch.net/story/34412/ice-and-fire
https://fimfetch.net/story/36113/prodigal-daughter
https://fimfetch.net/story/65586/lustre-dust

No idea about the others, though; they don't seem to be on either archive.org or mulpwiki.org.
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>>29510300
"Princess Luna, huh? Big horse, kind of black and blue, talks funny and shouts a lot?"
>"Yeah, that's her. Do you know her?"
"Never seen her a day in my life."
>Somehow this makes her smile even brighter
>"Ooooh, do you wanna? I could take you into town and show you to all my friends. I'm sure they'd love to meet you, especially Twilight, and then they'd be your friends too. Then we could have a big party, share silly stories, go on adventures, and spend whole days togeth—"
>SLAM
>"H-hello? Mister Anonymous?"
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>>29491583
Is there a Pastebin to help me catch up on this? I see there's a http://pastebin.com/u/CelestialOrigin, but it hasn't been updated since 2016.
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>>29504926
>RatChieftain
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/RatChieftain
>I'm a rapist.

...Is there a story behind this?
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>>29510422
Rat is really passionate about rap and hip hop.
Also, Rat once fisted a water buffalo.
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What's the point in having various "active" pastebin lists if they aren't updated? Think of all the potential green I'm missing out on.
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>>29510623
Blame whoever is supposed to be in charge of updating them.

I think it may have been 8th.
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>>29510485
>Also, Rat once fisted a water buffalo.
A real water buffalo or a talking cartoon water buffalo?
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>>29510794
A real one.
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>>29510794
Only the water buffalo knows
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>>29510623
>>29510662
Someone should write a script that lets people store a list of bins and be automatically notified when one updates. Not it.
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>>29510662
>>29510623
Yeah, I really slacked off with that then forgot about it's existence. It's nearly been a year since it's last update.

>>29511196
This! An auto active list would be the best.
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>>29511547
Update and I'll finish something I slacked the fuck off on too
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>There was a time people would have called me normal
>Work a 9-5 job
>Play games and watch tv after work before bed
>Hang out with friends on the weekend
>Now though...
>"More tea, Anonymous?"
"Yes please."
>"You've been a bit quiet. Were you having an internal monologue again?"
>DON'T MENTION HER BUTT, DON'T MENTION HER BUTT, DON'T MENTION HER BUTT
"Sorry"
>I'll never be normal again
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>>29513773
Whose butt is this? Our only clue is that she likes tea.
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>>29513895
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>>29513941
Clearly this butt must have a sun hoers attached, as she's speaking like an adult and drinking tea.
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>>29510380
I guess I have neglected the pastebin. I'll fix it as soon as I can.
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>>29514014
Okay it is up with what I currently have.

Here is the link
http://pastebin.com/u/CelestialOrigin
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>>29513773
We need some green on this, ASAP.
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>>29514553
You always say that
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>>29515190
It's been a fucking 4 years everyone say like that.
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>>29515686
All I can think of is Big Bad Beetleborgs
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Updated: 19th/Mar/2017 9:47 PM Australian Eastern Cunt Time (GMT+11)

23rd Mar 2016
• "Rarisiskiss" by TexAnon [http://pastebin.com/sq3fXm99]

26th Mar
• "My humour is like food. Not everyone gets it." by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/7GsT0TUs]

27th Mar
• "Snuggle Time (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/1KsLTRxN]
• "Anon From Legend" by jffry890 [http://pastebin.com/7YEetcTJ]

28th Mar
• "Anon From Legend" by jffry890 [http://pastebin.com/7YEetcTJ]

29th Mar
• "Am I Evil 24: Metal Gods." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/zgrxgfAy]

31st Mar
• "Rarisis' Bliss" by TexAnon [http://pastebin.com/GaJfaivf]

1st Apr
• "April Fools? (Rainbow Dash)" by Sicarii [http://pastebin.com/JujHeSvA]

2nd Apr
• "Anon of Olympia!" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX]
• "http://pastebin.com/n99ESMaA" by FgtWtKybrd [http://pastebin.com/n99ESMaA (line 489)]

6th Apr
• "Rarisis Gone Amiss" by TexAnon [http://pastebin.com/uaNuBj5q]

12th Apr
• "Archmage Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]

14th Apr
• "Rarisis' Gets This" by TexAnon [http://pastebin.com/uQd7EjuH]

22nd Apr
• "Anon's Adventures 1: Past Mistakes" by NicoDeimos [http://pastebin.com/QLDpcDes]

25th Apr
• "Archmage Anon" by by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]

30th Apr
• "Anon's Adventures 2: A Gummy Surprise" by NicoDeimos [http://pastebin.com/fgLJjZMQ]

3rd May
• "Archmage Anon" by by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]

4th May
• "Big Brother is Watching You" by Bolding [http://pastebin.com/Yi4LhshR]
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>>29516215
5th May
• "The Force in Harmony (update 5)" by Malous [http://pastebin.com/r2FjH9k1]
• "Mad Science: Chapter 4" by IceMan [http://pastebin.com/cpJvVAUH]
• "INTERLUDE: Cuddle Therapy" by ANGRYWINO [http://pastebin.com/Jg7S3YE5]

9th May
• "Discord and Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/UfS2P9td]

12th May
• "Hip-Hop Horses" by FlutterPriest [http://pastebin.com/P4tE6JJs]

15th May
• "Femanon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/gig14V1d]

19th May
• "Femanon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/gig14V1d]

21st May
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: A Hole Lot of Stomach Trouble" by AnonPencil [http://pastebin.com/M82V2spK]

22nd May
• "Femanon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/gig14V1d]
• "Rarisis Midnight Tryst" by TexAnon [http://pastebin.com/bB56fy3Z]

25th May
• "Through Dark of Night" by AutoPony [http://pastebin.com/CNtRYk1f]
• "Going to The Dentist [Minuette]" by StayedGolden [http://pastebin.com/Hp3TvRSS]

26th May
• "Femanon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/gig14V1d]

28th May
• "THE PRINCESSES ARE BEING RAVAGED BY BIG BLACK C--" by FlutterPriest [http://pastebin.com/iYUrXPfX]

29th May
• "Archmage Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]
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>>29516219
30th May
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: Spreading The Love" by AnonPencil [http://pastebin.com/21M9PVFB]
• "Discord and Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/UfS2P9td]

31st May
• "Going to The Dentist [Minuette]" by StayedGolden [http://pastebin.com/Hp3TvRSS]

7th Jun
• "God Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9G2Xx8Ar]
• "Familia 1: Wards." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/SYxZ2Xwg]

10th Jun
• "Archmage Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]
• "Femanon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/gig14V1d]

13th Jun
• "God Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9G2Xx8Ar]

15th Jun
• "The Test" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/1WnvssN1]

16th Jun
• "Archmage Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]

18th Jun
• "Archmage Anon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/fAz0cZ0F]

26th Jun
• "Anon of Olympia!" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX]
• "The Ember of a Flame [PiE]" by Droid Anon [http://pastebin.com/hJKBCUGb]

27th Jun
• "Anon of Olympia!" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX]

28th Jun
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: A Loaded Magazine" by AnonPencil [http://pastebin.com/Zwk2UpPG]

29th Jun
• "Familia 2: This is Bait." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/Z5Bw74dt]
• "Tricky Lessons" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/tiuKsNuU]

30th Jun
• "Anon of Olympia!" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX]

4th Jul
• "Anon of Olympia!" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX]

5th Jul
• "Anon of Olympia!" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX]

11th Jul
• "Anon and the Silly Ponies" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/mCf1U63e]
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>>29516223
13th Jul
• "[Filly NMM] Moonie Shorts" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/5WWqvqra]

14th Jul
• "Anon and the Silly Ponies" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/mCf1U63e]

16th Jul
• "Anonpencil writes while sleepdeprived as fuck: Nightmareish" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/Mi8EDemb]
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

19th Jul
• "Everyponis Was Kung Fu Fightin'" by Anonymous [http://pastebin.com/kpH9AjwU]

21st Jul
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

22nd Jul
• "Buried Heart" by TexAnon [http://pastebin.com/nan7HC3y]
• "The Seven Oneshots of the Week" by FgtWtKybrd [http://pastebin.com/VU0K0kyb]
• "Changing Lanes 42" by AutoPony [http://pastebin.com/QWNxtqpQ]

25th Jul
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

26th Jul
• "B-Ballin' and Rhymez" by Anonymous [http://pastebin.com/p9WDJikD]

28th Jul
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

29th Jul
• "Detective Rarity, in: The Canterlot Summit" by !PFKntkYttE [http://pastebin.com/Gfdp04Xd]

30th Jul
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: A Brush with Fate" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/HsNe4c1M]
• "Detective Rarity, in: The Canterlot Summit" by !PFKntkYttE [http://pastebin.com/Gfdp04Xd]

31st Jul
• "Spoonlicker Anon Pt. 27" by FgtWtKybrd [http://pastebin.com/mC8pnNJa]

1st Aug
• "JobAnon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/PvkzAfGd]

6th Aug
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]
• "[Filly NMM] Moonie Shorts" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/5WWqvqra]
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>>29516215
you are doing god's work dont stop
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>>29516225
8th Aug
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

9th Aug
• "Mad Science: Chapter 5" by IceMan [http://pastebin.com/wuNB8AGc]

11th Aug
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]

14th Aug
• "Mistletoe Mishaps (Flutterape)" by Mind Wave [http://pastebin.com/friN3GPB]

>>29516225
15th Aug
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]

16th Aug
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]

21st Aug
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]
• "Anon the Writefag" by DeceptivelyProficient [http://pastebin.com/f5vErp0j]

23rd Aug
• "Pinkie VS. Anon: Window Painting Edition 2K16" by JT [http://pastebin.com/tDvce8bk]

24th Aug
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: I Get a Kick Out of You (oneshit)" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/USrV0N3d]

27th Aug
• "Familia 4: Beaches and Shores." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/zwp7GvTF]

2nd Sep
• "God Anon Part 2" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/5DCPv5ec]

4th Sep
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

6th Sep
• "One Shots Collectors Edition (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9fgbZ2kK]

9th Sep
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

10th Sep
• "Anonpencil Writes Sleep Deprived: Sleep Takes Hold (oneshit)" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/a8js67F6]
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>>29516237
14th Sep
• "One Shots Collectors Edition (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9fgbZ2kK]
• "Devious White Whorse" by DeceptivelyProficient [http://pastebin.com/GasVJKpH]

18th Sep
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

19th Sep
• "Detective Rarity, in: The Canterlot Summit" by !PFKntkYttE [http://pastebin.com/Gfdp04Xd]
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]
• "After Equestria Chapter 1" by HeathenAnon [http://pastebin.com/ArBk9cB5]

22nd Sep
• "Open-Heart Operation (a comfy little love story)" by [http://pastebin.com/wBDczv8r]

26th Sep
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

1st Oct
• "One Shots Collectors Edition (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9fgbZ2kK]

5th Oct
• "One Shots Collectors Edition (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9fgbZ2kK]

7th Oct
• "Anon the Barbarian" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/4A7K0Rj8]

8th Oct
• "Moonie's BFF Forever Trixie" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/NEpApgvm]

9th Oct
• "(AiE) Anon's Green Mask" by Beans [http://pastebin.com/721TrdVi]

12th Oct
• "Anon and the Misleading Story Title(Current)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/39ymYnfz]
• "Moondini" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/QqSEyv2X]

14th Oct
• "Mad Science: Chapter 6" by IceMan [http://pastebin.com/eMMRQ8WN]

17th Oct
• "Bottling It Up" by IceMan [http://pastebin.com/Ax4hw4jN]

20th Oct
• "One Shots Collectors Edition (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9fgbZ2kK]
• "The Adventures of Anon Quixote" by AlexAnonDumas [http://pastebin.com/rUbi9T95]
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>>29516240
24th Oct
• "The Adventures of Anon Quixote" by AlexAnonDumas [http://pastebin.com/rUbi9T95]

25th Oct
• "Anon and the Misleading Story Title(Current)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/39ymYnfz]

28th Oct
• "One Shots Collectors Edition (One Shots)" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/9fgbZ2kK]

29th Oct
• "Familia 5: Dream Girl." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/HJPQ9NYR]

31st Oct
• "Nightmare Night" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/Rt3KUyiE]

1st Nov
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

5th Nov
• "The Adventures of Anon Quixote" by AlexAnonDumas [http://pastebin.com/rUbi9T95]
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

6th Nov
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: Head of Her Class Redux (oneshit)" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/ru0ayVgT]

7th Nov
• "[short] Champion" by Ponk [http://pastebin.com/ukmV5piq]

10th Nov
• "The Railroad Bandits" by Rokade [http://pastebin.com/m5yX7GSC]
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: Oh Baby (oneshit)" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/W6KeUzXh]

13th Nov
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

19th Nov
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: Mama Bird (oneshit)" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/nYNEtvaE]

20th Nov
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]
• "[Filly NMM] Moonie Shorts" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/5WWqvqra]

25th Nov
• "The Anon Who Stole Christmas [Collab w Stegtorn]" by 8th-Sin & Stegtorn [http://pastebin.com/ew4Agvzu]

29th Nov
• "[AiE] Anon and Twilight Make Pasta" by Silver_Smoulder [http://pastebin.com/PskiJtT3]
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>>29516248
30th Nov
• "Starswirl's Last Project" by Handsome Jew [http://pastebin.com/pUGK5fhy]

4th Dec
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

5th Dec
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]
• "[AiE] Equivalent Exchange Part I" by Silver_Smoulder [http://pastebin.com/kpXCZbqx]

7th Dec
• "Starswirl's Last Project" by Handsome Jew [http://pastebin.com/pUGK5fhy]
• "Death Comes For Me... But I Hide" by User [http://pastebin.com/999cZv1m]

8th Dec
• "[CLOP] [AiE] Equivalent Exchange Part II Final" by Silver_Smoulder [http://pastebin.com/cjumbj6e]

10th Dec
• "Always Here (sleep-deprived oneshot)" by AnonPencil [http://pastebin.com/WMJ8Nf83]

1th Dec
• "Starswirl's Last Project" by Handsome Jew [http://pastebin.com/pUGK5fhy]

14th Dec
• "Starswirl's Last Project" by Handsome Jew [http://pastebin.com/pUGK5fhy]

17th Dec
• "Hearth's Warming" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/4FdSiD7b]

25th Dec
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

28th Dec
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

2nd Jan 2017
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

4th Jan
• "Am I Evil Bonus Track: Seasons Beatings." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/4JRKW39g]

7th Jan
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

8th Jan
• "A Word of Caution" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/an8K3ABh]
• "Moonie's Day at the Office" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/eGVKxcuN]
• "AchingScaphoid" by Netflix and Pony [http://pastebin.com/XM1QsqyA]
• "Space Anon, an anon in space but not really" by Zew [http://pastebin.com/927ghgKF]
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>>29516252
9th Jan
• "Anonpencil Writes Drunk: Wing Fingers (oneshit)" by Anonpencil [http://pastebin.com/PhWGGYpy]

10th Jan
• "Moonie Shorts" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/5WWqvqra]

12th Jan
• "Familia 6: Those Neighbor Kids." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/h7C0YTqw]

16th Jan
• "Anonymous in Pony Prison" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/gaw4175b]
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

18th Jan
• "Police Anon in Manehattan" by Wand of Inferno [http://pastebin.com/juYvFeES]

19th Jan
• "The Adventures of Anon Quixote" by AlexAnonDumas [http://pastebin.com/rUbi9T95]

26th Jan
• "Moonie Shorts" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/5WWqvqra]

27th Jan
• "Moonie Shorts" by 8th-Sin [http://pastebin.com/5WWqvqra]

30th Jan
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

2nd Feb
• "AiE Round Robin Story" by AiE [http://pastebin.com/U4jQHkFD]

6th Feb
• "MLP: Friendship involves Anon." by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria [http://pastebin.com/LsRTPhwb]

12th Feb
• "Space Anon, an anon in space but not really" by Zew [http://pastebin.com/927ghgKF]

14th Feb
• "Familia 7: Prodigal Son." by Mandroid [http://pastebin.com/pVgvuKhZ]

A year worth of updates. Of course I probably did miss some, plus a few greens I noticed had no direct pastebin links posted with the stories. So if you want yours up here, message me on skype sin.aie or discord Eighth #2240 and I'll sort it out.

>>29512634
>Update and I'll finish something I slacked the fuck off on too
Your turn to deliver.
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>>29490120
Posting this here since /moon/ is about as active as Myspace.

http://pastebin.com/AX44Crkm
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>>29516256
Woa!
>>
>Be Anon.
>Rainbow Dash and Applejack get on your case about being overweight.
>It's not that bad.
>You can still see your weener when you look down.
>But they are insistent and make you get up in the morning to run around like an asshole.
>You told them no, but apparently adult males aren't allowed to make their own decisions here.
>Stupid sexist ponies.
>"Alright ya varmint. Git goin'"
Fuck off Applejack.
>You retort as you slowly shuffle through town at 06:30 on a goddamn Wednesday.
>You miss TV, and internet porn, and video games, and your cushy office job.
>Damn tiny horses never leave you alone and make you go jogging.
>Maybe you should move.
>Actually, that is a good idea.
>You'll buy a paper later and look for jobs in the city.
>Anything to get out of this town.
>>
Take your shitty self-inserts and insert them in yourselves.
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>>29517619
AIE: A place for friends.
>>
I like it I like it alot
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>>29517619
I'm proud of you.
>>
Right so, I'm picking up this story again where I left off. http://pastebin.com/39ymYnfz

>You awake to the smell of sweat, still waiting for your body to adapt to the warmer climate of Equestria.
>Pretty much the only time it gets cold is when the Weather Squad starts chucking snow around.
>How do these fluffy fucking ponies stand it. Do they even have the capacity to sweat?
>A sudden thought hits you, looking over at Fluttershy's sleeping form.
>You begin to lean forward, eyes fixed on her face, listening for any sign of waking.
>Your nose finally reaching the joint where her foreleg reaches her shoulder, you pause for a moment before inhaling.
>You can't fucking believe it.
>It smells like fucking flowers, god, fucks sake.
>Flopping back into your blanket you contemplate that pony sweat smells of flowers and yours smells of... of smelly human.
>In comparison to ponies you must seem like some horrid smelly orc. Lumbering about town.
>"Hey Anon! Fluttershy! Time for breakfast!"
>Fluttershy begins to stir, while you yell back "In a minute Dash!"
>-------------------
>Everyone's gone their separate ways for the day.
>Applejack and Rainbow went running, training for some kind of autumn marathon thing.
>Fluttershy went off to talk to her animal friends.
>And you, you're staring at a rock.
>In the perhaps very vain hope that it will reveal it's secrets.
>Unlikely, one you're not a geologist. And two this isn't earth, so even if you were it wouldn't help, probably.
>Again you're not a geologist or a xeno-geologist either.
>It'd be a bit shit if you fell at the first hurdle, you came on this trip to do manly things.
>Build a shelter, build a fire. Come to think of it survival-ism is mostly about building.
>Pondering the problem for a moment, you decide to channel your inner Neanderthal.
>And smash two rocks together until one of them breaks open.
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>>29518539
>--------------------
>Returning to camp you find Anon sitting next to the fire, running a knife along a thin branch.
>Next to him is a pile of branches, all shaped and- Why is there a pointy rock tied to each of them?
>Are they meant to be spears?
>As you open your mouth to ask Anon about them, Applejack cuts across you.
>"Anon, what in tarnation are these?"
>"Cool, you're back. They're spears you silly pony."
>Oh, so they are spears. You hope Anon isn't planning to hurt anypony.
>"Erm, why are you making spears Anon?"
>"Cause it's the kinda thing my ancestors would do around a fire, thousands of years ago"
>Rainbow meanwhile has got her hooves in Anon's spear pile.
>"These are pretty terrible spears, it's a just a rock tied to a stick."
>Anon's eyebrows move and his forehead skin creases up, you're pretty sure that's the human equivalent of scrunching your snoozle.
>"Well I'm sure my ancestors would have done a better job than me. They'd hunt creatures the size of a house with these."
>Anon starts telling stories of the creatures his ancestors hunted.
>You try to not listen, some of the creatures sound really frightening.
>After he's done everyone lapses into silence for a minute before Anon breaks it again.
>"Hey why aren't the crusaders here, do little fillies not go camping or what?"
>"We done offered to take them, but they're too busy in training for the Sisterhooves Social."
>"The what now?"
>"It's a sort of family day for siblings with races, food and all that good stuff."
>"Tell me more."
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>>29518544
>------A few days later------

>You're back in your home, with your flint spears arranged around your stone fireplace.
>It's a majestic display.
>Couple of deer heads mounted on the wall and you'd have the manliest fireplace in all the land.
>Except you know that wouldn't go down well.
>Tolerant as the Ponyville community is of human foibles you're not gonna push any limits that might exist.
>Plus you enjoy the community, especially the festivals and holidays.
>Which brings you to your next problem, the Sisterhooves Social.
>Applejack told you it's not strictly a sisters only thing, but you don't have a brother either.
>And you'd really like to take part and all.
>Oh sure you could do the other stuff they put on by yourself, but you want the full experience.
>Staring into the fireplace, stroking your beard and swirling the glass of apple juice in your hand as if it was high grade whiskey, you ponder your course of action.
>Only one thing for it really
>"I need to find a little brother."
>But how to go about it without being creepy....

>-----Later at Twilight's place-----

>"Twilight I have a question for you"
>The purple pony looks up at you with hopeful eyes, this one loves knowledge too much.
>"I'll be happy to answer Anon."
>"Theoretically, say I wanted to go to sisterhooves social."
>Twilight giggles
>"Well anypony can go Anon it's not exclusive."
>"I wasn't finished, say I wanted to compete in the race."
>"Well you'd need a sister."
>"Which I don't have, so how would I go about acquiring one if that was the case."
>Several emotions pass over her face, shock, horror, confusion and finally realisation.
>"I suppose you could ask for volunteers, there's nothing in the rules about being blood relation but then maybe..."
>Oh god she said the R word. Well now you've lost her for the next hour.
>Maybe if you go get lunch, she'll be done by the time you get back.
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>>29518559
>-----After lunch------
>
>Well Twilight eventually ended her lecture. And the prime suggestion reached was ask for a volunteer.
>Swear that pony brings new meaning to exhaustion of possibilities.
>Where to get said volunteer is left to you.
>Can't ask the crusaders, already taken. Spike was a possibility.
>He's roughly humanoid and does the whole 'has fingers' deal.
>But you can't ask him, for one he's practically Twilights brother and sort of her butler too.
>If she decides to compete, it'll be with Spike.
>Which leaves you only one choice. The option you really didn't want to take.
>But somehow knew you'd have to take.
>"Good Afternoon Anon. I'm afraid you'll have to wait for Nightmare Night if you want to tell any more human stories."
>You snort derisively which causes Cheerilee to giggle.
>Not your fault ponies can't handle a bit of orc slaying in their stories.
>"Nothing so traumatic. I'm... I'm kind of... I need to..."
>This is part that made you not want to do this.
>How do you tell a teacher that you need to borrow one of their kids for a community event next week.
>More importantly how do you do it without sounding like an utter creep.
>Cheerilee looks up at you curiously.
>"What is it Anon? You sound more nervous than Big Mac was on our first date."
>Fuck it, just level with her. Deep breath.
>"Ok. Do you know the Sisterhooves Social?"
>"Yes?"
>"Well I don't have a brother or sister and I was wondering if one of your class could be my brother or sister for the day."
>Cheerilee stares at you in silence.
>Hmm, so this is what screaming internally feels like.
>You don't like it.
>"That is an odd request but I don't see why not."
>Wait, what? That sounded like a yes.
>"Oh. I didn't think you would say yes."
>She cocks her head like a confused dog.
>"Why wouldn't I?"
>"Nevermind."
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>>29518571
>-------The Next Day-------

>"Now class, as you can see we have a special visitor today."
>Special visitor. Not helping with feeling weird, Cheerilee
>"Who has heard of the Sisterhooves Social."
>All of them raise their hooves but your mind is not on the terribly cute scene unfolding before you.
>It's busy wrestling with issue of maintaining a poker face while screaming internally.
>"Our visitor today is Anon, some of you may have met him before."
>The crusaders start grinning and nodding.
>"Unfortunately Anon is the only one of his kind in Equestria."
>Here it comes...
>"But he'd like to fully experience the Sisterhooves Social, so he was hoping one of you would be his little sister or brother for the day."
>This sets of a wave of excited chattering between the fillies and foals.
>As for you it feels like a huge weight off your shoulders.
>It's done and out in the open. It's all good.
>"Don't forget to ask your parents permission if you want to volunteer!"
>At least until the parents find out. Fuck.

