Anon in pony prison thread #46 Extra pudding edition

>Be Bronze Bastion.
>That monkey was surprisingly quiet after Blackwing picked him up.
>Then again, being ponyhandled by a dragon would be enough of a scare to make most ponies pass out.
>And solitary makes them crack in just a few hours.
>Every living thing needs companions after all.


>Be Anon
>Be in the nicest damn apartment you have ever seen.
>Double bed, bookcase, writing desk, the whole shebang.
>You decide to check out the bookshelf.
>Most of it seems educational.
>(Book are dumb)
>Yes but book are better than sit do nothing.
>(HHHHRMG)
>You thought so.
>You spot a book titled 'Happy Lake and the history of Criminal justice'
>Happy lake sounds familiar.
>That dumb tall white horse mentioned it before you were boxed up and shipped off like some sort of express package.

I'm a retard fampai

>>30078953
>Be Unity wish
>It's a dumb name but it's your name
>Be the resident psychologist of Happy Lake super max.
>You are watching the bipedal creature explore it's new surroundings.
>You set the room up specifically to see how it would react and what activity it would choose first.
>You didn't expect it to look happy and go to pick up a book.
>You watch it read for about fifteen minutes before entering the room through the secondary door.
>It looks surprised by your entrance but not threatened by it.
>How fascinating.
>You clear your throat and speak.
"My name is Unity Wish. I will be acting as your psychologist and therapist until you are dead or cleared to leave."
>You offer him a small smile.
"Hopefully though, it will be the latter and not the former."
>It holds up a finger to you and continues reading.
>You sit patiently as it reads a few more pages.
>it then folds the corner of the page over, closes the book, and sets it down on the bed next to it.
>"I'm Anon, Thanks for treating me like a person and not a monster."
>A thank you? It, no, He is more civilized than you initially expected.
"Is Anon how you would like to be addressed?"
>He gives a nod.
>"Mind telling me when lunch is? It's been awhile since I have eaten."
>His face scrunches up a bit and you detect a hint of something in his voice.
>is that remorse you hear?
"I'm afraid lunch ended fifteen minutes ago but I could see about getting you a snack considering you missed it."
>The fastest way to a ponies heart is through its stomach, why should he be any different.
>He nods and bares his teeth at you.
>His sharp, meat tearing teeth.
>Fascinating.
>You shout towards the sealed metal door.
"Hey guards, one of you bring me in a couple muffins."
>His eyes perk up a bit at the sound of muffins.

>>30079299
>The fastest way to a ponies heart is through its stomach, why should he be any different.
Because the fastest way to his heart is a pony through the stomach :^)

Going to post 2 updates to bump thread.

>Ohh right. You promised that catbird you’d go to his secret club.
>You remember the password, but where did he say it was again?
>This is exactly why you usually to keep Jotter close at hand.
>Your mind tends to wander when you get new information.
>Without him you’d probably forget you name.
>Looking around, the corridors seem void of anyone that can help.
>No guards in sight.
>Save for Cookies, of course.
>They’re all probably handling the kitchen situation.
>Cookies wasn’t kidding about the guards quitting.
>To get away with bigger stunts, you used to order a lot of cannon fodder to distract the guards with more minor pranks,
>Harmless ones.
>It never pulled all of them like this.
>Now that you think back to it, the pranks were only fun because of her reactions to it.
>Even the knitting club was a means to an end.
>The end being to piss off Cookies, of course.
>You walk in the direction opposite of the cafeteria.
>Cookies notices and sighs, knowing she’s going to be along for the ride whether she likes it or not.

>>30079812
“Don’t worry, Cookies. They’ll turn themselves in before the chefs need to start working on dinner. It’s just a distraction, remember?”
>”Dinner isn’t what I’m worried about...”
>You smile as you come across another Guard mare, who seems to be hanging out with those two dragons Jotter warned you about.
>By hanging out, you mean the dull violet dragon is holding the pony by her hind legs over a garbage can.
>The other, a lime green, is holding the lid while mocking the pony.
>Guard mare is the first to notice your presence, looking up at both you and Cookies pleadingly through tear filled eyes
>There’s a faint glimmer of hope in them.
>Cookies gasps, and wiggles in your arm, but you hold her firmly in place as you casually stroll up to the dragons.
”Hey, do you know where Grell's secret club is?”
>”Anon, what are you-” Cookies tries to interject, but you put a hand over her muzzle, making her blush.
>”Who wants to know?” The pale violet one asks, turning to look at you.
>”It’s in the oak tree in the yar-” The other, lime green one starts at the same time, before covering her mouth.
>They both sound female.
>Or they’re hatchlings.
>You’re not really too sure about dragons, but they’re nearly your height and you’re sure they grow much larger.
>Violet one grunts and punches the lime green dragon in the arm, the mare now dangling by one leg and panicking.
>Wait, focus Anon.
>Grell said it was in a big oak tree that was hard to miss.

https://pastebin.com/9j3DS4Vt

>>30078584
Any link to last thread? I missed part of your story.

>>30079932
My paste is in at the bottom of Op it's up to date as of the start of this thread.

>>30080010
sweet thanks

>>30079299
Good thing to wake up to, looking forward to more.

>>30079299
>Be Anon
>Be hungry
>You didn't get to enjoy your last 'meal' very much.
>You hope the muffins are blueberry.
>You are also glad there is at least one being in Horseland that may believe that it was an honest mistake.
>Unity has a teal coat and a navy blue mane.
>She also has a tattoo on her ass of a brain being assaulted by tweezers.
>You hate this place.

>You learned some interesting things about this facility, like how it was initially for the rehabilitation of some evil moon horses minions.
>There actually is a lake behind the main building.
>You can't help but wonder if you would be allowed to swim in it.
>Or fish.
>Your stomach grumbles lowly and Unity looks you in the eyes with a raised brow.
"It means I'm hungry."
>That could have sounded less ominous.
"Where I come from, horses don't have the capability to think. I didn't know."
>That got her attention.
>"Are you saying you aren't from Equestria?"
"Have you seen anything like me before?"
>Yeah, dodge the question. That'll get her to trust you.
>You sigh.
"No, my homeland is much different from this place."
>Her horn glows and a she writes something down on a clipboard you hadn't noticed her bring in with her.
>"Tell me about your world."
>Nah, not that easily.
"Quid pro quo."
>"Beg your pardon?"
"Quid pro quo. It means you give an answer you get an answer."
>She writes on her clipboard some more.
>"Alright, ask away."
>You try desperately to think of a good question to ask but your mind keeps wandering back to your 'escape'
"Was that a fucking dragon?"
>The swearing catches her by surprise, but she smiles anyway.
>"Mhmm, that's blackwing. He deals with the more dangerous criminals."
>After a brief pause she says "On your Portfolio it says your species is ape. Would you say that is accurate?"
>(Am.)
>Are not. Dumb Id
"Human. I'm a human. We do share a common ancestor though."
>More writing.
>This may be a long first session.

>>30080555
sweet more

So I've read Mythd's stuff, quite a while back. And there's a long list of authors there... can anyone point me towards stories that are:

1) Lighthearted

2) Complete

>>30078584
Reminder that we're #49 and not #46.

I've got a couple in my bin. I'll post when I'm free

>>30080978
Ah. The last thread said 45. I will make sure the next one has the proper number

>>30080809
To be honest, Anon. I can't think of any aside from one-shots the thread has had from various authors. I've three complete one-shots myself. One was a collab with zew, and the other is... well it's snuggle rape in a subterranean dungeon which is the opposite of lighthearted considering pone prison. though. I'm sure Zew has some and Durnk Anon has posted a whole bunch himself.

https://pastebin.com/vkE3QLU6
https://pastebin.com/atBZ836Q
https://pastebin.com/1Fh69M7p
https://pastebin.com/mR5697nP

I have no clue what to call the nurse of my story.

>>30081703
Hmm... Tickled Pink?

>>30081703
>>30081767

Tender Touch
Gauze wrap

>>30081767
I'm definitely using that.
I am also working on the next part now.

>>30081812
Dr Bad Touch

>>30080555
>Be Unity again.
>You are having a conversation with an alien.
>An honest to the goddesses alien.
>So far he has told you a decent amount about his world but has avoided telling anything personal.
>He has asked a lot about how magic works and how you use it day to day.
>He seems like a nice enough person.
"So Anon, Mind telling me a bit about what your role was in human society?"
>He gives a sigh.
>"I was a park ranger, we would teach people about respecting the land and how beautiful it was."
>This definitely merits further questions.
>A guard pokes his head into the door.
>"Unity, it's dinner time"
>Impossible
>You and the alien had talked for four hours?

>>30082082
"Bring the death row inmate to feed the human"

>>30082082
neat

>>30082114
We got a psychic in our midst

>Be Grave mistake.
>Your Parents had a sick sense of humor.
>Or at least you assume they did.
>They got rid of you after giving you that stupid fucking name.
>That's all you were to them, a mistake.
>You don't let it get you down though.
>you made a pretty good living digging holes to put bodies in.
>You found this really nice blue flower that grew fast and looked nice so you planted it in the cemetery.
>That's how you got arrested for necromancy.
>In hindsight it was a pretty funny joke.
>Fucking blue plants.
>You are being escorted across the yard away from the mess hall.
>You get to keep the new guy company for dinner.
>Solitary is one thing but eating alone was cruel and unusual punishment.
>That's what the guards told you anyhow.
>The food must be waiting for you in the cell already because the guards don't have any.
>The guard escorting you opens the door and peers his head in.
>After a few moments Unity leaves the building.
>"Where's his meal?" she asks.
>"Right here, and before you say anything orders are orders."
>You suddenly have a very bad feeling, though Unity gives him a smirk.
>You are pushed into the room and the door locks shut behind you.
>Your hear drops into your hooves.
>On the other side of the room there is a giant two legged monster.
>As soon as it sees you it bares its teeth and advances forward.
>You are frozen in terror.
>It extends a long, clawed arm towards you.
>"Hey, I'm Anon."
>It shakes your hoof and you pass out.

