Alone in Equestria Girls Verse, #9: Still the best guess to how

>>29575113
Old thread: >>29475006

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>Fapman still is in the list
>I'm not in it

It's okay

>>29575184
....you didn't post a pastebin when called dumbass, that's your fault, as for Fappy I will be moving him to the dead list next thread, I just forgot to this time. My bad.

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>>29575184
Sorry, baby. Love you.

>>29575220
Would that be a problem if I start a different story?

>>29575220
>>29575113
Speaking of, if digitalstan and GeistAnon post more this thread they will also be moved to the living writefag list. Side note, FAPMAN IF YOU ARE READING THIS, GET OFF YOUR ASS OR YOU WILL BE PLACED IN THE GLUE FACTORY LINE!

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>eqg
>ponutjoe

>>29575227
Read this and finish your shit before your lazy ass does something new.>>29575232

>>29575238
Pre nigger lips too, we aren't savages here thank you very much.

>>29575232
>GET OFF YOUR ASS OR YOU WILL BE PLACED IN THE GLUE FACTORY LINE
Horse powered glue? Have you got a heart of a meme?

>>29575239
But it's weak and pointless. It's just a never ending waifu slice of life. I don't feel like it anymore. Tbh, I'm quite surprised you even pay me any attention, anon-friend.

>>29575252
Fapman...I am trying very hard to not break the computer in my hands right now, we also do normal stuff here too, so FINISH IT NUMBNUTS! We will rip your ass a new one for every grammatical fuck up you make, you want to improve? Do the damn story to the end.

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>>29575220
I did?
Twice in fact
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>>29575063

>>29575113
>Alone in Equestria

Alone in Sucking My Dick.

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>>29575274
>Fapman...I am trying very hard to not break the computer in my hands right now
Wow, Anon-kun, you seem almost angry. Is it that part of year your hormones buzzle?

>we also do normal stuff here too
Not rly. I planned two crossovers. One with MAGICKA, one with GTA.

>We will rip your ass a new one for every grammatical fuck up you make
It's arousing. Please, do.

>you want to improve? Do the damn story to the end.
Ah, you tricky motherfucker. But where could I end if it's 'endless'?

>>29575316
My bad then, when the rollcall is made at the end of this thread post before the 500 mark or just after. THIS GOES FOR ALL OTHER WRITEFAGS I MAY HAVE MISSED, WAIT TILL 500 AND POST NAME AND LINK. Those that were missed that post again this thread will still be added to the living writefag list.
>>29575370
Make an end smartass, and if you aren't going to do a normal story, GTA is arguably a normal story but I digress, then finish what you started anyways. With how often YOU post we will have the heatdeath before you finish.

>>29575370
>Those splats, those thighs
there needs to be some juices dripping down them by the end fapman.

>>29565899

>You are still the one and only Anon.
>Your Math class was uneventful except for that one rainbow hair girl who kept on giving you dirty look.
>But right now, you are sitting in Art class.
>M. Cheerilee is standing in front of the class, writing your assignment on the blackboard.
>”Today I would like for everyone to pair up and draw each other portrait. Bonus point if you can make it Halloween themed.”
>Free period for you, since you know that no one wants to team up with you since you are the “Creepy dude in black”.
>It’s been like this since you transferred.
>But to your surprise, you someon walking toward you.
>More precisely Rarity.
>You knew her since you enroll here; of course everyone knows the hottest girl in school.
>”Hello Anonymous, I was wondering if you would like for us to work together?”
>Why is she talking to you? Why is she batting her eyelash?
>You pride yourself at being a man with a big vocabulary.
“ah…eh… yes?”
>Nailed it.
>She flash you a quick, amused smile and sit on a wooden stool in front of you.
>”Marvelous. I’m Rarity, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Pleasure all yours-MINE! I mean pleasure all mine.”
<Anon the lady-killer ladies and gentlemen>
>God you are so embarrass right now.
>You can even hear some other student snickering around.
>”You’re funny Anonymous. But let’s not waste time, I can’t wait to see what kind of portrait you will make with me as your muse.”
“yeah, s-sure. No problem.”
>God, no matter how much you want to keep your cool, you always lose it in front of a cute girl.

>>29575605

>Taking a couple of deep breath to calm yourself, you fish out your sketchbook and pencil case from your backpack.
>You take a look at her, fair white skin, beautiful blue eye, smooth purple hair…
>”I know you need to look at me for our sketch, but please don’t stare so much, I’m going to get embarrass.”
>Blushing from ear to ear, you open your sketchbook and hide behind it.
>”Don’t be shy Dear. Could you stop hiding and also remove the dreadful hoodie so that I can see you properly.”
>Mumbling some excuse, you comply.
<Look at you, little Anon blushing in front of a girl. But I understand she is pretty. By the way, you are due for a haircut.>
>You pass a hand trough your bangs.
“I know, next week I’ll go to the barbershop.”
>”But why? You have such lovely hair.”
>Shit, you got caught in the moment and answer her.
>To your surprise, Rarity start combing your hair with her hand.
>”But if you really want, it would be a pleasure to do it for you.”
>What did you do to deserve this?
>”Oh my. Are you alright dear? You are freezing.”
>She put her hand on your forehead.
>You jerk backward. That a bit too much contact for you.
“Y-Yeah, low blood pressure you know… I’m alright.”
>”If you say so.”
>Awkward Silence ensue.
<Smooth Anon.>
>Please Satan take me now.
>Since you did not want thing to get even more awkward you opt to shut your mount and start on your assignment.
>You were no Van Gogh, but you are confident in your drawing skills.

>>29575620

>The previous Art class were on painting and sculpting. But now it was your time to shine.
>Who know, maybe you could impress her with your skill.
>Yeah right.
>The rest of the hour went by with the two of you barely speaking.
>In that time you had done a rough sketch of what you hope will be good enough.
>Taking a look at the clock you can see that only 10 minutes remain before you are free to go.
>”Now class, I would like you to finish your project during the weekend if possible, you can leave now and happy Halloween.”
> Sweet early liberty.
>Smiling you stand up and put your hoodie back on.
>”I’m still not done with mine. So I assume we will see more of each other. See you tonight at the party Darling.”
>With those parting word, she heads outside the class with a little sway in her hips.
>Your eyes were glue on her until she left.
<You should probably think about getting back home, you have preparation to make for tonight. Like finding a costume.>
“What? Yeah sure…”
>Damn, you forgot about that.
>What would be appropriate? You never went to a party before, not with people of your age at least.
>You start walking toward your locker, taking your phone and Pinkie invitation out of your pocket.
- Hey, it’s anon. Should I bring anything tonight?
>Once you put your stuff in your locker, you start speed walking toward the exist, hoping to get out before the bell ring and you get swarm by student getting out of class.

>>29575627

>Once outside, you head home.
>20 minutes later, you stand outside Mr. Stone house.
>An old Victorian house, two story high with a decent yard. A big Weeping willow in the front yard.
>There are a lot of rumors about it being haunted. Kid avoid it like the plague.
>If you knew better, you would think that it has something to do with the cemetery next door.
>You step inside, locking the door behind you.
>You’ve been living with Mr. Stone for the past twelve year, but you still feel like an outsider.
>He try to make you feel at home, but you always feel out of place.
<So, what’s the plan? What are you going to wear? And don’t say that you’re going as a ghost or I’m going to hit you>
>You chuckle; you knew for a fact that since the two of you bounded together she was in no position to hurt you, neither were you.
“No, I got a good idea of what I’m going to do.”
>You take the stair toward the second floor and enter your room.
>Nothing to write home about.
>no poster or decoration, a double size bed and a desk with your computer on it.
>Heading toward the closet, you take out your only suit and an old top hat. Black and white, no tie.
“Do you know if we have any make-up?”
<Probably somewhere in Tomb office.>
“Right…”
>Entering Mr. Stone office was always a pain, he never cleans it and leave all kind of stuff laying around.
>After searching for almost an hour in that dump, you manage to find a little stainless steel box with what you need inside.

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>>29575638

>Once you get back in your room you see your cellphone screen blinking.
>Opening it you see that Pinkie had replied to you.
>-Hiya anon :D I’m super happy to hear that you’re coming ( ` ω ´ ) You just need to get here when you’re ready! You don’t need to bring anything, auntie Pinkie got you cover ;)
>While reading you receive another message from her.
>-the party is almost ready, come as soon as you can or else I’m going to eat all the candy :P
>She had sent you a picture with that text of her wearing a chef outfit with a mustache that she was twirling in her finger.
>-See you soon!!!!! ( ＾∇＾)

>You put down your phone and head toward the bathroom, make-up kit in hand.
>A quick shower later and you stand in front of the mirror, slowly and meticulously applying white makeup on your face, neck and hand.
>In the mirror behind you could see her.
>She look at you smiling.
>The Gray Mother.
>She was wearing what little remain of what you assume is a ball dress. She has no skin on her body except above her nose; around her eyes and forehead.
>Her long hairs are moving around blown by an invisible gust of wind.
>You had been bound together since your father died; twelve years ago.
<Anon, apply yourself. You don’t want to look bad in front of your lady friends.>
“Why the sudden interest in my love life anyway?”
<Can’t a mother want for her child to find the perfect match? You and that Rarity girl look so good together.>
>you close your eyes and take two long breaths.
>You hate when she did that, the whole mother thing.
>You never knew your mother and since she’s been with you, she had try to “fill that hole”.
“*Sigh* yeah, yeah. Let me concentrate.”
>Using black and blue you add the final touch on your make-up.
“How do I look?”
<Perfect, the ladies are going to fall at your feet.>
“I pretty sure they won’t, but thanks.”

>>29575645

>Now that you face is ready, you put on your suit and top-hat.
>While walking in front of Mr. Stone office you stop to grab a cane.
>You make a detour toward the mini bar and grab a little iron flask, fill it up with rum.
>Now you are ready.
>You enter the garage, opening the light to admire the old man car.
>A black 1969 Roadrunner.
>He told you that when he is gone that you can use it, but you had to be extremely careful.
>If you put a single scratch on it he will have your skin.
>He was a man of his word.
>Taking the key from the wall you get inside the car and open the garage door.
“Can I be honest with you? I’m getting excited, maybe it won’t be so bad.”
<that’s the spirit. And maybe you’ll end up scoring tonight. If you ask nicely I might even give you some privacy.>
>Taking out the invite, you start driving toward Pinkie’s place.
>For once you won’t have to spent the whole night studying or wasting time on the internet.

>>29575651

That's all for now folk.

>>29575662
Good work mate, you are going on the list.

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>>29574493
Nayaa I... I'm kind of speechless... holy crap.

Shitposting or not, never in my life did I ever think something like this would happen.

The fact someone went through all the effort to do this makes me feel both proud and slightly disturbed.

>>29576182
Its Nayaa, he isn't right in the head.

>>29576182
Thanks m8

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>>29576182
Something to add
It was a combo of the fetish settled just right, and some a[u/r]tistic outburst from my part
Also, there was a lot more
Some of them like pic related or two that included Twilight but sadly i can't find them anywhere

>>29576594
and good riddance

>>29575113
Is there a more lewd version of this?

>>29575645
Gray mother a qtπ.
Thanks for the update negro.

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>>29576617
No reason to be such a grumpy pants, anon
Is not like Sombra is real or anything
You're waifu is safe

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Equestria girls looks pretty bare

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>>29576182
This arouses me to optimum levels.

>>29575605
Speaking of a man with a big vocabulary
>Your Math class was uneventful except for that one rainbow hair girl who kept on giving you dirty look.
looks*
>But to your surprise, you someon walking toward you.
you see someone*
>“Pleasure all yours-MINE! I mean pleasure all mine.”
This is supposed to be, "The pleasure is all mine...unless that was intentional mess on flustered Anon's part.
>God you are so embarrass right now.
>You can even hear some other student snickering around.
Embarrassed* and students* respectively in these sentences need to be plural. And a you* to finish off the second sentence.
>>29575620
>”I know you need to look at me for our sketch, but please don’t stare so much, I’m going to get embarrass.”
embarrassed*
>Shit, you got caught in the moment and answer her.
answered*, and the phrase is, caught up* in the moment. Close though.
>To your surprise, Rarity start combing your hair with her hand.
Starts* or started*
making dinner, will continue later.

Is there space for more writefags?
If so, is there a specific type of story you'd like to see? Ie: everyone else is doing love/drama, and you want horror/comedy, etc.