Next update tomorrow. You may suggest what filly's or foals volunteer.
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>>29516256

HOLY SHIT.
W-well, guess I should post something too...
>>
>It's just another day in the crystal castle, and you're pretty god damn sick of it.
>Every morning, you wakeup to the sound of girlish screaming, which you now know is simply the noise of a dragon being beaten with a spatula for burning the toast. Again. Then, as you walk out to the stairs, you have to step to the side to get around an owl that is vomiting up the fur and bone remains of the mice that were too slow to get to Fluttershy's house by nightfall.
>At last, by the time you reach the kitchen for breakfast, Twilight will be twitching with nerves and yell at you about something you did wrong, like shaking the alphabet cereal so it's no longer in alphabetical order. And she worked all night to put them like that, then get them back in the box!
>It's a routine, sure, but not the one you want. Your roommate is an ocd princess, your maid is a scale-covered baby that screams like a fire alarm, and your pet is a bird that doesn't understand how to poop out its day old dinner like a normal person. Something needs to change.
>You go down the stairs, hating the crunch of an owl pellet under your stocking feet as you accidentally misstep, and seek out Twilight in the kitchen. Sure enough, she's standing in there, counting the floor tiles over and over, probably for the fifth time this morning, you guess.
"Twilight," you say officially. "Things need to change."
>The purple pony jumps, and turns to face you, panting, pupils dilated like you're an oncoming train and she's a depressed high school sophomore who just can't believe that it gets better.
"Oh! Anon... just in time, I need your help."
"Not today, Twilight."
"Okay. Good. You see, there's this book that talks about how this thing called an enema can be used to... wait. What did you say?"
>Twilight goes very still, then slowly lowers her head, eyes narrowing. You feel a sense of foreboding, but you sort of feel that every morning anyway, so you quickly shrug it off.

(1/?)
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>>29518720

"I said not today. I won't help you with some crazy project, I won't go somewhere with you, and I won't listen to whatever is troubling you," You puff out your chest some as you say this. "Today, I'm going to sit down with you and discuss making changes to my life."
>Without her expression changing at all, Twilight moves to the kitchen table and sits down, facing you. Her energy is gone, and her posture seems cold.
"Okay," she says quietly. "Talk."
>Something in her tone warns you that talking is a terrible idea. But no. You have to do this. It's time for you to do something that'll make your life better, and that begins with talking to your roommate. You pull up a chair, trying to make sure your hands aren't shaking, and face her to begin the conversation.
"Twilight," you say slowly. "I am not happy living here anymore. You've been a wonderful host... actually you've been terrible, but at least you took me in. Now, though? I'm on my feet. I'm comfortable. It's time for me to go out and find my own way."
>Twilight is silent, unblinking. You decide it's best to just push on.
"What I'm saying is that I'm moving out, Twi. Soon. I know you don't charge rent or anything, so it's not like you'll be hurting for money without me, and maybe you'll enjoy having an extra room to mess around with. I'll still always consider you my friend, I just wanted to let you know, before I leave. It'll take me a few days to find a new place, sure, and..."
>You trail off as you hear Twilight beginning to laugh. A low rumble of laughter begins to spread through the kitchen, like approaching thunder. You shiver, suddenly inexplicably cold, as the laughter rises in pitch to an open cackle. Your body tenses, ready for an attack or spell you know must come. Instead, she simply begins to speak.
"Move out?!" she practically shrieks. "You think you're moving out? Oh Anon, sweet simple Anon, you're not going anywhere."

(2/?)
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>>29518740

>You feel your heart skip a beat. What has she done? Did she seal the doors shut? Did she make it so that you'll die if you go outside? Does she intend to kill you before you can reach the main stairs?
"What," you say, voice trembling, "are you talking about? I told you, I'm moving out. Tomorrow if I can."
"Oh no you won't."
"Why not?" you shout, bolting to your feet and practically knocking over the chair you were sitting in. "What did you do? Is it a spell or...or... so help me, you may be a princess, but I'll fucking cut you if you try anything, bitch!"
>But she simply laughs and shakes her head.
"I don't have to do anything," she says, tone sweet, quiet, and completely condescending. "You can't leave. Well, unless you want to sleep on the street."
>What does she mean? What is she talking about?
"You mean," she says, seeing your confused expression, "you actually think someone else will take you in?"
>Another burst of laughter from the princess.
"Oh my god, you did, didn't you?" she says scornfully. "Well, let me just educate you on a little something Anon, before you ever dare to call me terrible again."
>Here, she gets up and leans lifts into the air, getting her face only inches from yours. She hovers only inches in front of you, and whispers the next words like she was telling you a nursery rhyme.
"Have you ever seen another owl here? Another dragon? Here in Ponyville? Spike and Owlowiscious came here because they were utterly alone. No one to talk to, no one to understand, no one to care about their fates. And that's why you came too."
>You feel a distinct sinking in your chest as she continues.
"You think you have friends? You think ponies here actually love you? They don't even like you!"

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>>29518754

>She's stopped smiling, but that doesn't comfort you at all as she goes on.
"Your long gangly limbs, your disgusting fractured looking... hands. Oh, and your face? That squat muzzle with huge pink lumps around the mouth. that scruffy gross bunch of hair over each eye. And definitely the way your legs bend the wrong way. Anon, they all think you're hideous. You make young ponies cry, you mean you never noticed? Pinkie didn't throw up when she first met you because she'd overeaten. She threw up because the very sight of you is repulsive. The way you speak, the lack of fur, the way clothes fit you... everything about you is so perverse. Fluttershy doesn't even think you're a real animal, just some weird amalgamation of magic and amputated limbs. So, why would anypony take you in?"
"N-no..." you choke out, but it's all you can say.
"Yes," Twilight says, her smile back. "You have no family, no one like you. And you have no one that likes you. No one will hire you, because what can you do? This world is made for ponies, and you are not shaped like a pony, you can't do pony things. You have no use to us. You have no purpose. And as far as love? You can't reproduce! I mean, do you even know how to mount correctly? I bet you never even did that with a human, before you came here!"
>You try not to think about the fact that she's right, at least on that.
"And lastly," she says. "Most importantly, no one has time to take care of you. No one has time to explain how this world works, no one has time to cook for you, figure out what use you could possibly be, no one has time to hear you ramble on about your home and how you miss it. Oh, boo hoo for you, it's all you talk about. So you don't have any money for a new place, you can't get any and no one will take you in. Ponies are afraid of dragons, so no one wants Spike. Owls are messy, and no one wants them as a pet. I've heard the way you talk shit about those two, but accept it Anon, you're just like them."

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>>29518790

"No!" you scream. This is too much. It can't be. "I'll...I'll leave!"
"Try it," Twilight hisses. "You'll be back in no time. Life on the streets will be so hard during winter, you'll be dead before the first week is out. Face it, Anon. You have no where else to go."
>Here, she pauses to give a short, bitter laugh.
"I'm all you've got."
>You stand there, panting, trembling, as Twilight floats past you, chuckling softly to herself. It's true. It's all true. You can't leave. Twilight is your only solace in this world. It's her or eventual death.
"Now, if you'll follow me," she say from the kitchen door, "I need to show you this medical book. I have some questions about enemas that require experimentation."
>You begin to sob softly as you turn to face her, and trudge after her towards her lab, for another day of misery. It's just another day in the crystal castle, and there are many more to come.

-End-

(5/5)

http://pastebin.com/gMbaTUL4

It's a simple, pointless little thing. But meh. Maybe some of you will enjoy that. Enjoy the waning hours of your weekend.
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>Your turn to deliver.
I can't help but feel like this was your only motivation to update.
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>>29516256
Well, shit. Guess I have to now.
I'll see what I can disappoint with in a bit.
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>>29510300
>>29510347
MOAR!
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>>29518720
>>29518740
>>29518754
>>29518790
>>29518804
I like your writing, and you as a writer but that story makes me so angry
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>>29518642
You think,honey?
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>>29520530

I think that's probably a good sign.

>>29520896
Yep! Done and done.
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>>29516215
>>29516219
>>29516223
>>29516225
>>29516237
>>29516240
>>29516248
>>29516252
>>29516256
We said update and you updated, nicely done.
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>>29516256
>Soo many pastebin
GONNA READ THEM ALL!
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>>29519365
I'll be waiting.

>>29523886
8th always delivers, with a side of Vegemite. Whether you want it or not.
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>>29518804
>Twilight moves with her head higher than ever before. A tiny grin marks her face in a manner you would only describe as wicked, but you know it's more than that.
>It's a smile of self satisfaction; a torrent of words that were finally allowed to be released after being held back for so long.
>And oh were they effective.
>You give one last sniffle while rubbing your misty eyes in order to collect what little pride remained.
>And then...you laugh.
>A deep hearty laugh. A mountainous laugh. A masterful ruse laugh.
"You really thought you had me there, didn't you? Tell me, do you just zone out whenever I talk about Earth; MY Earth?"
>The harsh hook of Twilight's smile losses its edge from the turn around, but it does not disappear. Instead, it transforms into a dare.
>"Well, one can only listen to the same thing so many times."
>She's got fight in her. Splendid.
"I may look horrendous to you because you have never seen a human before. I'm a creature with traits you haven't had the time to comprehend; that you can't comprehend. We, on the other hand..."
>You waggle your fingers for creepy emphasize
"We have ponies. To me you look cute, childish, harmless. Save for the whole magic thing, but that's cheating."
>She snickers
>"From what I've seen there's not much TO comprehend. A lazy nobody whose most productive ability is determining how much cereal is left based on the sound and capitalizes on his height for what little advantage it gives him. Really, when you consider that we can fly I'm hardly impressed."
"And you being able to fly is hardly impressive to one who has seen his brethren travel to the moon. Not with magic, not with ancient rituals, and not even with wings, but with science; something you claim to be a fierce advocate of. Yet here you are living in a...what would you call it? Hamlet? I mean, I get it, it's quaint, though it's not what comes to mind when someone thinks 'center of knowledge.'"
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>>29524128
>She neither waivers nor falls.
>"Ah yes, your stories.I suppose you do have another talent after-all, you are very skilled at make-believe. Perhaps you should try writing fairy tales."
"Says the magical talking horse."
>"Says the delusional outcast. All those things I said about the other ponies and how they view you; they're true. So tell me, great inventor, what amazing feat of technology will you use to avoid the life of a bum?"
"Just this."
>You brandish a kitchen knife
>Twilight's pupils dilate and she lets out a short gasp she is quick to suck back in as if it was her very soul escaping
>"W-what are you going to do with that?"
>You raise the blade with Pinkie Pie levels of excitement
"I'mma go live innawoods."
>Life slingshots back into Twilight's eyes along with a perplexed stare
>"What?"
>You bust out the front door
"See you never, Twilight. You always were a bitch."
>And so life in Twilight's crystal castle returned to simpler times where the only viable test subject was a wimpy dragon with a growing appreciation for buttstuff
>As for Anonymous, he later died from blueberry poisoning
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>>29524136

...
I love you.
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>>29524234
The feelings mutual
We should fug
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>>29524136
BLESS YOURRR SLAIOSJDALDASLDSDASLDF
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>>29491598
I need more.

>>29490615
>>29491687
Anon is turning the dungeon into a fungeon.

>>29493104
If your story is relevant to more than one thread, you should post it in all of those applicable threads.

>>29493403
>>29495942
>>29496325
Continue.

>>29506281
You should link your posts together so we know immediately that they are part of the same story.

>>29509838
Amuse.

>>29510300
>>29510347
Maybe she meant Steven?

>>29513773
What kind of tea though?

>>29517537
Sit on them.

>>29518559
>Ponies.
>Being upset that someone killed some deer.
I'm not sure you know what a deer is.
They're worse than elves.

>>29518804
Do more things.

>>29524136
Also do more things.

Crosspostan:
>Be Anon in Equestria
>Be Broing it up with your bro Rainbro Dash.
>Right now you're doing normal bro things like brofisting.
>Though Rainbow has to use her hoof instead of a fist.
>You regret this.
>You are rushed to horsepital with a ruptured anus.
>"You are too marely Anon, we're turning you into a pony because fuck you."
>They turn you into a pony.
>This also heals your ass.
>You eat some hay.
>It tastes like hay.
>Today went poorly.

>Be Anon in Equestria
>You are still a pony.
>You go back to your house and find that you can't open the door with hooves.
>Rarity comes pas and sees you having trouble.
>She opens the door.
>While she is distracted you shove your hoof up her arse.
>"DARLING"
>She clenches and you feel a lot of pain in that limb.
>Later you find out that your leg is broken from her butt muscles.
>The horse doctor comes in with a revolver.
>Today definitely went poorly.
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>>29517537
>>29524864

But then he'd get pony all over his pants.
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Because the drawthread is on a mission to boop all the poners, even if there are immediate unpleasant consequences:
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>be Anonymous
>be in Equestria because yada yada
>meet Princess Celestia
>you can't stop yourself
>you reach out to her with a trembling finger
>startled, she stares cross-eyed at the tip of your approaching finger
>you touch her lightly on the tip of her nose
"Boop."
>the guards dogpile you
>you are thrown in the dungeon forever
>don't care
"Worth it."
>today you booped the snooter
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>>29525359
She visits Anon in secret so he can boop her again.
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>>29525419
>"And that's how we made the dungeon into a fungeon."
"But you still won't let me out, will you?"
>"But then who would boop me?"
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Sorry for not posting anything recently. I started writing a green in the anonfilly thread and then some stuff happened. Updates will be less frequent and now my attention is being split between the two threads.
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>>29525645
anonfilly sucks. focus on here
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>>29525966
The problem with Anonfilly is that he doesn't suck enough. He should be going around blowing anything with a penis for cash while claiming that Twilight is forcing him to do this.
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>>29525966
Yeah, but anonfilly is fun to write and I am kind of having writer's block with this story.
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>>29525592
Greedy Celestia keeping all of those boops to herself.
She'll have a French haircut if she's not careful.
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>>29526960
>French haircut
...you kids and your modern slang.
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>>29527457
All the french nobility are dying to get one.
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>>29527514
oh i get it :|
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>>29527564
ur welcome
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>>29526396
Aight
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>>29527686
>dat shirt
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Bump

>Be Anonymous
>Be in Horse Land for about a month
>Your stay here has been reasonably comfortable
>The only problem is that you are currently in Book Horse's Castle learning about how horse culture works
>You've gone through History, Literature, Customs, etc.
>The whole shebang
>At this point you have reached Music, your forte.
>Back home you were known to shred faces off
>Helter Skelter, Hey Joe, everything
>And I mean everything
>Even if you wanted to, you could bust out an old Russian Folk song
>As you're reading the text put in front of you, you learn that Unicorns here are keyed as the inventors of music
>They've mastered everything from Guitar to Percussion to god knows what else
>To put it blunt, they're expert's in their craft and they run with it
>Trot with it?
>Whatever
>Anyways, the point is you are going to prove them wrong
>And how?
>What do you think? Buy a guitar you twat
>Once your session is up, you say farewell to Purple Smart and head for the nearest music shop
>Once you get to one you head in, buy the guitar and get out
>Pony guitars are a little bit smaller then back home but you'll manage
>Your next stop, The Park
>As soon as you get there, you lay your ass down on a bench and start playing random riffs you know
>5 minutes in, a crowd starts to form, letting you know that was your que to really get into it
>A Little Sabbath here, some Pink Floyd there, and to top it all off you start playing the song that has gotten you laid numerous times

https://youtu.be/sI7XiJgt0vY

>Later that night you drowned in horse pussy
>The End

Its been a while since I wrote anything, but besides that let me know what you guys think.
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Bumper
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Bamp
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>>29530476
>>29530819
Suck a dick.
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>>29530888
just one?
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>>29530888
>Be Anon in Equestria.
>You are a faggot.
>Not just any old faggot though.
>You are an unusually large faggot.
>Like as tall as a man.
>You are also in the shape of a wolf.
>You're a faggotwolf.
>You are not used to being in Equestria.
>Usually you are in Innawoods, Oregon.
>But you are not there anymore.
>You know this to be the case from the sign in front of you.
>It says Oregon is a few lightyears to the north.
>You hope that the gravity of this new star does not interfere with the orbit of the earth and cause damage to your faggot shack as a result.
>That's where you keep your stuff.
>You never were good at orbital mechanics so you decide to go to the library to brush up on it so you can determine if you need to panic or not.
>Thankfully the same signpost that told you you are not in Oregon also has a sign pointing to a nearby library.
>So you go to the library.
>It's locked.
>You check the sign and it should be open.
>You decide to ask one of the locals is they have any idea why the library isn't open.
>A few of them aren't running around screaming in mortal terror.
>You walk up to the calm local.
"Hi, do you know why the library is closed?"
>"I heard there's a big scary monster running around, that might be why. You should get indoors and hide like I'm going to do."
>That would explain it.
>You decide that you will indeed go along with the pink furred local and hide from the monster.
"That sounds like a good idea. Can I hide with you? I don't know any hiding good spots since I'm not from around here."
>"Okie dokie."
>You follow the pink local to and into a bakery.
>She locks the door behind the two of you and then draws the curtains shut.
>"While we're hiding, would you like to suck my dick?"
>Being a faggot, you cannot resist such an offer.
"Yes."
>You suck the horsepenis of the pink local.
>You both do your best to be quiet so the monster does not find you.
>Eventually everyone begins to come back outside after it is clear the monster is gone.
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>>29531880
Which is better horse penis or horse pussy?
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>>29532388
You could use a dickhole as a vag, but you couldn't use a vaghole as a dick.
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>>29533023
You'd need a real needle dick to pull that off.
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Post prompts please, I want to try my hand at another story. I'm not creative enough for adventures, so try keeping it SoL if that's cool.
Also can't guarantee any will interest me but I'll do my best to keep an open mind.
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>>29533258
Rarity tries to get anon to exercise.
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>>29533270
By using exercise books.

>>29533105
Or a big dick.
For you to stick yours into
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>>29533270
Anon is already in good shape and finds Rarity insufferable.
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>>29533312
You know very well that none of us can imagine what a big dick looks like.
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>>29533258
>Anon is having troubles adapting to pony society
>Ponies are obnoxious, noisy, touchy and smell like horse shit
>even their food is disgusting
>Anon finds out that griffons eat normal food and have much more human-like personality
>Anon have a moral dilemma
>should he move to griffon kingdom and abandon his friends?
>or stay with ponies that took care of him (when he arrived in this world) and lead a miserable life?
>should he even ask for advice of mane 6 and seriously hurt their feelings?
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>>29533258
>You wake up. Smoke, shit, shower.
>Knock, knock, knock.
>You open the door
>"GREETINGS HOOMAN! HAVE YOU RECONSIDERED OUR OFFERING OF FRIENDSHIP?!"
"Just leave me alone, moonhorse."
>"CAN'T YOU SEE THAT WE COULD BECOME PERFECT FRIENDS?! WE HAVE SO MANY THINGS IN COMMON! WE LIKE -"
>You close the door.
>"- STAYING UP LATE, WE HAVE TROUBLE ADAPTING TO MODERN PONY SOCIETY, WE -"
>You start making yourself some coffee.
>"- HAVE BEEN FEARED BY PLEBS AND NEITHER OF US HAVE ANY OTHER FRIENDS!"
>She'll get tired and leave soon. You hope.
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>>29533258
Anything based on pic related.
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>>29533921
>"YET THE COMPANIONSHIP WE TOO DESIRE! IF IT WERE NOT FROM OUR OWN MISTAKES OTHERS WOULD SEE US AS VICTIMS OF CRUEL FATE!"
>You were joking when you mentioned coming here was a mistake
>"ALAS, THOUGH WE SEEK TO MEND OUR WAYS THE REST OF THE WORLD CAN STILL ONLY SEE THE MARKS OF DARKNESS!"
>You put some liquor in your coffee
>"EVEN NOW OUR DOMAIN OF NIGHT IS SEEN AS A SYMBOL OF EVIL!"
>Okay this is getting sad
"Fine, you can come in!"
>Luna crashes through your window
>"Your invitation is most well received! And glorious moon, I brought parcheesi!"
"No. If anything we are playing Guess Who."
>"I SHALL BE THE ONE WITH THE HAT!"
"Okay."
>And that is why you have never lost a game to Luna
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>>29534286
Luna is very bad at games.
She loses at "Suck the Dick" every time she and Anon play.
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>>29534345
Likewise, Anonymous hasn't won a game of "Don't Suck the Dick" since that one time in the barn.
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>>29534465

How else is he going to get his protein in a town of filthy vegetarians.
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>>29533921
>>29534286
This is practically a one-shot in itself. You should write more.
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>>29534775
>protein
b12 deficiency is what fucks you in a veg diet, not protien
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El bump
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>>29534040
AB is straight savage.
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>9
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>>29534465
>>29534775
http://pastebin.com/5XPFUsCz
(too lazy to try to look up the original posts)
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>>29536063
>Applebloom constantly asks Anon soul crushing questions without thinking about it
>"Hey Anon, do you think that after being here for so long everyone you used to know is dead?"
>"Hey Anon, if there's only one of you does that mean you can't have babies?"
>"Hey Anon, when you die who will you leave your stuff to?"
>"Hey Anon, can you really love somepony that looks nothing like you?"
>"Hey Anon, what would your family say if they saw you now?"
>"Hey Anon, why is that piece of rope hanging from your ceiling?"
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>>29524020
It'll be a bit. Irl a shit.
Maybe do a smaller old unfinshed one for now that's just as dissapointing
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>>29536218
I'm pretty sure I'm dead.
Yup. No, I'm not going to try anyway.
Since you're here I assume that I'm on land borrowed from your family that will revert to them in the event of my (next) death.
No, because I'm a human and not capable of love.
"Hi."
For climbing practice.
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>>29536706
He later died from blueberry poisoning
Again
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>>29490120
Does anyone remember the founding of AiE?
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>>29536782
Yes
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>>29536269
Take your time if you need it, as long as we get that delivery in the end.
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>>29534850
Those posts were written by different Anons.
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>>29537041
YOUR DIFFERENT ANONS
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>>29536782
No, go fuck yourself with a horsecock.
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>>29536782
Not personally, but I've heard he's an alright guy.
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>>29536782
Why
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>>29538002
Because you touch yourself at night.
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I have a new fetish!

Shark Pony Fetish!
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>>29538034
Tell us more.
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>>29538034
I have a new fetish.
It's you Anon.
Now I'll unchain you and let you out of the basement if you promise not to run.
We're so far away from town it wouldn't do you any good anyway.
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>>29538016
And the morning too. Don't forget that part.
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>>29538721
It's easier to count the times you're not touching yourself.
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Twilight used to keep a secret log of all of Anon's activities. She stopped when she noticed all he does is masturbate and wallow in self loathing before masturbating again.
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>Anon has fireworks for a holiday
>Has just finished setting them up
>Lights the fuse
>Pony comes along
>Ponies have a tendancy to just eat whatever they find on the ground
>Anon has had to help many ponies with strings they've eaten during his job as a nurse at the horsepital
>Pony eats one of Anon's fireworks
>Pony explode

>Ponies have a new fad
>Anal fireworks
>They have fireworks built into buttplugs
>Much fun is had by ponies
>Chasing each other around backwards shooting fireballs from roman anal candles
>Streams of sparks fly from the rears of other ponies
>Some unfortunate ponies only get snakes
>It just looks like they're shitting

>Anon is on duty at the horsepital when a burn case comes in
>A pony had a butt firework accident and caught fire
>It falls to him to care for the victim
>Anon has to peel off the black caramelized coating from the pony's marshmallow body
>The pony is left with a soft goopy sticky body from the intense heat
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>>29538990
And
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>>29539513
And that's it.
That's how most human in Equestria situations end up.
They always get a broken example of humanity and are ill equipped to deal with them.
The best they can do is give them a place to live and food.
They are secretly relieved when the human eventually kills themselves.
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>>29539711
OR
and here me out on this one
OR, it becomes a friendship problem that the mane 6 are unwilling to let go by unaddressed both for moral and contractual reasons
And Luna is super jelly
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>>29539734
Friendship problem that is ruined by the human's lack of energy involving anything social and his terrible attempts at seduction.
Some ponies give in and gave the human pity sex only to be disappointment by his performance and the lingering smell that wouldn't wash out for weeks.
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>>29539763
All of Equestria descends into a depression as the value of friendship becomes questioned leading to the downfall of this golden era for ponies.
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>>29539846
Not really, they just assume Anon is incapable of friendship magic.
A magic retard if you will.
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>>29539966
but it works on literally everyone else
except maybe Chrysalis
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>>29539966
Seems reasonable
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>>29536762
>It was a long trek back but anon got his souls back from the blueberry bush monster
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Finished up the first part of a short story based on >>29534040. Gonna clear my head before revising, so I'll post it later.
Have a page 5 bump.
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Crosspostan
>>29540360
>Be Maud at the rock farm.
>Your sister Pinkie brought a friend to stay for a few days.
>A dude friend.
>You heard him talking to pinkie as the two of them arrived.
>You're a little concerned about this.
>Unlike Pinkie and you, Inky and Blinky have never really gone far enough out from the farm to get used to guys.
>You'd better go talk to them.
>You go talk to them.
>Then you go see Pinkie.
>Pinkie introduces you to her friend.
>He's not a pony.
>That's odd.
>You tell Pinkie this.
>She agrees.
>Then Inky comes in.
>She spills her spaghetti all over the place when she sees Pinkie's friend.
>He is covered in sauce, it's all soaking into his clothes.
>Inky runs away.
>You think you might be able to salvage this situation.
>"I think we should go wash this sauce off."
>Now let's see what you look like without those clothes...
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>>29538073
I imagine they just read >>29525128.
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I'll call this story "Love is (not) in the Air" because titles are hard. Again, based on >>29534040.