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A comp between me and R.

I did the horrid drawing, while he did the coloring! Good job m8

>>30082684
FUCKING 10/10!!!1

>>30082684
>Your hear drops into your hooves.
What?
>Be Grave mistake.
You forgot to capitalize his whole name properly.
>you made a pretty good
missed capitalizing the first word of the sentence.

>>30082684
lol mate, said it as a joke

>>30082728
Awesome thank you! I will fix those for my pastebin.
Capitalizing he first words of the sentence and second part of a name is my weak point but the best way to get better is with practice am I right?

>>30082740
It's getting harder to make the words go.
I think I may leave it as it is until tomorrow.

>>30082740
some of us are happy to sit and just read your story

>>30082770
And some of us like reading coherent stories and improving writefags, go fuck yourself.

>>30079826
”Thanks,” you say, giving the three of them a salute, before they can say anything more. “I’m off, then.”
>They seem miffed, but thankfully don’t set you on fire when you turn your back.
>Sure, they probably won’t go that far in happy horseland, but you thought the same thing with Roughwind.
>And he kicked you right in the eye.
>When you walk away you let go of Cookies’ muzzle.
>”Anon,” she gasps.
>“We can’t just leave her. Soft Sweep’s one of the new guards.” she pleads, panicking as the kicking starts up again. “She’ll never make it.”
”Hmm… You’re right. We shouldn't leave her.” You pivot around and march back.
>They regard you again, looking a bit more irritated this time around.
“Hey ladies, I’m going to Grell’s club. Want to come with me?”
>Everyone present, including the guards, looks to you, than to each other in disbelief.
>You barely notice, digging through the trash can for the guard mare’s hat, before flipping it onto your head.
>It's a cheap hat trick that always gets people going.
>No one seems amused.
>Tough crowd.
>”Ano-” You cover Cookies’ mouth again.
>”You expect us to believe a civvy can get us into grell's club?” The lime green dragon asks, a hint of amusement on her tone.
”I’m a very convincing guy. What is that club anyways?”

>>30082898
>”You don’t know?” Lime green asks.
>You look at them blankly.
>”He’s serious,” Violet says, facepalming.
>Green starts again, “Only gryphons in his gang or the toughest black suits get a pass. We heard there’s all kinds of illegal stuff going on in there. Gambling, salt, alcohol-“
”Alcohol?”
>”Yeah,” the other dragon confirms with a mumble.
“Well, what are you girls waiting for. let’s go!” You hop excitedly in place.
>”N-no please,” the guard mare cries as she’s still suspended in the air, her face falling.
>Her pleas for help get ignored by all except for Cookies, who is still trying to break free of your grasp.
"...You two are girls right?"
>"Of course we are." Both dragons say in unison.
”Cool.”
>”Cool?” Lime green starts. “You know there’s no girls allowed in his secret club, right?”
>You let go of Cookie’s muzzle again to adjust the police cap on your head.
>“No cute girls allowed in a club? Why, that’s Criminal! We need to do something about this,” you say, doing a piss poor imitation of a cop. “I’m going to scold them and give them stupid life advice.”
>”What in Tartarus is wrong with you,” Lime green dragon asks fighting off a smirk.
>”Funny,” the other growls, despite not laughing. ”I was wondering the same thing.”
>You tap your chin in mock thought.
”...Nothing comes to mind. I’m the whole package,” you jest with a wink.

Another update before sleep. If there's any mistakes I'll fix it in the bin later.

>>30082684
looking forward to more

>>30082684
>Be Anon.
>Is that horse dead?
>You bring your ear to its chest to get a face full of hoof
>It was like getting hit with an empty soda bottle.
>But you know he isn't dead.
>"Oh Celestia please don't eat me!"
>You kinda wish he was now.
"I'm not gonna eat yah you green fool. Your kind doesn't taste good anyhow."
>It's a lie but a comforting one.
>"Y-you're not? Wait, how do you know what we taste like?"
"I'm in here for a reason."
>You sigh and shake your head when he tears up.
>You decide not to press the matter for now.
"I was told it's dinner time, did the guard bring any food?"
>"I-I think I w-was supposed to be your m-m-meal."
>This angers the Anon.
>You go to the door and give it a good sharp knock.
"Hey, I'm hungry, can you bring me something I can actually eat?"
>(Eat the small one)
>No I won't be doing that.
>"I have orders to not open the door until tomorrow"
>Fucking horses.
>Roll for intimidation
"Hey, go ask one of the caravan horses what happened when you all tried to contain me in a flimsy metal cage."
>"I-uh, what?"
"I cracked it like an egg."
>"Don't be stupid."
>Critical failure.
>The time for action is now.
>You take a step back and attempt to kick down the door.
>It doesn't break by any means but the metal dents enough that it can be seen from the other side.
>You assume.
>"Hey, keep that up and I'll get Blackwing. He hates having meals interrupted and this would be the second time today!"
>Before you can respond, the door behind you opens up.
>Your favorite pony is here!
>With two plates of food!
>She says, "Anon, don't antagonize the guard, they still think you are a pony eater remember?"
>The green one pipes up. "P-Pony eater?"
>She looks at him and gives a sigh before setting two trays of food down on the desk.
>Isthatmeat.gif
"Is that meat?"
>She nods. "Fish is better than nothing."
>Without another word you tuck in."

>>30083377
Noice, can really tell your posts are picking up in quality since the start of this.

>>30083386
It's good to hear that!

>>30083377
Nice

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Rat Fampai noticed me!

T-thanks

>>30084844
checked

bump from 9

Let's put some discussion so we don't have killing bumps
What stories are you currently reading?
What do you expect from them?
What do you like of the stories you are currently reading?

>>30088310
reading nothing atm
I'm still sick so I can't work on green for the thread
stay alive dammit while I recover

I've been reading
Flight of the nightingale
Good shit senpai

>>30088310
Mostly been reading the horror thread and this one.
I love that kinda stuff

It's also mother's day/my sister's bday so I won't be updating the story until later tonight.

>>30088310
>What are you currently reading?
Horror thread. Considering picking up this thread again, but I haven't been here since May 2015 and don't recognize much.
>What do you expect from them?
Nothing. Horror thread is comfy as fuck though, and I've gotten good music, game and story recs out of it.
>What do you like of the stories you're currently reading?
They feel pretty fresh. It's not often we get new concepts in the world of horse words.

>>30091372
What horror thread?

>>30091387
>>29957285

>>30091387
This one >>29957285

>>30091395
>>30091393
thank you kindly.

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I'm sorry about not writing that much even when we're finally alive, I just can't get the time to write sometimes because of work and IRL stuff
Here's the beginning of chapter 10, aka what I wrote last thread
https://pastebin.com/22n1g2uZ
I'll try my best to write after working tomorrow, at least 1k

>>30078584
>Last thread archived and no one else was making one

That's a sign that your dead general should stay dead.

>>30092040
It's actually because every one who would make one was asleep but good attempt m8

>>30092040
Thanks for the comment anon, but worry not, we have plenty of Anons that want this thread up and up it will be!
Good attempt tho.

>>30092040
Fag.

so what are some good behaviors that result in getting an extra pudding cup?

>>30092281
A lot of pones are more than willing to give theirs up, if you ask nice enough. Just a matter of knowing how 'nice' you gotta be.

>>30083377
>Be Anon
>Dinner was pretty good.
>Some sort of tuna paste that you spread on a variety of breads.
>A griffon delicacy according to Unity.
>Graves had some of the paste but mostly just ate the breads.
>It took him a bit but he warmed up to you
>The three of you are playing marenopoly and you are winning.
>Really hard.
>You own half the board and you are buying their properties for exorbitant fees.
>It keeps them afloat for now.
>Not much longer though.
>After a particularly unlucky roll, Graves ended up on pony place and you bled him for the rest of his money right there, signaling the end of the game.
>They don't even count, your victory is as apparent as their matching tramp stamps.
>You know they are called cutie marks now but that's not nearly as funny to you.
>After the game is packed up, Unity leaves through where she came.

>You and Graves look at the bed in the corner.
>He looks to you and says "It seems we are expected to share a bed."
"Seems so."
>No homo.
>You climb into the bed and place a few of the many pillows between you and the other half.
>He hops up, circles three times and lays down.
>"Night Anon."
"Goodnight Graves."
>You hear a faint chuckle.
>You thought Graves sounds better than Grave Mistake and he agreed so that's what you call him now.
>You made some friends and that makes you happy.
>Well, happier than you were this this morning.
>That's the last thought going through you head when you pass out.

>>30092377
sweet some more

>>30092377
>Be Bronze Bastion.
>You are doing paperwork.
>The warden decided to kill two birds with one stone and feed the monster with a death row inmate.
>You have to sign proof of death.
>You hope he enjoys his meal.
>Killing a pony is one thing but necromancy?
>Fucking punk.
>THUD.
>You peel the stamp off the piece of paper.
>Grave mistake is officially deceased.
>One less sick fuck in the world.
>You stick it into an envelope and send it off to the royal records via express courier.
>Those eggheads like to be as accurate as possible and all government facilities are to make that happen to the best of their abilities.
>You look out the window and take a moment to enjoy Luna's work.
>Damn beautiful.
>You give a yawn and head to your bed.
>The captain has to always be on site barring extenuating circumstance or vacation.
>You need one of those.
>You are out before your head hits the pillow.