>>29577806
Go ahead but please don't start then disappear soon after. I wouldn't mind seeing what you come up with

>>29535186
>You currently cradle a Sunset in your grasp, passed out from what appears to be a high dosage of sedatives.
>You've been eyeing around for anyone suspicious out of the crowd, but no one shows their face.
>Oh... looks like you spoke a bit too soon.
>Bunch a tough guys this lot.
>A group of people, suited and tied, armed with crowbars, canes, daggers, and tommys litter the dance floor with their strung up pimp-toed heels.
>The bartender cleans his glasses as they come back from quickly leaving customers and the waitresses flee to the employees lounge.
>The music has gone down to the hum of the record and everyone stays silent.
>You pick up your glass and lift it to your face.
>You're oh so very kindly greeted by a knife flying past your face.
>"Careful now Nonymous. Don't wanna lose anything you'd regret now..."
>The runt of the lot steps out of the group and lights a cigar, puffing out smoke in rings.
>You take another long, relaxed sip from your glass and set it back on the table, smiling nonchalantly.
"Ah! I member you lot. A score to settle right?"
>"Don't play stupid boy! We know it was you specifically that murdered our boys. Now you're gonna pay the price."
>He takes another elongated breathe from his cig before more rings come to greet you kindly.
>"You see the target boys! Light-em up!"
>Oh milligrams... you really shouldn't have.


>You hear the bell rings and pack up your things before heading out of class.
>Man, the professor was extra thought-provoking today, you really should go back home and make more adjustments to your project.
>As you walk down the hall to follow the rest of your fellow classmates, you spot principle Celestia and Luna waving there goodbyes on yet another successful day of school.
"Principal Celestia?! Principal Celestia!"
>You run up to her, catching her attention as well as her Sister's.
>"Twilight Sparkle! What a pleasant surprise."
>You hug Celestia graciously and she, though hesitant, accepts the gesture.

>>29577857
"I can't thank you enough Ma'am. The days I've spent here with my friends have been some of the best days of my life!"
>Celestia looks to her Sister and they both smile joyfully.
>"We're glad you're having a good time here at Canterlot High Twilight, but we must be going early. And I'm sure your friends are waiting outside as well, so you best not keep them waiting."
>You nod assertively and head out through the front doors.
"Goodbye!"
>They wave you off and you rush to your friends, who form the classic circle of friends you know and love with Sunset in the-!
>... Where's Sunset!?
>You run up to them, causing your breathing to malfunction.
"Hey! Girls... where's... Sunset?"
>The girls shake there heads.
>"Didn't see her in English. Must of took off somewhere."
"Do you know where she might have gone Applejack?"
>She shrugs defeated.
>"Must of found some other thing to do besides writin' essays and readin' books."
>Looking at the others, they seem to have the same reaction of disappointment as you.
>That is until you hear a whistle come from the north-east of you.
>Rainbow jumps off from the statue and lands perfectly, coming up from her squat right next to the two of you.
>"I bet she's off doing her new training routine back at the gym."
>Rainbow's smug smile rubs Applejack the wrong way, but you're better than that.
"What new training routine?"
>Rainbow shoots her right arm into the air and shouts out.
>"The most ultimate! Powerful! And most certainly awesome! Rainbow Routine! By yours truly."
>Woah!? A n-new training routine!? Did you hear that right?
>Maybe you should get your pen and paper out, an athlete like Rainbow who leads over basically every sports team is sure to have some crazy and effective way to put the body into maximum efficiency.
>You set your back down and reach into your bag, letting the two chatter it out.
>"Now why in the world would Sunset want some mumbo-jumbo trainin' like that?"

>>29577875
>"Ah!? For your information, it isn't mumbo-jumbo! It's the exact routine that I do everyday to get myself prepped for the big leagues, though a bit downgraded to fit her regiment."
>"OK, I can see that, but why would she wanna do that?"
>"I don't know, said she wanted to become stronger and stuff. The big details aren't that important. All that matters is that she's on MY regiment, and not anyone else's."
>Oh jeez, you can feel the heat from here.
>Ah! There it is!
>You shoot up with utensils in hand, ready to work.
"So uh... Rainbow... what sort of schedule do you follow? Do you change it according to sports? What do you eat to keep you ready?"
>Rainbow shakes you away from the paper with her free hand.
>"Woah woah woah, that's confidential information, but... if you're willing to join in, then perhaps I can make an exception."
>"Fooyi."
>Rainbow shoots daggers, but Applejack parries with excellence.
>Wait... you can hear something.
>"What was that!?"
>"Nothing."
>"Oh really? Why don't you say it to my face then huh?"
"Girls girls wait! Can you hear that?"
>The bickering is cut short as everyone stands still, silent.
>Fluttershy perks up from the middle of the group.
>"Oh! I know! Is it those lovely birds over there?"
"No, but good guess. It sorta sounds like... sirens?"
>And soon, that is all you hear.
>All in a moment's notice, three fire trucks come racing across the horizon, followed by an array of police cars, you can't really count the total.
>A single police car comes loud and bright in your ears until it turns off the sirens and stops, the door clicking open to reveal...
>BBBBFF!?
>"Twily!"
"Shining!"
>You sprint straight towards him and give him a warming hug.
>He returns it gingerly and grabs you by the shoulders.
>"Listen Twily, whatever you do, do NOT go home. Something bad has happened and I need you and your friends here safe and sound."
"What do you mean Shining? What happened?"

>>29577806
Pretty much this>>29577831
and following the prompt. After that go nuts, we have a Witcher story that had scary moments, among other stories. Go nuts.

>>29577899
>He looks a bit nervous, which is never a good sign for his line of work.
>But like his name demands, you hear the school doors slam open, followed by Celestia and Luna who look just as nervous.
>"Shining! We got the call. We'll watch over the girls and alert their parents immediately."
>Shining nods affirmative.
>"Thank you Celestia. Twily, I'll be going now. Make sure to take care of yourself alright?"
>To be honest, you aren't sure what to do.
>You really don't want to let Shiny go, but... it's his job to do this sort of stuff.
>You'll just let Celestia fill you in.
>You're sure she'll know what's going on.
"Alright Shining. Be careful, BBBBFF."
>You give him a second hug and he gladly accepts.
>"You too BLSBFF."
>Before Shining leaves in his car, you spot ambulances going full-speed down the road, sirens blaring through the daylight.
>"..I gotta go! Catch ya later Twi!"
>Shining slams the door and curves out of the driveway, joining the ambulance's high pursuit.
>Oh no... you wonder how bad it might be.
>You hope Sunset's OK.


>You lean against the brick wall, exhausted.
>You wouldn't allow yourself to lose rhythm of breathing, but hell.
>You are Anon once more, and you just got out of a hell of a rut.
>In your arms, in the classic damsel in distress position, is an unconscious Sunset, sleeping quite soundly with no injuries visible.
>You slight down to the pavement, regretfully touching the possible sewage from under, and collapse.
>"Fucking 'ell. Liter's gonna... have my ass for this... nngh..."
>Pushing Sunset's head up, you duck under and heave guts and blood.
>Oh yeah... that's pleasant.
>Why'd you have to use your trick card there of all places?
>Oh right, the dame.
>Looking at her from this view is quite the sight.
>Soft lips, soft sleeper, decent knockers, and a round soft weight on your lap bigger than your britches.
>Damn these hips will drive you mad, best you find her a house to relax in.
>Don't want her to wake up to a bloody surprise.

>>29577906
>Wait a second... oh jeez is she coming to?
>Her limps move around a bit in your grasp of her soft thighs and shoulders, murmuring to herself something soft and elegant, before wrapping her arms around your neck and cradling herself against you.
>Oh yeah, that's fine...
"As soon as I find a place to leave you toots, your ass is hitting the floor."
>Your half-assed insult is only met with a yawn and more squirming as she becomes more 'comfortable'.
>You gotta admit, you're thankful that those idiots drugged the wrong drink.
>The Weights sure do have it out for your boys.
>They most definitely have the brawn to do the job, as well as the numbers to get jobs done, but it's too bad they're brains are lacking something fierce.
>You swear a dead animal would be more intelligent than those lugs of flesh.
>Serves them right for playing predator and prey in a battle of wits.
>Just... really would of preferred if you didn't have to burn down your favorite restaurant.
>You have no idea how long it'll take to repair, but something tells you that these next few weeks won't be pleasant.
>DAMNIT, EVERY TIME YOU GET INVOLVED WITH WOMEN IT NEVER FUCKING WORKS OUT!
>You... you release your grip on her.
>Looking down at her, you've clearly fucked up.
>Near tearing jeans indicate a bruised thigh and cut skin on the inside of her shoulders looking at the new small bloodstain on her shirt.
>She's cringing something fierce, shit you shouldn't have done that.
>Always fucking up, always cutting corners.
>You'll never learn will you?
>Deciding for the better, you your legs and lay her in the middle, massaging her bruised thigh and applying pressure to her cut shoulders.
>The only way this could get worse is if anyone got the wrong idea.
>Feeling up the unconscious is not very gentlemanly, but it's for her own well-being.
>Too many broads not thinking in between the lines, can't blam'em really, just wish every once in awhile they wouldn't shout and kick and scream like toddlers.

>>29577920
>As you push her new injuries into her body, you can hear slight rustling deeper down the path.
>Must be him you guess, and by the sounds of it, he might actually leave that disgusting thing for once.
>The rustling turns into loud clanking metal, and then into silence, before the sound of sheet metal hitting the concrete interrupts.
>And out from the darkness, standing a single meter tall, comes Pint Shot.
>Ugh... this joyful idiot better have something good to say.
>He runs up to you with his miniature noir suit and fedora with a banana peel running loose from it before piping up.
>"Oh man! Ya really done it big time!"
"Spare me the details idiot. Just tell me a good place to crash while I deal with... this."
>You exaggerate the unconscious gal in your arms with raised shoulders.
>"Ooph! Now that's a keeper!"
"Shut it!"
>He jumps back and waves his skinny little arms out, contradicting his wide figure of a midget.
>"Alright alright! I think an apartment or two is er... 'unoccupied'. Just gotta get there carrying your misses."
>You extend your arm, pushing Sunset up to you, and pinch your temples.
"I'll say this a million times and I'll shoot you for the same amount. She ain't my gal! No matter how many fall into my lap, I'm not that desperate!"
>He snickers under his breathe, you can practically taste it.
>"Whatever you say pally. If fifty percent of the time I find ya wrapped in tang, a buddy can't help but wonder you know? Anyways, might wanna hitch a ride with me, I can get ya there lickity-split. Just need a drink is all."
>You begrudgingly nod to accept his proposal.
>There has to be some stores around here with a clear source of water.
>You hoist her up and get on your feet as your no-good comrade jiffies on over to the alleyway entrance.
>"Hmmm... coast clear!"
"Don't tell it out you idiot!"
>You walk to the entrance and follow Pint, keeping your wits about you.

>>29577935
>But every so often, she'll try and bite down on your ear or neck.
>She best not be dreaming of food, or else you're feeding her scraps.
>You follow Pint a sizable distance down the road, finding it as a miracle that no random stranger comes out from the woodworks.
>Pint stops in front of what looks like one of them business buildings and stares at the entrance.
"Hey, the fuck you waiting for?"
>He shakes his head and points somewhere above the...
>Holy fuck, is that a water silo?
"Pint. You don't need that much water. It's literally in your name."
>"Ah, but you don't know the extent of it ol'buddy ol'pal! Cmon, Imma show you something everybody in the gang outta know!"
>He grabs a corner in the concrete wall and actually begins to scale the wall.
>What in the...
>Oh right, so the midget takes advantage of physic ay?
>Spectacular, you could watch him climb all day if it weren't for the fact that you're carrying dead weight.
>You slouch on the wall and watch for any wanderers, but find nothing.
>No cars, no people, nothing.
>Maybe the coppers were sent out.
>Wouldn't be surprising, gunfire followed by a burning outhouse will do that to a neighborhood.
>Looking back up, he's almost made it to the top, just a few more window sills to go.
>And you can hear something coming from the distance.
>Horns? No, coppers.
>And sounds like more than coppers, must of brought fire department with them.
>Hopefully they don't go this direction, that would really complicate things.
>You get off of the wall and readjust your grip on her body, preparing for any emergency maneuvers.
>But instead of the coppers you expected, it's instead... water droplets?
>Oh... Oh fucking 'ell!
"Pint! You crazy maniac!"

>>29575645
You don't put sighing in parentheses with another sentence, you put it before in a smaller sentence to preference what the person says next, or end it with it as an action. A few cases could be argued about using it in parenthesis in the middle, but its very specific.

>>29575651
Whenever you mention a belonging of Mr. Stone, you need to add an apostrophe s after the name. Like this
>Mr. Stone's...blank.

>>29577948
If your done posting its good etiquette to expressly say you finished, instead of just leaving it off in the middle of an update.

>>29578401
That's new. I'll make it a habit I suppose.

>>29576018
>>29576927
>>29577779
>>29578370
>>29578382

Thank you all for the feedback.
I'm currently writing the next part and I don't know when I'll post it.
But I'm going to be more careful from now on.

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So, I spent three hours listening to the Bloodborne soundtrack last night and wrote while inspired. This is the results.
Lets get bloody.