>"Harder, Anon! I'm not a foal, ya know."
"If I push any harder, you'll end up wrapped around the pole."
>Despite your words, you oblige Apple Bloom, putting a little more force into your next thrust.
>The swing and its occupant shoot forward, cutting through the air until Apple Bloom is parallel with the ground, facing the cloudless sky.
>She lets out a small whoop right before the swing begins its journey back towards you.
>You can't remember the last time you used a swing set but you're sure you enjoyed it as much as Apple Bloom currently is.
>Her little Crusader buddies aren't around to take part in your impromptu swing session, although you don't mind. They can be quite the handful at times.
>Knowing them, they'd probably ask you to help come up with some scheme to get their Cutie Marks.
>Not that you'd decline.
>You take one step backwards and put your hand out to slow Apple Bloom's ascent. One firm shove later, she's heading away.
>You admire the Cutie Mark Crusaders' resolve. Although their eagerness borders on obsession at times, they never give up. They try everything.
>EVERYTHING.
>Results vary from simple failure to catching the cutie pox.
>That was an interesting day.
>Point is, you're always willing to lend them a hand when needed.
>You focus back on Apple Bloom's rapidly-approaching form.
>She's standing on the swing seat, fore-hooves gripping the rope. She's looking back at you with a determined expression.
>What in the hell is she going to do?
>You raise your arm again to push her, but Apple Bloom has other plans.
>Right before the swing reaches its apex, she launches herself backwards off the seat, performing a backflip.
>You begin to move in an effort to catch her, but stop almost immediately.
>Apple Bloom sails through the air far longer than any object of her size should. She lands barrel-first on your head, a single 'oomph' escaping her mouth.
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>>29541703
>"Ta-da!"
>You laugh softly, bringing your hands together for a small round of applause.
"Very impressive. I'll admit you had me worried for a second."
>Apple Bloom huffs in annoyance. You can feel her chest move with each breath she takes.
>"Ah would've been fine no matter what happen'd."
>Of course she would. Doesn't mean you can't express concern.
>You don't say that, instead opting to nod your head. Her forelegs swing in and out of your peripheral vision.
"You're right."
>You reach up and poke her side. A giggle floats down to your ears.
"Enjoying the view up there?"
>"You bet! I wish I was as tall as you, Anon."
"Could you imagine? You'd have such long legs compared to the rest of your body. You would look like you were wearing stilts!"
>You give Apple Bloom's left foreleg a tug to emphasize the absurdity. Another giggle is heard.
>"Not like that, silly! Ah mean... more like Princess Celestia! She's tall, although I don't think she's as tall as you."
>No she is not. You wouldn't be surprised if you're the only being in Equestria she's ever had to literally look up to.
"Ahh, that makes more sense."
>You scrunch your face in mock thought before glancing upwards at the pale yellow chin blocking a portion of your view.
"You sure you don't want long legs?"
>No response.
>After a moment, you feel a hoof lightly flick your ear.
>Chuckling to yourself, you look back towards the now-still swing set and gesture towards it.
"So, you plan on getting back on or are you going to set up shop on my head?"
>You feel Apple Bloom shift slightly, hind-hooves finding purchase on your shoulder.
>A few seconds later, she pipes up.
>"I think Ah could use a snack right 'bout now."
"Home?"
>Her chin bobs up and down briefly before abruptly ceasing.
>"Home."
>You nod once before turning around. Time to pay a visit to Sweet Apple Acres.
>Apple Bloom can stay on your head. Her weight is barely noticeable.
>You walk in silence for a few minutes.
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>>29541709
>Ponies who notice your rad new hat give good-natured laughs. You can see Apple Bloom's forelegs move every so often to wave at onlookers.
>A lull in your unexpected parade finally presents itself, and you pounce on the opportunity.
"I take it the other two are busy today?"
>No need to mention names, she knows exactly who you're referring to.
>"Yeah. Sweetie Belle has to help her sister today and Scootaloo... she didn't get into the specifics."
>It's hard to miss the dejection in her tone.
>You can sympathize with her. Nothing sucks more than having a day off school and no friends to spend it with.
>"Since they're both occupied, it's up to me to find our next crusade."
>You doubt the CMC are trying to recover the Holy Land from Islamic rule.
>You open your mouth to offer assistance, but think better of it. If she needs help, she'll ask.
"Good luck then."
>Memories of their last antic resurface in your mind.
"Uhh, just keep 'love' or anything related out of it, okay?"
>You don't want another love-crazed mare bowling you over in an attempt to reach their 'Sweetums'. Ms. Cheerilee still hasn't apologized for that.
>Rude.
>Apple Bloom fidgets. Guess she's not proud of that.
>"We learned our lesson, Anon. You can't force love."
"Right."
>At least not with love potions. Apparently that's a thing in Equestria, although it doesn't surprise you much.
>You've gotten better at dealing with this strange fantasy world over the past year. You just nod your head and mutter 'of course' anytime something unusual occurs.
>No further words come from Apple Bloom so you continue trekking forward quietly, the idle sounds of Ponyville filling your ears.
>You could also use some grub to fill your stomach.
>And by grub, you mean delicious sweets.
>Damn you Pinkie. Damn you and your unrivaled baking skills.
>You want to stop by Sugarcube Corner after this trip to Applejack's place, but there's no way in hell you won't be offered some form of refreshments by Granny Smith.
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>>29541728
>Not that you're complaining.
>Between all the apple pie, apple juice, apple cider, Zap Apple jam, apple pastries, and plain apples you eat, it's nothing short of a goddamn miracle you haven't experienced an apple overload.
>Must be some special apples.
>Still, you really want to visit Sugarcube Corner.
>Maybe you can eat only half of your usual portions at the farm so you still have room for dessert at SCC.
>Good thinking, Anon. You get the best of both worlds.
>"Anon?"
>Apple Bloom's voice breaks your train of thought.
>You rotate your eyes upward.
"Yes?"
>Her hind-hooves ease off of your shoulders, forelegs tightly gripping the sides of your head.
>Her face slowly drops into view, brilliant gamboge eyes locking with yours.
>"How come you don't have a special somepony?"
>...
>What.
>Your head physically recoils, although you're careful to keep it level. Don't want Apple Bloom falling off.
>Talk about an unexpected question. Where the heck did that come from?
>What kind of question is that?
>You're about to tell her off for unwarranted prying when you decide better.
>She's a kid. It's a perfectly reasonable question.
"Hmmm..."
>Your gaze shifts to the side as you come up with a suitable answer.
>Apple Bloom never stops staring at you. Her eyes are wide with anticipation.
>Cute.
"It's not something I've ever thought about. Having a special some...pony, I mean."
>You look back towards her.
"I don't actively seek out relationships. If it happens, it happens."
>Apple Bloom is satisfied with that answer, if the smile on her face says anything.
>Oh wait...
>That's a frown.
>"Are you telling me there's no pony you have an interest in?"
>Your eye twitches when she says 'pony'.
>Jeez kid, you're pushy today.
"That, is a secret."
>You make a zipping motion over your lips.
>Apple Bloom squints as though she's trying to see through a potential lie.
>"If you say so..."
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>>29541736
>She wriggles around on your head for a bit. You feel her hind-hooves touch your shoulders once again as she returns to her initial resting position.
>You can't help yourself. You need to know.
"What brought up that question?"
>You can feel Apple Bloom tense up.
>"Oh, nothing."
>Right, nothing. Definitely not a lie.
>Her sister would be disappointed.
>A new thought makes your walking falter slightly.
"Are you thinking of playing 'matchmaker' again? Was Hearts-and-Hooves Day not enough to quench your thirst for destruction?"
>You hope she sees it as the joke it's meant to be.
>Panic is evident in her voice.
>"NO! Ah mean, I'm not playing 'matchmaker'! I was just curious!"
>You laugh.
"I know, I know."
>"Oh."
>Nothing more is said as you amble onwards, passing apple tree after apple tree. AJ is somewhere out there, hard at work bucking those poor trees.
>Apple Bloom's question resurfaces in your mind.
>You weren't lying.
>Technically.
>True to your words, you don't actively search for love.
>But there's that one word she mentioned.
>Somepony.
>You like ponies. The majority are friendlier than anyone you ever knew prior to arriving in Equestria.
>Fun to hang around, almost always willing to give a helping hoof, they're just like humans, if not better.
>Just like humans.
>...
>Except they aren't.
>You have a plethora of acquaintances, plenty of friends, and a few close friends.
>But when you think of attraction, it's nonexistent.
>More than a year in Equestria has done nothing to change that.
>Will that ever change?
>...Why are you even thinking about this?
>Weren't you previously focused on sating your sweet tooth?
>What are you going to get at Sugarcube Corner?
>Red velvet cake sounds amazing right about now. Or maybe a glazed donut? The possibilities are endless
>You turn left and enter the Apple's property, taking the winding path leading to the farm house.
>Shoot, you might just opt for a delicious fudge coo--
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>>29541741
>"Ah can't wait to have a slice of apple pie!"
>Apple Bloom is clearly eager to eat.
"Not feeling for applesauce?"
>"I had that earlier with breakfast."
>No surprise there, these ponies eat apples, drink apples, and dream of apples.
>Apples are love. Apples are life.
>Speaking of apples, Applejack might be on break. Another reason to head inside.
>You reach the front door. One small tug on the handle and the door opens.
>You bend down slightly as you enter, taking care to avoid whacking Apple Bloom on the doorframe.
>"Hello? Who's there?"
>Granny Smith's voice is unmistakeable.
>"It's just me n' Anon!"
>"Anon, eh? Always ah delight to see you 'round Sweet Apple Acres. Come on in!"
>You're already 'in', but you appreciate the gesture.
>You make your way carefully to the kitchen, side-stepping a napping Winona.
>Time to eat!
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Part 1 done. I could've extended it much more but I wasn't eager to include another character in the mix. A cop-out honestly.
Feedback needed, not wanted, etc. Parts will be announced when they're actually completed.

Request: Is there a proper way to show Apple Bloom's accent outside of "ah", because that shit is as overused as it gets. I feel like I'm not properly showing how she sounds.
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>>29541798
Also forgot to mention that the shit I post here isn't edited as much compared to the pastebin. Forgive me for any spelling/grammar errors.
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>>29541116
>Inky
No one else might remember, but I remember
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Hey Anon.
Yeah.
You.
Guess what?
You will never snuggle a mare.
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>>29542155
that's ok, i have cats
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>>29542222
It's nice.
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>>29542155
Joke's on you faggot. I snuggle my mare regularly.
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>>29542283
>real horse
don't be gross anon
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>>29542256
ye, cats are good
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>>29542285
>gross
get out
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>>29541840
looking forwards to more
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>>29542283
she's cuuuute
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>>29542285
>he wouldn't fuck a real horse
What are you, gay?
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>>29490151
>Day Innocence Lost
>The pink one had broken the sanctity of your home
>The black one was spreading rumors of you being an evil hell beast
>The three small ones conned you out of a Yoda PEZ dispenser
>You would question the point in staying when only more bad tidings were sure to follow were it not for the method of your arrival
>And this is your home, your domain
>Come, disruptors of peace and solitude, come do battle
>knock knock
>You lunge from your chair opening the door with a mighty swing

>Your stoop is empty
>Whatever interloper meant to play as your tormentor missing
>Amazing considering your speed
"Hello?"
>You could close the door now and be done with it
>You have already won
>But what victory would that be? They return each day with a new annoyance
>This time you were ready. You will not be denied
"I know you're out there."

>Leaves from an overhead branch fall on your head
>Looking up you see the limb shaking like a tree with chills
>A lone strand of pink stands out from the dense green foliage
>You wearily groan at the return of your nemesis
"I can see you."
>The strand retracts into the tree
>You give her a minute to make her next move
>...
"If you're going to wait until I reach up you better be there this time."
>The shaking stops and a yellow face breaks through the bottom hanging upside down
>Wait, yellow?
>”Please don’t. I’ll leave.”
>Easier than expected
“Um, okay.”
>The rest of her body sinks into the air on lazy wings adjoined by small brown bags
>”S-sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
“That was my bad. I thought you were someone else.”
>As she readies to leave a nearby bush rumbles
>”What?“
>Rustle and grumble
>”I know, but we came uninvited.”
>Groan and moan
>”and he seems quite irritated.”
>She turns to you
>”Do you want us to go?”
“It would be preferable.”
>”See,” she harks back to the bush
>Groan, groan, rustle, whine, moan, moan
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>>29543115
>Small yellow horse bows her head
>”You’re right. We should try.”
>Damnit

>With eyes a thunder and motherly smile to bear she greets you a second time
>”Hello. I’m Fluttershy.”
“Hi. Anonymous.”
>”Nice to meet you Anonymous, though I already did know your name after hearing it from Luna.”
“Then I suppose you’re here to warn me about the monster. Pinkie already told me.”
>She shakes her head
>”Oh, no, I’m here because the others wanted me to talk with you.”
>Suspicious
“And your friend in the bushes?”
>Covering the blush with her hoof she steals a glance at said friend
>”He’s wanted to come along to keep me safe…and offer some words of encouragement.”
“Makes sense. You don’t strike me as the survivor type.”
>She waves to the bush
>”It’s okay, Harry! You can come out!”
>A mountain of flesh and claw rises to block the sun as it emerges from the comically sized bush
>Holy shit a bear!
“Holy shit a bear!”
>Harry waves back
>”He ran into the girls after they left your house and led them back home. He may look tough, but he’s really a big softy.”
>She can call him a softy, but you can see the look in his beady eyes. How they leer at you without any emotion
>To him you probably look like a nice juicy steak
>”He also said you might like this.”
>Reaching into the bag with her muzzle she pulls out a long piece of newspaper wrapped around a…
>It can’t be
>You greedily accept her offer just to make sure the thing isn’t made out of plastic
>IT’S REAL
>IT’S A REAL FISH
>On the verge of tears you shout with joy
“YOU ARE BEST FRIEND!”
>Harry gives you a claw up, though the momental bliss takes your full attention
>Fluttershy smiles
>”We’re glad you like it. We’ll go and let you enjoy your dinner.”
>You can hardly hold back the powder keg of anticipation, and you shout with every ounce of joy in your heart
“Come back anytime!”
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>Be best teacher pone.
>A few months ago, a strange creature appear in Equestria with no clue as to where he came from.
>He was like a monkey, but taller, hairless except for a mane, and a lot smarter.
>You were there when he was first found.
>Buying some necessities at the market, you remember hearing Roseluck's scream as she pointed at him.
>He was taller than any pony you had seen besides the princesses, and he looked extremely dazed and confused.
>From the time you saw him, he seemed to stumble a few yards before passing out, unconscious.
>Within the next few minutes, Twilight arrived, then the rest of the Elements came, and eventually he was spirited away to the Twilight's Castle, then to Canterlot.
>You're not really sure what's happened since. It wasn't really an important topic to you, and you've been busy with all your students.
>And Spoiled Rich. Dear Celestia, she has been quite the pain in your flank.
>She had wanted to arrange a meeting today, but as with the past 27 times, there was a good chance she just wouldn't show up.
>You think she got a kick out of wasting your already minuscule amount of free time.
>The door opened, and you were already close to the breaking point.
"Spoiled Rich, if you keep coming into MY schoolhouse and yelling unsubstantiated claims from your daughter at me, I will have no other option-"
>"No other option then to what, Miss Cheerilee?"
>That voice.
>You looked up from your papers, and before you stood no other than Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, and Twilight Sparkle.
>Horseapples.
"Oh my goodness, your highnesses, I am so sorry."
>You moved from behind your desk and bowed to the three royals as Celestia stifled a giggle at your expense.
>"Don't worry Miss Cheerilee it's quite alright. Twilight mentioned some of your more 'difficult' charges."
>Rising off the ground, your fears dissipated but you were still confused.
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>>29543438
"Not that I don't appreciate a visit from the princesses, but may I ask why you're here? As far as I know you all are a little advanced for my classes."
>"Well, we're not the ones we want you to teach."
>You heart fluttered for a moment.
>Perhaps they were talking about Flurry Heart? No, she was still a foal. Perhaps they were just preparing for the future.
>To think, you, educating a royal!
>"Is it true that you studied under Professor Bon-Park-Schoolyard Vanguard?"
"Yes, when I studied at Canterlot University, but that was years ago, why?"
>"Well," Twilight began, "I was researching how to educate feral ponies and came upon the book, 'The Wild Colt of Pompon.' Imagine my surprise when halfway through I discovered you as one of the listed researchers!"
>"To put it simply," Celestia added, "We need your help."
>You tilted your head.
"If you're looking how to educate a feral pony, I do have to admit I've been out of the circle of research for quite some time. Besides, Professor Vanguard is still quite active in Canterlot, and could surely offer more help on the subject than I ever could."
>"Well, that would be nice, if we were trying to educate a feral pony."
>You had no response, waiting for them to continue.
>"Miss Cheerilee, do you remember when that strange creature arrived in Ponyville a few months ago? Since then, he's been brought to Canterlot and we've tried everything and consulted every researcher we could find about how to bridge the language gap between us."
>"We know he has a language of his own, and is quite intelligent, but it's not as simple as just trying to translate from Zebrican to Equestrian. They have the gift of being from the same root language, but his does not. In my thousands of years, I've never heard anything remotely close to it."
>"And believe it or not," Luna continued, "When we did talk to Professor Vanguard, he recommended we talk to you."
"But why?"
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>>29543502
>"He told us that when your research team hit a wall trying to communicate with the feral colt, you were the one who patiently spent hours with him, just trying to understand him and show him a bit of compassion, actually building up trust with him instead of just poking and prodding at him."
"It's how I knew I wanted to be a teacher, not just a researcher."
"And it's that gentle touch of a teacher we need. Sadly, when he was first brought to Canterlot, Celestia and I were on a diplomatic mission in Griffonstone. Not knowing what to do with him, the receiving guards simply locked him in the dungeons. While we have definitely been more hospitable to him since, he seems cold. Lonely. Distrusting. While he may be around ponies, with no way to communicate aside from gestures, he might as well be alone. While he attempted to communicate with us in the beginning, I believe he hasn't said more than a phrase in the last few weeks."
You sighed before continuing, weighing the situation.
"So, I guess you want me to try to bridge the language gap between us? I appreciate the offer, but I can't just leave the schoolhouse and go to Canterlot. My first responsibility is to the students I already have."
>"Oh, that's not a problem at all," Twilight chimed in, "We were thinking of bringing him to Ponyville. I have more than enough room at the castle, and I've been working on a book about him."
"And he wouldn't be a danger to anyone, or try to escape?"
>"No. He's been given free reign of Canterlot Castle, and could easily escape if he wished. Instead, he just spends most days sitting next to the pond in the garden."
>Celestia rolled her eyes.
>"A noble's son actually pushed him into the pond a recent afternoon whilst trying to impress a maid, fighting 'the evil monkey.' Instead of retaliation, he got out and simply resumed sitting next to the pond."
>"We know your hours as an educator are busy, so we only ask you to do this about an hour each day after school."
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>>29543542
>Celestia levitate a note from her breastplate and placed it on your desk.
>"And have no doubts, we fully intend to compensate you for your services."
>Curious, you took the note and read the figure.
>How much per lesson?! That was more than you made in a week!
>Overcome, you fainted.
>"I believe that's a yes. Mission accomplished, sister."

And that's where I have to stop for tonight. Hope people are interested.
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>>29543545
I am.
Cheerilee is one of my favorite ponies.
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>>29543545
I am interested. The language barrier is a topic that doesn't get the love it deserves.
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>>29543560
Thats mainly because it gets resolved too quickly in most stories.
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>>29543559
>>29543560
>>29543562

Thanks. I spent at least 5 minutes just trying to sorta turn Jean-Marc-Gaspard Itard's name into one for the MLP world.

Feral people have always been an interesting topic, and I've taken many classes about East Asia while at college and hearing about European sailors shipwrecked in Asia while having no knowledge of the local language always interested me.

I'm a Comp Sci major, so I have no official schooling on feral children or how to teach them, so I'm gonna try to make it somewhat believable. Part of my thoughts about this is that perhaps humans and ponies not only speak different languages, but perhaps the way they make words is fundamentally different. While I can imagine it would be easier trying to bridge the gap between an average educated human, some of the reason it may be hard is just how alone they must feel.

Imagine being dropped in the middle of nowhere and trying to figure out how to communicate with people who have a language where parts of it are based on clicks? Part of the problem for translation would be if one party is unable to even imitate the sounds of the other side.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Click_consonant#What_clicks_sound_like

I can't find it now, but I recall reading a story of a poor Asian woman in the '70s or '80s who got on two different buses and ended up over 200 miles away from home, and in an area that spoke an entirely different language, as she spoke a lesser used language in a small locally known dialect. She was stuck there in a homeless shelter for about 10 years, and everyone thought she was mentally challenged because they couldn't understand her.
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>>29543619
I like your moxie, and enjoy many of the same things you do. I will be watching your story with great interest. Don't keep us waiting too long.
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>>29543619
They'd probably establish some kind of pidgin language to start with before having any real conversation.
Humans can't make a full or half whinny.
Ponies can't roll their rs or make the th sound.
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>>29544140
>Ponies can't roll their rs

Yes, I know it can be written off as translation convention and you're probably talking about something to do with mouth shape.
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>>29544550
I was referring to mouth shape.
I just really like the idea that humans and ponies can't communicate well with each other due to physical limitations.

Spike then steps up because dragons can speak human languages and pony languages. Because FUCK YEAH dragons.
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>>29542283
Please tell me you eat that mare's pussy on a regular basis. She's far too pretty not to have her master eat her out frequently.
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>>29544550
Her name in pony is whinny neigh neigh stomp mutter.
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>>29544674
Don't be disgusting, anon. Real mares cannot consent. And they smell bad.
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>>29544556
>Spike then steps up because dragons can speak human languages and pony languages. Because FUCK YEAH dragons.

Fuck that's a good idea...I may have to use it later in the story. Maybe.
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>>29544715
I completely agree, fellow normal and law-abiding citizen.
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>>29544715
That's right.
No consent means you can just pound away and wash the shame off later.
No need for foreplay.
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You guys have been reading "Lusty Equestrian Maid" again, haven't you.
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>>29543545
Language barrier stories instantly have me hooked. Mostly because it forces the writer to progress the plot slow enough to be detailed or it defeats the purpose of making it one of the central themes.

You'll have a reader if you continue.
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>>29544960
Yup. As a human you have all the power, so you can rape her however you want and there's nothing she can do.