>>30092404
It was a grave mistake trusting anon not to use him as a pillow lol

>>30092404
>Be Anon.
>You wake up in a massive forest.
>Whatthefuck.png
>You take a moment to gain your bearings.
>It isn't familiar so you must be deeper into the forest than you usually go.
>You don't have any camping supplies so it was supposed to be a short trip.
>You don't have a headache and you don't feel drunk.
>Fucking Tristan.
>That damned bastard probably dared you to go out here after a blunt or two.
>He was a prick like that.
>You look for a path and find none.
>Piss.
>You look up to the sky but you freeze when you hear a heavy thud and the snapping of branches.
>You look towards the noise and see something strange.
>Bigfoot?
>A twelve foot tall bipedal creature about fifty yards away.
>A gust of wind hits your back and the creature sniffs the air.
>Time to flee.
>You scan the ground and map out a path.
>The moon is about half full at the moment so it's a little hard to see.
>You break out into a jog.
>Fast enough to get away before it locates you but slow enough that you can plan a few steps ahead.
>As you are running, you see a black shape in the corner of your eye.
>Your foot gets snagged on a root that you are sure wasn't there before and you eat dirt.

>>30078584
>Appul is used to prison

>>30092699
Are there any prisons stories about the main pones and anon both being in the slammer?

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>>30079299
>it then folds the corner of the page.
>folding the corner
>fucking up the paper

This pisses me off

I want to boop my cellmate into submission and make them my cuddlebuddy.

>>30092500
>Be Anon.
>Be face down in the dirt.
>Your foot is caught on a root and you can hear the creature sniffing around.
>It smells like death.
>It smells like an abandoned meatpacking plant after a long sunny day.
>You try not to gag.
>You aren't sure how good it's hearing is after all.
>You slowly get up on your knees and try to see how bad the tangle is.
>It's pretty bad.
>You somehow managed to get your foot wedge between three roots that are coiled together.
>You try to pull them apart to no avail.
>From what you can assess, you are downwind from the creature.
>It's getting closer though.
>You take a moment to calm yourself down and regulate your breathing so that it's more quiet.
>You also gently stir up the dirt and rub some into your clothes to mask your scent as much as you can.
>Around you are a few rocks and some bushes.
>You spot a stick near you and a plan begins to form.
>You pick up one of the smaller rocks and whip it as best you can to draw the thing away from you.
>You listen as the rock strikes a tree and the creature lumbers away.
>You grab the stick and wedge it between your leg and the top root.
>Grabbing both ends of the stick, you pull it upwards.
>Gently at first but slowly stronger.
>You head the creatures footsteps approach.
>It is walking in your direction.
>Shit shit shit shit shit.
>You pull perhaps harder than you should have.
>The root gives way just enough for you to pull your foot free.
>You grab another rock and toss it a little ways, just to give yourself some breathing room while you escape.
>You hear the rock hit a tree but you can't hear the footsteps.
>Just sniffing.
>You creep away slowly.
>Very, very, slowly.
>You notice the moon peering through the trees.
>You head in that direction, hoping with all your might that there is something there.
>Anything.
>You hear the foot steps again.
>They are approaching very quickly.
>You decide that the time for stealth is over and book it towards the clearing.

>>30093432
>Be hungry.
>Little thing smell good.
>You want eat thing.
>Good smelling hard to catch.
>Very sneaky.
>You smart though.
>You only fall for rock once.
>Smartest hunter.
>That why you the biggest.
>Eat lots.
>Tree no match for you.
>Run right past.
>Dumb trees.
>You see good smell.
>It close edge of world.
>must catch before escape.

>>30093461
>You are scared shitless.
>You are also Anon.
>Same difference.
>Past the trees are a large field.
>This is your only hope for survival.
>It just is, you know it.
>Can't explain better than that.
>You break past the trees and the creature swipes at you.
>You feel it's claws tear up your back.
>Not a whole lot thankfully, but you will need to bandage it as soon as you can.
>You run a few hundred yards and look back.
>It stopped?
>The thing is standing at the edge of the trees.
>Just watching.
>It looks angry.
>It lets out a deafening scream.

>You wake up.
>You're super sweaty and your back hurts but you are in your bed.
>You never though you would be happy to see the inside of a prison cell.
>It's a nice cell though.
>The clock on your desk says 5:37
>Graves has wrapped himself in all the blankets.
>Cute.
>In a pet sort of way.
>Time to wait for breakfast.
>You pick up a daring do book and begin reading.

>>30093493
That soft pone needs some pets

>>30093493
I was almost sure he was going to fall off a cliff.

>>30092040
Arent you the same faggot who keeps bumping off RGRE at 2 in the morning then making a new thread with broken links and complain that "RGRE is dead" the next day?

>>30093493
Give the cute poner a few pets, Anon.
[s]He NEEDS them [/s] [s]Gravely[/s]

>>30094428
Brb killing myself
(Phones are shit for posting)

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best warden

So I think I ate some bad Chinese last night and my gut is playing up. Can't guarantee any updates today.

>>30095032
>he doesn't write fanfiction on a laptop while his asshole is drying out on the shitter
Step it up, fampai.

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>>30095032
>there are people here who don't know how to cook
Stop eating trash that not even starving rats would touch and start cooking yourself proper meals.

>>30095032
Man, down.

>>30095591
This. It saves money and time as well. At my laziest I'll make a bangin' Irish stew. It takes like 3-4 hours to make, but past the first 20 minutes of cutting and tossing shit into a pot, you only need to stir occasionally. Cleanup is only one pot and one ladle as well.

>>30095591
>>30095621
All he said was that he ate some bad Chinese last night. I'm not sure you can make the inference that he doesn't know how to cook. Maybe he was hurried, or traveling, or on a date, or any number of different things and so he bought Chinese because he was busy or not at home. Give a man the benefit of the doubt.

>>30095591
All I know how to do is make sandwiches.

>no die

>>30095665
Learn 2 cook. I went to school to be a chef, and I impress my friends with good meals.

>>30095665
All i know how to do are mistakes

>>30095591
It was my sister's birthday so we all went to a Chinese buffet.
I can cook just fine.

Plus, since I'm fine after sleeping I think it was indigestion.

>>30096850
I feel u anon

>>30093493
Oh man I can't wait until they realize death row pony is still alive because anons not entirely a monster.

Maybe they'll just send him more ponies and he'll have a little community in his room.

>>30093493
>You are Bronze bastion.
>You are in the viewing room of solitary and you are speechless.
>Not only is the necromancer not dead.
>The monkey is reading to him.
>This is bad.
>You already pronounced him dead.
>If this gets out, you could lose your job.
>Lying on a government form is bad.
>Lying to the Royal Records is a class D felony.
>You wouldn't survive in prison.
>It doesn't matter, you won't let it get out.
>You head towards the door, but before opening it you check your belly for the knife you keep under your guard uniform.

>>30098680
sweet been dieing for green

My turn.

>You are Grace Manewitz
>Part secretary and part provider of lovely special services to the local community of Manehattan. Also a fan of the feathers and pillows.
>Your service is kind of private.
>Well… it was, but you still hold the “private” word in it.
>It all started one day with the assistant of Miss Polomare.
>One day the poor girl couldn’t lift a single hoof for her work! It was so sad and you felt bad for her.
>You were always holding to yourself the urge of jumping and lend a helping hoof. You were just a secretary and… your boss would get angry if you missed even for a single minute your job.
>So you called her over that day and proposed her something to undo her stress for all the hard work. Your idea had a bed, some clothes, and pillows in mind.
>Miss Pommel… at the start didn’t want to cooperate with you; she said that Miss Polomare needed her support almost 24/7!
>That’s so messed up, you thought.
>So what you did next was…

-Some months ago-
“Come on Miss Pommel, just once and you’ll feel good! I want to help you; Miss Polomare seems like a… tough boss. We both know how a boss here in Manehattan can be strict, so that’s why I had decided I would help you relax! Come on, just for once! What do you say?”
>You say insisting to Miss Pommel in an attempt to help her, she wasn’t looking very confident herself.
>”I… appreciate that you care about how I’m… handling my boss and work right now… but I don’t have time to relax! Maybe if she decides to give me a free day… then I can accept whatever you say it’ll help me relax. But now…” She looked at all the fabric she had on her back. “As you can see… I’m pretty busy.” She took an exhausted sigh. “Like always…”
“But-“ You say but Miss Pommel didn’t hear as she went back to work, leaving you alone with your own duties.
>You remove your glasses and place your left hoof near your eyes, scratching them and massaging your temples.