>The night stretches on as you walk through the desolate town.
>The streets were damp with blood, filling the etches of stone in intricate patterns.
>There is very little sound, save for your own breathing and the creaking of your leather overcoat.
>It was quiet.
>Earlier in the day, these streets had been filled with ravenous townsfolk.
>Their endless hunt was what gave the road beneath you it’s crimson dye.
>Now, everything was silent.
>Earlier in the week, the crazed shouts of those madmen had nearly driven you to your breaking point mentally.
>But that was then.
>Now, without their fervor, their familiar cadence calling for your life you were more on edge than ever.
>Your grip tightened on your weapons for comfort as you keep your eyes sharp on your surroundings.
>The lanterns decorating the front of now desolate homes gave your serrated cleaver a wicked glint as you walked.
>It had been the first weapon you had obtained upon entering this accursed city.
>It still felt as heavy as it did back then, but you had grown accustomed to the weight.
>The same was true of the long blunderbuss in your left hand.
>The multitude of creatures that stalked you seemed resistant to the damage you might expect from such a gun.
>It was still a useful tool, however, as the force of the blast still stunned them.
>More than once had the silver bullets from your left saved your life.
>Learning the timing was one hell of a learning curve.
>And the failures you had suffered had been painful, to say the least.
>But in the end, it had been effective.
>It was one of the skills that made you the hunter you were.
>And hopefully, one of the skills that would save you from the mess you were in.
>The eerie silence continued as you mused to yourself.
>You turn on your heel, walking back down the street for the tenth time now.

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>>29579886
>Your eyes narrow in irritation.
>What was taking your partner so long?
>He had said he had one little thing to see to in Yharnam and then you could continue towards the college.
>He had insisted on going alone and that he would meet you again here
>That meeting in The Dream wouldn’t work
>You owed your partner a lot.
>He wasn’t much newer to this whole hunter business than you, but in spite of a rocky beginning you doubt you would have made it this far without him.
>You’d probably still be crying in The Dream, waiting for this nightmare to end.
>That didn’t change the fact that he could be annoyingly tight lipped and cryptic at times-
>A soft noise against the pavement grinds your thoughts to a halt as you turn towards it’s source.
>Doing it’s best to blend into the night and keep it’s form low and quiet, a beast had begun to stalk you.
>It gave a low growl as your eyes met it’s own, though it continued to crawl slowly at you.
>Your heartbeat began to quicken.
>These beasts, scourge beasts he had called them, held a special place in your heart.
>Once of fear, now of intense hatred.
>You walk calmly at it, keeping an eye on the distance between you as you closed it.
>Before, you had been too scared to even remotely deal with these bastards.
>It’s gruesome appearance.
>The white fangs decorating it’s fearsome maw.
>It’s dead, hollow eyes that even now shined in the moonlight.
>But now, you noticed certain other little things.
>The muscles in it’s back legs tensing as it prepares to leap.
>The blind spot to it’s side that opened up as it snapped that horrible jaw forward.
>The sound it made as your cleaver dragged long and viscerally along it’s side, adding to the blood in the streets.
>The subtle fear in it’s eyes as it recognizes you as the predator you were.
>There was still a bit of fear on your side as well.
>But moreso, there was elation from the successful strike.

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>>29579890
>You continue to step around the creature in its vain attempts to devour you.
>Even with it’s frightening visage, this monster had been driven mad by the evil that consumed this city.
>It’s animal instinct only seem to take it so far
>It’s attacks were honestly pretty pathetic
>Though maybe that was partially due to your own transformation?
>You weren’t infected with the scourge like it was
>But you were hardly the same scared little girl you once were.
>You get a cut in here and there, taking your time with the fight.
>It was serving as a decent distraction while you waited, and no other nasty seemed to be nearby.
>After a while, you decide to stop toying with your prey.
>You distance yourself from the beast before standing completely still.
>The beast does not let up on it’s attacks, jumping for you once more.
>Calmly, you lift your blunderbuss to bear and squeeze the trigger.
>The wall of pellets dazes the creature, causing it to halt.
>You waste no time in stepping forward while it’s distracted before reeling back your fist and driving it into the monster’s flesh.
>Warmth surrounds your arms as you grab and twist before ripping your hand back and knocking the creature away.
>The sudden eviscerating attack showers your coat in a spray of blood as the beast’s form crumples to the ground.
>Holstering your gun to your back, you give a few pats to your jacket with your left hand to shake most of it free
>You barely even regard it’s corpse as you continue your walk with a sigh
>Honestly, what was keeping him?
>Did he get caught off guard and killed?
>You smile at the thought of him cursing back in The Dream as he traveled back to one of the lanterns
>You stop walking for a moment as you look up at the moon
>It was comforting
>In spite of how alien this place was, at least that one detail was the same as it was in Canterlot.
>Your mind, with nothing else to focus on, thinks back on the moment that your involvement in this nightmare began...

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>>29579897
“Hey girls, you ever wonder why Anon is always alone?”
>You are Sunset Shimmer.
>And your eyes never left the lonely boy sitting at the end of his lunch table as you talked.
>”You mean you haven’t heard?”
>Rarity was the first to speak up.
“No, did something happen?”
>”Yeah, something happened! He turned into a huge jerk out of nowhere!”
>Rainbow suddenly huffed, surprising you.
“What do you mean?”
>”Well darling, Anon used to have friends. But for some reason, a few weeks ago he began to drive them all away.”
>”More like for no reason! Seriously, I already tried to ask him what the deal was but he just brushed me off! ME!”
>Dash spoke with the righteous indignation one would normally save for sworn enemies.
>You nervously look around the table.
“You sound awfully upset...Did you, um, have a history with him?”
>She blinks.
>”Oh, what? No! I just talked to him that once. BUT. I’m friends with Derpy, who used to be one of his friends.”
>Rainbow scowls as the cracks open her milk carton.
>”Poor girl was in tears after Anon snapped at her one day. She was the one that stuck around the longest.”
>Ok, wow.
>This seemed a lot more complicated than at first glance.
>Still, you frowned.
>”Anyways, why point it out Sunny?”
“It’s just...Why would someone just do that to their friends? It’s not normal.”
>”Heck if I know. Maybe he’s going through some stuff and needs some space. Doesn’t excuse the things he sa-”
>Rainbow cuts herself off as she notices Anon walking by after he emptied his tray.
>Up close, you could tell immediately that something was wrong with him.
>He looked like he hadn’t slept in days.
>He had deep, dark bags under his eyes which were heavily strained.
>His movements were sluggish, and your suspicious were punctuated with a long and slow yawn as he exited the cafeteria.
“He looks worn out.”
>”Seriously, why do you care so much?”
>Rainbow asked, confusion clear on her face.

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>>29579905
>You frown.
“Well, if we can do something to help shouldn’t we? I feel sorry for him.”
>That, and you felt like you hadn’t given back enough to this school to make up for your “reign of terror”.
>You didn’t say it out loud, since you knew the girls would insist you had done enough.
>”It’s a nice thought, darling, but I think I have to agree with Rainbow for once. Besides, it’s rude for a stranger to poke so deeply into personal business.”
>Rarity made more sense than Rainbow.
>Maybe trying to help Anon was overreaching a bit.
>After all, you had barely even noticed him before.
>...Oh Celestia, what if he was one of the kids you had bullied?!
>Their faces had started to blend together over the years.
“You’re right, Rarity...But I’d still like to at least try. After all, what harm could there be in just asking?”
>Rainbow scoffs.
>”Don’t say we didn’t warn you. He was pretty nasty before, and he only looks like he’s gotten worse since then. Who knows what he could do know?”
“Oh, you’re just being dramatic! We’ll talk to him after school, what’s the worst that could happen?”
--------
>”Seriously, fuck off. I’m not going to say it again.”
>You cringe at his vulgarity as Anon trudges past you, Rarity and Rainbow through the school grounds.
>The soft grass was trampled underneath you as the three of you followed him closely.
>Your initial greeting hadn’t gone well.
>Due in small part to Rainbow bashing heads with him almost immediately.
“Anon, I just want to talk!”
>”Right, like how Rainbow Cunt over there wanted to talk last week? More of this shit is the last thing I need right now.”
>”What did you just call me?! You little-”
“Rarity, can you handle Rainbow please? She’s not helping.”
>Rarity just nods before taking a scarf from her purse and wrapping it around Rainbow’s mouth.
>A bit too quickly and deftly for your liking.
>Those movements were definitely practiced.
>Scary.

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>>29579908
>”You think shutting her up changes anything? How many times do I gotta say it before you understand?”
>Anon suddenly swung around and leaned down to meet you face to face.
>”I. Do. Not. Want. To. Talk. To. You. Fuck. Off.”
>You could feel your eyes tearing up as Anon began to storm off.
>This couldn’t end like this!
>You could see it in his eyes, he was so full of pain!
“Wait, Anon!”
>You run to him and reach out to grab his shoulder.
>When your hand makes contact with him, you feel his entire body tense up.
>What happens next is a bit of a blur.
>You just barely saw his own hand reaching up to yours before you were flipping through the air.
>Along the way, your hand had grasped Anon’s backpack, causing some of it’s contents to go spilling with you.
>You hit the ground with a loud THUD.
>Rarity gasped.
>”Sunset! Anonymous, how could you?!”
>You were in a bit of shock from the sudden turn of events, but you still managed to look up at Anon.
>His eyes had widened, and his hands were shaking.
>”Oh, shit...I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-...She, she surprised me!”
>”Mmphm, mphmpmh, MMPHH!”
>Rainbow made angry noises through the scarf.
>Anon didn’t notice, however, before he began to sprint away.
>Rainbow started to chase after him, but ended up tripping on one of the papers his backpack had let out.
>She ate the dirt much harder than you did.
>Now that the shock was wearing off, you didn’t feel that bad.
>The points of impact hurt, but at least it happened on grass.
>What hurt more was the gravity of what just happened hitting you.
>Anon just threw you.
>To the ground.
>”I simply cannot believe it! What could have possessed him to do such a thing?!”
“I’m...I’m starting to think you two were right. Anon’s...A lost cause.”
>Even as you said it, your heart started to ache.
>He had seemed sorry as he left, but his walls were much larger and stronger than you originally thought.

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>>29579911
>”Bleh! I told you, Sunny! Anon’s gone completely mental!”
>Rainbow fights past the scarf now that she was untended by Rarity.
>You frown.
“No, I....I won’t give up!”
>”Sunny, are you kidding me? Anon just sent you flying just for touching him!”
“I don’t think he meant to, Rainbow. He seemed just as surprised as we were.”
>Rainbow just shook her head before standing up.
>”You’re crazy, Sunset. Just leave it be, at least for a bit. I doubt he wants to see any of us after that little show.”
>She reached her hand down to help you up, which you accept.
>The rustling of paper catches your attention.
>A few stray sheets were floating gently around, skimming the ground as the soft breeze pushed them.
>You lean down to grab the nearest one, which judging by the footprint on it was the one Dash tripped on.
>You had expected to see maybe a loose homework page, but instead there were these weird symbols on it.
>They were meticulously drawn in pencil without a single eraser mark staining the page.
>Something about them gave you a strange feeling as you looked at them
>”Darling? What are you looking at?”
>You crumple the sheet of paper
“Looks like just some loose paper with some doodles on it. Looks like he didn’t lose anything important.”
>”Jeez, you’re still looking out for him? You’re hopeless.”
>Rainbow kicked at a nearby floating page before yelling
>”AH, I’m pissed now! Let’s go do something to take my mind off that asshole!”
>”Agreed. Sugarcube Corner?”
“Sugarcube Corner.”
>You’d try again tomorrow.
>The rest of the day passes by with the girls as it normally would, though Anon’s actions weighed quietly on you.
>You doubted even Rainbow had expected that little turn of events.
>Just what was going on with him?
>The thought follows you home as you start to get ready for bed.
>For now, you’d do your best to be his friend.
>Your eyes began to grow heavy as you rested your head against your pillow.

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>>29579921
>You have a bit of trouble falling asleep, even with your fatigue.
>Your mind wanders a bit before those markings on Anon’s paper began to fill your mind.
>They were so strange, you had never seen anything like them.
>Though they almost reminded you of some of the old runes back from Equestria.
>Maybe you should ask him about them tomorrow.
>With a final yawn, you let yourself finally fall into your dreams...
>...Only the true feeling of sleep never comes.
>You roll in the sheets of your bed before you notice something strange.
>Your bed is usually a lot softer than this.
>Same with your pillow, too.
>When you open your eyes to investigate, you have to stop yourself from screaming in shock.
>You weren’t in your room anymore.
>Instead, you were in some sort of...doctor’s office?
>The room was only lit by a single lantern on the table.
>There was a thick, metallic smell in the air that churned your stomach.
>You reach out to the side of the small cot you now slept in, which lets you notice your new attire.
>It looked straight out of one of those “period piece” movies Rarity showed you a couple of times.
>A white button down shirt, framed in an earthy brown dress vest.
>The black pants were a bit less formal and more sturdy feeling.
>Well, that was a bit more comforting.
>You must be dreaming, there was no way you’d ever wear clothes this drab.
>You weren’t as obsessed as certain other girls, but you still had standards.
>Moving to stand, you take a few cautionary steps around the room.
>Is this what lucid dreaming feels like?
>Everything’s so real, but you heard that the dreamer still held some sort of control.
>This felt more like your dream was taking you for a ride.
>Even when you focused really hard, you couldn’t imagine yourself back in your normal clothes.
>Other than the strange atmosphere and some doctor tools lying around the room, nothing else catches your interest.