>>29545190
Is that a good fic?
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>>29544715
>Real mares cannot consent.
except that's wrong
>And they smell bad.
that's probably not wrong tho
and they piss when they cum and that's kinda a no-go for me personally
i'd rather stick with my cats
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Tfw your computer won't turn on despite having zero prior issues. Granted, I use my phone for stories but still.
Stuck in a position where I want to write but I'm pissed off just enough so I can't focus properly.
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>>29518581
>-------The Next Morning at Ponyville Market, Anon's Wood-daver stall------

>"Anon!"
>"Oh hey Cheerilee."
>Wait, what?
>"Shouldn't you be at the school?"
>"I still have little time before the day begins."
>You'd say the day began when Princess Alarm Clock decided to make the sun shine bright enough to penetrate curtains.
>"Two of my little ponies have volunteered to go to the Social with you."
>"Great!"
>Is two a good number? Should you have expected more or less?
>"If you're free, you can meet them after school."
>"Yeah, I'll be there."
>"Then I'll see you later. Remember, you've only got one day left before the Social!"

>------That Afternoon--------

>"Anon, this is Rumble and Cotton Cloudy."
>You wave in greeting.
>Cloudy, the filly, looks up at you with wide eyes. Probably never seen your weird biology this close before.
>Rumble seems a bit less awed but then you've met him before.
>"Unfortunately their siblings had to do extra duty with the weather patrol and can't take them to the social."
>Why would Rumble and Thunderlane go to the social...
>Duh! Stupid question, there's probably food and games that aren't part of the sisters competition.
>Not that you were planning on letting possession of a penis stop you from competing.
>"Well I guess we'd better go think of some ideas for our routine."
>Rumble looks up at you with curious eyes.
>"You're going to be in the competition?"
>"Well yeah I had planned to."
>It's Cloudy's turn to pipe up.
>"But it's kind of for sisters..."
>"Oh I'm sure I can convince the judges to make an exception for me. Now who wants to go to Sugarcube Corner?"
>Tiny pony cheers greet your ears.
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>>29545454
That kid got kicked because he snuck up behind the horse and touched it. You want to start at the front of the horse, where it can see you, then run your hand down the length of it's body as you go behind it so it knows where you are.
Also he touched it at arms length, which isn't a good idea. If you're going to be enticing a horse to kick you, make sure you're as close behind it as possible so it's kick can't get a good wind-up.
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>>29546096
this is going to be... interesting if nothing else, please continue
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>>29545792
Go through the internals. Unplug and replug everything one at a time. Check the light by the bios battery to make sure the board is getting proper power.

And if none of that works, make a junker from shit-tier parts and put your drives in it so you at least have access to your files and shit.
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>>29504542
That was by HamGravy, I'm pretty sure.
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>>29547091
Not gonna blog post here, but I've done a fuckton of troubleshooting and the signs point more towards the motherboard being fucked (turns on but no POST). Why it suddenly shit the bed is beyond me.

All this means is revising becomes a massive pain in the ass.
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>>29547472
Well, shit. You might be able to fix it by swapping out the power supply. If something happened to the CPU's power cable things would break like you described.

Outside of that, you're basically fucked for home repair.
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>>29547599
This. I spent a long time recently trying to troubleshoot what looked like a fucked up mobo (artefacting on bios, sometimes required safe mode sometimes wouldn't boot) only to find it was the power supply
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>>29547599
>>29547971
I have no spare PSU to check see if that's the issue, but if I get the same solid red light w/ fans on every single boot (for the past day), I doubt it's the power supply. Definitely something I'll keep in mind, thanks guys.

Gonna get back to writing since suddenly I have quite a bit of free time on my hands.
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>>29546746
The original topic was rape without foreplay. And in any case those strategies sound like they'd mitigate the risk, not eliminate it. I read a FAQ once that said to always wear a helmet; a cup might be a good idea too, at least until you need to take it off.
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>>29543545
I await more green
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>>29543545
>>29543619
While I was reading the story I kept getting flashbacks of the movie Arrival maybe some inspiration from that? Maybe? Ehh?
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>>29549673
>Arrival

Never saw it. Considered it, but heard it was 'meh.'
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>>29550875
Definitely a rental.
Good concept weak execution.
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>>29546096
20s!~
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>>29550904
I liked it.
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>>29550904
>Be Twilight Sparkle in Equestria.
>Librarian.
>Today a new video library opened in town.
>You didn't find out until after it closed though.
>So you haven't gotten to find out much about it.
>Just that lots of ponies have borrowed videos from it.
>You make it tomorrow so you can go check it out.
>Princess powers fuck yeah!
>You go out and walk to the new video library.
>It's not very well labeled, there isn't even a sign.
>But you do indeed get the feeling that it is full of videos.
>You go in and start browsing.
>Ah, FATAL the Musical, that sounds interesting.
>You grab it and use your mouth to take it to the counter.
>You don't see the owner around so you just use some of the jam in the nearby cupboard to leave a note.
>'I'm Borrowing this video, love Twilight."
>You'd write more but you only have a few jars to write with.
>Satisfied that you have left proper records, you leave the video library and return to your housebrary
>You put the sun back down and go to bed, leaving the video on the table.
>You sleep.

>Be Anon.
>Your house has been ransacked while you slept.
>Your video collection is strewn about the living room and someone has smeared jam all over the kitchen counter.
>One of these days you are going to poison these fucking ponies.
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>>29551620
I'd poison them too if they broke into my house and took my stuff. Either that or I'd return the favor and steal Spike.
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>>29551972
...How fireproof are you?
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>>29552147
Very.
I eat a bowl full of asbestos every morning to increase my flame tolerance.
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>>29543545
>inb4 it's another awful Cheerilee-Anon romance
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>>29552524
It doesn't have to be.
It could be another Rainbow Dash rapes the retard monkey fic.
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>>29552524
Congratulations on not liking thing.
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>>29552524
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>>29551620
Could be a nice story and seems well written, but as many stories like it i must ask question: "Why live with these ponies, in this town? No one has bothered to suggest to you that there might be other nations where people are more 'in tune' with your kind."
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>>29553374
Shit, wrong person.
>>29543545
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>>29552789
>>29553179

>It's been a long day, and you’re so done with liking things
>That bush you saw over there? Fuck that bush. You like shrubs better.
>Oh, and that table? Man, wtf is with people making tables out of metal nowadays? Wood or GTFO.
>This stuff under your feet…wait is this gavel? Oh hell no, fuck that stuff, why is everyone always making gravel roads? Don’t they know ponies are sick of it? Where’s the asphalt??
>You let out a heavy sigh and scan the street for more things to dislike.
>To your surprise, you see a strange little pony, with a red mane and tail and a busy, ugly curie mark with a crappy color pallet that doesn’t relate to her character at all.
>Typical.
“Hey” you shout gruffly, and the little filly turns.
“Well hi there Anon!” she says brightly, with a thick drawl. “I was just-”
>You push your index finger hard into her mouth, until her lips look like a tiny yellow sphincter.
“I’m going to stop you right there,” you say. “I mean. What are you doing? What do you think you are fucking doing walking around, talking with that horrible annoying accent anyway? It’s 2017, bitch, no one likes country bumpkin lols anymore. Also, your front feet are poorly drawn, where are the joints? Also, you really need to work on how you interact with your world and storyline, it’s just utterly unlikable. I mean, do you think someone like me would ever like a pony like you, if you look, act, sound, and are drawn like that?”
>She mumbles something enthusiastically, and you uncork her anus mouth so she can speak more clearly.
“Wull I always thought you liked ponies like Miss Cheerilee!”
>You let out a groan and roll your eyes.
“Oh. Come. ON.” You moan in distaste. “The last thing we need is another awful Cheerily-Anon romance.”
>The poorly-characterized filly tilts her head questioning.
“So…that’s something you don’t like, then?” she asks haltingly.

(1/2)
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>>29553409

>You shake your head.
“Nope!” you declare loudly. “I don’t like thing!”
>All at once, there’s a burst of starlight and sunshine over your head. You reach up with one hand to shade your eyes from the brilliance above you.
>It’s…it’s beautiful! A little flashy and deus-ex, but pretty nonetheless.
>From this brilliance descends a brilliant white horse, that looks like it’s supposed to be all cool and slender and maybe sexy, but god who would market horses as sex objects, that’s just sick. She looks like some all-powerful Mary Sue, but even then you blink up into her radiance like an ant criticizing a magnifying glass int he hands of a child.
“So Anon,” you hear her boom out, voice too motherly to have any real character. “I hear you do not like thing?”
“Th-that’s right,” you stutter out “I do not like thing.”
>She descends to you, and you see she is holding a small green dragon between her teeth. It’s smiling dumbly, like it’s one of those children with a brain stem and nothing else.
>Then, all at once, it opens its mouth and gives a loud belching, vomiting noise. From this confusing series of noises and actions, a scroll appears. It descends to your hand, and then the OP pony and dragon vanish in a final, rushed, and illogical burst of light.
>What will this note say? Will it tell you more about relationships between you and Cheerilee? Will it explain why this little southern pony is so shit? Will it fix this whole fad of metal tables?
>What will it tell you? You don’t like thing and her response is…
>You unroll the scroll with shaking hands and read the one, simple, emotionally impactful word written there:
OK
>You never complained again.
>At least out loud.

-END-

(2/2)

...I dunno, I was bored. Happy Friday or something.
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>>29553409
>>29553418
I like this thing.
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>>29554083
>thing
It's not a "Thing"

>Green
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>>29554083
Okay.
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>>29554594
What
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>>29553418
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I HAVE A DREAM

SOMEONE DID

>555555

He did something...
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>>29555460
No shit.
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>>29555469
indeed
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>>29516256
>18th Jan
>Last Saddle Arabia prison was in November
>Work leaves me sometimes weak and schedule doesn't allow me to multi-task write all the delicious green I want to write
>Want to write for Guard mare and PiE too
ASDAFHAJSFD
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Here's something short I wrote, because I could.

>In a world wracked by perils, trials, and tribulations of all kinds, who will stand up for goodness, righteousness, and Apple Family Reserve for the low, low price of just 30 bits?
>Yes! It’s the Surprising Adventures of You: Sir Anonymous Beef Wellington, and your Trusted Sidekick, Derpy.
>The story so far: as usual, you and your trusted sidekick are hot on the trail of your Nemesis, Some Bastard, who is presumably responsible.
>In today’s episode, you find yourself as you usually do: finding refuge in a dark alley due to your Nemesis’s control of all the lawful institutions in the world.
>Dressed in your fine leather trenchcoat and hunter’s cap, you roll out of the heavy blanket over you and drink a dredge from a green glass bottle of the finest bourbon five quid can buy, when suddenly, you spot a stallion in a black overcoat and a large hat.
“Look, Derpy! An agent of my Nemesis!”
>Derpy arouses herself from her respective slumber on the other side of the alley and waddles over to you, taking a sip from her can, which you gleefully wrench from her grasp, before pointing and jumping ecstatically towards the passing villain, his top hat and shiny wallet sure to contain some clue to the enemy’s plot.
“Quickly, Derpy. Assail him while I search his pockets for evidence of nefarious deeds,” you say.
>“Yes, sir!” Derpy says with a curt nod, before tackling the pony to the ground.
>Shouting out your distinctive theme melody, you rustle through the colt’s pockets, looking for any sign of any information that might be relevant.
>You quickly come up with a fat wallet, a pocket watch, and a picture of a woman named “Roseluck.”
>The colt wriggles free and takes off, yelling for the authorities, assuredly under your Nemesis’s control.
>“Should I catch him, sir?” your sidekick asks.
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>>29556048

“Not to worry, Derpy,” you say breathlessly as she brushes herself off. “We can make it back to the base of operations now, to analyze the evidence.”
>The two of you scuttle back to your secret base at the local Wet Whistle Liquor Store, placing a fat wad of bits on the counter to buy as many eight-ounce bottles of Stalliongrad Standard as you can.
>Back behind the Greased Slut bordello, you down as many bottles as you can while examining the evidence with a broken magnifying lens, pointed backwards in the most efficient manner.
>“Have you found anything, sir?” Derpy asks.
“Unfortunately not,” you say, suppressing the urge to dry heave. “Wait! This photograph is clearly of… Roseluck….”
>“Oh, yeah. She lives over on Sixth Street, I think.”
“Then I must say Derpy, we should visit her at once. It might be the key to catching my Nemesisis.”
>Escaping the sights of your Nemesis’s agents, disguised as members of local law enforcement, you rush over to Roseluck’s apartment and bang heavily on the door, wheezing from your brief jog.
>The fine dame makes her way out to the door.
>“What in Tartarus? Who the hell are you? What are you doing here? Shoo! I’m not giving you bums any money,” she says.
“Please, Lady Roseluck. I’m on the hunt for my Nemesis and -” you begin to say, but not before the lady can cut you off.
>“How do you know my - nevermind, I’m calling the police.”
>She heads inside to get the telephone.
>You turn to Derpy.
“Dammit! She’s already facing Stockholm Syndrome.”
>“What’s that?” Derpy asks.
“No matter, Derpy. I will now cure it through my hypnotic skills.”
>You step through the door and pull out a broken pocketwatch, a shard of glass still stuck in its permanently opened face.
“Miss Roseluck? If you could kindly look at my watch then I could -”
>“Did I say you could come in here?” she says. “Leave! Go! And you’re tracking filth all over the carpet, you smell like alcohol and… oh Celestia…. “
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>>29556052

>“If you’d just listen to me for a moment, I can explain -”
“Get out!”
>“Right! You leave me no choice then!”
>You deck her so hard it sends her spinning into her marble countertop and out cold on the floor.
“Derpy!” you shout. “Get in here. Help me search the house for clues.”
>Unfortunately, you don’t find any further clues to this plot, so you are forced to assume that Roseluck was only a red herring.
>However, you do find a nearly full bottle of cooking sherry in the fridge, two packs of Filthy Rich’s Filthiest Richest Cigarettes, and a few silver baubles that you can probably pawn for a few quid to pay for more.
>You hustle out the back window into an alley just as the authorities arrive, and are again on the run from your Nemesis’s fiendish boys in blue.
>Unfortunately, it seems that they’ve planned ahead, and a wagon quickly pulls up and cuts off your path of escape.
“Curses!” you cry out, as you flip to run the other way, only to remember the policemen already chasing you.
>You turn around again, but then remember the police wagon already waiting there.
>Once more you turn around, only to remember the policemen rapidly approaching with their dreaded blunt clubs.
>You try to turn once more, but your nimble legs escape you for a brief moment, and you trip over your sidekick and smack against the unforgiving moist dirt.
>As you and your trusted sidekick Derpy are rudely trundled into the wagon, you can only wonder how your Nemesis got so far ahead of your quick wits and physical prowess.
>How can the forces of goodness stand idly by as you fight for all that is just?
>Why does no one but your partner seem to recognize your struggle?
>Why does the price of booze seem to be ever increasing such that it’s just beyond your reach?
>Will you ever find your Nemesis and figure out his evil scheme?
>Who can answer these questions, and others that you may or may not have?
>Find out next time in the Adventures of Sir Anonymous Beef Wellington.
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>>29556055
Anyways, that's that little thing.

Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/S6ab29n1
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>>29556058
cool
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>>29553374
>>29553385
Honestly, I don't have an answer for you other then 'cause.' I know it's shit, but it's all I have because it's not what the focus is.

If you really want to press me for a reason, I guess I would have to say that since Anon spawned in Equestria, clearly does not belong, that the Princesses feel that he's their responsibility, and aren't just going to drop him off like in Air Bud and go, "be free, follow your dreams."

Perhaps they could try passing him off to the minotaurs or griffons, but you still hit the language barrier that the story has. They don't even know that much about his culture, and as such wouldn't even begin to know where to send him.

>>29552524
Anon's the only retard in the story right now, I can include bluefast later if you want.
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>>29541798
Part 2 is finished. Gonna clear my head, etc. I do love having to boot up a slow-as-fuck laptop just to edit.
Have a page 6 bump.
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>>29541798
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>It's early in the afternoon and you're heading towards the Schoolhouse.
>Apple Bloom wants you to help with the CMC's next activity, although she didn't tell you her plans.
>All she divulged was for you to meet with them after school.
>Seeing her discover the idea was pretty funny yesterday.
>She had a piece of apple pie an inch away from being eaten when lightning struck.
>You watched in amusement as she froze, eyes wide and mouth agape. With each passing second, her mouth shifted into a wide smile.
>Safe to say she was excited.
>What could it possibly be?
>Weightlifting? Skydiving? Playing the ukulele?
>Well, Apple Bloom did say they would need your help.
>With your extensive skill-set, it's clear they'll need assistance with reaching things in high places and picking up medium-sized objects.
>Quite the niche role, but you fill it well.
>The sound of laughing fillies and colts wake you up from your pondering. Here's the schoolhouse, now where are those three?
>A quick scan and you find them seated not far from the main entrance.
>They're next to Ms. Cheerilee; Apple Bloom and Scootaloo are talking with her while Sweetie Belle furiously waves a foreleg at you.
>Well hello to you too.
>You wave your hand back as you make your way over to them.
>As you approach, the other three take notice. All eyes are on you when you stop in front of them.
>Sweetie Belle is the first to talk.
>"Hey Anon!"
"What's up, guys?
>You give a polite nod to Ms. Cheerilee.
"Hey Ms. Cheerilee."
>"Good afternoon, Anon."
>You look back to the pint-sized trio staring up at you, eyes narrowing in faux suspicion.
>Scootaloo opens her mouth to speak but you interrupt.
"You three aren't bothering poor Ms. Cheerilee, are you? I don't need to be run over a second time."
>Scootaloo's expression quickly turned into one of shock.
>"We're not bothering Ms. Cheerilee! We wanted to know more about the upcoming field trip!"
>"Yea!"
>Apple Bloom is quick to pipe in.
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>>29557073
>Your expression doesn't change. A hand is brought up to slowly stroke your chin.
"Hmmm..."
>Your gaze moves to Ms. Cheerilee, who's having a hard time keeping a calm smile on her face.
>You raise an eyebrow.
>True or not true?
>She begins to speak, traces of amusement layering her words.
>"Don't worry Anon; my students are just interested in learning more about the musical we're going to see."
>You exaggerate a nod of approval.
>Scootaloo looks relieved.
>Ms. Cheerilee scratches the back of her head with a fore-hoof, embarrassment visible on her features.
>"I'm sorry for knocking you down on Hearts-and-Hooves Day. As you know, I wasn't entirely myself that day."
>Apology received. Mission accomplished.
>You shrug.
"It happens."
>Far from the worst thing you've ever dealt with.
>You think back to her earlier words.
"A musical?"
>She nods.
>"We're going to see 'Mane Spray' in Manehattan.
>You've been to Manehattan once. Since you never visited Manhattan back on Earth, you figured 'NYC: Pony Edition' was as close as you'd get.
>Smelled like horses.
"Cool."
>You grin.
"Am I invited?"
>Ms. Cheerilee gives you a warm smile.
>"I'm sure the class would love having their favorite chaperone attend."
>You pump your fist.
>Aww yiss. Free trip to Manehattan.
>It pays to help out at the school from time to time.
>Human kids can be annoying little brats, but these colts and fillies...
>Can also be annoying little brats.
>...
>But they're so damn adorable!
>Little bastards could probably get away with murder. One wide-eyed look of sadness and they leave scott-free.
>You've seen Sweetie Belle do it.
>Your heart may have actually stopped.
"Are you going just to see the musical? Will there be any sight-seeing?"
>You like the idea of being a tour guide for the group.
>Ms. Cheerilee shakes her head.
>"Just 'Mane Spray' and a stop to eat lunch. I don't think we want a repeat of Canterlot."
>She lets out a shaky laugh.
>Oh right, Canterlot.
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>>29557081
>What was supposed to be a short trip through the Castle Gardens turned into an afternoon-long series of gripping events.
>At least for you.
>Ms. Cheerilee was franticly trying to keep the kids from wandering too far from the main group lest something-- even more absurd from the last-- happened.
>And it did.
>Seven times, to be exact.
>You shrug, unconvinced.
"I dunno, the kids seemed to enjoy it. Not every child can say they've seen popcorn rain from the sky."
>"I'm sure the children were ecstatic, but controlling twelve exuberant fillies and colts is quite the task, as you know."
>You know. Kinda.
"Yea, the salt and sugar spills didn't exactly help."
>Ms. Cheerilee's serene mask cracks, and her right eye twitches briefly.
>There's a hint of restraint in her voice.
>"No they did not."
>You gesture dismissively with a hand.
"Well, as long as we avoid large carts of popcorn, salt, and sugar, we should have a rather plain trip."
>"Hopefully."
>Ms. Cheerilee gives another uneasy laugh.
>You take this time to look back to the CMC.
>Or rather, the spot where they used to be.
>What the hell, where did they go?
>You twist your head around in search of them, but only find a few fillies still hanging around the schoolyard.
>Should you go looking for them?
>Naah, they're fine. If they really needed you they would've been pestering you to join them long before this conversation got rolling.
>You turn back to Ms. Cheerilee.
>"I'm a little late to ask, but how was your Hearts-and-Hooves Day? I know it must've been better than mine."
>You smirk, ignoring the slight pang of emptiness in your chest.
"Nothing special. Same old, same old."
>You pause.
"Actually, I did get ambushed by Miss Pinkamena, who was hiding in a bush. She gave me a chocolate cupcake with vanilla frosting and sprinkles."
>That was one damn good cupcake.
>You nod in remembrance.
"Aside from that, it was a regular day."
>You gesture towards Ms. Cheerilee.
"So how was youuuuurrrrsss..."
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>>29557085
>Your voice slowly trails off as your brain catches back up with your mouth.
>That's what you get for asking obvious follow-up questions.
"Oh... right."
>You cringe.
>Ms. Cheerilee laughs. A full, hearty laugh compared to the restrained chuckles of before.
>After a few moments, she manages to compose herself. Wiping her eyes with a foreleg, she responds.
>"Outside of "The Incident", I spent most of the day with my students. Pinkie Pie also gave me a cupcake, lemon with vanilla frosting."
>You catch her head faintly moving up and down.
>Oh yea, that's the good stuff.
>"I can hardly call the remainder of the day 'regular'. "Unique" would fit better.
>Falling madly in love with a pony you barely converse with /is/ unique, you suppose.
"That /is/ something else."
>Ms. Cheerilee's gaze briefly falls to your right side. Right before she returns to looking at you, she does a double-take.
>Her face is fixed in suspicion, eyes trained on one spot.
>You turn around, trying to see whatever has claimed Ms. Cheerilee's attention.
>Nothing.
>What the hell is she looking at?
>You turn back to facing her, eyebrow raised in confusion.
"What?"
>"It appears the Crusaders are spying on us."
>¿Que?
"Why?"
>"I don't know..."
>Ms. Cheerilee's eyes widen and her pupils contract. She brings a fore-hoof to her face, lightly smacking her forehead before dragging it down, closing her eyes in the process.
>"I do hope it's not for the reason I think it is..."
>It's impossible to miss the exasperation in her tone.
>You take a brief glance behind you.
"I'll go talk to them, I'm supposed to be helping them today anyway."
>"You are, are you..."
>Ms. Cheerilee is giving you a deadpan look.
"...Yes?"
>She continues to stare at you for a few seconds.
>"Then have fun!"
>There's that restrained smile again.
>Does she doubt your ability to help them? To have fun?
>You'll show her. You'll have a ton of fun!
"I'll try."
>You raise a hand to bid farewell.
"I'll see yoooouuuuu..."
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>>29557090
>"The trip is one week from today, departing at seven-thirty."
>Holy heck that is early. You need your beauty sleep!
"Gotcha."
>You start walking backwards, pulling out a pair of finger pistols to aim at Ms. Cheerilee.
"Have a good day!"
>She raises a fore-hoof in return.
>"You too, Anon."
>You turn around mid-step and start walking forward.
>Ms. Cheerilee was looking in this direction when she pointed out the Crusaders. They have to be around here.
>A smarter person would turn back and ask her for their exact location, but your pride prevents you from doing so.
>You're in too deep now, Anon.
>You slow your stride, taking extra care to locate a red bow, white fur, cerise mane... Anything that makes the trio stick out like a sore thumb.
>Did they move? They probably moved.
>Maybe you should just--
>"Shhh, he's headin' this way!"
>"Why are we hiding? Didn't you tell him we needed his help?
>You turn slightly to the left.
>You can make out the harsh whispers of Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle respectively.
>There they are!
>You reduce your speed to a crawl, tiptoeing closer and closer to the talking bush three yards away.
>"Yea, but we don't want him to know we were spying on them!"
>Scootaloo needs to work on her quiet voice.
>"We didn't have to spy on them! We could've just stayed there and eavesdropped on their conversation!"
>"That wouldn't work! They..."
>Apple Bloom falls silent to Sweetie Belle's superior logic.
>Seriously, why /are/ they hiding? You weren't exactly having a private conversation with Ms. Cheerilee.
>You're almost at the bush. None of the Crusaders have noticed your approaching footfalls.
>They really need to work on their whispering.
>"Oh jeez, we need to leave this spot NOW."
>"We can't! Anon's lookin' for us."
>"But if he finds us hiding, he'll know something is up."
>They're definitely distraught now. The bush is shaking a little.
>You finally reach the bush. Thankfully the sun isn't positioned such that you cast a shadow over them.
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>>29557094
>"Take a peek and see where he is!"
>"Alright, alright. Hold on...
>Sweetie Belle is obviously annoyed at having to scout for the three.
>Oh, this is gonna be good.
>Quickly squatting down, you put on your best shit-eating grin and widen your eyes.
>Come on out, Sweetie Belle.
>The shrubbery shakes some more before a light grey horn pokes out of the top. It's quickly followed by the rest of her head.
>She's looking away from you, head turning left and right in search of you. Unsurprisingly, she finds nothing.
>Then she turns around.
>Your head is level with hers as pale, light green eyes lock with yours.
>For a moment, silence.
>...
>Sweetie Belle screams.
>You can't help but wince as it pierces your ears, but you keep your expression up.
>Wait for it...
>Impossibly, her shrieking goes up another octave, as though the initial cry was instinctual and she just realized who you are.
>Waaaaiiit for it...
>"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
>Two extra pairs of lungs decide to join in.
>Scootaloo and Apple Bloom shoot out of the bush, nearly tripping over their own hooves.
>There we go.
>You'll probably be deaf after this little stunt, but by god it was worth it.
>Although if you can't beat 'em...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
>You can't possibly hope to match the high-pitched hysterics of Sweetie Belle.
>The screaming continues for about five seconds before Apple Bloom realizes what's going on.
>She abruptly stops yelling and looks at you in confusion.
>With one less voice on full blast, Scootaloo's screams peter out until she's giving you a wide-eyed stare.
>And Sweetie Belle...
>"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
>"Sweetie Belle, stop crying, for crying out loud! It's just Anon!"
>Apple Bloom's words fall on deaf ears. Quite possibly literal.
>Sweetie Belle shows no signs of stopping.
>This filly has quite the pair of lungs on her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
>You really aren't helping the situation.
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>>29557102
>Apple Bloom marches over to Sweetie Belle. In the blink of an eye, she jams a fore-hoof in Sweetie Belle's mouth, abruptly ending her shrieks of terror.
"AHHHHHHHhhhhhhh..."
>Your voice dies down to a pitiful whine, and you take a moment to cough.
>Destroyed eardrums, destroyed throat, destroyed lungs.
>Worth it.
>With tears in your eyes, you take in the Three Musketeers before you.
>"What was THAT all about!?!?"
>Scootaloo is flustered and peeved. Her little wings are standing at full attention.
>She would be a fearsome sight if she weren't so small.
>"Yeah!"
>"Mmmph!"
>Apple Bloom extracts her hoof from Sweetie Belle.
>You're about to cover up your actions when you think twice.
>Wait.
>Why go on the defense? Are they not the ones in the wrong here?
>You raise an eyebrow.
"'Spying'?"
>Holy shit your voice is hoarse. You need water, stat.
>Your single word has the intended effect.
>Scootaloo deflates, ears falling flat.
>Apple Bloom adopts an uneasy expression
>Sweetie Belle...is alternating glances at the other two with an 'I told you so' look.
>You take this opportunity to sit down properly, legs folded and hands on your knees.
>Only the soft rustling of leaves can be heard as you wait for a response.
>Scootaloo is pawing the grass as though she wants to dig a hole.
"Well?"
>You're not mad, just curious.
>Scootaloo finally speaks.
>"We were just...working on espionage!"
>Her ears perk back up as she hits the excuse jackpot.
>"Yea! We're doin' a quick check to see if we can earn cutie marks in spying!"
>Three pairs of eyes light up as they see the potential ray of light in this dark time.
>Three pairs of eyes check their respective flanks.
>Three pairs of eyes fall in disappointment.
>Such is life.
>Your gaze calmly shifts between each of the Crusaders.
>You have to give credit to Scootaloo; that was one hell of a bullshit excuse. One hundred percent believable if you didn't catch the entirety-- or at least most-- of their chat.
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>>29557107
>Who could've predicted Sweetie Belle's great logic would bite them on the rear?
>Oh well.
"Let me ask you guys a question."
>Their heads tilt slightly in anticipation.
"Does your plan involve anyone getting hurt?"
>"No!"
>A chorus of shocked fillies responds to your question.
"Does your plan involve /you/ guys getting hurt?"
>"No!"
>"No-- Not on purpose."
>You chuckle at Sweetie Belle's response.
"Does your plan involve having two non-consenting ponies fall madly in love with each other?... Again?"
>Now you're just taking the piss.
>"NO!"
>Apple Bloom's voice rings loud over the other two.
>You burst into laughter before quickly containing yourself. With a smile, you address the patient trio.
"Then I don't care what you were doing."
>Three sighs of relief are heard.
>"Good! I mean, great!--"
>Apple Bloom sputters.
>"I mean, OKAY!"
>You look at the pale yellow filly with amusement.
"You good?"
>"Yea..."
>A tinge of pink is visible on her cheeks.
"So..."
>You bring your hands up a short distance before letting them fall back with a light slap.
"Is this what you needed help with?"
>You eye Apple Bloom expectantly.
>Instead, Sweetie Belle is the first to take initiative.
>"Nope, we have something else planned!"
>Oh?
>"Tree climbing!"
>Scootaloo jumps as she shouts, wings buzzing in excitement.
>For such a simple activity, you're surprised they haven't already attempted it without you.
>Then again, they're quite short. How the heck are they supposed to reach--
>Oh, that's where you come in.
"Cool!"
>You're about to get up but stop.
"Hold on, do you guys have helmets?"
>No way in hell you're letting them balance precariously on branches without proper noggin protection.
>Applejack would be furious if something happened to Apple Bloom while in your care. Something preventable.
>Overkill? Maybe, but you don't want any of them getting hurt.
>Apple Bloom chimes in.
>"Yup, they're at the clubhouse!"
>You nod in approval.
"Good. Safety first."
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>>29557109
>With a grunt, you rise to your feet, stretching briefly.
>Scootaloo is bouncing on the spot. Exuberance practically radiates off of her.
>"What are we waiting for! Let's go!"
>"Yea!"
>The Crusaders sprint away in the direction of the clubhouse.
>So small, yet so fast.
>A grin creeps onto your lips, and you begin running after them.
>Another day, another Crusade.
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Part 2 done. Holy shit writing the part with Cheerilee was a goddamn slog, but the second I finished I blew through the rest with zero issues.
Feedback needed, etc.