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>>30098758

>You put back your glasses and continue working as you didn’t have that conversation with Miss Pommel.
>It was a shame she didn’t accept something you were willing to do for free. Something you knew she would like, something new to experience with… but her boss was… the bossy kind of boss.
>Busy bossy boss.
>You had two choices; wait for her to be free or… interfere in her job.
>One or another way, you wouldn’t like what the consequences would be.
>You knew Miss Polomare was busy with an oncoming event and you certainly didn’t want to interfere, but maybe… maybe you could.
>And so you did.
>Next morning you had a note from the Fashion Week competition.
>Of course, it was a fake note along with a fake signature from the pony managing the event, but knowing this pony's ego…
>”Ah! Wasn't the event next week? Was it next month? These are good news! Mmkay.”
>…she would fall for the bait.
>”Now I can plan more dresses that sure will be better than my poorly competence, hehe… mmkay.” She said with her ultra ego, waving her hoof on the air.
>Oh please stop that, just go away and give Miss Pommel her free day already…
“Maybe you and your assistant could take a free day for this, don’t you think? Ponies need often a break so they get more energy for what’s coming next.”
>But Miss Polomare was in disagree with you, her face already showing disagreement from your point of view.
>”Plu-ease sweetie, you don’t know how’s this fashion business… you’re just like any secretary. You do your job, get yourself a break if you want it, but we don’t take breaks, mmkay.”
>Oh pony feathers! This pony is for real!?
>You can’t stop here, she is going to discover that the note is fake and she is going to be mad over at you!
>Think, think, think!
>…
>You thought of something that could work. Well, it worked in your mind, maybe it would work with her…

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>>30098769

>Ouh… here goes nothing.
“What if you… I don’t know; design some clothes for ponies on their spare time?” You go back at your typewriter and you do as if you were writing. “I’m not a fashion mare, I know that I’m just a secretary. But ponies sure could use comfortable clothes for their spare time, don’t you think? Just think about it and get in the mind of those who use their spare time by…”
>It takes some seconds for her little brain to get the answer, but in some seconds Suri replies by saying:
>”Having spare time… how couldn’t I think about that?” She looked at you. “Well, I’ll give you that one; maybe my assistant or I can get a good and comfortable design… in one day!”
>You were internally saying “Yes!” Miss Pommel would definitely go with you and you would help her relax!
>Now you just needed her to be here and…
>What if… she doesn’t come?
>You need a plan B.
>”What are you writing?”
>Oh birds! You were writing randomly at your typewriter. You stop and pick up the page
>EAabyssSTanonERgoesandEGduelGniggzigers- was what you just wrote.
>You just throw the page into the trash can.
“N-Nothing! Just a draft of what I’m going to write later! Hehe! Heh!”
>You smile as wide as you can as some sweat comes by your forehead.
>She seemed suspicious for some seconds but shrugged and ignored it.
“Oh right, before you go… do you know where Miss Pommel lives?”
>”And why do you want to know that?”
“Can’t tell you why. I just need to know her direction, that’s all. You know it or not?”
>You just say direct so you don’t waste time in an excuse to say to this mare.
>”Mmkay…”

>And after all of that? You finally got what you wanted to do. Miss Pommel accepted as she didn’t have anything else to do. You swear she wanted to work more and what Suri said about the spare time was a test for her.
>Poor girl, you hope this treatment you are willing to make relax her.

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>>30098776

>You invited her that day to your apartment.
>Of course, you had to be prepared by bringing the necessary. Pillows, flowers, perfume and exotic lingerie between other not so important stuff.
>You had to wear a hat and sunglasses to buy the lingerie… how silly of you entering a store with sunglasses…
>Good thing the socks fit you perfectly… you didn’t have time to measure them as you really didn’t want to stay too long in that… store.
>Neither other ponies did. Even the cashier was with that look on her face that said: “Oh please Celestia, let me go home already, this place is too hot for me” or something like that.
>Your belly highlight with these black socks…
>Ugh! Why everything black has to be so lewd!
>Time passed and soon it was night, Miss Pommel soon would be at the door knocking it.
>You had everything prepared, even the room smelled like a valley of roses!
>You hear knocks and you know it’s her.
>"H-Hello? Is anypony home?" You hear the voice of Miss Pommel at the door, confused as nopony opened the door to the house.
“Come in, door’s open!” You yell from your room.
>Some seconds pass, but finally, Miss Pommel decides to open the door.
>”Ummm… Miss Manewitz? W-Where are you?”
>You don’t say anything and hold a seductive pose on your bed.
>You left petals from the main door leading to your room. No one would miss something like that and of course, they would follow the road.
>She slowly opens the door and you hold your pose with a sly smile.
>She peeks her muzzle first, slowly entering your bedroom.
>”What is all of this-“ For a moment she stands without any word looking at you, she blushes and her legs looked like they would melt in any minute. “M-M-Miss Manewitz?! W-Why I mean w-what I mean w-why are you like that?”
>You giggle slightly at the confused mare.
“I told you I would help you relax, didn’t I?”
>”I… I…”

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>>30098783

“Are you rejecting my help?” You say with a sad tone. “I just wanted to help you…”
>You were sure a lot of things were going on inside Miss Pommel’s mind.
“At least take a seat dear, don’t worry, I won’t bite.”
>Only if she asks you of course.
>”Emm… Umm… Ouuhkay…”
>She sits like a foal that was being grounded on the edge of the bed.
>You walk near your window.
>”M-Miss Manewitz! P-Ponies will see you… your…”
“What? Naked body? Hehe… we don’t usually use clothes, silly! Although I have to say I look quite irresistible, don’t you think?” You wave your butt as the light of the streets hit your barely "naked" body.
>Miss Pommel for a moment was biting her lower lip along with a tiny blush on her face. She nodded a little but remained shy.
>”Well… socks are…”
“Lewd?” You directly say. Is not like you didn’t buy these socks this day for this occasion, right?
>Wait, you did!
>You walk and sit near Miss Pommel, she was blushing the more you came closer to her.
>You stare at her with bedroom eyes and slowly say in a slow yet romantic tone.
"Do I embarrass you?"
>She couldn't hold it anymore and started talking.
>”P-Please.” She pleas.
>You look with a charming glance at your shy guest and before she starts trying to reject your help, you use your hooves and grab her head slightly, slowly moving it on your lap.
>At first, she got startled.
>But slowly, she was accepting it, but she had a hard time adjusting to it.
>You slowly start to pet her mane. She had a silky mane… it was like touching fabric…
>You look deep into her eyes and give her a tiny smile along with your usual bedroom eyes.
>She closed her eyes for a moment but quickly opened it, starting to blush a lot as if something was wrong.
>You didn't let her get up yet though.

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>>30098788

“Dear, can I call you Coco?” You ask as you continue caressing her mane.
>”Y-Yes…” She shyly answers.
“You love your job?”
>”Yes…”
“You love this treatment?”
>This time she doesn’t respond, but instead slightly nods after some seconds.
>You stop your petting before Coco starts sleeping on your lap. You wouldn’t mind but you have something more special for her.
>You slowly move and leave Coco’s head on the spot you were sitting.
“This is just the starting.” You say while giving her a boop on the muzzle. She, of course, blushes a lot. “Did somepony tell you that your cheeks look adorable while blushing? Teehee.”
>Do you feel dirty? Quite a lot. Are you helping a pony who needs a good time? Yes, you are.
>You start moving the sheets of your bed and reveal your two medium but comfortable pillows.
>They are very special because inside there are not regular chicken feathers, nope, inside there are feathers from good quality! From a pony with the talent to sleep so well, his feathers somehow are godly!
>Anyway, they are /two/ hundred percent to left you with a pleasant experience, enough for little Coco for today!
>You call her over you and she slowly approaches.
“You aren’t going to need that in bed, aren’t you?” You point to his little bow she was using around her neck; she placed her hooves around it, slowly taking it off. “Here, let me help you”
>You come near her and help her remove her bow, being carefully and you place it on a desk in your bedroom.
>Coco was so nervous that she didn’t know yet if she had to smile or not. You slowly remove your glasses from your face but Coco shakes her head looking at you. For some reason, you know she wants you to have the glasses in bed.
>Atta girl…
“I know that we don’t know much of each other…”
>You grab her by her sides and you fall to your pillow along with her.
>Pomf

>>30098799

>"W-Wah!" She yelps, almost with the tone of a filly as she landed at your side on the bed.
“…But maybe we can know a little from each other tonight?”
>Coco’s eyes were wide for a moment from the sudden grab, yet when she felt the pillow, her eyes started to close little by little, entering into bliss, even giving a little sigh of happiness you appreciated.
>Good your guest is as comfortable as you right now.
>You take advantage of how relaxed Coco looked and started doing your magic. Your left hoof started to adventure over her body. With her neck you used your two hooves for a moment to carefully stimulate it a bit; Coco was already giving satisfaction sighs and giggles.
>You moved to her belly and the moment you do, Coco yelps from the contact.
>”M-Miss Manewitz… please…”
“Stop?” You don’t even stop after saying that, you continue your labor. “Don’t be so formal, call me by my name, Grace is just fine.” You continue exploring her belly, her fur was so smooth that you were almost envious about it.
>Wonder if she uses some special shampoo? Hnn... you need to ask about this later. Maybe take a bath together!
>”G-Grace… please…”
>She was whimpering at this point as your hoof started to navigate in unknown new lands.
“Yes?”
>Your hoof travels to north now, slowly going to her neck and hesitant on her muzzle. After some sighs from her part, she finally finishes her sentence.
>”D-Don’t stop, please...”
>You smile and your hoof quickly goes to her nose, making contact with it again.
“Boop”
>”A-Ah~”
>The entire night went quickly as you two continued snuggling, cuddling and even you gave her a back massage with your muzzle, secretly kissing her a bit there without her knowing.
>Your job was done and Coco looked so positive as she cuddled with you that night.
>You pet her ears once more before you talk.
>It was time to tell… the true about today.
“Before you sleep… Coco… you need to know something”

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>>30098807

>”What is it?”
>You take a gulp, this was way harder to say than what you thought
>Okay, relax Grace… you got this. If Coco doesn’t like what you did… well, you just have to accept it.
“That… note from the Fashion Week Miss Polomare told you before? It was fake…” You say in shame. “I wrote that note so you could get a free day and… you know, have fun with me...” You weren’t looking at Coco, but you were evading her glance, all in shame of what you did for her.
>You knew it was wrong and there would be consequences.
>Consequences you were going to take.
>”Miss Manewitz…”
>She is indeed mad over at you…
>You deserve a punishment…
>You were waiting for Coco to leave or give you a speech on how angry she was for you lying.
>…But it never happened. Coco Pommel embraced you in a hug, a warm hug that you swear it lasted forever.
>”I thank you for wanting to help me; I didn’t know you were trying to do this. And… as scared as I was at the beginning, I have to say… this was… lewd.” She then grins at you; it was surely a bright smile. “But it was fun, relaxing and something I’m sure I would like to experience again…”
>You smile back, trying to return the smile but you couldn’t smile as she was smiling at you right now.
>She looked like a new Coco, a brand-new pony ready to take over the fashion world!
>You hoped she would one day.
“You can always tell her you discover by yourself that the Fashion Week is indeed next week, maybe she’ll give you points for that.” You stare in her eyes for some seconds, her smile not leaving her face. “Mmkay?” You say to break the silence.
>You two giggle and laugh together.
>It was a lovely night…
>You get the sheets of the bed and cover both your bodies, your left hoof resting near her belly and her hoof resting on your shoulder.
“And remember, this is our tiny secret…”

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>>30098813

>”Mmmhmmm…”
>You two cuddle for the rest of the night until you two fall asleep together.