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>>29579929
>In the dim light, you barely make out the frame of a door on the other side of the room.
>You walk over and turn the handle.
>Unlocked, nice.
>You push it open, leading into a long hallway.
>At the end of it was an open doorway.
>You could see more light in that direction.
>Must be where your dream wanted you to go.
>This room was much larger than the last one, with about a dozen medical stretchers lining the room.
>Were you in some sort of hospital?
>The cots were filthy, and some of them still had splotches of blood on it.
>That couldn’t be hygienic.
>In the silence of the room, your ears begin to pick up some strange noises.
>It sounded..goey?
>A snap and some chewing sounds were mixed in.
>Was someone eating something?
>You walk a bit deeper into the room, but come to a complete halt as you move past the first set of stretchers.
>There was something else in the room.
>Some sort of...dog looking thing was crouched over something on the other side of the room.
>No, that was too big to be a dog.
>It’s limbs were long, and the way it’s body was shaped it looked vaguely human.
>But that was crazy-
>That...what it was crouched over...
>Once you got a better look, you saw what looked like a human hand.
>The sight before you combined with those disgusting sounds from earlier.
>You gasped as you realized
>It...was eating a person?
>Even though this was just a dream, you still felt like you were going to throw up.
>That stench that had followed you from the office was stronger here.
>The blood was starting to stain your every sense.
>Okay, that’s enough.
>You can wake up now, Sunset.
>Everything’s going to be okay, just gotta get up and get ready for school!
>Your breathing gets quicker as nothing happens.
>Then, slowly, the dog-thing’s head begins to rise.
>It’s ears perked up before it reared it’s ugly head at you.

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>>29579935
>The thing was hideous.
>It’s fur was matted and filthy with dark crimson splotches decorating it’s hide.
>It’s hollow eyes watched you carefully, eyeing every little detail of your person.
>But what you were fixated by was it’s teeth.
>Still dripping with the ruby red dew of it’s previous meal, it did nothing to hide their obvious sharpness.
>Suddenly, it bounds across the room towards you.
>You scream at the top of your lungs, trying to put the stretchers between you and the ravenous thing.
>It crashes straight into them, distracting it as you run for dear life past it.
>This wasn’t a dream.
>It was a nightmare.
>The sick feeling in your gut subsides as you sprint.
>Even running past the desecrated remains of what was most assuredly once human doesn’t drag it back up.
>Your entire being was focused on getting away from whatever THAT was.
>The next room is smaller, but you barely notice anything about it.
>Instead, you notice the soft light emanating from a door atop a flight of steps.
>Natural light.
>The sun!
>Surely, someone would come to your aid out there!
>You quickly step up the stairs, encouraged by the heavy sounds of claws on wood catching up to you.
>You reach the top and twist the handle of the double doors.
>It was unlocked.
>Your spirits soars with hope before your right ankle erupts in pain.
>Pain you knew was to vivid to experience in a dream.
>You shriek as the monster sinks it’s teeth in before pulling, causing you to fall.
>No,nononono! NO!!
>You grab onto the door as it pulls, but the creature is too strong.
>You claw widely at the steps as it drags you back down the stairs.
>Your nails tear at the wood before it drags you back into the room and lets go of your leg.
>You push yourself up only for the sight of the creature’s open maw as it rushed for your throat.
>It’s jaw closes and you go into shock.
>You barely feel anything but the warmth of your blood staining your shirt as your vision began to fade.

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>>29579939
>At first, darkness.
>Were you really dead?
>That all felt so real, but it couldn’t be possible.
>Was...was this hell?
>Then, your eyes open again.
>This time, the scene is vastly different.
>You awake on the ground, surrounded in a bed of delicate looking flowers and grass.
>Your hands immediately rush to your throat, but find nothing out of place.
>Not even a mark where it’s teeth tore your skin to free the lifeblood of your body.
>You rolled your right ankle to confirm it was still fine too.
>What hadn’t changed was your attire, though it wasn’t stained anymore.
>Flashes of the last moments of your life flooded your mind.
>You reach your hands up to your hair and grab two full fistfulls as you begin to uncontrollably hyperventilate.
>What had just happened?
>Where were you now?
>Was this a dream?
>No...That felt too real.
>Tears began to fall down your face.
>Why?
>How did any of this happen?
>Was this punishment?
>You had done some pretty awful things, but nothing to deserve something like that!
>Why?
>WHY COULDN’T YOU JUST WAKE UP?!
>In between sobs, you stand and yell up to the sky
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”
>The grey, misty skies surrounding you don’t give you an answer as you collapse back onto the ground.

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>>29579944
That's all I have for now.

Last night, my roommate started up a new game of Bloodborne. Watching him go through the first steps of the game and particularly hearing Gascoigne's boss theme got me in the mode to start this.

We'll be going back to our regularly "scheduled" FateAnon after this, but this was a fun little change of pace for me.

>>29578848
Very good sir, though I feel the need to point out 4 of those was just one person.

>>29579965
Holy shit, that is the largest dump we've had in a while here. Also that Derpy a cute goof.

>>29577857
Did...did Sunset just get got by Capone wannabies?

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>>29579944
>Another story where Sunset suffers

Guys, anyone seen the map of Equestria girls? Sunset ;lives above a shop or something but does this fuck up anyone's stories? Plus how can Sunset even get a house when she doesn't have documents? Does this fuck things up in your stories writefags?

>>29581272
What the hell are you on about? We don't really care about....whatever it is your talking about here.

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>>29581283
This doofee, It's the map of Equestria girls. What I'm saying is does this fuck things up for the writefags stories?

>>29581289
...no, why would it? This isn't figerbang dude.

>>29581289
Its like I'm looking a drunk Sims Cities map.

>>29581305
>This isn't fingerbang

What's that got to do with anything? What I'm saying is does this mess with the story canon for the writefags? Because it looks far too weird and Sunset still doesn't have documents. Not bashing on Sunset, it just doesn't make sense.

>>29581316
No...it doesn't affect any of the stories here in any way. Are you sure you just aren't going autistically crazy from lack of sleep?

>>29581317
maybe I am a bit, I was up in work but this still fucks things up, but it isn't to scale though i guess. Still doesn't explain how Sunset has a house with no id or documents. She is literally some creepy clone from somewhere that no one has looked into.

>>29581324
Magic, now shut up and go to bed.

>>29581324
Magic cant explain lack of documents. Either she killed her other self and stole herown identity or applied for documents as a twin or something. Or she lives illegally.

Sorry i'll goo bed now

>>29577906
>Shining slams the door and curves out of the driveway, joining the ambulance's high pursuit.
hot* pursuit.
>You slight down to the pavement, regretfully touching the possible sewage from under, and collapse.
slight? What did the wall do to him? Did you mean slide?

>>29577920
>Deciding for the better, you your legs and lay her in the middle,
you your? you move your*

>>29577935
>"Hmmm... coast clear!"
coasts*
>"Don't tell it out you idiot!"
don't yell*

Ah scianon, if only your story didn't fall apart like a house if cards at the crystal mines.

>>29577948
>You follow Pint a sizable distance down the road, finding it as a miracle that no random stranger comes out from the woodworks.
thinking it is a miracle*, what you used just sounds awkward.
>Oh right, so the midget takes advantage of physic ay?
wat?

>>29581376
It's okay, we have better stories here now

>>29581389
Is there a synopsis for any of the new active stories. Don't feel like opening every new story to see what the story might be.

>>29581360
>>29581369
Thanks a million Anon, fixes in progress as well as the story itself.

>>29581415
Axii spoiled the thread with excellent grammar in his story. You will be raised to that standard or die trying.

>>29581426
Lovely

>>29581382
>wat?
He's a small guy.

>>29581452
I was more referring to the part here
>of physic ay?
this doesn't mean anything, what are you trying to say here? Also, all those pointers on grammatical mess-ups are just me.

>>29581473
he's referencing the ayy lmaos

>>29581499
Ah, it wasn't clear, that's why I asked.

>>29581535
I hope you're joking anon, I wasn't being serious

>>29581550
I am in literal grammar Nazi mode, jokes go over my head right now.

>>29581554
oh right okay friendly nazi

>>29579886
...Does Anon get access to other weapons, or is he just using old faithfull for this?

>>29579908
....rapey Rarity?

>>29579944
Anon guiding Sunset through Ygarghnam story at night? Dis gon be gud.

>>29581744
Nevermind, is Sunset going to be using only old faithful for this?

>>29581473
Oh! Physique. I'll fix that. If you're referring more towards at, I have no idea what to tell you.
As far as I know, that's a regular occurrence where I live. Acknowledging clever actions. Maybe I just don't know how to spell it. I just went with ay cause it's what it sounded like.

>>29582045
Please use a dictionary next time, jargon makes no sense, and I assume your not black so don't use made up words too.

>>29582418
Eh, I believe it gives character. I'll use it when appropriate, but know that I rarely use it when writing.

>>29582609
Fair enough, it doesn't give character and it just sounds dumb, but if your going to do a joke like that, then please make it clear and not look a misspelling by mistake.

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>>29579965
>It's another Shimmer Suffering green
I'm starting to see a pattern in this thread

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>>29582742
>I'm starting to see a pattern in this thread
Does it look like bacon?

>>29582727
It wasn't a joke, it was acknowledgement. Like "Pretty good ay? We'll see about that." Or "Something interesting ay?"

It's a very common occurrence in cartoons and daily life, so I believe it is acceptable and that it breeds character, like a person from a specific demographic. People will keep traits with them if they've grown up with them. That includes phrases and the like.

>>29582935
I understand growing up with phrases, nothing I said was talking about that, its just a phrase not as widespread as you thought.

>>29582952
You said it doesn't add character. I was trying to make a valid point.

>>29583015
It wasn't relevant point to respond, I said it was just a confusing nonsense word that didn't add anything to the sentence. What does add character is having Anon talk like 50s mobster...unless that isn't on purpose, that joke you did was clear on its purpose and used awkwardly in the end of the sentence like it was supposed to mean something.

>>29583059
wasn't* clear. Fucking keys stick sometimes.

>>29583059
Thanks! I'm glad someone noticed it.

I'll note this for future use. Thank you for the input, I really do appreciate it.

>>29583093
I mean, having only Anon speak like that is odd, but if it serves a point then I would like to find out why.

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>>29581877
She's going to experiment a bit, just that in the early game unless you know where you are going you don't really have access to many other weapons.

She's probably going to keep using Saw Cleaver/Blunderbuss in her main weapon slot though.

>>29581263
>>29582742
If it's any consolation, she doesn't get kidnapped in this one!
I didn't want to use Trixie as main girl again.
Also, Sunset isn't going to be the sole person suffering for long. This is a FromSoft game based green, after all.

>>29583420
HYPE! Get a great big group hunt, and we all go crazy together. If Fluttershy gets involved though its gonna get rough.

>>29583420
Please, I need some Anon X Plain doll
Poor girls need more love

>>29583916

>>29583479
>Not SunsetxPlain Doll

>>29584401
>Doesn't know what SciTwilight is
pleb.

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>>29584597
Cheeky cunt

>>29576594
I need the twilight ones

>>29585043
Who the hell are you? Also no.

>>29585055
Shitposter from fingerbang, tends to hang around other threads like a bad smell

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>>29585043
Like i said, i can't find them anywhere
And even if i did, i told the magilouposter when i send him the link that those were the only ones i would upload

Btw magiloufag, Berseria has a top tier cast, the best one since vesperia

>>29586205

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Getting a break from triggering the Shimmerfag
Here Fate, hope you like it

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>>29586835
Thanks Nayaa, I'm glad you lurk this thread.

Even if Shimmer fans aren't.

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Got called in to guard an empty parking lot for 7 hours in my car, on my day off, which I'm completely not rustled about!
I'm currently finishing up the next update today and a bit in the morning tomorrow, so expect one tomorrow friends!
Hope you all have a wonderful Wednesday!

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>>29587799
>On your day off.
Sucks to be you.

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>>29588581
god damnit fapman.