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>Day like F5 key
>Shit's refreshing
>I wake up every day in this world I wanted to be in not too long ago.
>Lemme tell ya, this place is fucking Hell.
>Don't believe me? Fine. I'll show you what my first day was on this colorful eye-sore called "Equestria".

>Get on 4chan like the usual days that I waste away
>A little model of New York City of empty drinking utensils, apartment buildings of pizza boxes, and tunnels of snack wrappers everywhere.
>Scrolling through /mlp/ because the rest of the boards are shit tonight.
>Check clock
3:47 AM
Fuck me sideways
>Looking at different threads, keks and feels galore.
>Gmail inbox goes up to one message for the first time ever
>"Hey faggot wanna go to Equestria?"
"What?"
>"You know what I said."
"Don't fuck with me here."
>"If I wanted to fuck with you I would've tracked your IP address."
"Alright alright, now how do I get there?"
>"Pretty simple actually."
"That's great now show me."
>"Jesus man, pushy much? Anyways all you got to do is send Lauren Faust this message on twitter: Miley Cyrus x George Lopez won't happen. Fuck your OTP."
"Seriously?"
>"Yep."
"How long does this last?"
>"As long as you want."
"Can I get back?"
>Be honest with yourself here Anonymous, would you really want to?"
>You Stop and look around at the wreck you call a home and count the benefits along with consequences.
>No family
>No grill
>Pets? Shit I can barely take care of myself
>Friends long gone
Nothing to lose.
(Cont?)
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>>29557329
Continue.
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When I finally give in and drink the magic bleach, which pony will find me on the other side?

I bet it will be Fudge Packer.
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>>29557329
generic/10

Why are new days "refreshing" if my life is hell?
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>>29558532
Because you're being punished for existing.
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>>29559364
Oh boy
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>>29490120
>tfw you'll never marry Princess Bookhorse and basically get a free ride with those royal autism NEETbux.
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>>29560296
Don't you hate it when parents pull crap like that just to embarrass you?
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>>29560995
Not really.
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Been almost a year since I have been here. Are there any new stories worth reading?
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>>29555982
Fuck this, writing.

Continuing Saddle Arabia's prison from:
http://pastebin.com/cPezbUZh

Be Light Cloud
>Be talking with Water Fall, or as he likes to call himself, Page 9
>You two are sharing a friendly chat in the watchtower of the prison, since you are here the griffon that was guarding the skies and around is taking a well deserved break
>You find it cute that Water Fall decides to stay hidden in your long mane as you two talk whatever comes to mind as time passes. Maybe is his habit; you had to remove your helmet as to let him stay there for a while… you really didn’t mind! It feels as if he’s giving you a head massage!
>Good thing his east wing of the prison was guarded thanks to the friendly minotaur brothers. It’s amazing how minotaurs can be so protective over their places, their energies are so wonderful that it makes you jelly! You would love to guard not only one spot in the same day!
>Hehe, maybe with time you’ll get more stamina for multiple jobs! Sky’s the limit as grandma Blur always says!
>”It’s so fantastiskt that a pony like you got the opportunity to be a royal guard and work for Celestia!” He sighs slightly. “Too bad we breezies are so tiny that we can’t get the opportunity to do something for her, like defend her. I bet any kinds of dangers happen often around her.” His tone could be heard as a bit down, a bit of sadness, maybe? Or jealousness? Hmm…
>Well, only crazy dangers that recently happened were the changelings attack and that draconequus turning Cloudsdale into a big cotton candy colored purple… that was some sticky situation back in the days, ah… such a naughty creature. Wish you had the opportunity to meet him in combat! You would have loved to get ANY of his attacks! Oh so many attacks doing harm to you that they… mmnnn… they would send you to insanity! Insanity that quickly would go into bliss of what nature calls your love for extremely dangers!
>If only he had noticed you…
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>>29545454
Lusty Equestria maid is a joke on a skyrim book called the lusty argonion maid. Which is pretty much soft porn. 4/10 not enough tits.
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>>29563595

>But back at the topic! You shouldn’t see your new friend so sad about something he hasn’t tried yet!
“Aww… don’t be like that! Sky’s the limit, Water Fall! Look at me, an earth pony that is guard of Cloudsdale /and/ royal guard of Celestia! I have among the top ranks in the team and my family is proud of me!” You stare at the sun for a while; it had some clouds around it, making you remember of so many good memories. “When I was a filly I wanted to fly like the rest of my friends… and Celestia made my dream come true.” You were starting to get a bit nostalgic, some tears getting in your eyes. “If I could accomplish this, I don’t see why not you couldn’t! Just try!”
>Well, for a breezie maybe he couldn’t get something about protection… but he’s so tiny that most ponies couldn’t see him and he could spy or something. Right? Yeah… that could work. If you were Celestia you would think of that
>Oh if only you were as tiny as a breezie so other ponies could hurt you more… mnn… maybe step on you a bit or-
>Oh whoops, you got distracted again in your train of thoughts! Te-he!
>Or maybe Water Fall special talent could-
>…Wait, Breezies don’t have cutie marks… eeeeh, maybe he’s good in something!
“And look at you. Page 9? You said that’s among the highest of ranks in Clover prison! We are so similar both…” Well, except for body size. “Just think about it!”
>”Tack… Light Cloud.” You felt as if your mane was being nuzzled; maybe he decided to lie down in there. “You really are a gott pony… maybe with time I can accomplish that… and if not, well, I still have my rank!”
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>>29563882

“That’s right Water Fall!” You slightly nod. Just a bit so you don’t go too rough on him since he’s lying on your mane. “And you have me and your friends here in the Saddle Arabia’s prison! Everypony is here to support you! Just imagine! Water Fall! The first ever royal guard ever!” Hopefully Celestia gives him a helmet tiny enough for him! Or else he couldn’t carry it around!
>You keep staring at the sky with dreamy eyes on it. You don’t know if Water Fall was doing the same, but this moment between him and you are to remember
>The solid determination of a breezie to accomplish a goal and the unstopped dream of an earth pony to fly…
“Did you know something, Water Fall?”
>You keep staring at the sky
>”…Ja? Light Cloud?” He takes another slowly and tiny sigh as he nuzzles on your mane
>Your eyes start to water a bit…
>YOU WERE STARING AT THE SUN FOR TOO MUCH TIME! CELESTIA HAS DECIDED TO PUNISH YOU FOR YOUR SINS! IT HURTS SO MUCH THAT YOU LOVE IT! AHH!
“Aaaah! My eyes!” You close them and place your hooves near your eyes. “Why, Celestia, why! Why did you make the sun so glorious that it starts to blaze into my very soul! AAAH!” You fall back, landing on a pillow that was on the floor.
>Okay on second thought, you shouldn’t stare at the sun for too long
>You bite your lower lip to try to hold the pain in your eyes. Now that you think off… biting your lips could lend into more ways to hurt you
“Mmnn~”
>From worry of the situation, Water Fall came out of your long mane and went to see if you were okay. ”Light Cloud, my karlek… you okay?” His voice, although you could barely hear it, sounded worried
>You might be right but your pride isn’t… that was so embarrassing… that it almost turns you on
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>>29563884

>The mere feeling of somepony watching you as you struggle to stop the pain… your pride being trampled… anypony laughing at you… unf
>aswdaggh
>This secret desire about your liking of pain… needs to stop
>But not today
>Not tomorrow
>Not next week
>…Not next month
>Maybe next season
>But… someday probably
>Also… did Water Fall said Kar-luk? Or what was it that he said and you didn’t quite hear for all the pleasu- aaaeeeh pain you were feeling. You should ask just for curiosity
“Umm, yes I am okay!” You wipe a single tear from your eye and sniff the pain away, the sweet, sweet pain and get yourself up from the floor. “But, what is kar-lak? Is it some breezie way to call a friend?”
>Water Fall starts to blush slightly. You couldn’t see it very much because of size differences but you could tell he was blushing for something
>”Umm… ya… it is the way we breezies call other friends… ja…” He scratches his mane and looks away from you
>Daww, the little guy is shy!
>With little of your strength you pull the breezie for a face hug, letting him hug your nose slightly but not strong to hurt him
>Oh my, hopefully this isn’t like some indirect boop
“Don’t worry! You can call me whatever you like! We are friends for something, right?” You take a pause and then giggle. “Or maybe karleks as you called me before? Hehe!”
>Hopefully this hug wasn’t lewd enough for the little guy. He seemed to be still a bit sad and you are trying your best to raise his spirits!
>Well, lewd for you would be getting a tiny punch from him… but you are not telling him to do that. Well, not yet maybe?
>Hnnng… now you remember how you did in the past bad things as disobey an order from your superior and get scolded in front of everypony… Aaaaah if only you had wings you would get a wingb-
>…You are starting to blush and you shouldn’t… Water Fall will think other things and you need to stop that, you silly not-pegasus pony
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>>29563887

>”Ja… y-yes… b-but” You feel his little hooves over your nose, maybe he wanted to stop the hug? You back away your face from him so he gets to reply without you hindering him. “Just call me by my name… or rank. Is that okay, Light? Or… Cloud? U-uh, or Light Cloud?” He started to blush again while acting all shy. How cute! “Uhmm… how about we continue telling histories of each other?”
>You smile at the breezie guard and nod
“Sure! I would love to hear more from your prison! It’s quite interesting how the system of inmates works in there!”
>”L-Love…” The breezie was touching both his hooves as if thinking of something
>You tilt your head and stare at him in curiosity
>”I mean! I would love to too! To hear, the stories I mean. Ja! Stories!” He quickly gets back in your mane while murmuring some words in his native breezie language
>D’aww, you are starting to like this breezie… as a friend of course! He seemed at the beginning like a serious guard, but now? He must be showing you his normal way to be… and is so nice and warm and fuzzy and cute and you want to boop hug him again for some reason
>Hmm… wonder if there is any spells to turn into a breezie… you would have a good time with him!
>N-non lewd of course! Just… maybe he could give you a ride in his city?
>O-Or maybe somepony could make fun of your breezie size… mmmn….
>No! Bad Light Cloud! Thinking somepony would laugh at you for being a breezie would mean that somepony can laugh at Water Fall! He is not laugh material!
>Hmm, maybe you need to find better ways to hurt yourself again. You’ll throw several pillows at your face this night
“Well, do you want me to start a history or you begin?” You ask Water Fall
>”Oh! I would like to hear from you this time! Tell me more about those… boots of flying”
“Haste” You correct him
>”Ja! Yes!”
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>>29563888 checked

>You giggle slightly and roll your eyes
“Well all started when I was starting as royal guard… it was my first day and I had the pressure of being the lonely earth pony royal guard and-“
>Both of you hear some knocks on the trapdoor of the watchtower. Maybe it was Betty? Uh, you thought that she would take a break of hours instead of just minutes… well; maybe she likes her spot in the watchtower
>You open the trapdoor and greet the griffon
“Betty! I thought you would take more… time”
>But a griffon wasn’t in the other side of the trapdoor… what comes up was a… yellow with brown stains head from a creature with a very, very, VERY long neck that had the exact stains and was yellow. From her eyelashes you can tell the creature is female
“Whoaaa” You say in amazement, you’ve never seen a creature like that! …This is why you got C in Creatures History. “Hi! Who are you?”
>The neck just comes up and up! She better be careful to not hit the-
>”Auch!”
>Ceiling…
“Ah… you okay? I think the ceiling is a bit too low… at least for you, heh…”
>In your mane, Water Fall doesn’t say a thing. Maybe he didn’t know as you the type of creature this one was!
>”I get used to it…” Poor thing… she can’t rub off the pain in her head! …You got kinda jealous for that. “Hello, my name is Jenny! I was just passing by, saying hello. You are one of the few new guards, right?”
>You smile and nod, making a tiny gesture and an old salute from the royal guard, except that you lack your helmet
“That’s right! Light Cloud to protect and serve!” You stare at the trapdoor, she wasn’t stuck but you could see an orange uniform. “So you are a prisoner, uh? Well, I hope you get out in time for whatever you did!”
>Water Fall hasn’t said a thing yet… weird. You kinda want to present him to the nice prisoner lady, but he needs to stop being shy and present himself! So you won’t say a thing
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>>29563890

>Oh! You should ask what creature she is!
“Umm, do you mind if I ask what type of creature are you? I’ve never seen one like you before! Sorry if I’m a bit rude, I wasn’t the brightest one in fillyschool…” You stick out your tongue and wink an eye to her along a tiny giggle
>”Don’t worry.” The prisoner lady chuckles slightly. “I’m a giraffe, you can tell the difference by our long necks. As you can tell camels have their backs, well, like the way they have it”
“Ooooh” Today you learned something! Are you proud now, Mister Snake? You learned about giraffes! …And camels! “And well, if you wanted to see Betty… she’s on a break for some hours. I’m helping her!”
>Shouldn’t it be an implied “we”? You should count Water Fall too
>The giraffe giggles slightly
>”Just don’t take her entire job or she’ll get all sad like a cat, you know some compare cats with griffons? It’s so curious, really”
>You giggle too at that, it was kinda funny that ponies would compare griffons and cats… you don’t know why, must be something about the class that you didn’t listen or take note
>Mister Snake is disappointed again
>”Would you be a dear and tell me how many new guards are in the prison now? I’m a bit curious myself” The giraffe, jenny asks. “I heard from other ponies and I was really curious about it”
>Hmm, weird. Thought the warden tried to keep a secret the operation of new guards. Although, some of the guards can be noticed as new, so is not big of a secret operation anyway
“Hmm… about five counting me! And a nurse! You can’t have too many nurses, you know that?” You laugh a bit and Jenny shares a laugh with you
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>>29563895

>”Yeah… oh right” I was forgetting something…” Her neck retreats to the trapdoor for some seconds and your curiosity wonders why she went in the trapdoor again. It wasn’t a goodbye, so… you look at the trapdoor by close and, she quickly gets back with something in her mouth. It was a… lunchbox? She puts it in the floor next to you. “I got you something, well… it was for Betty… but she isn’t here so feel free to check the surprise in the lunchbox!”
>Oh boy! Surprises! You love surprises!
>You thank the giraffe prisoner and put the pillow next to the lunchbox while sitting on it. You open the lunchbox and inside was…
“Whoa! Cookies!” Your nose catches the smell of the sugary treats. “And they smell so well!” You look at Jenny while your mouth starts to drool a bit. “I’m sooooo sharing these with Betty when she comes again!”
>These were actually many cookies… and they come up in so many different shapes! A star! Clouds! Happy faces! Even a face with a question mark! Or was it a mask? Hmm… anyway. How creative cookies!
>”Why share these with Betty when you can share them with /all/ the new guards? You are friends with them, right? Don’t you want to share these cookies with the others?” Her head gets close to your ear and she whispers something to you. “I made these myself, so there are more anyway.” Her head gets away from you and she winks at you
>You get the message! You’ll be sure to share these!
>Starting with Water Fall that hasn’t said a word since Jenny arrived, but you’ll be the first one to bite one of these!
“Thank you, Jenny!”
>”Come on, be my guest and taste one…” Jenny was excitedly waiting for you to eat one. Such a kind giraffe!
>You grab one cookie and…
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>>29563899

>Before eating one, you look back at Jenny
“Oh! How can I eat such good treats without milk!” You put the cookie back in the lunchbox. “Don’t you think it’s better with some milk, Jenny?”
>”Umm…” The giraffe nervously giggled. “How silly of me… forgot to bring the milk! But… worry not! Just try one and I’ll go for some milk for you to take some of the others!” She got her neck down a bit and with her head she moved the lunchbox slightly to your side. “Come on! Please! These are tasty! Reaaaaaaaaaaally taste!”
>She was really eager for you to eat one cookie…
>But without milk you could choke as you try to swallow the cookies… you could go super pale as you try to breath for dear life while Jenny gets help…
>On second thought, maybe isn’t that bad
>You grab again the cookie and slowly get it near your mouth… until.
“Wait!”
>You hear a grumble coming from Jenny. She then coughs a bit and smiles widely at you. “W-What now?”
“Oh well… this cookie is vanilla flavor? Or chocolate flavor? Oooooor hay flavor? I want to know first!”
>Jenny looks a bit annoyed and takes a quick sigh before smiling again. “H-hay flavor, I have different flavors in the lunchbox, some are surprising good that they will leave you in trance!… heh”
>You two stare at each other while you hold the cookie on your hoof. Holding cookies is so relaxing now that you think about it
>”Would you kindly… eat the cookie now, please?
“Sure!”
>You get the cookie near your mouth… but again you stop and look at Jenny
“Wait!”
>”Oh by the all mightly Faust… what now?”
>You blush a bit while looking at her. “Do you think you have tiny cookies? Asking for a dear Kralurk!” You wave your tail a bit… not sure why. Also, did you said the word correctly?
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>”YES! I HAVE TINY COOKIES! YES, I HAVE ALL THE FLAVORS OF COOKIES! YES, I WILL GET YOU MILK! JUST….” She breathes and slowly exhales after yelling. “Just… eat the cookie, please? I got… other ponies to give cookies to!”
>Wow, that was such an explosive reaction. It was a bit scary, buuuut you must have made her mad because you’ve been avoiding this godly like cookie!
>You don’t hesitate to eat the cookie, you straight eat it and taste it
“Mmnn…!”
>It tasted like!
>…It tasted like…
>Oh by Celestia and Luna’s eclipse… what in Equestria you just ate!? You like getting punched, scolded, humiliated, treated like a filly, sometimes booped and probably somepony holding your hoof… but this is just… this is bad! This is not okay!
“ACK! THIS COOKIE HAS RAISINGS IN IT! WHYYYYY!”
>What kind of bad prank is this!?
>The giraffe that made these cookies starts to crack laughing manically for the bad joke she did to you
>You put out your tongue and try to clean it with your hooves… but you can’t get your hooves to move for some reason
“H-Hey! What gives!”
>Your whole body couldn’t move on it’s own! This is not hot! You mean… this is not good!
>Jenny finally stops laughing and stares down at you with a smirk
>”Welcome to the family”
>Her neck goes down the trapdoor just enough for her head to get to the lunchbox… then she munches three of those horrible cookies with raisings in one go…
>You want to throw…
“Ah…” Everything goes black as you hear the sound of the giraffe eating the disgusting made cookies
>You never asked for this…