>And the next week? Coco Pommel was free from the chains of Miss Polomare! Well… maybe she decided to quit, but the important thing is, when you finished working one glorious afternoon without many papers to write, Coco was near the road you take to your apartment, along her side was a white pony with a stylish purple mane.
>You knew who this mare was, she was the dramatic pony from weeks ago who won the competition against Miss Polomare and another background ponies. Maybe Coco is working for her now? You wouldn’t blame her; her previous boss was a total bully.
>It surprised you that she called your attention for some reason. Yes, she wanted to say hi, she’s your friend, but… why near your apartment?
>”Good afternoon Miss Manewitz.” Coco called you almost blushing; her friend was looking at you with those marvelous eyes.
>You greet her back with a hug and you almost went for the kiss on the cheek… you need to hold your needs.
>Your lewd needs.
“Oh Coco, you know you don’t need to call me Miss, even when I’m not working, is not problem at all!” You took a pause and looked at the white marshmallow pony standing at her side. “Friend of yours?” You ask your friend.
>”Yup! I think you remember seeing her some time ago.”
>You nod.
“Yeah, I don’t recall your name though. A pleasure to meet you, my name is Grace Manewitz.”
>You lend a hoof as a sign of courtesy and the mare accepts it.
>“My name is Rarity, the pleasure is mine, my dear.”
>So….
>You look at Coco, waiting for an answer. She doesn’t say anything… well, she seems to be still shy…
“Are you showing her around? You two look like both were waiting for somepony, heh…”
>Rarity nods and was the first to talk “Indeed, we were waiting for you! Coco told me you were as amazing as a Spa! I just couldn’t hold myself and I wanted to see it by my eyes!”

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>>30098821

>...Wait what?
“Uuuuhhhh…..”
>Yup, as you heard, Coco revealed the secret. Why? You didn’t know.
>The next day you woke up in your bed with two beauties at your side, the three of you wearing lingerie.
>By lingerie you, of course, mean socks, but this mare... she was lewder to have underwear too! Even designed by herself!
>This mare was indeed, lewder than you.
>And she spread the secret as a “service” to their friends; one thing went to another and… your service was now a known thing by adult ponies…
>You lost count of how many ponies in Manehattan you slept with.
>Mares and stallions from a reasonable age always looked for your services.
>At the beginning you were doing it for free, because it was just fun to do.
>Sleeping with ponies for cuddling was like a dream come true.
>But then as many ponies started to go to your service, your schedule was full each day… each night…
>So you had to start putting a price. First, all you asked for was just for the money to buy the flowers and perfume, but clients always left you with a tip after they went happily and glad about your service.
>Soon you were getting more money that what you earn by your regular job.
>You were a secretary in the day.
>And a provider of cuddles in the night.
>Sadly, all happy things don’t last forever…

-One night at your apartment-
“So… your name is Copper? Is kind of cute. Did you get any issues? Life goals? Family problems? Anything?” You asked the mare who entered your bedroom
>”Not much… just one…”
>One problem? Well, most ponies had at least one. Or nothing at all as they only wanted to cuddle with you.
“Wanna talk about it, deary? Come close to the bed, I don’t bite… hehe!”
>Unless she asks. Which… you hope she doesn’t, there were a lot of clients who were into that kind of stuff.
>She slowly approached your bed, she looked very seductive, more than you…
>”Can you turn around?”

>>30098828

>Well…
“Usually, that’s what I say, but the customer is always right.” You turned around and waited for her to do whatever she wanted, maybe she wanted to give you a back massage? Oh yes… “I’m waiting, deary~,” You say with a romantic tone.
>But all you felt was your hooves getting on one side and the sound of cuffs.
>Oh baby… she is into /that/ kind of stuff. If you were a Pegasus, your wings would be erected!
>Oh wait your tail was already erected.
>”Grace Manewitz, you’re under arrest for selling illegal services in Manehattan, everything you say can and will be used against you!”
>Foreplay, are we? Unf.
“Oh cop, please take me over justice. For I, I’m a dirty mare! I just enjoy when my clients call me by cute names or they stay most of the night with me! I’m just a tempting… a tempting… dirty mare.” You take a dramatic pause. “Alas, even some clients who are well looking I give them a freebie! I don’t even need the money!”
>Whoa, you should work at a theater. Why isn’t your talent a dramatic mask?
>”So you do it sometimes for free, uh? Now that will be interesting for the judge…”
>Seriously, she is into her role so well it’s starting to scare you.
“Okay, roleplay is over. Can we get back at the cuddles? Mama needs her food. “You seductively lick your lips looking at Copper, for a moment she blushes but looks away.
>”S-Stop it already or I’m calling backup!”
>Ohoho… you wouldn’t mind more than one pony. With Miss Rarity was fun, but you had more than two ponies before! Hope you get a gryphon!
>You heard dragons had cuddly warm bellies, mmnn.
“I don’t mind! More fun for me!”
>She was starting to get angry and was moving you away from your bed.
>”I swear if I was a unicorn I would have already zapped you… come on! Move!”
>But as your heat got down, you realized something.

>>30098832

“Wait, you’re a real cop!?”
>”I’M CHARGING YOU WITH CIDER IF YOU DON’T MOVE!”
“I AM BEING ARRESTED!?”

>How would you know she was an undercover cop!? You didn’t! You never thought something like that would happen.
>Or… well, you never thought that this service was illegal.
>You just wanted your clients to have a good time.
>Aaaaand you had a good time too.
>The mare immediately brought you to the night court, managed by bat ponies.
>You were already guilty the first time you got there.
>It… didn’t help you offered the judge a cuddly night.
>You even offered mangoes to him, the judge didn't even flinch.
>Next day you were walking in the prison of Manehattan, along with the warden of the place who was giving you your cell.
>This will be bad for your record… you won’t get that secretary job again…
>”And this is your cell and your roommate is that one in the corner who is talking with that brick. Have fun you two!”
>You had various questions about the creature who was your roommate, but when you wanted to ask the warden about him, she left.
>And now you were alone with that inmate…
>The creature rose from the floor and looked at you. HE IS SO BIG! How… scary!
>”Heyo there little mare, welcome to my domains!” The creature welcomes you; his voice was… umm, how can you explain it? It sounded with much care for some reason, although he looked like he was mean for a moment, maybe he wasn’t. ”My name is fuckboi, nice to meet you!”
“F-Fuckboi?”
>What kind of name is fuckbo-
>…
>DID HE JUST-
>”Haha! Made you swear! Ah… always works.” The strange green minotaur said laughing to himself. “My name is actually Anonymous, but most of the prison calls me Anon. Hope we have fun if you know what I mean.”
>You were… astonished, such language, such a creature, such a body, such manners!
>You are no changeling but you feel his lust for cuddling already.
>What a roommate you got…

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>>30098835

“And that’s the story of how I got here, did you like it?”
>The hueman at your side nodded, smiling at you as he was using his perfect fingers to rub your ears.
>You couldn’t stop nuzzling with him; he was the perfect cuddle machine…
>Adding a minotaur to the list of creatures you cuddled!
>Well, he said he was a hueman, but... that's almost the same, right? They got fingers... which means they sure must be related!
>”Sincerely, I’m glad I got such a cute roomie for my cell. Are you planning in cuddling each night?”
“Sure!”
>If they don’t caught you in the act.
>Maybe you could try a new record in cuddles in this prison.
>Oh well, let's see where this leads to!

_
And that's it for this one shot!
Have fun with the pastebin
https://pastebin.com/tjAUkeFQ

>>30098680
>Your knife is exactly where you always keep it.
>Technically you shouldn't have it but safety is key in this place.
>You trot through the door and make your presence known.
"Well color me surprised. The monkey has a heart after all."
>It doesn't seem that impressed with you.
>Mister Mistake speaks up.
>"Anon isn't as bad as you all seem to think he is."
"Evidently."
>You look back to the monkey.
"The Nurse will be along in a couple hours."
>You casually trot around the two, putting Mistake between you and the monkey.
>You would rather not do this but sometimes bad things need to be done for the greater good.
>You got yourself into this mess after all.
>You can do this, you were trained by the royal guard to do this kind of thing if need be.
>You unsheathe your four inch knife and slash at Grave's throat.

>>30098769
>Ponies need often a break
you need to flip need and often around....don't know how you missed that.

>>30098976
Poor graves

>>30098976
>You are Anon.
>This pony just tried to kill Graves.
>You managed to throw your hand into the way of the blade but it cut pretty deep.
>You wrench the knife out of the Guards grip and stand to your full six foot height.
>The thing comes up to the middle of your thigh.
>You could easily kill him here but that would look pretty bad.
>You stab the knife into the ceiling as hard as you can and it slide in up to the hilt.
>Must be plaster, not cement.
>You squat down so you can look this pony face to face.
"Get out. Now."
>You practically growl out the last word and he seems all too happy to oblige.
>You watch him leave and as soon as the secondary door closes you sit back down.
>Graves looks more pale than usual.
>"D-did he just try to k-k-kill me?"
>You nod.
>He seems upset.
>You don't blame him.
>You're upset too.
"Don't worry, you're safe with me."
>He still looks upset.
>You pat your lap and he hops up in it with little hesitation.
>The time to think is now.
>You scratch behind his ears while you think.