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>>29588580
god fucking damnit

>>29588587
you, why... YOU

>>29588601
Start writing you faggot

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>>29588607
Ok, but not the RD story, because it's fucking lame

>>29588601
This>>29588607
Don't bump with a name faggot
>>29588613
FINISH YOUR SHIT, YOU LAZY FUCK OR SO HELP ME I WILL FIND YOU! I WANT SWEATY SHOWER SEX BY THE END OF THIS!

>>29588613
Stop teasing these poor Anons, you potato.

>>29588580
>>29588581
Shieeet

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Rara bump

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>>29589226

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>>29590063

I need more Rarararararara, you faget.

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>>29590763

>>29590763
>>29590063
>>29589226
>>29590822
Rara tits going all out to get Anon's attention when?

>>29575113
I think this is the first time that actually fap to EQG Rarity.

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>>29578848
Oh my god, he actually wrote it!
And it's pretty good!

>>29575113
>Slut

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After a brief stint with writer's block, the next update will come out sometime tomorrow.

Just wanted to give you Anon's a heads up.

9 bump

>>29593111
HIPS HYPE! Also, CHECKED!

>>29593111
That's three digits worth of T&Applejack, anon.
I hope we can handle it.

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Axii bump

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Continued from:http://pastebin.com/LiiBKGC8

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAKR2qwMMc4
>You stand at the edge of the illuminated patch of cleared ground studying the situation
>Looks like this guy might’ve actually cleared up this area
>It looks kinda like a large ring now
>Taking a few cursory steps forward you stop as you feel his stare bore into you
>You don’t know if it’s by virtue of his size alone, but whatever it is, it’s getting to you
>Thoguh it's probably his size, the guy’s built like a space marine
>Ok, maybe that's an exaggeration, but he is like a head taller and quite a bit wider than you
>He stands a few paces away from you in the middle of the large open space you find yourself in
>Testing your grip you find that your strength has returned to your shield hand
>Which is good, because you’ll probably need it
>You notice that the glowing bar near your sheild handle is alomst gone as you clench your fist
>Pointing your baton at the supermutant-esque man you attempt to speak in your most confident tone
“Hey buddy, how bout you just let us go get the other two and we just call this a night eh?”
>His creepy smile remains unchanged as he stares at you in silence
>Ok, now that’s fucked
>Keeping an eye on him you follow the edge of the light to the left towards another aisle
>Only to see another stack of boxes blocking its entrance
>Of course…
>Diverting your full attention back to Lennie Small standing silently you step back into the light
>Something tells you that this guy’s not gonna just let you walk
>Sucking in a mouthful of air you stand at the ready
“Alright big guy, let’s do this.”
>You can’t quite tell, but you think his smile just got bigger as he assumes a boxing stance
>Hiding behind his fist ala peek-a-boo style he shuffles his way towards you with the speed of a dying tortoise
>You don’t know if he’s trying to bait you by merely pretending to be slow or if it’s just because of how massive he is
>Regardless you should carefully test the waters

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>>29595211
>After all, you DON’T want to be hit by his meat hooks
>Even if you can’t see any magical stuff emanating off him, you’re pretty sure a punch from him will hurt
>Call it intuition
>Deciding to see how fast this guy is you bob in and out of what you think his range is
>Every time you get close though the dude begins to wind up a really obvious punch
>When you take a step out of his range he resumes the peek-a-boo form
>What the hell is this guy’s angle here?
>If he telegraphs a punch THAT much even you’ll be able to hide behind your shield before he swings
>As you continue stepping around his right you realize that he stops turning towards you and shuffles into your way
>Hm?
>You strafe back to the left and he resumes his position in the middle
>Wait a second
>You continue to walk a half circle around him before he actually moves again to block your way
>Guess that’s why nobody’s interrupted your fights
>They must be here strictly to stop you from seeing that bird guy
>You walk around back to the opening to the aisle Rarity’s at
>Standing at the edge of the light you stare at the boxer as he slowly shuffles towards you
>Man, had you known he was just going to stand there you would’ve gone to help Rarity clean up the mess to get to the others
>But now it looks like this guy’s not going to let up, and even though you haven’t been hit yet
>Well, something tells you that fighting this big guy in a cramped aisle is not going to turn the odds in your favor
>Guess it’s time to suck it up and try to actually fight
>Deciding not to take any chances you duck a bit behind your shield
>How about you end this right away?
>Gripping your baton just right sends sparks of electricity flying off it
>You’re not going to take any chances
>Besides the he’s a big guy thing, you’re really feeling the cuts and impacts from the other two guys

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>>29595216
>Dashing forwards you lower your baton behind you as you raise your shield up
>He begins to wind up a straight right as you launch yourself towards him
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0IWB6qEn9o
>You’re going to aim straight for his armpit like the other guy and the—
>Something smashes straight through your train of thought as you’re sent skidding backwards on your feet
>You almost choke as the wind leaves your body
>You can’t feel your arm
>The man stands still with his arm outstretched like he just threw a straight
>Your arm shakes like a leaf as it struggles to hold your shield up
>What just happened?
>Your smiling opponent retracts his extended fist and re-assumes his boxing pose
>Why are you back at the edge of the light?
>How did he just hit you from like 10ft away?
>He was still winding up his punch
>No wait, more important question
>Why can’t you feel your arm!?
>You try to move it to no avail
>It just keeps shivering in place as it somewhat holds your shield up
>Work damnit!
>You slap it with your other hand, but only feel the slightest of a tingling sensation
>You can feel the smiling man’s piercing gaze as he focuses on you
>It’s only now that you’re panicking do you really look up at his face
>It’s only now that you see just how much darker this man is than the last two
>You didn’t really pay his face much mind before as you could pretty much make it out, but now…
>Looking at him now you can see that there’s something else off about it
>It’s as if it’s completely unremarkable with the exception of his smile, and his eyes
>The unnerving white beads in an ocean of darkness that are his eyes
>The darkness seems to bellow out of his eyes like smoke
>They’re like two smokestacks on a blank white canvas with a grate in the shape of a smile below them
>Whoever this guy is, he’s not human
>You’re sure of it

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>>29595223
>You flinch as he steps towards you
>You can’t help it!
>You don’t know WHAT he just did, and you don’t know what else he can do!
>What you do know is that this guy is not what he seems
>Not only that, but you don’t think you can just tank another whatever that was
>This ain’t Darksouls; you can’t just hide behind your piddly little shield or roll through his attacks
>Though that’s implying you could actually see it
>You find yourself reflexively stepping back as he advances
>Alright just, just calm down
>Need to calm down and think this through
>Won’t be able to do anything if your thoughts are running all over the place
>Or do you need to not think?
>Oh geez
>The mountain of muscle continues his path to you as you try to get a grip both literally and figuratively
>Ok, you may not know how this guy fights, but you’re still standing after one punch(?)
>You may not feel your arm, but you certainly felt an impact before it
>So you know that he somehow hit you dead center on your shield
>And his fist was outstretched like he actually punched
>So he probably just punches really fast or like uh…
>Fuck, you have no idea
>It’s probably something to do with magic you bet
>Even if you can’t see any magic coming off him
>BUT, even if you can’t see it maybe you can make whatever’s hitting you a glancing blow instead or something?
>You barely continue to lead him on as you stumble over yourself while circle strafing around him
>Just gotta duck and try to twist just right so whatever he throws, be it fist or something else, slides across your shield instead?
>Y-yea, that’s something
>Then you just gotta shock the shit out of him and wap him in the head
>Well that’s better than nothing right?
>You can’t really think of anything else

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>>29595226
>You outright refuse to turn your back on this guy
>You don’t know what he’s capable of, but you’d rather at least have a chance of seeing it coming
>So asking Rarity to use the gun out in this wide open area’s a no go
>So besides strafing around this guy until you mess up and trip over yourself, you don’t really have any other options here
>Alright, then the tuck and glance blow to the shocking armpit plan it is!
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EQWaBuAD9U
>You throw a leg forward towards him only for your other leg to stay firmly planted on the ground
>Hey now, why can’t you move?
>You try to lunge forward, but your leg sits inert like a sack of bricks
>Well that’s not completely true, looking down it along with your other leg seem to be wobbling uncontrollably
>The smiling man stands still at the center of the light and watches you as you try to will yourself into the ring
>Your legs feel like they’re rooted in place!
>Why?
>You smack your jiggly jello leg with the butt of your baton, but it does nothing
>Your legs can’t flake on you now!
>You have a plan, now you need to follow through
>Damnit, no matter how hard you try your legs WILL NOT MOVE!
>You can’t just sit here, you need to do something
>Move!
>Why the hell are your legs deciding to revolt now?
>The thought at the back of your head finds its voice has been amplified
>The one thing you REALLY didn’t want to admit
>Your plan, is absolute garbage
>You KNOW that this guy is using magic even if you can’t see it
>The real kicker is you just don’t know how since magic seems to be so diverse
>You’ve seen dopplgangers, the first hand effects of how much magic can heal twice, and on several occasions dbz tier shit
>The meat mountain in the middle of the light cracks his neck without breaking eye contact with your slightly trembling self

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>>29595230
>So with all that knowledge you know, for a FACT, that your plan is incredibly likely to fail
>If a shrimp like Flash can, at the very least, match you in strength with magic then what the hell does that say for this guy who’s like XL levels huge to your large huge?
>Your legs know it, you know it
>You NEED a better plan
>Otherwise you can’t win
>You look at your somewhat useless arm
>You can still feel the upper arm, but the forearm is almost completely numb along with your hand
>You’re honestly a bit surprised your grip held out as you notice a literal dent in the shield
>Was that from him or the others?
>It suddenly comes to your attention that you forget really important details during fights
>You no longer see the light gauge over the handle; which can only mean one thing
>https://youtu.be/ChCp9knOnII?t=22s
>You can use the anti-magic measure again!
>That’s something you can get behind!
>Thank you Twilight!
>If this guy’s doing magical attacks then you can just power through them!
>You just need to go out for one all or nothing attack!
>He certainly won’t see it coming considering you’ve just been standing here wobbling around like someone stole your leg bones
>You can feel your blood begin to rush to your legs once more filling them with vigor
>This will be your ticket to winning!
>Raising your shield as best you can you tighten your grip on your baton
>You can do this!
>With this, you CAN beat him!
>Before you can rethink it you spur yourself forward with the burning hope raging within
>You don’t need to see the magic to know he probably throws it with a punch
>And if he does you the massive favor of hitting you square in the pendant than woo-hoo for you
>You think you see his smile falter for a second as you scream out
“URRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”
>As the man winds up his punch you can’t help but smile
>Pulling the trigger you ready yourself to strike his face with your baton

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>>29595233
>Looks like he’s already done fo—
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nRZJsLdblws
>Your thoughts are interrupted once more by a wave of black surging from his fist barreling towards you and the small white hole
>You can see it this time, which means your pendant is working!
>The wave flows into the white hole like water to a drain
>Now to just power through it an—
>An ear shattering *CRACK* hits you before you notice that you’re suddenly flying backwards
>Wha—
>With an explosive *BANG* you smash straight into a set of double doors
>The impact knocks the wind outta you as pain flashes throughout your body
>You let out a pain-fueled choke as you collapse onto the floor
>Falling face-first onto the floor you begin to cough violently
>What just…
>You clutch at your chest and try to catch your breath only to calm you coughing down a bit
>That shouldn’t have happened
>It’s only as you continue to cough on the floor do you realize your mistake
>”While I’m almost 100% sure it’ll be able to absorb any amount of magic you encounter Anon, I would still be careful of whatever is left over after it sucks up all the magic.”
>Oh, you forgot
>After almost biting through your cheek to withstand the torrential downpour of pain you experience you manage to prop yourself up on your right elbow
>The smiling dude is coming towards you
>Shit…
>Between wheezes you try to get to your feet
>Though it’s tough to get a grip on where you are when you don’t know which direction is up
>You only manage to get to one knee before you start to taste blood and bile in your mouth
>Shouldn’t have bitten so hard…
>Stabbing your baton down you try to steady yourself as your head continues to spin
>You try to bring your left hand up to your head, but you can’t lift it
>When you try to bolts of pain shoot through your arm
>Looking down though you feel a twinge of relief at the sight of an unbroken arm
>You feel dizzy as your head begins to wobble