And that's all, 3 months to fucking update.
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I'm just coming out of reading Jazzteeth's "Sky's the Limit" and I'm feeling pretty cucked. Amazingly well written and captivating, but it seems to cut off at chapter 4. Are the next parts of the story missing someplace, or were they never written?
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>>29563954
I think he gave up on that one.
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>>29564385
Jazzteeth gave up on life like the low-self esteem queer he is.
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>>29564400
I find that hard to believe.
Maybe he just moved on to other things.
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>>29564400
>there will never be more rarimouse
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Rainbow Dash finds your fanfics.
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>>29556190
More green when?
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>>29564793
What about Trixiemouse?
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>>29565978
Also want
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>>29566120
No you don't. She'll leave mouse turds in your coffee every morning because she hates you.
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>>29567124
Good thing I don't drink coffee
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>>29546096
------At the Sisterhooves Social------

So here you are. Not as nervous as you thought you'd be, considering you had an afternoon of prep.
Rainbow and Scootaloo have been in 'training' for weeks.
Only hurdle you have to cross is signing up.
With a sister you met for the first time yesterday.
Who isn't related to you at all.
And you have aren't a sister.
"Yoohoo! Applebloom! They approved us as a pair!"
Hmm, may not be a hurdle after all.
Big Mac just signed up, guess they aren't picky about the sister thing after all.
Why he's wearing the dress though. Maybe there's a comedy event at some point.
You turn to Rumble and Cloudy "Come on guys, let's go sign up."
Walking up to the now busted table. "Hi I'd like to sign up."
Strange looks fly around you like shrapnel.
The rather severe looking mare, who reminds you of Mrs Harshwinny, responds first.
"Mr Anon..."
"Please, Mr Anon is my fathers name."
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>>29568949
>Yes. Yes! YES! You've always wanted to pull that one.
>"Mr Anon, you don't need to sign up for the social."
>"But you do for the competition."
>More strange looks fly around like pick-up trucks in a tornado.
>"The competition is for those ponies or... other creatures, who share a special bond in the-"
>You saw this one coming yesterday and you can feel the threat of sad little pony eyes boring into your back.
>Holding up a hand you interrupt Harshwinny's cousin and turn round.
>"Rumble, Cloudy. Take these bits and go get some cotton candy or something."
>They barely get out a thanks before shooting off like Road Runner.
>Now this is the part where you'd imagined yourself leaning over the table in an intimidating manner.
>But Big Mac broke the table, so you settle for just standing there.
>"Ok. I know you have rules and things but their siblings had to pull weather patrol. So about you make an exception and don't disappoint two nice, little ponies."
>Or disappoint one nice-ish, large Anon.
>The three judges, are they judges? Look back and forth between each other.
>"Very well. We will make an exception. Please sign here."
>Wunderbar.
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>After marvelling once again at the ability of ponies to inhale sugary things, it's time for the first contest.
>It's you and Cloudy in some kind of jump rope competition.
>You're not sure what to do, you used one of these once when you were seven but that's it.
>Is it whoever jumps the most? Highest? Really should have asked someone.
>You also can't shake the feeling that something isn't right.
>*thwap*
>Ah, there it is.
>*thwap*
>Should have seen this coming.
>*thwap*
>You're too tall, they can't swing the rope high enough to clear your head
>*thwap*
>It's just hitting you in the shoulder.
>*thwap*
>"Ok, I think we've discovered this isn't working. You can stop now."
>Suitably chastened the two stallions stop swinging the rope around.
>"Sorry Cloudy, I guess ropes and me don't mix."
>"It's ok. There's still lots of events left."

Hopefully I'll finish this tomorrow.
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>>29516223

>"Femanon" by He-Anon and the Masters of Equestria

June tenth of last year. Will we ever have more naked Femanon making guards uncomfortable again?
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>>29569240
u better
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Crossposting. I hate self-inserts.

>You are Anonymous.
>Actually, make that Colonel Anonymous, because you were the commander of SEAL Team 6 back on Earth.
>Not even Lt. Colonel, bro! Full bull!
>You are stunningly handsome.
>Every day when you go outside you are assaulted by waves of female ponies who try to ask you on dates, seduce you, or simply marry you on the spot.
>But you know your own value, and you cast their feeble attempts aside.
>A lesser man would take them all as brides simultaneously, and create the greatest harem ever known to Man or Pony. But you are not a lesser man.
>Instead, you hold out, convinced in the prospects you’ll have down the road with your charisma.
>Did I mention you’re charismatic? Oh yeah, you’re the new toast of the town. You’re a social butterfly, always invited and always the center of attention at every party, event, and ceremony in Ponyville.
>You make your living being Princess Twilight’s personal assistant, bodyguard, royal envoy, henchman, lover (when you feel like it), and co-plotter to usurp the throne.
>It’s all part time because you only do those activities when and if you feel like it.
>She’s too in awe of you to demand otherwise.
>Today, you walk through the street practicing your magic.
>That’s right, magic! You’re also one of Equestria’s most powerful magic wielders, on par with Discord, Celestia, or any other eternal being.
>That’s only with your right hand, though. With your left, you use your incredibly powerful brain to add up finances and balance the entire country’s budget in one go.
>It’s a big job, and has taken you about ten minutes. Thankfully, it’s almost done so you can move on to other, more important tasks.
>That’s right! Brunch with Twilight, all of her friends, Celestia, Luna, Cadance, and basically every other well-known figure in Equestria.
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>>29572424
>They’re all here for you, of course. Even Pinkie Pie isn’t as good at making friends as you are.
>After all, what’s not to love? Your paintings, symphonies, novels, plays, sculptures, frescoes, and other works of art have all become centers of Equestrian culture.
>You’ve also introduced at least three dozen genres of music, half of them entirely your own design.
>You simply kick down the door, using your massive muscled frame just how God intended. You know there’s a God: He personally told you how awesome you are.
>If you ever die, you get to kick demon ass in the afterlife.
>You walk in, flex your muscles, then deadlift 650 lbs with one hand. No point in trying anything hard today, just doing a quick showoff without breaking a sweat.
>Two mares in the restaurant immediately swoon and fall over. You wink, and two more follow, including Maud Pie.
>To start off the conversation, you choose a topic their feeble minds should be able to understand.
>A simple talk about theoretical particle physics, and how the Standard Model integrates with magic now that you’ve realized the Higgs Boson doesn’t exist in this universe.
>You found that out with the particle accelerator you made out of ceramic flower pots in your basement.
>They had to create the Nobel Prize specifically to give it to you that year.
>You start telling them stories of your past on Earth, all of them true.
>While being a Special Forces soldier full-time, you were also a professional NBA player, world-class tennis star, NFL quarterback with five consecutive Super Bowls under your belt, and a two-time MMA world champion.
>You’d only taken up MMA in the last two years, unfortunately, so your legacy was never thoroughly cemented.
>They tried to elect you President three times in the span of four years, but you declined the offer each time out of respect for the law, which you always followed. By law you have to be 40 to be President, but you’re only 25.
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>>29572432
>Instead, you used your fame to become a male model. Every woman on earth, and now in Equestria, wanted to see your face on literally everything.
>There are dozens of murals of your likeness across Equestria, and more spring up each day.
>As you leave the restaurant, you’re sadly reminded that only one pony in your life was missing. The one pony you wanted to see most.
>The only one who didn’t make it very clear they would marry you in a heartbeat: your waifu.
>Alas, your heart was broken to discover your one true love unnoticing of you.
>She was a friend, of course, but you could never secure her heart.
>Today, that would all change.
>For, as you discover upon reaching her house, she has been kidnapped by an evil dragon!
>And a real dragon, not like that Spike fellow that drew comic books about you.
>So you gathered a sword, armor, and the M16 tactical assault rifle with extended clips and telescopic side-mounted scope you brought with you from earth.
>And, like, a half-dozen or so of the townsfolk you couldn’t dissuade from coming with you.
>As expected, they all fell quickly. You, however, calmly pulled out your Tactical M9 Assault Knife and threw it with the deft and experience of a reincarnated Caesar, felling the beast in one blow.
>Your waifu, thoroughly impressed, greeted you with a kiss on the lips.
>Finally content, you ripped a section of bark off a nearby tree and surfed down the side of the mountain, with your waifu in your arms.
>You didn’t even do a kickflip.
>Thank you God, for making Anonymous humble.
>And awesome. Yeah, you’re awesome. Say it one more time? Okay, you’re awesome.
>Yeah.
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>>29572424
>>29572432
>>29572437
0/10 unrealistic

Anon didn't dick any of the poners
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>>29572988
Maybe it wasn't that kind of story.
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Crosspostan this and another unfinished thing
>Day in Equestria.
>Be Pone Catherine.
>You are a pony who once saw a human.
>You were at the city reservoir and they rescued your ball from the pipes after it went over the fence.
>Ever since then you have known you have a special purpose in the world.
>To blow shit up.
>Mom was so proud when you came home with your cutiemark that day.
>"You're gonna make those deer feel the wrath of Celestia one day."
>You don't specialize in deer exploding, but you've helped the royal guard out when they needed an extra hoof assembling their bombs.
>Most of your work ends up being fireworks of all shapes and sizes.
>Dad comes to all the shows you get hired to run.
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>>29573884
I did this but got stuck

>Day one in Canada.
>Be Anon.
>You were minding your own business in the changing room at the mall, just fapping casually, when you were suddenly not in the changing room.
>The shock made you jizz.
>Right onto the face of a brightly coloured miniature horse.
>Who you later discovered is called Twilight Sparkle and is a wizard pony.
>She screamed when the cum got into her huge pony eyes.
>"Ahhhh! My eyes!"
>This is not what usually happens when you fap, so you were pretty shocked.
"What the fuck's going on?"
>Twilight did not answer you and instead half-ran and half-stumbled her way out of the room.
>You pulled up your trousers and decided to follow the strange talking pony thing.
>In the bathroom Twilight was washing out her eyes.
>You waited for her to finish this.
>Once she was no longer preoccupied with emergency eye washing, Twilight was willing to talk to you.
>"Oh hi there."
"Who are you, where am I, and what the fuck is going on?"
>"I'm Twilight Sparkle. You're in Ponyville, Canada. I summoned you with magic to be my familiar for the wizard ball."
"How much does this wizard ball gig pay?"
>"Three hundred and fifty bits for the evening"
"Alright, but if you want me to wear anything fancy you have to provide it."
>"Deal."
>You and Twilight shook hand and hoof.
>Which brings you to now.
>You're at the wizard ball with Twilight.
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>>29573886
>Be at the Wizard Ball.
>It's the worst party you've ever been to.
>Worse than your uncles intervention where they tried to get him off the meth.
>He responded by doing more meth and losing his teeth.
>This is worse.
>They're just sitting around taking turns talking about their magic and how it makes them feel.
>You're being used as a chair.
>All the humans here are being used as chairs.
>The food is bland too.
>You tried complaining, but then Twilight kicked you and said, "Chairs don't talk."
>You just wanted to fap in peace.
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>>29573596
How is that possible!?
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>>29574807
Anything's possible in this crazy mixed up world of cuddlerape and boop.
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>>29576379
"You know, I just noticed something about Rarity's costume."
>"Other than it's tacky and weird?"
"Yeah. Weird I can understand, everyone has some weird. Like you and your attraction to hardcore bondage gear."
>"Hey! You're supposed to keep that a secret! And you're hardly innocent yourself."
"I am well aware. Back to the point, Rarity being a furfag is somewhat understandable, but she's a fashion designer. Why does her costume look like shit?"
>"Maybe she didn't want to devote too many resources to it?"
"Maybe, but I can't help but shake the feeling there's more."
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>>29577198
luggage lost by AA, last minute costume from grain sacks and l mcdonlds lunch leftover wrappers
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>>29576379
Rarity becoming a secret furry and feeling ashamed has some comedic potential.
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>>29563913
I guess pone prison literally died
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>Still be best teacher pone, but a few days later.
>All the fillies and colts had left your classroom a few hours ago.
>Normally you would start heading home by now, but you were waiting for one very special student.
>Eventually, he arrived.
>Escorted by Twilight, the creature entered your schoolhouse.
>Whatever fears you may have had left were gone.
>While he did tower over you, he wasn't exactly as muscle bound as Iron Will or nefarious looking as Discord.
>If anything, he looked kind of sad.
>You trotted over from your desk to meet them in the middle.
"Good evening Twilight."
>"Good evening Miss Cheerilee, I've brought your new student."
"I can see, I've prepared a nice first day of lessons to set up a baseline of what he may know and understand, and perhaps teach him a few basic words."
>"That sounds wonderful."
"We can't expect any miracles right away, but I've never seen a problem in starting with your best hoof forward."
>"Sounds good to me. If you need anything, I'll just be sitting in the back reading. Really Cheerilee, thank you for doing this."
"Oh, it's really no problem at all."
>As Twilight went to the back of the room, you returned to your desk up front and motioned for the creature to sit at the desk closest to the front.
>It was a tight fit, but he managed.
>The fact that he can follow gestures is definetly a good sign.
>With your pupil ready, you began your lessons.
"I guess we'll begin then."
>Turning around, you began to write on the board basic nouns and draw what they represent above them.
>Starting with the basics that every foal learns, you drew a rough outline of a pony.
"This is a 'pony.' Pony. Po. Ny. Pony."
>You repeated the same thing for Pegasus, Unicorn, Alicorn, and then basic things like the colors. You were certainly not an artist.
>After a while though, you realized that he wasn't looking at you at all.
>You could see him with his eyes pointed at the desk, his finger tracing the worn grooves on the surface.
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>This was clearly not working. But then you had an idea, although one Twilight may not favor.
"Twilight?"
>You clopped over to the back of the room.
"I apologize if this is overstepping my bounds, but do you think you could step out of the room for a bit?"
>"Huh?" Twilight replied, looking up from her book, "Why do you ask?"
>You lied.
"Well, I just think he might be intimidated by having you in the room. You are essentially his care taker, and he may be afraid of doing something wrong in front of you."
>"Well, if you say so." She picked up her book and smiled, "Anything to help. I'll come back when the lesson is over."
"Thank you Twilight, hopefully this will lead to real progress!"
>As Twilight left the schoolhouse, you returned to your desk and pulled out a few pencils and sheets of paper.
>Like with the feral colt of Pompon, you just need to relate to him first, find something to bridge the gap between you.
>Pushing another desk right up against his, you put a sheet of paper onto both his and yours, giving him a pencil.
>Without any further instruction, you began drawing.
>After a few minutes, he did too.
>Once you noticed he was comfortable sketching, you passed the pencil from your mouth to your hooves so you could talk to him as well.
>You weren't going to win any art awards, drawing with your mouth was terrible already, using your hooves was even worse. But it was worth it because you could talk to him.
"So, you wouldn't believe my day. It was already hard enough trying to brush up on specialized teaching skills I haven't used in a decade, but I had to do this while grading tests and dealing with Spoiled Rich. Again."
>You knew one hundred percent that he couldn't understand you, but you were talking to him.
>The whole time he's been here, people have been talking at him, putting his notecards in his face and trying to get him to parrot what they say.
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>>29580370
>You just need him to understand that he's not just this curiosity in your class, that you actually want to help him.
>And as soon as he gets comfortable, you can really help him.
>As you reached the end of your time, you admired your work.
>Well tried to admire anyway.
>It was pretty ugly to be honest.
>It was supposed to be the Carousel Boutique, what you considered to be one of the most beautiful buildings in Ponyville.
>The top tier wasn't supposed to lean at that angle though.
>And Rarity wasn't that fat.
>Ok maybe she was.
"My drawing may not be the best, but I had fun doing it and that's what matters. What did you draw?"
>Looking at his desk, you saw a sketch of your desk and the board, the view he had ahead of him. It was pretty good to be honest.
"Wow, that's very nice!"
>You patted his hand with your hoof.
"I'd hang it up in the art corner, but you might find it degrading."
Placing the supplies and the drawings in your teacher's desk, you put everything back in order just as Twilight arrived to pick Anon up.
>"So Cheerilee, how did everything go?"
"Well, I'm not sure if he got anything just yet, but he was attentive the whole time, and I'm hopeful repeated lessons will help break through. Today we focused on basic words and consonants, so there's nowhere to go but forward."
>"That's all very good to hear. He was well behaved?"
"Better than my normal students."
>"Very good. If that's all you need, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."
"See you tomorrow."
>With a short wave, you sent them on their way.
>You're not even entirely sure you made any progress today, but you certainly weren't making any progress doing what you were doing before.
>"Foal steps Cheerilee. Foal steps."
>With luck, tomorrow will be even better.
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>>29547299
Hey you beautiful fucking faggot you were right. I spent 5-6 hours straight reading up to the point that Rarity tosses Silver Spoon out like garbage and I forgot how depraved the story was. At the time I read it just to read it, but going back and actually paying attention let's me enjoy his fantastic writing infinitely more. I appreciate you informing me of his name as I probably wouldn't have found the story otherwise
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>>29580374
That's a really good approach.
I look forward to more.
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>>29580721
Thanks. Pic related, Cheerilee is a top tier pone in my book.
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>>29556058
I know this skit.
Do more things.

>>29557117
It sounds like some smallpones need cattleprodding.
Extra crispy setting.

>>29557329
Why do you ask us questions you already know the answer to?

>>29560296
>tfw you'll never have a book fight with bookhorse.

>>29563884
Sunbutt must be arrested for this horible eye burning.
>>29563913
I hope the next one doesn't take as long

>>29564793
Not with that sort of attitude there won't be.
We can make our own Rarimouse green.

>Be Anon in Equestria
>Your penis hurts.
"Ouch!"
>You pull open your pants and look at it.
>Your penis has a white mouse attached to it.
>The mouse is holding a sewing needle and some thread.
>Your penis already has stitching going about two centimeters along the side.
"You little shit."
>You grab for the mouse.
>"Darling, you simply must trim yourself with more care. Perhaps try some shampoo?"
>She evades your hand.
>You keep trying to grab the fucker.
>This time you succeed.
>You throw her at a nearby wall.
>"Oof. How am I going to make you look better when you are tossing me around?"
>You go to stamp on her but think better of it.
>She'd probably just climb back up your leg.
>You resolve to set some mousetraps when you get home.

>>29565536
>>Rainbow Dash finds your fanfics.
>Rainbow Dash adds on to your fanfics.

>>29567124
You can easily stop that sort of behavior by telling her it's your fetish.

>>29569240
It's past tommorow and we're still waiting.
Please

>>29574254
Chairs do however sometimes drop you onto the floor and injure you when you do something to piss them off.

>>29577198
Keep going.

>>29580374
I like it and want more.
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>>29580992
Durnk pls, rarimouse is not for lewds.

Also leave your penis sewing fetishes out of things.
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>>29581412
That rarimouse thing was based on actual events.
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>>29581462
Sadly it ended when she suffocated up a man's anus.
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>>29580992
>Do more things.

If only I could.
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>>29582684
Friendship is heresy.
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>>29582684
Purge the xenos, battlebrother.
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What is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger.
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>>29569240
>--------------------------------------------

>"So. Pie eating contest. Rumble you wanna take this one?"
>He looks up at you confused.
>"Can I?"
>"Yeah sure. Judges let us sign up remember."
>Also they never asked about your 'little sister' and you weren't going to inform them.
>But you're not about to tell a kid about that kind of deviousness.
>And somehow they both pulled a Road Runner again while you were inner monologuing.
>Rumble is already seated at the table and Cloudy grinning from the sidelines.
>Taking your seat next to Rumble you reflect on the fact that this is your first eating contest.
>"GO!"
>Instantly every pony plunges face first into their pie.
>The spectacle is so bizarre you freeze up.
>Cloudy's shouts of encouragement snap you back into reality and you're left wondering how to eat a pie quickly.
>Hmm, a pie is kind of like a tortilla, maybe if you fold it like a taco... twice the pie in each bite. Genius!
>As you consume the apple taco you notice Granny Smith out of the corner of your eye. Glaring.
>Glaring like you've committed some kind of pie heresy.
>Note to self, never ask that your pie be well done around Granny Smith.

>--------------------------------------------

>"Ready Cloudy?"
>"Yep."
>"1,2,3. F is for friends who do stuff together."
>"U is you and me."
>"N is for anywhere and anytime and at all."
>Yeah spongebob. You lack a pony's natural talent for musical and lyrical improvisation.
>And more than that, it was the only thematically appropriate song you could remember all the words to.
>"F is for fruit pie, sharing together."
>"U is unity."
>"N is no frowning, having fun and frolicking."
>You may have had to sanitize it too. Cut out the parts about burning down the town and nuclear weapons.
>Funny that. The friendliest song you could remember involves mass destruction and arson.
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>>29584146
>--------------------------------------------

>"Rumble, Cloudy. I've got some bad news."
>Sitting down in the dirt, the little ponies gather round.
>"What's wrong?"
>"Well, we won't be racing. Apparently the first group of runners made a mess of the course."
>More than a mess, the thing was wrecked.
>Broken chicken coup, hay and grapes everywhere.
>Looked like a scarecrow had got drunk on wine and trashed the farm.
>"Sorry guys, I know you were looking forward to it."
>You brace for sad little ponies, trying to steel yourself against it.
>But it doesn't happen, instead you find Rumble and Cloudy hugging you.
>"It's ok Anon, we had a great day."
>"You can be our brother."
>"Or sister."
>"Anytime."
>"Anytime."

And that's that. http://pastebin.com/39ymYnfz
Next story will be a Hearths Warming one, in the style of Dr Seuss. Because that totally hasn't been done before.
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>>29583959
better and faster too?
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>>29584247
No, it still just sits on the couch and eats all the oreos.
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>>29586453
But, does so more effeciently.
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>>29581580
[citation needed]
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>>29587207
Buried her in a shoe box under a tree in the backyard. Cat dug her up later though.
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>>29584175
If the song no longer is about nuclear weapons, does that mean instead of having fun while singing it they will be unleashing nuclear armageddon upon the world?

Crosspostan
>Be Anon in Emerald City
>Or at least that's what you're calling this place for now.
>It's a city and it's made of crystal.
>You don't know how you got here.
>One night you were at a party trying out the new 'bleachtinis', the next morning you were here.
>Just you and these pony things.
>Which are also made of crystal.
>You're pretty sure they're some sort of wizard servant golem thing like in your American roleplaying games.
>So far you have not found the wizard.
>You checked the obvious tower in the middle of the city, but there were just more ponies.
>A few of them were just brightly coloured instead of see-through.
>They just neighed at you like the rest though.
>So for the last week you have been searching the rest of Emerald City.
>Still no success.
>You did find a train station, so that's the next thing to try.
>Maybe the wizard just uses this place as a holiday home?
>Fucken wizards, always being unpredictable bastards.
>At least his little freaky horse dudes know how to make some bomb-ass tea.
>If you were able to speak horse, you'd know that the gender roles are backwards here.
>But you don't so you have no idea about that or any other horse sociology.
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>>29587498
>A day later and you are on the train to elseparts unknown.
>You saw more not-seethrough ponies as you got on.
>They were getting off down the other end of the platform but were definitely not wizards so you ignored them.
>Not one of them even had a hat, let alone a wizard hat.
>The train leaves the station and you watch the landscape go by.
>There is a lot of snow.
>No, seriously, A LOT of snow.
>It goes as far as you can see.
>Well that makes looking out the window a bit dull, doesn't it?
>Yes it does.
>You're getting bored.
>So you go look around the train for a bit.
>It's pretty oldey-timey looking.
>Like that one in that harry potter film you saw.
>Except there are a mix of the see through and just brightly furred ponies in the compartments.
>Some of them neigh at you as you pass them.
>After a little while you've explored the train and found the snack trolley.
>You grab some snacks and then return to your compartment for a nap.
>When you wake up the view outside is much less snowy.
>There are actual landmarks scattered around.
>There's a road over there.
>And that's a village on a hill.
>There's a farm.
>And over there is a mountain with a castle on the top.
>That looks like the sort of place a wizard might be.
>Conveniently, it looks like the train is headed that way.
>After a bit longer the train gets there.
>You leave the train and go look around.
>Just more ponies, mainly of the pointy kind.
>Well, you'd better get searching.
>If for nothing else, you need to find somewhere to crash for the night.
>That place with all the towers looks like a good spot to start.
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>>29587579
Those sneaky wizards man.
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>>29587617
A wizard stole my penis once. He returned it later, but I had to charge him because he didn't wash it.
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>>29490120
Tripfags in Horselandia
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>>29588093
>Twilight regularly "borrows" Anon's penis for reasons known only to her
>fucking wizards and their weird fetishes
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>>29588354
Actually she just gives it to Spike who uses it to clean that spot behind the bookshelves he can't reach on his own.
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>>29580992
Bitch I might
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>>29580374
is anon in this story autistic?
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>>29589652
Depressed, can't speak horse, abused and incarcerated upon entry.
Not autistic, just really bummed out and uncooperative.
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>>29589854
and possibly b12 deficiency at this point
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>>29590354
>b12 deficiency
Uh yeah. TOTALLY thought of that. Yeah. Good for you for noticing Anon. I'm totally not gonna just put that in now because you said it. I was definitely thinking about it the whole time.