>>30099014
Hopefully not the hand with blood

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>>30099003
You think sleeping for 2 hours and suddenly woke up and start writing was a bad idea?

>>30098769
>But Miss Polomare was in disagree
disagreement*
>and she is going to be mad over at you!
why do you have over in the sentence? It doesn't need to be there.
>>30098776
>You go back at your typewriter and you do as if you were writing.
this isn't a sentence, its gibberish. at* is not the right word, its to*, and I have no fucking idea what the rest of that mess is supposed to mean.
>Poor girl, you hope this treatment you are willing to make relax her.
read the end of this again, then tell me if it makes any sense. You either missed several words to make any meaningful context or spliced two sentences together without editing it properly.
>>30098783
>by bringing the necessary.
necessities*
>Neither other ponies did.
miss placed a word here too, its Neither did, flip the words to the correct space so its coherent.
>Even the cashier was with that look on her face
replace was with has* and remove with. How the hell did you make so many mistakes? I swear the last time I read through your works there was not THIS many, speaking of which this looks familiar, didn't you post this story somewhere else before?
>be at the door knocking it.
on* it.
I am gonna drop reading the rest of this, as I would just get distracted by the content, but by god man, go through this again before you post.

>>30099063
Read this>>30099075
Delete, sleep, then try again.

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And when I thought my grammar wouldn't get worst
How much I hate being a mexican and not an american
This just crushes my hopes into finishing the main story

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>>30099155
>wouldn't get worst
It's "worse" not "worst".

>>30099155
Aw c'mon man. It's not that bad. The errors are rather minor, comparatively, and the content is exciting. Do you have someone that can help you proofread and edit it before you post?

>>30095591
/ck/ fuck off

>>30099014
I need moar
It's just too good

>>30099155
BUILD

>>30073445
>You are Anonymous
>And this nurse is great
>She bring you some pudding to cheer you up, and inadvertently advised you on how you're going to deal with Discord
>Dude's clearly setting you up for betrayal
>So you'll betray him first!
>Kinda
>You're just going to send a letter to Celestia
>Discord already told you he was going to speak to Luna, supposedly on your behalf
>You're not sure whether he's going to secretly rat you out, or blow her expectations of you way out of proportion, or what, but you're going to need royal help to deal with what he's trying to get you to do
>Which leaves Luna's older, hornier sister
>You're banking on her still being crazy about you, but you're pretty sure she still is judging from Discord's taunting
>Even if she isn't, she still thinks you're a god, so...
>You press the parchment against your leg, dip the quill, and start writing
>...
>This is kinda difficult...
>The first lines of your letter are ugly as hell
>Well, the piece of parchment's pretty big, so maybe you can just rip it off
>After some repeated folds, a lick, and careful tearing, you have a blank slate
>Restart writing.exe
>Better this time
>As you labor over your letter, you feel the nurse staring at you
>You look over at Caring, only for her to avert her eyes the moment you do
>You focus on your letter again
>Sure enough, you get the feeling again
"If there's something on my face, I'd like to know."
>You crack a little joke, but she just squeaks
>"N-No! I, uh, I just... What are you exactly? The Overseer just told me you were a human, but I've never heard of humans before, so..."
>Overseer
>She called Brass that earlier
>Dude's got a badass job title
"I'm not really surprised you haven't heard of us. I come from a place called Earth. It's really far away."
>She tilts her head
>If you hadn't already seen Luna do it, your heart would have melted a little
>"Why are you in Equestria if your home is so far away? Don't you miss your family?"

>>30099407
>Oof
>Right in the repressed homesickness
"Yeah, I do. But I came here for a reason, and I can't go home until I've settled it."
>"What is it?"
>You shoot Caring a grin
"Secret."
>Caring Touch used Pouty Face!
>It's somewhat effective
"I can't tell you the specifics, but someone brought me here to do something. But, when they told me what they wanted me to do... It was bad. I didn't want to do it. But, if I don't take some kind of action, something worse might happen. So like you said, I'm going to talk about it with someone and get help. That's what the letter's for."
>If Discord was telling the truth about that freaky orb, and someone bad really does already have it, the least you can do before you go home is deal with it
>You have no idea how you'll do it, but that's never stopped you before
>You'll beat the mysterious orb thief, then prevent Discord from doing whatever the fuck it is he's trying to set up, then force him to return you
>You owe Discord an ass-kicking anyway
>Doesn't matter if he's a chaos god, he's been beaten twice by six cuddly ponies
>How tough can he be?
>And although a lifetime supply of princess kisses and tight moon-stamped booty sounds absolutely amazing, you have to get home
>Your new friends will be sad, but...
>You can't just abandon your old life
>"Well Anon, I'm glad you have a friend to write to! Who is it?"
>Uh
>Should you tell her? Would she even believe you?
>...Fuck it, you've told enough lies here
>Just tell her
"It's Princess Celestia."
>Her eyes nearly bug out of her head
>"R-Really? You know the Princess?!"
"Yeah. She was interested in humans too, so she came to, uh, visit me. We're friends."
>"Wow, Anon! That's so cool!"
"Heheheh. I know Princess Luna too."
>"BOTH Princesses?! Why are you still in prison then?!"
>She covers her mouth suddenly
>"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to pry..."
"It's fine. I'm here because I did something wrong, and my sentence isn't even that long anyway."

>>30099411
>You've been working on your letter this whole time, and you think it's ready
"I'm done with my letter, Caring. Where do I take it to get sent?"
>"/You/ aren't taking anything anywhere, mister. You're on bed rest until tomorrow, remember?"
"I remember standing up perfectly earlier."
>She places a hoof on your leg
>Comfort with this situation slightly decreased
>"Anon. I know you're a red suit. I know you have to act tough. And you're very good at it. I'm sure any number of black suits have their eye on you for recruiting. But it's /okay/. I'm here for you. When you're hurt you have to rest!"
>This fucking cute nurse
>You were hoping to weasel your way out of staying here all day, but you can't refuse a cute little speech like that
>Plus, you'd probably just make Brass mad again for going off without him
>Bed rest it is
"Alright. Can you take it for me, then?"
>She beams
>"You betcha! I'll be right back!"
>She levitates your letter, rolls it up, and walks out of the office
>You just kick back and wait

>>30099418
>You're Caring Touch
>And your heart is pounding
>He's
>So
>Perfect
>He's friends with the Princesses! And is nice, and good-looking, and probably strong, and is apparently serving a short sentence!
>AND HIS FINGERS
>Uggggghhhhh
>You want them behind your ears again
>A-And maybe on your tummy too...
>200%lewd.jpg
>But you don't care how lewd it is, or how recently you met him
>You're a beautiful young mare only a few years out of nurse school!
>You'll do what you like
>And you like that hyumin
>You skip down the hall to the mail office, deposit Anon's letter, and proceed to skip back towards your little infirmary where your favorite inmate awaits
>You have an entire day with him
>An entire day to get him to touch you again!
>...
>You may need a quick shower first...
>You have your own in the infirmary, although it's also for inmates staying overnight
>Anon will have to use it too...
>You just can't keep your mind out of the gutter after meeting him!

>>30099426
>You'll definitely need a cold shower to calm yourself down before you talk to him again
>And then you're going to care for that inmate
>You're gonna care for him so hard
>You make your way back, and Anon's still there
>You half-expected him to be out of bed, just to act tough
>Not that you don't like it when he does that
>Well, you don't, but only because he's risking his health!
>Boo-boos are terrible in general
>And his are /really/ terrible
>His poor foot!
"I'm glad you stayed in bed, Anon. Let me take a quick shower, and then I'll right back with you!"
>"Alright."
>You take the quickest shower of your life
>For one, because you want as much time with Anon as possible
>For two, you came a little /too/ close to rubbing your own belly in the shower, with Anon separated from you only by a wall
>U-Ultra lewd
>Maybe when he leaves...
>You hop out, towel off, don your nurse cap, and walk back out
>Right into Anon
"A-Anon, honestly, I told you-!"
>"I know, I know. I just want to shower too. I didn't get a chance to clean off after weight lifting."
>Oh
>Oh no
>These mental images
>Thank goodness you aren't a pegasi, your wings would be diamonds
"S-Sure! Go ahead! I-I'll grab you another uniform while you're in!"
>"Thanks, Caring. You really live up to your name, huh?"
>He chuckles as he gives one of your ears a quick scratch
>This
>Sweet Celestia, you're addicted to this
>It takes all your willpower not to follow him into the shower
>Once the door closes, you check the supplies cupboard for a spare red minotaur-type uniform
>Found it!
>You set it next to the door to the shower, then move over to Anon's bed
>You magically strip the sheets and blanket, setting them aside and levitating over a new set
>There! Fresh and clean!
>You move the old sheets to the dirty laundry hamper
>He'll totally scratch your ear again for this
>And if not, then you'll just care for him more until he does!
>And maybe make sure he's single while you're at it...