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>>29595243
>Through sheer willpower you force yourself to stay on your knee
>You try once more to get back on your feet as you see the smiley man leisurely walk towards you
>You’ve got to get up!
>Straining against your already taut muscles you can feel yourself slowly begin to rise
>You’re shaky leg almost manages to get you fully upright
>Only a little more…
>Almost being a keyword as you slump back down to one knee
>Gritting your teeth enough that you swear you hear cracking you slam your right hand down on your knee
>You suck in as much air as you can while flexing despite the pain it brings
>Once more!
>Using both your leg and arm you attempt to rise, and even though you’re shaking like a wet dog you keep going
>Come on!
>You can almost feel your muscles tearing as you rise above one knee and actually manage to stand
>Through your gritted teeth and flowing pain you manage to congratulate yourself
>Yea, did it…
>Only to rise even higher as you’re grabbed by the throat and hoisted into the air
>You choke out in pain as the smiling man clenches his fist around your throat
>Is he seriously only using one hand!?
>Oh, wait shit!
>Realizing that your only source of air is being cut off you begin to pry open his hand with yours
>You even manage to lift your left arm with its shield
>Though you only manage to claw at his hand with your right as your left bangs uselessly against his arm
>This guy’s got the grip of an industrial clamp!
>The small white dots in his black pools you’re pretty sure are eyes move towards your shield
>It’s getting a bit hard to see as your vision becomes blurry
>Pain explodes from your left arm as you feel a tugging followed by a sharp *RIP*
>The pain stops as he loosens his grip on your neck
>You gasp for that sweet air like a fish out of water

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>>29595247
>Being able to breathe freely once more you find your vision returning to you
>You’re afraid to look down at what you hope is a fully inta—
>Oh thank god you're arm is fine, it was just the velcro
>Hey, you can open and close your hand too!
>Great!
>Through your heavy breathing you bring your attention back to the lovely gentleman holding you up in the air
>You squint your eyes as to try and focus enough to actually see what he’s doing
>Though fuzzy you’re pretty sure he’s inspecting your shield
>As he holds it between his thumb and pointer finger you notice something
>Is that a crack in the pendant?
>Well shit, it didn’t really hit you until you saw that, but you lost
>You’re completely at the mercy of whatever this thing is
>Does he even have a name?
>God please someone tell you that you didn’t just loose to a nameless mook
>You chuckle a bit at the thought
>Some hero you turned out to be huh?
>Guess even the best can’t fight without their super-powers
>But hey you got two of them
>And then you fucked up on the last guy because you forgot only the most important detail about something someone just explained to you
>You’re taking this a lot better than you thought you would
>Though that’s probably because of how much pain you were in
>You say were because you can’t really feel much now
>That’s probably not a good thing
>Man what the hell are you doing here?
>How’d you even get to this point?
>It’s hard not to notice that your vision is getting blurry again
>Fuck, are you crying again?
>Oh wait no, you can’t breathe
>He must’ve tightened his grip again
>Shit, it’s only now that you’re being choked that you realize just how awesome air is
>Despite only being able to feel pins and needles instead of your actual hands you still attempt to pry open his hand once more
>Don’t think you’re succeeding very much though as you can’t see anything besides blurring colors now
>Though you can hear something, you think…

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>>29595252
And that's it for today, see ya next time and all that jazz!
Probably within the next 4 days
Don't quote me on that though

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>>29595223

>>29595274
Cant wait to read more bro, good update.

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>After avoiding the mines, you, Vinyl Scratch, Octavia, Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Shining Armor finally reach the bunker door.
>You grab the handle and give it a turn, only to encounter immediate resistance.
"Locked."
>"Well that was anticlimactic." Rainbow complains. "What now?"
>You give the handle another tug when Vinyl places a hand on your shoulder.
>"Here, let me."
>The vampire's body loses cohesion until she becomes a dark colored mist and flies underneath the crack in the door.
>A few seconds go by when you hear a metal latch move on the other side and the door opens.
>Though the rest of you don't have any problems, because of her increased size though, Octavia has some trouble fitting through the narrow doorway.
>"Well, that explains why you always appear and disappear whenever it comes to the dishes." Octavia says.
>Vinyl just gives one of her typical smirks then shuts the door behind the werewolf.
>You can already feel the heat warming the entire facility up.
>Taking a step forward, you look down the empty hallway. Everything is recognizable, but at the same time it all looks very different.
>Instead of worn down stone walls, everything looks polished, chiseled, and honestly, a lot less shittier than when you last saw these halls.
>You really shouldn't be surprised though, you've been away from the Keep for a long time. Things were bound to change.
>But you can't help but be a little wary. Despite there being no reaction from your medallion, you can't help but feel tense.
>Granted, none of your opponents are magical in any way besides Grogar and...
>Sunset...
>Well, you suppose on the bright side, if your medallion has a strong reaction at any point, either one of them will be nearby.
>And maybe somehow you can break whatever spell is lording over Sunset's mind.

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>>29596140
>"This place looks so creepy." Rainbow Dash says.
>"Ah hafta agree." Applejack adds, "Can't really explain why, but something just ain't right."
"Keep on your toes then. We're in enemy territory; they have the advantage here." you say walking down the hall. "Since Twilight was their main goal in Canterlot, Sombra will probably have her under close watch."
>"So where do we start?" Applejack asks.
>Shining Armor contemplates something before pulling out something from his bag.
>"Octavia. Do you think you could sniff out Twilight's location with this?" he asks, presenting a small magenta colored scrunchie.
>"I suppose I could try." Octavia answers.
>The man presents the small accessory to the werewolf, who leans in and takes a few seconds to get the scent.
>"Alright Tavi! Your nose is on a roll now!" Vinyl cheers.
>"Hush, I'm trying to focus." the werewolf chides her. "Hmm, I think I can smell a trail to follow."
"Then lead the way." you say.
>Paintings of old figures or events in history line the walls. Old kings, queens, great land and naval battles.
>Things only history enthusiasts would really spend money on.
>Applejack suddenly taps you on the shoulder, "Hey, Anon look. Its that one fella from that card game you like to play."
>You follow her gaze towards a particular painting.
>A man with two yellow eyes, ashen colored hair and a beard, and a wolf medallion hanging off his neck stares right back at you.
"Geralt of Rivia, "The White Wolf"."
>"Or "The Butcher of Blaviken"." Vinyl states.
>You give Vinyl a curious look.
>"Guy's sort of a boogeyman to vampires."
"Didn't think your kind were really afraid of anything."
>"Dude, you don't want to know what scares us."

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>"Hey you three" Rainbow calls out, "You're lagging behind, hurry up!"
>"Yeah yeah." Vinyl replies.
>The vampire jogs up next to Octavia.
>As you continue along, something plagues your mind, making you stop mid-stride.
>"Anon, what is it?" Applejack asks.
"I find it weird we haven't encountered a single person yet. Despite the fact they know we're coming."
>"Ah was starting to think that too."
"We're walking into a trap." you say as your group comes across a junction corridor.
>"What do we do then?"
"As much as I hate traps, we don't really have a choice but to spring it and hope for the best."
>"Don't worry sugarcube, long as we're all together we can get through anything." she says.
>However, as soon as Vinyl walks past the archway, the floor begins to rumble and your medallion starts tugging at its chain.
>"W-what's going on?!"
>You frantically look around to figure out what's happening when a stone wall slams rises from the floor separating you and Rainbow Dash from the group.
>"Holy crap!"
"Applejack! Vinyl! Octavia!" you cry out banging your fist against the wall.
>The vampire's muffled yell comes across the otherside, "Anon! You guys okay?"
>You curse under you breath.
"We're fine. You?"
>"A little shaken. But that trap you and ah were talking about?"
"Yeah?"
>"Ah think we sprung it..."
>...
>"The hallway ahead of us closed too." Shining says, "But Octavia thinks she can still follow Twilight's trail."
"Do that then, I think I know some alternate paths so long as they weren't changed. We'll meet up later, just be careful alright?"
>Tapping the wall one last time, something's off about the wall.
>You opt to take a closer look and notice something amiss almost immediately.
"This is definitely not handmade." you say. "The cut between the stone and grout are too perfect."

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>"What are you saying?" Rainbow asks.
>"It means we're going to have a much harder time navigating through the Keep than I originally thought."
>Rainbow crosses her arms, "It's that old wizard dude isn't it?"
"Grogar, yeah." you mutter, "C'mon, there should be an alternate path this way."
>"I don't like this."
"Neither do I, but we don't have much choice."
>You step away from the stone wall reluctantly.
>Hopefully Applejack can stay safe with Vinyl and Octavia close by.

>"Fucking dicks." Vinyl mutters under her breath.
>Though you aren't one to normally curse someone out, you kind of agree.
>Octavia continues to keep her nose to the ground like Winona whenever she starts trying to find one of her bones she buried on the farm.
>To be honest though, this whole werewolf thing still kinda makes you uneasy.
>But despite the girl's new form, you take a look back towards the hall where you were separated from Anon and the others.
>They'll be fine Applejack. It'll take more than that...
>Sliding your backpack over one arm, you open the zipper and pull out a bottle of water.
"Either one of ya need a drink?" you ask.
>"I'm good AJ." Vinyl responds.
>"As am I." Octavia says without turning away from her task, "Thank you for the offer though."
>Taking one big swig, you twist the cap back on and put the bottle back.
>You swish the water in your mouth for a bit before swallowing.
>Man...
>This place sure gives you the willies...
>Right now, you just want to get Twilight and Sunset and get the heck out of here.

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>Suddenly you find yourself bumping into Octavia's rump.
"Something the ma-"
>Vinyl holds her finger over your mouth.
>"Shh."
>You look ahead and see a large circular room covered in darkness. The only sources of light are a few dim candles set around the room.
>Your werewolf companion starts growling.
>"I don't like this." Vinyl says. "It's too quiet."
>Shining Armor raises his rifle and sweeps the area.
>Without warning, multiple orange portals appear in front of your group.
"This doesn't look good..."
>Vinyl cautiously inspects the one closest to her.
>As if on cue, multiple chains with steel balls attached to the end fly out of the portal in front of her and wrap themselves around the vampire's waist, arms and legs.
>"Really? Do they not kno-"
>Whatever's on the other side of the portal begins slowly pulling Vinyl in as the other portals close.
>"What th- Fuck! I-I can't free myself!"
>"Vinyl!" Octavia shouts, grabbing Vinyl by the shoulders.
>Suddenly a knife flies out of the portal and imbeds itself in Octavia's shoulder blade, making her yelp in pain.
>"Tavi stay back!" the Dj warns, trying her best to free herself to no avail.
"What in tarnation is going on?!"
>Vinyl stumbles onto her back and is dragged up to her waist. She tries digging her talons into the stone floor but without proper leverage, all it does is delay the inevitable.
>In her struggle to break free, Vinyl's glasses fall off her head and she gives you a look of genuine fear.
>"Octav-" is all she can say as the portal closes around her.
>You're all stunned. Especially Octavia, whose own body language is not indicating good things.
>Her brow furrows, and her shoulders hunch.
>She stands on her hind legs and lets out an anguished howl that echoes in the chamber.
>"Hey, calm down." Shining says.
>"CALM! YOU WANT ME TO STAY CALM!" the werewolf roars.
>She glares at the both of you, her nostrils flaring with each breath.
"Easy now..." you say, "Just take is easy..."

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>Another portal opens up just ahead with two imposing figures walking out.
>Their features hidden by the darkness of the room and the backlight provided from the swirling vortex. And though the portal is making noise of its own, you can hear Vinyl's cursing from just behind them.
>"VINYL!"
>The sounds of footsteps echo in the chamber; rebounding off the walls as the two newcomers walk forward.
>"Even with a missing hand, this task is below me." a menacing voice says. "I would have preferred a rematch with the vampire but orders are orders."
>You easily recognize that voice.
>The one that's been hassling your friends these past few weeks.
"Tirek..." you growl.
>"You'll get your chance with the Higher Vampire later." another voice says. "Remember Tirek, we're to take the one with the hat alive."
>"Don't lecture me Griffon. I've been at this game longer than you've been alive." Tirek snarls, "A werewolf, and two humans will not be a challenge."
>Two figures step out of the shadows, and into the dim light the larger of the two you easily recognize.
>The other however is slightly shorter, but has a similar trinket like the one worn by Gilda.
>You three take a nervous step back.
"Oh boy..."

>"Are you sure this is the way?" Rainbow Dash asks, "All these halls kind of look the same."
"I'm pretty sure. Though that's not really helpful since Grogar can manipulate the environment." you reply, gliding your hand against the closest wall.
>"Oh..."
>The next few minutes are filled with silence as you try to navigate the old halls of the Keep.
>After a while though, Rainbow decides to speak up.
>"Anon..."
"Yeah?"
>"I'm kind of scared."
"I thought you didn't get scared." you say.
>Rainbow gives a weak chuckle, "Don't spread that around."