Seriously you guys just keep giving me nice stuff for the green.

>>29589652
He's based on the average Anon, so possibly.
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>>29503485
>found it
Can you provide a link, that sounded interesting.
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>>29590420
Totally.
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>>29588093
How much did you charge?
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>>29516256
It only took me like 20 days of procrastinating omg you update m8y swear to crikey I'll feed ya to the salties .

Also I realised there was an update I never put on the pastebin, and I swear I've posted it before, but hey it's been long enough no one probably remembers anyway so I'm just going to start from that point, you guys don't mind re-reading shit anyway right? Fuck you I don't care. I care so much


>Be a weary Ratch just waking up from being drugged
>You were holding onto something so soft and cuddly by Celestia it was bliss
>But old memories resurface
>The last thing you could recall was being pushed against that mare’s chest then everything went dark
>What had the aliens done?
>Regretfully you open your eyes to face the world
>… Sky?
>Sky was what you were snuggling with? You were going to be sick! You had your face in her chest fluff and everything!
>You recoil back and wipe yourself down
>Ick
”By Celestia what happened? Egh, why was I hugging Sky!? Where are the aliens!?”
>You look about in desperation, immediately spotting the alien sitting beside the couch you’d been put on
>Horrifyingly as you turned your head you felt something fused to your neck
>It was a slave collar that refused to budge no matter how you struggled at it
>You look back at the alien, angry at his betrayal
”You!? What is this? What did you do!? Are you enslaving us? I know you can’t understand me but asking helps calm me down!”
>It did a bit, until he smirks and laughs at you
>”You’re a pretty funny guy.” He says in horribly broken Equestrian
>What!? He could understand you? And speak your language?
>But, but…
>Pff, hah, he sounded so stupid!
>You can’t help but laugh
”You sound ridiculous! Bwhahah. What’s with that accent?”
>He seems all too disappointed
>“Better?” He asks in a perfect imitation of your own voice
>It was better, just very off-putting
”You sound exactly like me!”
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>>29591515
>“I’m using a machine in your brain to translate my world directly into your language via your thoughts.”
>What!? Oh no! oh no, no, no. They’re stealing your thoughts!
”You put machines in our brains?”
>He nods grimly
>“Yes, and sorry. It was the only way we could set up proper communications. Don’t worry, they’re not dangerous, both Femanon034 and I have them too.”
>That was a huge relief and what did he say? Femanon034? Was that the mare’s name?
>You repeat it under your breath so as not to forget
”What’s going to happen to me? Are you stealing my mind?”
>“I did nick your language from you, but aside from that your mind is, and should remain, untouched. These machines, we call them Neural Nanonics, or just nanoics, are purely beneficial. We truly mean no harm, in fact if the situation for us weren’t so serious we’d’ve never considered doing this to you.”
>He had to be joking
”Serious? Your space ship exploded!”
“Haha, she sure did, didn’t she?”
”You don’t seem very worried.”
>For the situation neither were you. Actually you felt quite mellow
>Must be the aliens doing
>“It’s not my job to feel worried. Now I’m sure you’ve plenty of questions, go ahead.”
>You really would like to know more about the stuff apparently now in your brain
“These things in my head, if they’re good what do they do?”
>“Lots of things, in fact you can use them to learn everything you want to about themselves. Aside from that once their good and settled you’ll have increased memory, faster thinking, improved cognitive capability.”
>*Plus this! Access to the neural network. The names Royal Knight Anon096, but Anon will do* Comes a voice in your mind other than your own
>The shock at the mental contact forces an involuntary shout
”AH! WHAT WAS THAT!?”
>Sky moans in her slumber, distressed at your outburst, her hooves grasping for anything to comfort her
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>>29591519
>You wouldn’t be helping her, she was a grown-ass mare who shouldn’t need to cuddle stuffed animals to help her sleep
>Also you still hadn’t quite got over the embarrassment of waking up with her
>But perhaps the true reason was because…
>The alien unexpectedly reaches out to comfort her, only to have his arm immediately trapped by the grasping hooves
>…Because that. Once she got a hold of something like that you wouldn’t get it back until she woke up
>Poor Anon
>The foreign voice returns to your mind, of course now it was apparent the voice was coming from Anon
>*Sorry about that. It’s direct mental communication. Give it a try*
>So it was a bit like telepathy? How were you meant to do it?
>Focusing on the strange presence in your mind left behind by Anon’s words you inquisitively send out your thoughts, attempting to funnel them towards the presence
*I’m Ratchet*
>*Good to meet you Ratchet* Comes the instantaneous response
>Oh snap! This was awesome! So glad you didn’t get the elements of harmony to investigate Anon’s crash. Their lives were good enough as it was, like they really deserved to be enhanced by benevolent space beings
>… Good Luna you never imagined thinking something like that to yourself in a million years!
>You look at the alien with admiration for the gift he’d given
>He was looking happy, but none too comfortable
>Sky had steadily dragged him into a horribly awkward position as she pulled against him
*Are you alright with her on your arm?*
>He nods
>*It’ll be fine. I’m sworn to help others, no matter how small their problems*
>Before you had woken up fearing the worst, believing yourself enslaved to these creatures, but now you could speak properly with Anon it would seem you’d actually gained a guardian angel
*This is so cool!*
>*I’m relieved you’re okay with us having done this*
”Are you kidding me? It’s all perks!
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>>29591522
>Sky groans at your shout and without skipping a beat Anon’s paw massages the part of her belly she’d clamped him against, sending her to sleep once again
>He clearly had no problems with personal contact
>*Good. If you want to know anything else just ask, me or the nanonics*
>You nod happily, already probing your mind’s new wealth of knowledge
>It was a difficult, all you managed to access was an encyclopedia about 21st century brick construction
>The files were centuries old
>Their culture must be ancient
>The gentle scent of chocolatey goodness wafts into your nose
>Drool builds up at your lips
>“Brownies, Femanon made them, help yourself.”
>Femanon… She was so amazing
>Now that you could talk with the aliens you had a second chance at a first introduction
>It was time to get your suave on
>A terrifying thought occurs to you
>The two aliens seemed pretty close, too close
>What if?
”Femanon… You’re not like… A thing?”
>“Sheesh, your first alien encounter and that is seriously where you go. No we’re not a “thing” but don’t even try it.”
>Thank Celestia
>”If you insist.”
>He rolls his eyes at you, disappointment evident on his features
>“Sure thing buddy. Now go eat, I’ll join you in a second and we can talk some more.”
>You hop from the couch but the movement finally awakens Sky
>*Do you mind waiting for this, in case she has a bad reaction?*
>You open up the neural network
*Sure thing. I think I’m getting the hang of these nanonics*

<| °_° |>

>Be Horizon Sky
>Something loud kept trying to wake you up and you didn’t like that
>Your mind sends out an involuntary struggle to stop the discomfort
>It felt an eternity before your grasping hooves found something warm to latch onto
>Comforted by the presence you nuzzle into it and fade back into the darkness to be greeted by such pleasant dreams
>All cuddles and flowers
>It was only moments later when something was tugging at your awareness once more
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>>29591528
>Your body had been sent jostling by something and shocked you awake
>The large warm thing you’d grasped at in your sleep was indeed real
>It was also ever so softly rubbing your tummy
>You were a happy mare
>But upon creeping your eyes open the truth of your cuddly companion was revealed
>It was your adorable alien’s arm
>Gosh and you’d slobbered all over it!
>Slowly, and with much shame, you pull yourself from the tangle you’d created and free the poor guy
>The last thing you remember was getting your hug on with the alien and now you’ve awoken with no memory beyond that and his large paw on your belly
>He must be a randy one
>You roll over and sleepily look him over wiping off your drool
>Not a lot of time must have passed, he still had your make-up on
”Gosh! You’re so cute Mr. alien. I wish you’d put that paw back where I woke up with it.”
>”Oh by Luna” Ratchet says
>What!? When did he get there?
>”That’s disgusting, you are disgusting. I can’t ever deal with you, sorry Anon, I’m out.”
>Anon? Was he talking to the alien?
>Ratch looks to you again
>”Oh and by the way, they can understand us now.”
>He trots across the wooden floor to the dining table
>…
>Fuuuuck! You hate life
>You push yourself as far back into the couch as possible
>Surely the further away you were the less embarrassing it was right?
>For good measure you hide your face under a pillow
”…You weren’t meant to be able to understand me.”
>“Woah it’ll be alright.” You say
>Wait… you didn’t say that! He did! Why does he sound exactly like you!?
”GAH! YOU SOUND JUST LIKE ME!” You shout, tossing the pillow aside to make sure he was actually speaking
>You hear a chuckle come from Ratchet
>Judging from the knowing tone he’d asked the very same thing earlier
>Stupid stallion
>You feel something tight around your neck
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>>29591571
”Ack! What is this? Are we your slaves? I’m noponies slave! Unless you need a personal attendant, they always live in my books. But you’d have to pay for my living and food expenses, plus I’ll need some gifts to stay happy and als-”
>“Woah there, calm down girl. No you’re not a slave. It’s a medical package to help relieve the stress.” He says, still in your voice
>That would take some getting use to
”The stress? Stress of what?”
>*OF THIS* Ratchet’s voice suddenly shouts into your mind itself
>You screech and jump in shock at the intrusion
>You shoot the bugger your evilest glare
*Not funny dickface!* You mentally send back
>What. The. Fuck!? You were meant to shout that!
>You were so confused right now
”What was that!? How did I do that?”
**Please wait. Installing**
>What? You close your eyes and focus on the mystery voice
**You have just accessed the Neural Network, a simple means of instant mental communication**
>Uh huh
**By focussing your mind upon another with access to the network you may set up a direct link with said individual. Given time this process will become innate to you**
”BWAH! Haha How do I now know how I did that?!”
**You have recently been provided with a set of civilian class Neural Nanonics. This set will provide you with enhance memory, thinking and logic skills, reaction times along with limited control of your brain chemistry. You may also access and download all UTSC data files provided to you. Currently only default files are loaded**
>Oh okay cool and where did you come from?
**Please refrain from personifying your Nanonics. It hinders the integration process. You are only speaking to yourself**
>Then why are you a different voice in my head?
**I am not. If you would take a moment to focus you would realise this is you thinking to yourself. As I said, you are only speaking to yourself. Nanonics contain no AI by default only knowledge you can purposefully or unintentionally access**
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>>29591577
>Thanks me! So then why does the alien sound just like me?
**The human is using a real-time mental translation of his language converted directly into your thoughts**
>Good, good
>In the time you’d spent conversing with yourself, about 2 seconds you’d say, the female alien had stalked from the kitchen to join Ratchet
>You still didn’t like the look of her, she was evil in some way
>Like maybe she was secretly coveting /your/ alien
>Oh Luna no! What if they were a couple? They did look and dress the same
>You turn back to the alien, who seemed not to mind your sudden moment of silence
”So… Neural nanonics?”
>“Yes, you seem a natural at their use. Do you still want to know why I sound like you or?”
”My brain told me when I asked. Real-time mental translation.”
>He nods, looking almost sad
>“I am sorry we did this.”
>What a silly…
**Human**
”Ha! This is amazing! I don’t think sorry is the right word, more like ‘Now you owe me for life’.”
>“I’m truly glad you’re both happy.”
>He was such a sweetie
>You give him your sexiest smile
”Cute and sweet what a combination.”
>He rubs the back of his head awkwardly
“Err, well then, I’m Royal Knight Anon096, but just use Anon for short. I believe your friend called you Sky? We’ve made some food for you as a sort of apology.”
>Food? You were always up for food
*It’s Horizon Sky, you can call me Sky if you want*
>*Thanks, but don’t become too reliant on mental communication*
>That’s lame. First he gives it to you then says you can’t use it!
**Some users can become over reliant on the easy of mental communication, fostering anti-social behaviours. Verbal speech is necessary for a healthy lifestyle**
>Using the Neural network you could hear Anon’s actual voice though!
>It was a bit too deep and gruff to suit his adorableness
>You raise a hoof for him to help you up but he fails to notice, staring at you blankly
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>>29591593
>You clear your throat and he gets the idea, helping you from your chair
>Such a gentlestallion
>“What delightful conversation were we missing over here?” He asks, kneeling opposite his female counterpart

<| °_° |>

>Be Royal Dame Femanon034 reporting for duty
>…
>…
>…
>You didn’t like to think, you’d already had plenty of time to think
>…
>…
>Baking brownies was fun though!
>All the equipment was so basic and old you had to retrieve files on how to operate the damn stuff
>You’d never had to apply such effort to cooking before and strangely enough you found the monotonous and often vigorous process oddly alluring
>It had to be something about using your hands, you always had to keep them busy to stay calm
>Knowing you could still move in your own body and that reality all wasn’t the fever dream of a woman locked in stasis, it did you good
>You finished cooking before the natives had even woken
>Nonnykins had watched over them diligently, unmoving from his position
>You could see the appeal, they were the most adorable little cuties you had ever seen, out classing all the Terran pets genetically engineered to be cuteness made manifest
>You just wanted to tickle your stallion’s fluffy little tum tums
>Gosh he was so cute nuzzling up against his friend like that!
>Argh! You wanted more! Sure you could find enough willing volunteers to construct a pony blanket to sleep under?
>Wait… Who said they had to be willing?
>Heheheh
>They didn’t seem to be showing signs of waking, and Anon was on observations, so you walk back to the kitchen and begin cleaning up
>Gotta stay busy
>…
>…
>…
>That was quick. You’d got the whole place spotless in what would no doubt be a record time for this house
“Christ, did they put the house wife gene in me or something?”
>Cooking and cleaning. It was something you never really had to think about or even consider in the UTSC, everything was automated
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>>29591602
>Yet in this backwater planet you found an amazing tranquillity in the tasks
>So unlike the bloodbath of the battlefield you were use to
>Who knows? In an alternate universe, you could have been a world class baker
>With thoughts of a better life in mind you make your way back to the dining table to find the stallion up and about, noshing upon your brownies
”Hope you like them. I learned how to cook just for you guys.”
>He chokes on his bite at your silent appearance but manages to get it down with some wheezing
>”Yes- ah, err I mean, yes they are very good, thank you so much.” He stutters out
>So cute!
>He struggles to regain his composure, running his hooves through his mane to slick it back and clearing out his throat
>A hoof gets extended towards you
>”It is an honour to finally speak to you Mare’am. I am Raan Therous Chet Felor Lexinglen.”
>He grins sheepishly at you
>Mare’am?
>”But you can just call me Ratchet or Ratch for short.”
>Daintily you shake his outstretched hoof
“I can do that. I’m Femanon034, but I’m sure Nonnykins already mentioned that.”
>”Bwahahah! Nonnykins!?”
“Sure thing. But I wouldn’t call him that. Now let’s get down to business.” You say, tasting one of the overly sweet brownies
“Can I tickle your fluffy belly or would that be weird?”
>His eyes damn near pop from his skull as his face blanches
>”I-I-I, ah. I-It, um gimmy a moment.”
>He looks around the room, scoping out who was watching before leaning in closer to whisper something
>”C-could we go somewhere more private first?”
>Oh! Oh no, belly rubbing might be a bad idea after all. How was that possible?
>But you wanted that cuddly softness so much! And did he have to tease you by sitting like that? With his stomach all exposed and pat-able?
>You had to blow a raspberry onto that to hear his horse giggles
>You look over to Anon to ensure he was still preoccupied with the mare
“… Do you have anywhere private?”
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>>29591615
>Ratch looked just about to die after you said that, beads of sweat building on his forehead, struggling for an even breath and blushing redder than a baboon’s arse
>”I, ah, we have- I… My bedroom, the door even locks.” He finally rushes out, a little excitement leaking into his tone
>This was getting a bit serious
>But boy could you get into serious
>Hehe you were a little interested in seeing what he had between his legs
>Huehuehue, hung like a horse
“Lead the wa-
>“What delightful conversation were we missing over here?” Anon asks, appearing right before you with the mare
>DAMN PONIES! Too distracting! How could you ever operate efficiently if your awareness had been so reduced as to allow nonnykins of all people to sneak up on you?
>The guy was like a walking avalanche, he had essentially no stealth
>Compared to you that is, not that it’s a fair comparison but still! He should never be getting the drop on you
>Stupid adorable horse
>Ratchet flails wildly in shock, his blush somehow becoming even fiercer
>”Gah! N-nothing! Brownies! We were talking about how nice these brownies are.”
>Anon raises an eyebrow sceptically
>”Really? I’ve never known Femanon to be a cook.”
>He grabs a brownie to test it out, groaning in satisfaction
>”Well screw me these are damn good. I stand corrected. By the way this here is Horizon Sky. Sky meet Femanon.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Sky.” You say with incredible sweetness
>”The pleasure is all mine.” She replies, matching your sweet tone exactly, but spicing it up with a faint smirk
>That irked you. She’d subtly outdone your performance
“Well, let’s dig in shall we. I’m sure you both have ample questions.”
>You stealthily reach under the table to stroke Ratchet’s lower thigh
*We’ll pick things up later cutie*
>The poor fella falls from his seat, body seemingly struck by rigor mortis
>”Are you alright Ratch?” asks Sky
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>>29591629
>”…I’m fine.” Comes the croaked response from the floor
>*You shouldn’t be teasing him like that* comes Anon’s mental reprimand
*I’ve done nothing of the sort. I’m offended you’d insinuate such a thing!*
>*I’m serious. Don’t mess with him. I’m taking these two under my personal protection. I pledge upon my oath as a Royal Knight that they shall come to no harm, physical or emotional*
*That doesn’t stop two consenting adults from having a little fun*
>*No it doesn’t, but I’m still watching you*
*You say all this and don’t even realise how hard that girl is crushing on you*
>As you finish sending your thought a brownie just happens to float up to anon’s mouth and attempt to force its way in
>”Eat up Knight Anon, you must have to eat a lot to stay so big. Eat.” Sky insists
>The brownie pushes against his unopened, deadpan face
>*Believe it or not I am slightly aware*
>He snatches the brownie from the air and takes a bite
>”Thank you Sky. Indeed I do eat a lot.”
>She giggles
>”You’re so silly Anon.”
>You look back to his still deadpan expression
“Hahah. He certainly is, isn’t he? So, questions?”
>Ratchet clambers back to his chair
>”I’d like to know what you guys are and why you’re here on our planet, you said things were serious.”
“That’s an easy one. We are humans, species: homo sapiens, one of the scores of alien races throughout this galaxy. Yours will now in fact be added to the catalogue of known sentient races.”
>”You can access a summary of our history in your neural nanonics too by the way.” Adds anon
>”Yes, and as to why we’re here, well, for now that is classified but it’s essential we speak to your leaders immediately.”
>*Why so soon?* Comes the obvious question from Anon
*The objective is still giving out a distress signal. If I found it, so will our enemies. Whoever was responsible for destroying the armada protecting it will be at our doorstep in no time*
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>>29591642
>*Please tell me you called for reinforcements*
*Before I even warped in system. They’ll be here in a few days, maximum*
>”We were actually telling Knight Anon about that before you arrived, or we were trying to.” Ratchet says happily
>You flash him a sweet smile
“Yes he told me of how smart and resourceful you were using images like that.” You say, fluttering your lashes
>Anon’s eyes narrow at you
*What? You did say that*
>*Not with my tits half out, voice all breathy, half eye banging the guy and I didn’t say that. I called him ingenious*
*Same thing*
>”T-Thank you. But I’m afraid Haytrail is at least a two-day trip from Canterlot, we don’t have the rail line down here”
“Haytrail? Canterlot?”
>”Oh! I’m sorry, forgot you were aliens for a second. The town we’re in is Haytrail and our capitol’s Canterlot. It’s a big white castle in the cliff side built by unicorns.” He states matter-of-factly
“Thank you dear. We have a way around the time issue.”
>”Oh yeah, spaceships.” He says with a hoof-slap to the forehead
>That was one option, you had something more fun in mind, just a little hobby of yours
>Sky raises her hoof
>”I have a question. You guys aren’t here to invade, right?”
>”Don’t worry, we’re just here on a retrieval op.” Anon Answers
>She sighs with relief
>”Good. It’s just with the whole royal knight and dame thing and being all muscly and also being aliens, I was just a little worried we’d have a full-on invasion.”
>”Hahah, that’s absurd.” Anon chuckles
“Our oaths actually pledge us to protect the less advanced species.”
>”Less advanced?” The mare asks with offence
>Anon covers for you
>”She didn’t mean it like that. Less advanced technologically wise. The universe is a dangerous place and all life deserves to be given a chance at greatness.”
>The mare rest’s her hoof against his hand, eyes half-lidded
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>>29591648
>”How chivalrous of you Knight.” She says, all too sensually
>…
>Fuck…
>That little pony could be more seductive than you
>Dutifully Knight 096 doesn’t flinch away, but nor does he acknowledge the contact, instead going quiet
“It is indeed Sky.” You reply for him
>You were such a good friend

<| °_° |>

>Be Knight 096
>Sky’s hoof was still on your hand, somehow gently squeezing the top
>Bad touch!
>What was with this horse?
“Speaking of technology, I’ve a question for you Ratchet.”
>He nods
>”Go ahead.”
“When we first met, at my ships equipment module, you broke a piece of electronics, a personal processor.”
>”Oh, so that’s what it’s called.”
“Yes, but when you first took me into your home you’d fixed it. How exactly did you do that?”
>He grins
>”That’s my super special talent! It’s what I got my cutie mark for, have a look.”
>He stands up and flashes his rear to everyone, displaying the symbol on his flanks
>It was how you remembered it, a series of gears with a hammer hitting them apart
“And was that tattooed on?”
>”Don’t be stupid. When a pony finds that special something that makes them unique their cutie marks appear. I guess it’s like a coming of age thing.”
“And these marks dictate your future?”
>His head shakes
>”Not at all, while many ponies end up working in a job suited for their talents they don’t have to.”
“The majority do though?”
>“Well… pretty much everypony really, but think of it like this, if you were super good at something, and it was something that you both loved doing and made you special, and on top of all that you got payed to do it? Wouldn’t you?”
>Femanon laughs
>”He’s got you beat there Anon. Where do I sign up for my butt mark?”
>”Heh, I don’t think humans can get them, sorry.”
“So what exactly is your talent that you’ve got that on your flank?”
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>>29591652
>”Ponies always ask me to explain my talent but I can never do it justice, it’s kind of hard to understand.”
“I’m good at understanding, go ahead.”
>”Well, I’m a pretty nifty tinkerer, but sometimes when I touch things, especial things I don’t understand, they kind of fall apart.”
“Not just apart, but into every individual component, I saw what you’d done to it. A perfect deconstruction, like nothing I’d seen before, until of course you put it back together.”
>He smiles at you
>”That’s the other part to it. I think there’s a cycle, first I break something apart and somehow learn about all the individual bits and how they work, then, when I really focus and try my hardest, I can somehow put everything back in place, and after that I just… /know/ how to use the thing.”
>Femanon whistles, clearly impressed
>”Now that’s some talent. You are going to come in handy.”
“That is fairly… unique.”
*This magic crap must be off the scales levels of reality manipulating bullshit* You send off to femanon
>*Don’t you just love it?*
“Do you guys envision any problems meeting your leader?”
>They seem offended you even asked
>”Princess Celestia is the wises most benevolent pony in the world, she could only greet you with kindness.” Ratchet exclaims
>Ouch. You didn’t like the sound of that
>Benevolent leader? Tyrannical more likely, no race has ever called their leaders benevolent
>Femanon’s frown mirrored yours
>*That sounds bad. But things have been so idyllic thus far we can only hope*
“So are you guys fine to leave anytime? I know you probably had plans for today before we popped in.”
>”Well we were going to spend the day testing out the new go-kart I designed but…” Leads Ratch
“Oh, that engine we picked up was…”
>He nods
>”Yep all that’s left.”
>Femanon grins viciously
>”Did you say go-kart? Fan of speed are we sweetie?”
>His chest swells with pride
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>>29591657
>”You could say I’m a bit of an adrenaline junky.”
>”Then do I have a surprise for you!”
>Oh no. You knew what this was