>>30099430
>You're bipedal and in the shower, so you're probably Anon
>As great as the hot water feels, you try to keep it quick
>There's a little bar of soap in here that you use
>Squeaky-clean
>Stepping out and toweling off, you peek your head out the door
>Can't see Caring
"Hey Caring? Do you have that spare uniform?"
>"It's by the door!"
>So it is
>You pick it up and bring it back in
>Get dressed
>Check yourself in the mirror
>Not too shabby Anon
>You could do with a shave though
>Maybe you can get some shaving stuff in town if Warden lets you go on that trip
>Considering security is nonexistent here and you're friends with the head guard, you could smuggle it in easily
>You step back out into the infirmary
>Caring's waiting for you
>She...
>Did she change the sheets on your bed?
>Jesus
>This is a dedicated nurse
>You heave yourself up onto your bed
"So what now? Do we just hang out until tomorrow? You don't seem to get too many injured ponies in here."
>She perks up a little at that
>"Oh, we can do whatever you like! I can go grab a board game from the game room if you want, or a book from the library, or-"
>She's really pumped about making you feel at ease
>It strikes you how fucking /dedicated/ most of the ponies you've seen here have been
>Warden always seemed really cheery towards her staff and prisoners
>Brass took his duties as your chaperone seriously even after he realized you didn't really need one
>The members of the cooking and weights clubs both were really into their hobbies
>And now this nurse
>"Anon? What do you think?"
>Ah, shit
>Spaced out
"I'm fine with whatever you'd like to do, Caring."
>Smooth
>She looks excited
>"Let's play a game! Do you like checkers?"
"Yeah!"
>"I'll go get the board, then! Be right back!"
>She runs out of the office
>You feel a little bad about making her run all over the prison, but she's hell-bent on keeping you in bed
>You wait a while, and she eventually returns
>She holds the box in her little magic force-field

>>30099440
>She runs over to you, then hesitates
>"Hold on, I'll get a table-"
>Fuck that, she's run around enough already
"Nah, just hop up."
>You pat your legs
>Her eyes widen
>"O-Oh, I couldn't! You're hurt!"
"It's only my foot and chin, and even those don't really hurt unless I put pressure on them. C'mon, take a seat."
>She leaps up like a cat
>These ponies and their weird physiology, man
>She gingerly sets the box on your lap, then lowers herself down on top of your legs
>You open the box and set up the board
"What color do you want?"
>"Y-You can choose!"
>Hm
"I'll go with black, then."
>You divvy up the pieces, line them up, and the game begins
>It's been forever since you last played, but you're fairly confident
>After you've been playing a while, Caring breaks the silence
>"Do you mind if I ask you some personal questions?"
"Go for it."
>"Do you... um... have a... a..."
>Her voice gets really quiet
"A what?"
>"A uh, big family! Yeah. Big family. That's what I meant."
>Cute little word-forgetting pony
>Luna's still your girl, but it doesn't change the fact that this nurse a qt
"Not really. It's just me and my parents. What about you?"
>"I'm the same! Only child high-hoof!"
>She holds up a hoof
>You meet it with a hand, chuckling
>The hours pass just like this, with small talk and checkers
>You weren't sure how you felt about her rubbing a hoof along your leg
>But it as probably just her thinking about her next move
>By dinnertime, you were both sick of checkers
>"I'll go get some food for the both of us, and a new game!"
>She heads out, taking the box with her
>10/10 Nurse of the Year
>She comes back with two trays of food, and a box containing another game
>That force field can apparently carry a lot
>Interesting
>She sets her tray down at her desk, and levitates both the game and your food over to you
>Looks like connect four
>You devour your food, while she takes a little more time with hers
>She jumps right back onto your bed after
>"Want to make a bet?"

>>30099445
>You've always been a bit of a gambling man
"What do you have in mind?"
>"For every round I win, you have to..."
>Her face goes a little red
>"Scratch my ears."
>...
>Ooooookay
>That's a little weird
>But you'll roll with it
>You kind of just did it on reflex, since she's small and cute and all
>But she apparently likes it
>No harm, no foul you suppose
"I can do that. And for every round I win..."
>Hmm
>That pudding was pretty great earlier
"For every round I win, you'll sneak me one additional pudding a day for as many days as wins. Fair?"
>She nods eagerly
>"Fair! Y-You'll have to come get the pudding from my office though! It'd be suspicious if other ponies saw me giving it to you!"
>Makes sense
"Sounds good. Let's do this!"
>You set up the little plastic rack and grab your little colored pieces
>You honestly don't care whether you win, as both sides of this bet are a positive for you
>Win, you get pudding
>Lose, you get to scratch Caring's ears
>You think you might even let her win the first game
>You let her go first
>The pieces stack up until, sure enough, it's her win
>"Yes!!"
>She gives a little hoof pump
>You chuckle and move the game out of the way, feigning resignation
"A bet's a bet. C'mere."
>She eagerly scoots forward, the top of her head meeting your waiting hand
>"Aw yeah, right there..."
>She coos softly as you scratch
>...
>This feels kinda dirty
>Is this lewd?
>You read that book on pony physiology pretty carefully, and you don't think this is an erogenous zone
>She's sure enjoying it though...
>Whatever
>She likes it, you like it
>What's the harm?
>You continue your ministrations, moving your hand up one ear and gently rubbing it
>She's squirming around on your lap
>Her back leg's even twitching a little bit
>You continue a little longer, then decide to resume the game
"Alright, that's enough. Let's play some more."
>"B-Buh? Oh, uh, yeah, totally! Let's play more! Hope you like rubbing my ears, because I plan to keep winning~."

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>>30099452
I always enjoyed the lewd nurse in this story. She a cute.

>>30099452
Been waiting for more for awhile yes

>>30099452
Nurse a qt.

>>30099155
Well it's not like most Americans are any better than you.

boop

>>30099014
>You are Nurse Tickled Pink.
>You are scheduled to meet Anon this morning.
>Unity gave you the rundown of what to expect.
>She also told you that what happened with him was a result of multiple days without food and a lack of knowledge of this world.
>That means that he's an alien.
>You get to inspect an alien.
>Activate excitement.
>You wonder what he looks like.
>You also wonder what his hair smells like.
>You are heading over there now so you may get a chance to find out.
>'Maybe I could just ask, would that be too forward?'
>Nah, no way.
>Not forward at all.
>You approach the building and head around the back.
>A guard gives you a nod and opens the door.
>You see Anon.
>Myyou'reatallone.jpg
>He is scratching at Grave Mistake.
>Mistake is covered in blood.
>Your nurse instincts kick into overdrive.
>You burst through the door, already pulling sterilizing wipes out of your kit.
>You wipe the area down and wrap it in gauze in record time.
>You then face Anon.
"What were you doing to him!"
>You give him the best angry nurse look you can muster.

>>30100522
oh sweet and here i was going yo go to sleep like a sucker

>>30100522
>You're Anon.
>This pony just wrapped up your friends head and accused you of doing something devious.
>Now she's puffing up her cheeks and glaring at you.
>That's the cutest thing you have ever seen.
>"I said what were you doing to him!"
>Right, she asked you a question.
"Scratching him behind the ears."
>"Then why was he bleeding?"
>He was what now?
>Fuckity damn.
>You were so focused on how to deal with the rogue guard that you forgot that he cut your hand open.
>You show her your hand and she gasps.
>"Bring that down here!"
>You awkwardly bend down and offer her your hand.
>She takes a pipette and uses it to suck some of your blood from the wound.
"Why are you doing that?"
>"Can I smell your hair?"
>What the fuck?
"Sure I guess."
>Not gonna argue with the medical professional.
>She slides the pipette into a bottle and puts it into her bag.
>She places a hoof on your shoulder and pushes herself up.
>At least you don't have a finger in your ass.
>You suppose this is better than that.
>She takes a deep whiff, then hops down and begins to sterilize and bandage the cut.
>"How did you get this anyway?"
>"Bastion came in here with a knife." Graves responds in your honor.
>She looks at you in disbelief and you offer her a nod.
"I caught the blade. It was aimed for Graves here."
>She finishes wrapping up the hand and sighs.
>"You shouldn't lie to your doctor Anon."

>>30100600
Nothing creepy about hair smelling, no sir reeeeeee

>>30099452
cute as fuck

>>30100600
>you shouldnt lie to your doctor, anon.
Show her the knife you put in the cieling, anon. Get him fired and have him lose everything in court for attempted murder. Bastion wanted to destroy graves physically, destroy him mentally.

[S]Then struggle snuggle him, no one will believe him if he reports you[/S]

>>30101077
>Fucking phone
What did i do wrong? I tried lowercase last time, do i need to add spaces?

>>30101089
It doesn't like spoilering gay ideas, makes it easier for mods to ban for them.

>>30101089
Your newfag is showing. A lot.

Hit Ctrl+S to have the reply window do it for you ^:)

>>30099200
I do now, Replacement Green is gonna help me improve the grammar.

>>30099075
Yes, this story was one I posted last year, I tried to re-edit it so I could post it again and give the thread a bit of green.
I really lasted an hour editing all, and well, it was for nothing apparently.

>>30100463

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>>30103381

>>30102460
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>>30104133
Is this Bumping or autism?

>>30104180
pretty obviously bumpin'

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>>30104184
Okay, thanks.

bumpo

>>30100600
Moar poner-eater Anon when

Is this the first thread after being dead?

>>30105041
Give us time to reanimate ourselves, anon, we've been dead for quite a while.

>>30104978
My post schedule is pretty erratic right now but I am committing to five updates a day. I promise there will be content.
>>30105041
This is the second one.

Chapter 10 re-updated with better grammar, thanks to Replacement Green. https://pastebin.com/22n1g2uZ

>>30100600
>You are Grave Mistake.
>No you are Graves.
>Anon gave you that name and it sounds better.
>Anon is pretty great isn't he?
>He reads to you, gives you scratches.
>Oh yeah and he caught a knife with his claw appendage.
>That was pretty cool too.
>Not to mention he sheathed it in the cement ceiling.
>He'll keep you safe.
>That thought makes you happy.
"We aren't lying! His knife is right up there."
>You point to the hilt proudly.
>She looks up and a look of surprise dawns on her face.
>"Anon there's a knife up there."
>She's quick on the upkeep.
>You nod your head rapidly.
>"Anon could y-"
>She is interrupted by the side entrance opening.