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>>29596181
>"But seriously... do... do you think we'll be able to get Sunset and Twilight back? To stop whatever plan we've gotten wrapped into? I mean, we haven't even encountered one dude since we got here and already things aren't looking good."
>You stop and turn towards her.
"Are you giving up on them?"
>"Wh-what? N-no I-"
"To answer your question: No, I don't think. I know we will."
>"You sound really confident about that."
"Dash, you've all been through alot together. Even before I came into the picture, I know you're extremely loyal to your friends so something like this shouldn't deter you. We can do it."
>"Things have never been this bad though."
"That’s never stopped you before has it?"
>"No..." she mumbles.
“This isn’t any different. Just a different bad guy for you to beat right?”
>Rainbow Dash looks down at the floor.
>"You know what? You're right!" she says, filled with more confidence. "We're gonna rescue Twilight and Sunset and break her out of that old farts mind control!"
>Her eyes sparkle slightly as she says that, despite there being little light and your medallion shakes a little.
>You smile.
>"Thanks Anon. Sorry. I kind of lost my way there."
"Don't mention it."
>As you turn away, you do your best to hold that smile.
>In reality, you don't know if you'll be able to rescue your friends. The odds are heavily stacked in Sombra's favor.
>But keeping morale up for Dash is important.
>The two of you proceed down the corridor until something stops you in your tracks.
>"Anon what is it?"
>You narrow your eyes.
>Straight ahead is Sunset Shimmer leaning against the wall.
>"Sunset!"
>She looks up and smirks at you before walking further down the hall until she vanishes into the dark.
>"Come and try to "rescue" me losers." she says in a mocking tone. "I'm waiting~"
>Rainbow Dash draws her sword, "You know that's a such an obvious trap right?"
>Drawing your own steel sword, you march forward.
"I really hate this place..."
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That's all for now.

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>>29596193
The expectation is killing me

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>>29549354

Back and posting.

>After leaving the empty hallways, a relaxing smell of lavender mixed with new furniture overwhelmed you as you entered Cadance's office
>It seems that she added a new scent to her new room
>The room was dark but Cadance took care of that by flipping the switch right next to the door
>Speaking of door
>When you entered, you notice that the smudges are not where it used to be anymore
>You assumed the janitor cleaned it off after school during closing hours
>"Anon, please have a seat." She pointed at the couch that's in front of her desk. "This will only take a little bit of time, but please."
>She then walks to the other room. aka. the storage
>You shrug your shoulders to yourself and headed towards the couch
>As you were walking towards the couch, you notice a small folder with a mug on top of it on the table as you were passing by and a few other items such as pens, hole puncher, staple, etc.
>The folder stands out more than the others since it says "EXPULSION NOTICE" in big, bold letters
>Right next to it, a separate paper shows half of the name of a person "Moon", it says
>And as expected, the soft non-leather texture of the couch sends comfort and a relaxing feeling throughout your body as you sat down
>You decide to let your eyes wander, filling your time with aimless gazing around the room
>Your eyes landed on the wall clock that seems to go awfully slow with the second hand making an audible noise in the room as if mocking you that you're wasting your precious time just sitting, waiting
>Like your time is precious as it is
>Nevertheless, you check the time to keep track of how much has passed
>9:34 A.M.
>Seems you'll miss your English III
>A couple of minutes later, Cadance steps out of the storage room and finally hands you an excuse paper
>And then a knock was heard coming from the door
>"Who's that?" She said to herself, you guess. Then she walked up to the door and opened it

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>>29596625
Shit, forgot to put a trip

>From what lies behind that door revealed a spectacle as if looking at a painting that halts the movements and process of both body, mind, and soul
>You can't help but mesmerize this girl's features as you were unconsciously entranced
>At this moment, her long, blue-ish white, complicatedly tied twin-tailed hair seems to flow elegantly on still air as if it defied the rule of the universe
>Her purpleish, pale skin shimmers under the morning sun
>And underneath those orange contact lenses of hers shows her bright purple eyes which seems to match her stern, arrogant-like expression
>You seemed to find this waltzing painting beautiful
>Was she beautiful?
>Well, to you anyway
>You do brand every girl you meet as 'beautiful'
>Probably the best word to describe her is that she's look-able
>"Look-able" in fact, that you've been gawking at this girl for quite a while that you did not notice her looking at you or matter in fact, glaring at you with an unimpressed stare
>Intensely
>Like you just told her that her friend is diagnosed with a severe leukemia and will die within the next day or so andjust took it as a horrible joke from a person that was attempting to lighten the mood a bit
>Speaking from experience
>You nervously averted your gaze from her and directed it towards the clock that's embedded to the wall
>Well oh boy
>Looks like it's time for your next class
>"Oh, Miss Sugarcoat. How may I help you?" Said Cadance.
>Sugarcoat switched her attention to Cadance, balling her fist and coughing on it
>"Well, you asked me to go to your office tomorrow, which is today, to talk about my friend." She then looked and pointed at you. "But-"
"I was about to leave." You cut her off as you stood up picking your bag from the couch and slinging it over your back
>As you passed her, you swear you heard her say something under her breath, though you can't exactly tell what she said because of her low, soft-spoken voice

These short updates are starting to become frustrating. If you're trying to build tension it's more annoying at this point as it feels like you're trying to drag the story out, along with this the updates either have little developing or cut off before the actions starts. If it's a case of limited time for writing I'd much rather wait and get longer updates.

I'm not gonna stop reading and it's still probably my favourite story here, I mean hell I bought all the games due to it, it's just gripes I have about the more recent updates.

>>29596655

>"Is ...s wh.. ..ou see?"
>You shrug your shoulders and just said "Don't know what you mean." on your way out.
>And after that, once again, you walk the empty hallways

>"Alright class, now this will be easy if you have memorized the formula for the radius and circumference."
>As Mr. Manny is teaching the class some geometry, you find yourself lazing on your desk whilst flipping and spinning your pen with your right hand
>Though the reason why is you just feel really comfortable
>You're enjoying the light breeze of the autumn wind entering from the open window while gazing at the sun's radiating light that's pouring into the room
>You feel as though you're placed in a cliché situation of a Rom-Com scene right now
>Probably any second, your teacher would start calling you out because you're not paying attention to his class and will make you answer his problem question
>And probably this girl sitting right next to you would start giggling playfully as if she found you charmingly smart and funny
>Oh boy!
>....

>>29596791

>Don't know why you thought of that, or even expected for it to happen
>Because you're sure as hell it doesn't happen in real life
>Or just to you, probably
>Also, you hate Rom-Com with reasons of course
>You just don't find it interesting having the protagonist end the story by being with the love of the person's life by surmounting most obstacles using the power of love! or whatever, and the film will just end with the two of them walking towards the sunset
>With scenes overused and overrated to the point that it's just recycled from film after film after film and so on
>No, you don't like Romantic Comedy because its just too bland for you
>Little did you notice something tapping you on the shoulder as you were too busy transfixed on nothing while explaining your dislikes of Rom-Com to... Well. To yourself
>An action that you do when you are in deep thought which is most of the time
>So you do this frequently
>Spacing out a lot
>"Hey Anon, you there? Are you half asleep or something? I need you to pay attention please." Said Mr. Manny, waving a free hand in front of your face
>You snap back to reality
"Whoa, there goes gravity." You exclaimed.
>"Excuse me?"
"Oh, uh, I mean... I'm sorry, what was the question again?" You say while flipping your textbook
>Mr. Manny sighed
>"Anon, there is no question. I just need you to pay attention."
>After he said that, a couple of students gave out a slight chuckle
>Well that was a way to embarrass yourself
"Umm, I apologize Mr. Manny. Sorry about that. Please continue with the lesson." You said in an attempt on apologising in a calm, respectful manner
>Mr. Manny merely just sighed in response and went back to the front of the class
>He was about to resume the lessons but kind of paused for a minute and stared at his desk for about five seconds approximate
>And then he spoke

>>29596810

>"Before resume classes, have any of you guys seen Lemon Zest? She hasn't been here lately." He asked the class out of the blue
>Some students looked at each other and responded with shrugging shoulders and half-assed responses such as: "I dunno." Or "I thought she was coming today." Or "I think I saw her."
>"Well damn, if you guys see her, tell her that she'll be missing a lot of important stuff." Said Mr. Manny while picking up a marker. "Well anyways, onto the next one."
>And for the rest of the class, he continued his lessons

>Sighing was your first routine before you go to your third period class
>Gym
>You're not exactly too excited
>Nor are you a big fan of required grouping
>Because the gym teacher asks you to pair up with people who shows no slight bit of interest on grouping up
>Leaving your school uniform and a couple of electronics in your gym locker, you leisurely put on your purple tracksuit and dark blue shorts and then sluggishly walked towards the door
>You sigh loudly once more
>As you opened it, you remembered, out of blue, an inner dialogue speech from a character from some movie that you saw during the summer, and you were quite interested by his speech and related yourself with this particular moment of situation you are on
>In this world, there are plenty of things where putting in effort is pointless. And many people will force the unwilling to participate into something willingly.
>If participating is, in fact, important, then it must also be important to participate in not participating.
>So, thus, if experience is of value, then the experience of not experiencing must also be of value.
>You came to an understanding long ago that these are the words of an apathetic, self-indulgent, lazy individual
>And you are too
>"Anon, hey, are you alright?"
>You perked your head up and directed your gaze away from whatever you were looking at and gave your attention towards your gym teacher who's making that worrisome look on his face

>>29596884

>"You alright there? I just made everyone jog the football field 3 minutes ago but you're still standing here. Something wrong? Feeling okay?"
>You were about to say something but he just cut you off with more words to say
>"If you want, you can just walk the field if you're not feeling good. Or better yet, just sit on the sides for awhile. Don't want my kids collapsing suddenly now, like what happened yesterday."
>Judging by the way he seems to be acting right now, he seems to be agitated to a certain degree
>You do understand why he's worried and appears to be in a nerve-racking state because yesterday, some girl collapsed on the stairs after class and got rushed to the hospital due to her not showing any signs of waking up after a couple of soft-core face slaps and splashing water
>'Was it yesterday actually? Or from another previous day?'
>'Whatever'
>You wave your hands in a dismissing manner to try to calm your gym teacher
"No worries coach, just admiring the scenery."
>"But you were staring at the ground." He said, raising his left brow
"U-uhh, well I was thinking of something too." You gave an awkward smile.
"I'll just walk it for today if that's fine." You spoke up and proceeded on walking away.
>"Hmmm, okay, very well, but if you're not feeling good just talk to me." He yelled at you from the distance and then finally directed his gaze at the other students
>And with that, you spent your 15 minutes walking the field as a way to pump up your blood and metabolism before your class starts playing baseball
>Speaking of baseball, you're not really into it
>Due to the fact that it requires a group of 18 people to play it
>And you're not really a big fan of groups since it involves internal strife, usually sometimes
>Just like right now in a distance
>You spotted a group of people in a distance arguing about something
>Well, two of them arguing about something

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>>29596905
>Well, it's actually more like one person is berating the other
>You can't really hear them clearly from this distance but you can tell just from the sight that it looks quite intense
>The other girl getting yelled at isn't really saying anything back and is merely attempting to bury half her face on that turtle neck sweater that's underneath her gym tracksuit
>You can't help but cringe and feel bad for the girl
>A part of you wanted to pull her out of that group >but it's not your problem so you merely just pretended that you didn't see anything
>A few minutes passed and the coach raised his voice, ordering everyone to gather up
>You leisurely walked up to a group of gathering students and stopped yourself just outside of that ring out of reflex
>"Alright kids listen up, we won't be using the baseball field for the next two weeks since it is under construction. But we'll be playing something related to that."
>He pauses for a second or two, relating to what stand-up comedians do in a bar
>"We are going to play tennis." He finally said, and then pointed on a basket full of tennis balls and a good amount of rackets on the pavement. "Go ahead and grab one."
>You waited a couple of minutes for everyone to take rackets and balls
>Once the crowd thinned out, you grabbed one racket and a tennis ball
>But before you make contact of it, something else made contact of your hand
>You wondered if the god of Rom-Com exists at this moment
>Because you can't fathom how cliche it is that a girl bumped your hands with hers
>And how the girl recoiled a bit with a surprised look
>And how you both looked at each other quickly
>And how she's almost. ALMOST Close to your face
>While the both of you are in this, well, I guess in a sort of a predicament, you find yourself describing her features on your head
>First off, it was the same girl that was on the field with the group, turtle-neck sweater girl

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>>29596905

>Well, it's actually more like one person is berating the other
>You can't really hear them clearly from this distance but you can tell just from the sight that it looks quite intense
>The other girl getting yelled at isn't really saying anything back and is merely attempting to bury half her face on that turtle neck sweater that's underneath her gym tracksuit
>You can't help but cringe and feel bad for the girl
>A part of you wanted to pull her out of that group >but it's not your problem so you merely just pretended that you didn't see anything
>A few minutes passed and the coach raised his voice, ordering everyone to gather up
>You leisurely walked up to a group of gathering students and stopped yourself just outside of that ring out of reflex
>"Alright kids listen up, we won't be using the baseball field for the next two weeks since it is under construction. But we'll be playing something related to that."
>He pauses for a second or two, relating to what stand-up comedians do in a bar
>"We are going to play tennis." He finally said, and then pointed on a basket full of tennis balls and a good amount of rackets on the pavement. "Go ahead and grab one."
>You waited a couple of minutes for everyone to take rackets and balls
>Once the crowd thinned out, you grabbed one racket and a tennis ball
>But before you make contact of it, something else made contact of your hand
>You wondered if the god of Rom-Com exists at this moment
>Because you can't fathom how cliche it is that a girl bumped your hands with hers
>And how the girl recoiled a bit with a surprised look
>And how you both looked at each other quickly
>And how she's almost. ALMOST Close to your face
>While the both of you are in this, well, I guess in a sort of a predicament, you find yourself describing her features on your head
>First off, it was the same girl that was on the field with the group, turtle-neck sweater girl

>>29597067
>>29597118
Woops, just realized my mistake here.