<| °_° |>

>With the importance of meeting their leader’s in mind the unanimous decision was called to leave for Canterlot post-haste
>Femanon’s surprise had lead you all outside to her cargo freighter
>The unloading bay opened and out descended one of Femanon’s more frowned upon hobbies
>War and espionage wasn’t a 24/7 thing
>The Royal sect of humanities defence force had a lot of downtime
>They also experience a lot of trauma, both mental and physical
>Justly so they were encouraged to participate in a range of extracurricular activities in their ample free time to ease the mind and soul
>As per usual Femanon had chosen to defy the standard and, even after some more than heavy handed persuasion tactics from Command to convince her otherwise, she had decided to participate in an unusual pass time
>She was a Rally driver, or that’s what it had started as
>It was well known among your fellow soldiers and even some upper management that her passions had escalated somewhat, delving into one of the interplanetary illegal racing collectives
>And by delving you mean leading
>She’d started a small racing group before her stasis period, and well, yadda, yadda, yadda, one hundred years later it was booming and she slotted back in as the boss
>Only now they raced light space craft through firefights and were some of the best pilots of the military
>They stayed true to their racing origins however, priding themselves on “Burning the rubber” as they said, on unspoilt grounds
>At this stage of humanities young life 'unspoilt ground' meant uncolonized planets, like this one
>And that was where in came the true illegal aspect of the hobby
>In truth rally driving, street racing, drags and drifting were legal in all cities on all planets under the confederation’s protection
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>>29591691
>The reason was simple, with modern technologies it was literally impossible to crash a motor vehicle, the car wouldn’t let you
>What was illegal was hooning said sophisticated technologies unsupervised and unabated up and down the terrains of alien worlds, more than likely populated by unsophisticated natives
>And that was exactly what she was doing
>But fuck it, DEFCON 1
>And you do like to go fast
>Out of the unloading bay comes an automobile foreign to you
>The vehicle presses to the ground and automatically rolls forward, shining sleekly in the now midday sunlight
>It was a deep purple, the outside tightly curved and aerodynamic, a true beauty
>Just one problem
“Oh God what the hell is that Femanon!? It has actual wheels, and a combustion engine! You own a coffin on wheels.”
>”You can’t drift using mag-wells or omni-spheres and you know it. Gotta have that good old rubber!”
“We aren’t drifting! Think something more like a gentle Sunday drive with grandma’s dying ass in the back, slow and steady or she’s gone. They don’t even have real roads.”
>She pokes her tongue out as the car’s hydraulics lifts it from the rough ground to accommodate the suddenly growing wheels
>They expand out to about one and a half their normal size, the hardened rubber flipping over in a series of scales to reveal heavy metal plating with several rows of extruding hexagonal pyramids running along the outside
>By the look of it now she could churn through anything. Femanon was set on driving
>She smiles all to sweetly at you
>”Who needs proper roads? All-terrain Nonnykins.”
>Ratchet looks over the smooth and oppressive vehicle, whistling with awe
>”I wish my little go-kart could do that.”
>”You like her? It’s a SioX, unstoppable and fast as lightning! I’ll see if I’ve got a spare back on Terra to give you.”
“WHAT!? No, I’m sorry Ratch but that’s not happening.”
>They both look at you sulkily
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>>29590889
about tree fiddy
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>>29591696
>”He could just drive it with his mind.”
“No.”
>She pouts at you but for whatever reason the two both go quiet and start smiling
>You could tell from a mile off they were privately communicating something
“Whatever you’re planning don’t even think about it, and trust me, I know you’re thinking about it.”
>Ratch was about to say something before being cut off by Sky
>”I call shotgun!” She shouts, running up to the door, opening it with her nanonics and hopping into the large chair, looking smug as all hell among the relatively giant vehicle
>Or she would have if she weren’t so damn cute!
“Has anyone ever said how adorable you are?” You question with a soliloquy
>Fuck!
>You should not have said that. You didn’t even mean to say it aloud!
>She blushes and looks away, fluttering a hoof to cool her face
>”A-adorable? Me? No, I’m not adorable.”
>She looks back to you
>“I think you’re cute though, maybe you could ride up front with me?”
>Femanon fails to choke back her witches’ cackle
“Err, I’ll be fine in the back with Ratchet, right buddy?”
>He nods emphatically, sensing your discomfort
>”Oh well, maybe on the trip home?”
“I’ll have to think about it.”
>Femanon walks around to the driver’s seat and gets in
>”Come on you lazy boys, get in! Sheesh, back on Terra they always use to say it was the women holding up road trips.”
>The two of you scurry into the back
>The inside was nice, fully black with a thin trim of fluorescent purple lighting along the curves
>You sense someone accessing the cars databanks
>”Why is this thing measured in horsepower? 1,500hp, is that a lot?” Asks Sky
>Femanon’s mouth twitches upwards in a flash of a smile
>”I don’t know, you tell me?” She replies rhetorically
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>>29591704
“It is Sky, for something like this at least. As for horsepower, it’s just a very old measurement used by ancient humans when first constructing engines. I believe it was used as a comparison for a steam engine’s output.”
>”Wait, so you have horses on your planet?”
“Kind of, they’re an analogue of what’s here. They’re not sentient like you guys.”
>She looks away
>”…Oh.”
>She sounded so disappointed, until Femanon starts the car and it roars to life
>This engine was not a quiet one
>The car shook violently just sitting in place
>”Buckle up everyone, safety first ya know?”
“There’s no way this is safe.”
>The two natives were looking beyond excited, Ratchet in particular, they didn’t care for their safety
>”This is going to be fun!” He exclaims
>Sky begins laughing
>”So long as you’re not at the wheel, I seem to recall flying to my doom in the wreck of a go-kart this morning.”
>She looks conflicted by a sudden thought
>”And now I’m here, in a futuristic motor carriage with aliens. I think I just realised how strange this really is. Doesn’t it all feel a little surreal to you guys?” She asks
“Not really. You’d be surprised how often stuff like this can happen in dire situations.”
>”Are you saying something exactly like this has happened before?”
“No, just that I’ve seen stranger things, the universe is a big place.”
>She turns back, satisfied with your answer
>”Let’s roll.” Femanon says
>The sleek car tore the hardened earth beneath it to soft dirt as the wheels spun out with the sudden application of torque
>They swiftly gain traction and lift themselves from the pits they’d dug and the car pulls away, already accelerating at a frightful pace as she swerves around the house and bursts through the small gate out front
>”Hey! You’re paying for that!” shouts Sky as the house very quickly becomes a small figure in the distance
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>>29591719
>Femanon only laughs, briefly looking back at Ratchet who smirks
>Suddenly you’re gaining pace at such speed your small weaker companions were being pushed back into their chairs
*I think you’re over doing it Dame034!*
>*Who me? No I don’t think I am*
>The smugness in that message had you very worried
>If anything nearby couldn’t hear the deafening roar of the engine as the quartet set off they would have been able to spot the great dust cloud kicked up by its spinning wheels from miles away
>Femanon clearly wasn’t feeling stealthy today


>Be Ratchet
>Be sitting in the back of the great metal beast you believed to be the final evolution of the motorised cart
>Also be driving said magnificent beast
>From the moment the car started Femanon switched control to you, like she promised when Anon had crushed your excitement earlier
>You didn’t mean to go speeding around the corner or through the gate, but boy was it fun!
>The car had even given you a damage report after the collision
>Not a scratch
>As you adjust directions with your mind and hit the more stable part of the gravel road you feel Femanon egging you on
>*She’s got more juice than that sweetie, and the scanners say there’s nothing ahead for kilometres, put the pedal to the metal*
>You had to access your nanonics to understand the idiom, but once you had the car truly rumbles to life, accelerating so swiftly as to force you back into your chair, the soft cushioning taking some of the building G-force
>You decide to try something wild
>The computer system kept sending you messages to activate sensor view and something was telling you it was the right idea
>The world around you fades to white
>Before you know it your vision hovered several meters above the rear of the car in 3rd-pony, providing a serene view of you and your surroundings
>This was so cool!
>The car sped along the narrow path, hurtling past the numerous beasts, curious at the peculiar object racing by
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>>29591726
>Unbeknown to you were the tiny subsonic emissions from specialised components within the machine to prevent them from venturing too close and spoiling your good time
>Thankfully you’d yet to encounter anypony else on the road; Haytrail didn’t get a lot of traffic
>A curve approaches and you’re sent a message from the car’s computer
**Approaching bend at dangerous speed, road conditions are poor. User must slowdown or increase traction**
>Slowdown? No fricking way!
>You feel the slightest judder as the protruding pyramids covering the wheels become rough and grooved, allowing you to take the bend at a higher speed
>Great chunks of earth sprayed in arcs from the wheels as you swung around
>*You’re a natural Ratch! The trick is never slow down* Femanon sends to you, her message filling the mental link, and your mind, with joy
*Thanks. I’m certainly doing better than this morning*
>*What happened this morning? I wasn’t here ‘til lunch*
*Oh, Sky and I were testing out a motorised cart I built, problem was I forgot the breaks and well… only the motor remains now*
>She bursts out with laughter, the sweet sound ringing pleasurably in your ears
>The random outburst draws strange looks from Sky and Anon
>*You poor boy, I bet you got pretty hurt*
*No, we got out of it unscathed*
>*Oh… too bad*
>That was more upsetting to you than you thought it could ever be
*What!? Why?*
>*Because I would have loved to have kissed your boo-boos away, and I bet you would have had them /all/ over your body*
>Meep
>*So? Are you sure you didn’t get hurt?*
>The car swerves as you grow faint
*M-maybe I got a little hurt*
>*Then maybe I’ll have to help you, I promise you’ll feel so much better afterwards*
>Oh Celestia!
>You weren’t use to this kind of attention, especially when being, well, yourself!
>Most mares didn’t find the geeky, crazy engineer pony to be much of a catch
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>>29591741
>Why did she tease you so? Was she being serious? You’d never be able to tell until she was upon you
>It left you on edge in a way you’d never felt before
>The hairs on your neck were raised in an excitement different from that of controlling the overpowered vehicle
>In some ways Femanon reminded you of Sky, a slightly upsetting realisation, but no way could you think of your friend in the ways you did this alien beauty
>Why did you feel these things? She was an alien!
>But… So beautiful
>Was this how Sky felt? You couldn’t see the supposed cuteness she insisted Anonymous possessed, but then she didn’t seem all that interested in how Femanon was looking
>You really couldn’t judge her for how she’d been treating Anon anymore, could you? All you knew was there was something strange with how ponies perceived these humans
>Pushing the thoughts from your mind you focus back on the road
>For a long time you drove under the guidance of Femanon and the computer, gliding along the rough terrain flawlessly
>Driving was easy when you could do it with your mind and a bird’s eye view
>Eventually you did pass a few ponies as you approached Canterlot and the road grew wider
>Femanon told you to slow down to a walking pace and pass them, leaving many a pony gawking at the extraordinary sight, especially after Sky began winding down the window whenever you passed a group to look smugly down at them and pull random faces
>She just couldn’t help herself
>The sun had begun to set by the time Canterlot had even come into view, despite the incredible speed of your travel
>The road branched off down a few side paths the closer you drew and eventually you pull off down one of the smaller, more beaten ones
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>>29591746
>Aside from the fact you were now flying over every bump in the road sending rushes of adrenaline through your body, the road also offered a less populated shortcut to the Canterlot foot hills, one you once took as a colt with your family
>The four of you move along the track, mood at an all-time high, unbeknown to the impending danger just hidden in the distance

<| °_° |>

>Be Knight Anon096
>Femanon must be trying to impress the natives, because this driving was fast and furious
>No one was complaining, in fact it was excited grins all round
>Speeding along a slippery gavel road in a high-powered vehicle certainly got the heart pumping, no wonder this was Femanon’s hobby, the adrenaline junky
>Thankfully the road was mostly straight and oddly empty, making it an easy journey
>Sky continually looks back at you as if she were searching your face for something
>*So… Anon, you’ve still got my make-up on*
>Shit
*Heheh, yeah. I kind of got caught up in Femanon’s wake, guess I forgot about it.*
>*It’s a good look, you’re so cute*
*… You don’t really think I’m cute do you?*
>She ponders that all to long for your liking
>*Well yeah, because you are... You said I was adorable. Do /you/ actually think that?*
>Damn pony, you couldn’t lie to that face
*… Yes*
>She turns back around and squeals happily to herself, saying something indecipherable to the translation program you had running
>Bad pony, please stop getting the wrong idea
>Ratchet looked oddly focused, yet his eye’s had gone vacant, starring at nothing in particular
*Hey Ratchet?*
>*Hmm?*
*You’re friend is a great girl and all, but I don’t think what she wants will work out* You message, expressing your worries, hoping he’d have an easy solution to your problem
>He was her best friend after all
>He fills the link with his adorable, yet mocking horse laughter
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>>29591757
>*Sorry Anon, once she decides she want’s something, she gets it. I’ve known her since foalhood, and I’ve seen every relationship she’s ever had. It’ll be a war of attrition, one you’ll lose*
>You raise an incredulous eyebrow
*Are you sure about that?*
>His eyes suddenly refocus and look upon the still happily squirming mare
>*I’m sure* he sends back with a smile
>… Despite your training, you were feeling worried
>Especially now you nanonics had managed to translate what Sky’d been saying
>”He thinks I’m cute” repeated again and again at near lightspeed
>Oh jeez
>You feel her open a mental link with you
>*So Anon, I was wondering, would you mind letting me paint your portrait? It would be such an honour*
*If we have the time*
>She bounces around excitedly, working herself up further
>*You know this will be my first time meeting the Princesses too, well actually I met Celestia once at the Grand Galloping Galla, that was when Pinkie Pie was in charge and everypony as invited. Hah what a night*
>Her small tale felt heart-warming, but something niggled at you
*Princesses? I thought you only had one leader, this Princess Celestia*
>*Oh no, we also have Princess Luna, she controls the moon and night, Celestia has dominion of the sun and day*
>Jesus fuck what? They control the sun and moon? Fuck off they did
*That’s… unbelievable*
>*Really? You don’t have that? You’re so strange!* she sends back before you’d even closed the link
>How was she so hyperactive? Was her medical stimulant broken?
>You check its status to find all the neural inhibitors and depressants depleted
>She had enough drugs in her to put even you to sleep
>Damned magic, how’s it work?
*How are you alive?*
>*What? I’m sorry but… Don’t you know? Well, my mom met my dad and when a mare and stallion like each other very much the get together an-
*No please, don’t worry, I was just being strange again, but you certainly are a special pony*
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>>29591762
>Fuck! You did it again without even realising it! At least you didn’t say it allowed for Femanon to hear
>She blushes and looks away from you
>*Why thank you, kind Knight*
>You really had to stop talking
>The car slows as you pass your first set of natives
>A family of five, the father was pulling the others along in a wooden cart
>They all dart off the road in fear, before creeping out again to gaze in amazement as the mysterious purple vehicle drove away
>”We’ll be making a few tales around the dinner table tonight.” Ratchet absently comments
>Likely there would be more than a few, as the small road widens the closer you get to your objective and the number of travellers increases dramatically
>It was interesting at first watching the various befuddled reactions of the natives, but it lost its lustre around the hundredth group you passed
>Eventually it even felt tedious, having to slow down so much each time
>*Hey Anon, check this out!* comes the excited message from Sky as yet another group of ponies appear over the approaching horizon
>What was this silly pony planning now?
>As per usual the car slows to a snail’s pace and moves to give the group of gawking and bewildered ponies a wide birth
>Apart from the usual was Sky, who'd clearly grown board of being unknown to the frequent and confused onlookers, this time winding down the window as you approach
>Her head leans out, the biggest shitfaced grin on her muzzle as the confused natives hoot and holler at the perplexity of what they saw
>Waves of self-satisfaction and joy were radiating from her with all the attention
>Just something about being a pony in a futuristic locomotive device really seemed to impress other natives you know?
*Couldn't possibly understand why* You think to yourself with a roll of the eyes
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>>29591776
>They were enamoured with her, from what you could make out they seemed to think it was all a spell she'd cast and were most interested in her magical repertoire
>That interest fades fast when she starts to pull faces and stick her tongue out, yet to answer their numerous questions
>She never had the opportunity anyway, as Femanon deems the group now far enough away she could safely punch the gas
>The car almost launches into the air as it takes off, belting away at a frightening pace, leaving the group of natives in a spray of dust and bafflement
>Sky was in fits of laughter as she watched the small figures disappear in the rear-view mirror
>*How funny was that? They freaked out!*
*Not unlike you waking up before*
>*What! Not even! I was cool as a cucumber, the coolest cucumber around*
*Bit of a strange cucumber*
>*Strange things add the spice to life*
>She looks back at you with bedroom eyes
>*And I bet you'd love to spice life up with me. Maybe we can see how cool your cucumber is?*
>Oh please god no. Was this one taking lines from Femanon?
*I think I’ll be fine for now thanks* You send back, ending the playful banter
>She looked tremendously sad, until the next cluster of travelling ponies appears
>The window was already down
>You weren't going to stop her from having a little fun
>She was right, you did find it comical to watch their confusion as she jumped about pulling faces
>So heart-warming to see a creature with such passion for life, even when it's only directed to immaturity
>Thankfully for all the ponies you were yet to pass and leave in your confusing wake you would never arrive to do so, as Femanon takes a sudden right turn down a dingy side track, away from the growing general populace
>The car shook with a fury moving so swiftly over the rough grounds, even with the enhance wheels
*Are you all right there Femanon? Do you know where you're going?*
>*But of course, it's just a shortcut* Comes the slyest response possible
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>>29591784
>She had no idea where she was going did she?
*I swear If you get us lost on a foreign planet again... We don't even have the most basic satellite tracking with us!* you send her exasperatedly
>*It'll be fine trust me*
>That cocky self-assurance of hers always pissed you off, but you could never argue with it
>It was just that… wait a sec…
>A few things suddenly click in your mind
>The rapid, inexperienced, acceleration and breaking, the complete lack of stealth tactics Femanon was so fond of, and a seemingly innate knowledge of where she was going with no understanding of the surrounding regions
*Which one of them is driving?*
>Roars of laughter flow from Femanon
>*Took you long enough Nonnykins, I can’t believe we pulled the wool over your eyes for so long! You can thank our friend Ratchet for the ride today*
>The blank look on his face was suddenly making a lot of sense
>You didn’t need your eyes when using the car’s sensors
"So, what do you think of driving Ratchet?" You ask aloud
>There was no point being mad with him when you were going to be mad with Femanon later
>He jumps, startled that you'd caught him out
>Sky's little hoof smacks her forehead
>"Sheesh, Ratch is driving? How are we even alive?"
>The car slams to a stop, sending everyone near flying from their seat
>"What did I just say?" She asks of everyone, looking back at him angrily as she pushes herself off the windscreen
"... Ouch, I didn't say you had to stop you know..."
>Panic was evident on his features, like a child who'd just broken something beyond the realm of expensive
>"W-what? I didn't! The computer stopped responding to me."
>Femanons hand beckons for attention
>"Sorry everyone, that was me."
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>>29591794
"Why would you bother taking control back now? He got us here well enough so far, heck he was good enough it took me this long to figure it out. Props by the way Ratchet, even with neural nanonics for a first-timer this has been very impressive. You ponies certainly can pick things up fast."
>He waves your compliment off with a hoof, trying, and failing, to ward off the inevitable embarrassment
>"I took back control because you distracted him, and there's also that." She says, pointing ahead of the car
>You peer forward to see what she was referring to
>About a hundred metres ahead was a cobblestone bridge traversing a small rivulet
>Blocking the path were two upturned hay carts and one lonesome, crying, pale blue mare, cherry brown mane a tangled mess
>You access the car's sensors to get a closer look
>Images of the weeping pony flash into your mind
>What little make-up the mare did have on was currently running down her face
>Her eyes were painfully bloodshot
>How long must she have been out here crying? What had happened?
>Femanon springs to action
>"We need that path cleared. Sky, Ratch, you two go investigate, we're in a rush and don't want someone freaking out over meeting an alien. Hopefully she'll just need your help getting those carts back in order. Ratchet, if you are anything like the mechanical wiz Knight Anon claims you to be it should be a cinch."
>"Can do!" They reply in happy unison, removing themselves from the vehicle and trotting down the track
"And are we just going to be waiting?"
>She snorts indignantly at you
>"Pff, please, I will be waiting, /you/ will be tailing from the bushes. This whole situation screams ‘trap’ a mile off."
>She was right. One visible pony, two large carts blocking a choke point, it didn't add up, how'd such a pony even manage to upturn both carts?
>One would have been reasonable, but two? And such a small mare?
>Why even have two carts!?
>Femanon breaks you of the thought
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>>29591803
>"Huh? You know what? She's not even crying, check out her make-up again."
>As she says so an enlarged real-time video of the mare’s face appears on the cars windscreen
>Sure enough there weren’t any tears there, her make-up had been purposely done to imitate the appearance of a broken mare
>You catch her glancing down the road towards your two approaching and now visible friends, the hints of a wicked grin curling her muzzle ever so slightly upwards
"Yep. It’s a trap."
>"Well, go on then! Before anyone does anything stupid, like try to hurt my little pony."
"I agree, except he's not your pony."
>”We’ll see.”

<| °_° |>

>You slowly trot with Sky towards the upset looking mare
*This has been some day hey?* You absently comment to Sky as you go
>*Bet you’re glad I talked you into investigating Anon's crash now. Gosh imagine if you'd let the elements of harmony do it!*
*I can, and I don't think I could stand another mandatory celebration of them being such good friends that they somehow saved the damn world with rainbows and farts, yet again!*
>If rainbows and friendship was all life needed you'd be a very successful engineer, maybe in electronics or mechatronics?
>But no, you were an adequate mechanic working at a failing shop in a tiny town, always wanting more, always feeling the need to truly satiate the desires of your cutie mark but never quite getting there
>What you really needed was luck
*I guess we can’t all be the main characters of life*
>Sky nods solemnly
>*Too true, too true*
>You keep moving closer
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Does anyone got the green text where Anon gets shocked by lightning by Rainbow Dash and he gets burned alive because he was carrying flammable liquids?
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>>29591968
What the fuck is he doing carrying flammable liquids
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>>29591990
Probably being a dumb asshole.
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>>29591968

Nm found it.

http://pastebin.com/1c2sGG0D
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>>29592228
...I don't get it.
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>>29592496
That's okay.
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>>29592496

There was a prompt a year ago about where Rainbow Dash decides to prank Anon by shocking him.
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>>29592652
>>29592653
...But what's the punch line? "Es tut [so] weh"?
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>>29591814
DAMN YOU, CLIFFHANGER

Also, I'm imagining the car as being a 60's space version of Wario's with the top up.
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>>29591515
So you're the one who said they'd update if I did. First, thanks for holding up your end of the deal and second, thanks for giving me a reason to update.
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>>29592710

Anon speaks German and it means "it hurts (so much)"
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>>29593007
I thought that meant "no more jews to gass."
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>>29557117
Eyyy, part 3 (the final one) is finished. Roughly 22 posts worth so there's no point in posting it all so close to the bump limit. I'll dump it all when the next thread is created.
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>>29593120
Dumping is good for you.
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>>29593120
As long as someone posts a link in this thread when they do so, it should go quite smoothly.
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>>29582684
I know someone named Sorcereranon did a few stories a while back with 40k characters ending up in Equestira. Any interest in something like if I work something up in the next few days?
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>>29593707
Absolutely, as long as those xenos get purged.
With cake and balloons and streamers.
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>>29593848
I'm thinking something with one of the Fallen since they're less Main Kill Burn! than chaos and less Purge the Unclean! than most Imperials.Though if there's anything anyone would particularly like to see I'm open to suggestions. I'll try to have something started by tomorrow night when I get off work either way.
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Look at you and your amazing ability to count!
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