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>>29597118

>She has an orange colored hair with purple and light-purple stripes with the front bangs pulled up and tied up in what looks like a front pony-tail
>While the bridge of her contact lenses looks broken, underneath those reveals her bright purple eyes that's seems to glitter under the morning sun
>And her complexion is pale, and you wonder if she often stays home
>You finally looked away and sighed mentally, and instead of being a fedora-tipping gentleman and saying "Oh sorry! After you, m'lady.", you grabbed a racket, grabbed one tennis ball, and walked away
>"I'm sorry..."
>Geez, now you feel bad
>You don't know why she's apologizing when it's not really her fault and nor is it yours
>It was a neutral part to both sides
>You merely just waved your hand in a nervous and dismissively slow manner as you turn around and look at her
>She was about to say something but was interrupted by the gym teacher
>"Alright students, now that you have your rackets and balls, group up with whomever you choose and head over to the tennis courts."
>Ah, this is the part that you don't like the most
>Individual grouping
>You waited for the crowd to disperse and then finally, you walked up to the gym teacher
"Hey coach, I don't have anyone to group with, can I go hit off the wall?"
>The coach raised his eyebrow while giving you a look
"Since I'm not feeling well." You added
>"Well, I guess, since you're kind of off today." he sighed
>You then thank him and walked away
>A perfect tactical excuse if you must say
>Though it can only be used if the required conditions are met and only has limited uses
>As you make your way to the wall, you make a slow glance to the same girl that's been standing there on the same spot where you left her to herself
>She's been frantically looking around as if she's trying to find someone to partner up
>Because that's exactly what she's trying to do, you guess

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>>29597215

>Before you attempt on looking away, you once again make another eye contact with her as she directed her gaze to your direction
>And, like before, you pulled your eyes away from her and then sighed mentally
>You then proceeded on heading to the wall
>"U-um, hey."
>You would've not turned around on instinct and just kept on walking, pretending that you didn't hear anything or pretending to assume that the person was trying to get some other person's attention
>Well, you would've but the the thing is, the other students are already probably at the court playing tennis
>And the only thing that's occupying this vicinity is you and her
>You don't want to turn around, but you're forced to do so
"Yes?" You say as you turn around
>"Would you be interested in coadjuting with me?"
>Now if you weren't a normal, average-grading person, you wouldn't understand what she just said just now
>Assuringly, you do
>And you will respond of course but you gave yourself a bit of time to think about her question
>Would you?
>Well normally, you would usually say no and go about with your day
>But you can't help but give a shit
>You don't know why you do, you just have the feeling that you should
>Maybe you find it rude and awkward
>But if that were the case then...
>"U-umm... Hello?"
>You, once again, snap back to reality and realized that she's still talking to you
>Expecting a response at a moment
>Guess you gave yourself too much of a time
"Uh, sure I guess?" You nodded
>You swear you see the corner of her mouth rise up a little
>"Great, shall w-we head there?"
>Welp, wall, looks like you won't have anyone to play with today

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>>29597244
Aaaaaaand that's it for this week. Since I seem to be posting my shit every week.

Have a pic as a consolation

And like always, thanks for reading

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>>29597257
Good stuff man.
here have some sugar.

>>29596258
>>29596750
I apologize about that, with things becoming far busier regarding schooling and certifications I've been trying to juggle quite a few things on my plate and as you've noticed I've gone from two-three updates at the start of the story per week to one at best but the size of the update has been the same. That's totally my fault.

The last thing I want you Anons to feel is jipped out or annoyed when an update to my story comes out. You've all stuck around this long, the least I could do is try to rectify that with the next one.

Again, sorry.

>>29597500
Its cool man, we know your good for it. At the least we have a bunch of writers coming around now.
>>29597257
Like this guy. Its alright, we can deal.

>>29596750
i honestly preffer short updates rather than 30 consecutive bump posts

>>29596193
Axii I love the story but can you please update the pastebin? Last time was back in the beginning of February.

>>29598068
Done.

bump from 10

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Here's a Witcher Sunset
If anything, she'll get a nice getup once she's rescued
If she is rescued or wants to be

:^)

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>>29601415
Gorgeous as always, but I don't think she would keep the manticore medallion though.

She will inherit Anon's after dies in battle.

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>>29601461
After he* GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!

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Hey non witchers,
My name is Sombra, and i hate every single one of you. All of you are fat, retarded no-lifes who spend every second of their day running away from monsters. You are everything bad in the world. Honestly, have you ever meditated? I mean, I guess it’s fun making fun of people because of your insecurities, but you all take it to a whole new level.
This is even worse than jerking off to Technicolor equines.
Don’t be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I’m pretty much perfect. I’m the headmaster of the entire group of monster hunters and the one who bringed back the monsters to this world. What do you hunt, other than “girls” in London and Chinese cartoon girls? I also have every card in my deck and have a hot banging mind controlled slave (We just played GWENT; Shit was so cash). You are all faggots and you should kill yourselves. Thanks for listening
Pic related: It’s me and my witcher


Update tonight or tomorrow morning

>>29601525
Go to bed Nayaa.

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>>29601539
i'm fine just give me more tequila

>>29601415
Someone needs to colour that.

>>29601557
cheers mate!

>>29601464
Don't be mad, your fuck up means he gets to live...cant say if he wont get a little bit maimed though.

>>29601557
>tequila
Fucking Mexicans, real men drink Vodka.

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>>29601738
>Shaming a man for drinking his national alcoholic drink
For shame, Sergei

>>29601744
God damnit...that chuckle and the dubs made me feel shame. But that scene was hilarious.

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>>29575651

>You are making your way toward Pinkie’s house
>The drive is painfully slow since the streets are full of kids.
>After driving for half an hour, you finally arrive at your destination.
>It’s hard to miss, it's the house with the most decoration on all the street.
>You see several students outside in the front yard talking and drinking.
>You can hear the music blasting from her house.
>As you step out of your car, you see several students staring at you.
<Don’t mind the stares, let’s go have some fun.>
>Taking the cane and hat from the back seat, you make your way toward the entrance.
>As you step inside, you are assault by all the noise. People screaming, laughing or singing.
>”YOU MADE IT!”
>Jesus! The girl is going the death of you.
>You turn around to face Pinkie who appeared behind you.
“Nice costume Pinkie.”
>She is wearing a pair of torn jeans, a black shirt, a dirty brown jacket and sporting an old hockey mask.
>”You too, Mr. skeleton man.”
>Not really a skeleton, but whatever.
>She removes her mask; as usual, she was sporting a big, bright smile.
>”Follow me, I’m gonna give you the VIP Tour.”
>She grabs your hand and starts pulling you along.

>>29601918
>”That’s the snack bar; here have some punch. That’s the kitchen. That’s the bathroom number Uno. That’s the Cupboard, we won’t go in there except if you’re a good boy. That’s my room, only the VVVIP can get in I’m sorry. That’s the backyard with the pool, no skinny dipping allowed before midnight. That’s bathroom number deux “
>Trying to catch your breath, you pull your hand from her grasp.
“I got it Pinkie, I can manage on my own from here.”
>”But I didn’t show you the basement and I want to present you to all my friends!”
>A shiver runs down your spine at the mention of the basement.
>Funny thing, after all these years seeing ghosts and monsters, you were still afraid of going underground.
“I can manage on my own, thank you Pinkie. I’ll go grab something to eat.”
>Before she can make an objection, you walk away between the guest.
>You weren’t expecting that many people.
>It’s almost impossible to walk without bumping into someone.
<That was rude Anon, ditching her like that. Tomb raised you better than that.>
“I know. I’ll apologize later.”
>Taking as sip of your punch, you almost choke.
>Way too sweet and there’s almost no alcohol in it.
>Leaving your cup on a table, you take your flask from your jacket and drink some to wash away the taste.
>”Punch too strong for you little man?”
>What is with people sneaking up on you.
>Standing on your left is the rainbow hair girl from your math class.
>She is wearing what you assume is an archaeologist outfit.
>There was something about his girl. But you can’t put your finger on it.
“And you are?”
>She rolls her eye as if you had asked if the sky is green.
>”Dha, I’m Rainbow Dash, captain of the soccer team. You must live under a rock to not know me.”
“Sorry, never heard of you.”
>That seems to sour her mood a bit.

>>29601918
Name dude.

>>29601925
>As you put the flask to your lips, she snatches it from you and take a swig of it.
>Coughing she shoves it back into your chest.
“What’s in there? Rat poison?”
>Smirking you put it back in your breast pocket.
“What, can’t handle a little rum?”
>Red in the face she moves her face inches from you, poking your chest with her finger.
>”Don’t be so smug. I’m sure I can outdrink you anytime.”
“I’m sure you can little girl.”
>You start petting her head.
>She turn bright red; you can almost see smoke coming out of her ears.
>”Listen creep, the only reason you are here anyway is because Sunset felt bad that you were alone all the time and convinced the other to invite you here. But I don’t trust you, if you do anything to hurt my friend you’re going to regret it. I got my eyes on you”
>Turning around, she storms toward the kitchen.
>You stay there, unmoving.
>Did they invite you out of pity?
>Now that you think about it; after she talked with you, Pinkie had joined a group of girls and you remembered seeing Rarity amongst them.
>That’s why she wanted to group with you during Art.
>That would also explain the dirty look that Rainbow hair girl gave you.
>Slowly lowering your head, you start walking outside toward your car.
<Don’t be like that, I’m sure you can still have a good time.>
>You wait until you are in your car before answering her.
“Yeah. I just need a minute to think.”

>>29601936
>Fetching a pack of cigarettes from the glovebox, you light one.
>Sweet, sweet poison.
>You put on your earphones and look for a song on your cell phone.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXFK82TGh7c
>Music always helps you clear your mind.
>You lie down, enjoying the music.
>Should you go back inside?
>You don’t want their pity, but if those girls are kind enough to invite you to a party they couldn’t be so bad.
<I’m sure they mean well. Come on, when was the last time you spent time having fun?>
“Twelve years ago, when dad was alive.”
>Bitter memories start surfacing.
>Your father smiling at you saying that no bad guys could hurt him.
>The two of you playing catch in the yard.
>His scared face as he hid you in the basement telling you that no matter what you had to stay there.
>His emotionless face lying in the coffin.
“I’m heading home. I've wasted enough time here.”
<There is someone who’s going to object.>
>Opening your eyes, you see Pinkie trough the passenger windows.
>You stop your music, sit up and unlock the door for her.
>She takes a seat next to you, closing the door behind her.
>Her smile is gone, she looks so sad and vulnerable right now.
>You crack open a window to let the smoke out of the car.
>”Dashie told me what happened.”
“No big deal. Parties are not my forte anyway, I was going home anyway.”
>”I’m sorry. You just look so lonely. I just wanted to see you smile and have fun.”
>You could see tears slowly forming in the corner of her eyes.
“I’m going to ask one question. Depending on your answer I might stay.”
>She uses her shirt to wipe her tears and look at you.
“Did you invite me out of pity or do you girls really want to be my friends?”

>>29601939
>“Of course we want to be your friends. No one should be alone. Actually, it was Sunset's idea. She was mean and friendless before. When she saw you sitting alone in the cafeteria, she saw herself in you and we decided that we would help you make friends, starting with us.”
>That’s not the answer you were expecting, but you know she was sincere.
>Throwing your cig outside, you step out of the car.
“You coming?”
>Faster than you can react, she throws herself across the car and wraps her arm around your torso.
“Stop that. People are watching.”
>”I don’t mind, I made a new friend and I’m going to hug him as much as I want.”
>Fortunately your makeup is hiding your blush.
“Ok, that’s enough Pinkie. Let’s get back inside.”
>”You’re right, your freezing. I know exactly how to warm you up.
>She was looking at you, batting her long eyelash in a seductive manner.
“Wha-what do you mean.”
>She murmurs in your ear.
>”Something that will warm you up, follow me.”
>She takes your hand and slowly pulls you toward her home.
“I need an adult.”
<I am an adult>

>>29601946
that's all for now.
Next update will have to wait, I'm going to be busy this week.
>>29601929
For some reason, I have to re-enter my name every time I close Firefox.

>>29601957
Meh, it aint that bad, better check if name is on when you post though. Thanks for the upgrade by the way.

>>29601971
Update*, fucking finger slip.

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bumpo

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>>29601946
Oh my