>>30105650
>You are Unity.
>Graves is bandaged, Anon is bandaged, and there is a knife in the ceiling.
>You set breakfast down and walk through the door, interrupting Tickled.
"What exactly happened in here Anon?"
>He pauses a moment.
>"This guard, Bronze something or other came in here and tried to kill Graves. I confiscated his knife."
>That's a serious accusation.
"You understand that's a serious accusation right Anon?"
>He nods.
>Why would Bastion want to kill Graves unless...
"I'll talk to the Warden about it, until then, don't touch the knife."
>"Yes Ma'am."
>This was not how you saw your morning going.
>It could be worse you suppose.
>Bastion could have succeeded.
>You sigh.
>Then you remember breakfast.
"I'll return in a moment."

>>30105860
So is anon just really strong?

ok guys who are some of the worst criminals in the current equestrian prison system?

>>30106130
Boopists, serial cuddlers, friendship-resistant villains, high-ranking henchponies, leaders of the salt and sugar cartels.

>>30099452
>The games continue
>You've racked up more bonus puddings than you have actual days left in jail
>You're going to have to claim like three per day or something
>Caring is in a happy daze from all the attention her ears have received
>And is doing that thing where she rubs your leg while thinking about her next move again
>The hours passed quickly, and it's getting close to your preferred hour to pass out
"I think we should call it a night, Caring. I'm kinda tired."
>"Oh, okay! You certainly need your rest, after all."
>She still seems a little sad
>Is her job seriously so boring that the highlight of her day is playing connect four with you?
>...Then again, literally nobody else came in this whole time...
>She cleans up the pieces, putting everything away neatly in the box
>She sets it over on her desk
>You catch a brief glimpse of a pastel glow around the light switch before the lights go out
>You burrow down in your bed, getting nice and cozy
>Even the infirmary beds are decently comfy
>Step up your game, Earth mattress manufacturers
>...
>Wait
>She's still sitting on your legs
"Caring? Where are you going to sleep?"
>"Ah, I uh... I was thinking- I mean, since we're both comfortable- together, maybe...?"
>...
>You gotta draw the line there
>You couldn't face Luna knowing that you let another mare share a bed with you
>You've pushed your luck far enough in this world anyway
"I'm sorry Caring, but a guy and a girl sharing a bed is considered pretty intimate where I'm from, and I've got somebody. I'll have to decline."
>She hurriedly clambers off the bed
>"S-Sorry! I didn't know you were spoken for!"
"Don't worry about it. I'll see you in the morning."
>"Yeah... Goodnight, Anon. Sleep well."
"You too. Goodnight."
>You shut your eyes, content to go see your literal dream girl without another mare in your bed

>>30106404
>You've got a pretty serious heart fracture, so you must be Caring Touch
>Of course he's taken
>The good ones always are
>But...
>He didn't seem to mind scratching your ears
>Maybe he'll keep doing it?
>You can only hope
>You don't want to have to kick this addiction the day you got it...
>...
>You hope his special somepony is pretty
>She'd better be
>...what if she isn't?
>Or worse, what if she isn't good for his health?! What if she has bad habits?! She might be the reason why he's in prison!
>You have to find out!
>And if she's no good for him, then...
>You'll convince him! With these feelings!
>You won't give up!
>You didn't quit in nurse school, and you sure won't quit now!
>For him!
>Burning with newfound determination, you move over to the dirty laundry hamper
>You dig Anon's old sheets and blanket out, wrap yourself in them, and take a running leap onto the bed next to his
>You're just doing this because it's too much of a hassle to make up a new bed just for yourself!
>Yeah!
>Nurses don't have ulterior motives!
>L-Like sniffing his blankets because he smells nice!
>Only lewd ponies would do that!
>And you're totally not a lewd pony!

>>30106404
Poor little nurse mare.

>>30106411
>You're a member of the glorious bipedal master race, so you have to be Anon
>...
>Weird
>Why are you dreaming of the infirmary?
>Caring Touch is even here, too, on the bed next to yours
>...?
>Wait
>That's sunlight coming through the window!
>This is real life, African-American! It's morning!
>What happened?
>Why didn't Luna visit you?
>Was it Discord?
>He said he was going to talk to her
>The fucking snake
>There was nothing you could do to prevent it, but still
>If he told her...
>But why? What would he gain from that? That'd just turn you against him and he supposedly needs your help
>...
>Maybe you're just overthinking this?
>Even if she's a princess, she probably can't spend /every/ night in your dreams
>She's probably behind on work or something
>Let's go with that for now
>Still, you're a little sad

>>30106431
>You check the clock on the wall
>Breakfast isn't for an hour or so
>You check some cabinets until you find the spare uniforms, then take a quick shower
>Clean as a whistle
>After you get out, you just flop back onto your bed and wait
>Brass said he'd come get you, so you'll just wait here
>It'd be kind of a dick move to leave without saying bye to Caring, too
>Speaking of
>She's waking up
>She pokes her head out of a big pile of blankets, bleary-eyed
"Good morning!"
>She takes a moment to process your greeting
>"Oh! Good morning, Anon! How do you feel?"
"I feel good. My foot and chin both feel fine."
>"Are you sure?"
"Sure I'm sure."
>"Hm... Well, If you think so... You're in the weights club, right? I'd like to at least observe you during club hours, just to be certain."
"If that'll convince you, then okay."
>She climbs down from the bed, and heads for the shower
>"I'm a nurse, Anon! I have to be certain!"
>She mumbles something after that, but you can't make it out, and she shuts the door before you can question
>Probably wasn't important anyway
>You continue chilling on your bed until she comes out of the shower
>"Anonymous, I remembered something."
"What?"
>"You haven't had your physical yet, right? All new inmates require one."
"Nope. Should we schedule one?"
>"Yes! It'd be helpful to get it out of the way quickly! When are you free?"
"Anytime after lunch, pretty much."
>"Okay! I'll get you written in, here..."
>She heads over to her desk
>"Tomorrow, then?"
"That works."
>A knock at the door
>Caring responds
>"Come in!"
>In walks the big, bad head guard himself
>You crack a smile
"Hey Brass. I'm healed."
>He smiles right back
>"Somehow I knew you would be. Thank you for looking after him, Nurse Touch."
>"Of course, Overseer. It's my job. Although, as I discussed with Anon, I'd like to observe him during club activities just to make sure."
>Brass glances at you
>You nod
>"Well, I don't see a problem with that, Nurse. We'll see you there."

>>30106437
>You and Brass leave the clinic, headed for the cafeteria
>"How was your night in the infirmary? Personally, I can't stand being bedridden."
"It wasn't that bad. It was fun, actually. Caring thinks I'm pretty awesome. We talked and played board games all night."
>You also think she may have been coming on to you, but you aren't sure
>If the sisters are anything to go off of, ponies are pretty direct
>Whatever
>She knows you've got interest in someone else, so it shouldn't be an issue
>Hit the cafeteria, acquire edible substances
>You and Brass claim your usual table
"So how was your day off from following me around Brass?"
>"It was kinda nice. I'll admit I kind of missed watching all the chaos that happens with you around, but I got to check on the guards that brought you in. They're feeling better."
"That's good. They, uh... Are there any hard feelings about that, by the way?"
>"They're pretty scared of you, Anon. I wouldn't worry about any rude behavior coming from them."
>Brass leans in, shielding his mouth with a hoof
>"Between you and me, a lot of the low-level guards here are weenies."
"Yeah? How'd they even get the job?"
>"Sometimes a pony just falls on hard times. Warden takes them in just because she's a kind soul, but I'm the one who has to make them into prison guards. At first, most of them can't even stand to look at the red and black suits, much less break up a scuffle."
>Brass shakes his head
>"All my best guards handle the black suits and their gangs. I got one mare, Cookies n' Cream, who can handle anything, but she's just one mare. It's situations like this where I miss being in the guard. At least everyone there was capable."
"Why even leave then? I get that you got tired, but couldn't you have just sought a managerial position or something? If Celestia personally chose you to keep tabs on me, she must think you're pretty capable. You could've landed a cushy gig."
>Brass is silent for a moment, eyes falling to the table

>>30106441
>"It... just wasn't for me anymore."
>...something happened
>You can tell that much
>But if your quadrupedal bro doesn't feel like talking about it, you aren't gonna pry
"Fair enough. You wanna lift with us this afternoon?"
>Brass looks up at you, blinking
>"Really?"
"Of course, man. It sucks that you have to just hang out and watch. Let's lift some heavy stuff together."
>Brass grins
>"Sounds good to me."
>Internal fist pump
>Gonna get swole with guardbro
>"Anonymous!"
>You turn your head to see Warden rush up to your table, breathing rapidly
>"I herd that you spent yesterday in the infirmary! What happened?"
"You heard right. It was a weight room accident. I'm fine, though."
>"Are you sure? Nurse Touch reported that you were struck on the chin and foot!"
"Warden, it's okay. I promise. I just made a silly mistake."
>She stares at you for a moment before replying
>"...If you say so, Anonymous. Just be careful."
"I will, ma'am. Thanks."
>Warden smiles
>"Such a polite prisoner! I'm proud of you, Anonymous. You've come so far in such a short time!"
>OH!
>That reminds you
"Warden, is good behavior enough to get permission to go on the field trip to..."
>Shit, what's this city's name again?
>It's some kind of pun...
>"Canterlot. Anon's hoping to go along on the trip into Canterlot, Warden."
>Brass picks up where you left off
>Warden puts a hoof up to her chin in consideration
>"Hmmm... I don't see why not. I think it'll be a good thing for the citizens to see a reformed high-level inmate. I'll add you to the list, Anonymous!"
>Fuckin' sweet!
"Thanks Warden!"
>"No need for thanks, Anonymous. You've earned it!"
>Warden says her goodbyes to you and Brass shortly after, heading out of the cafeteria
>You and Brass focus on your food, but you still hear snatches of conversation from the tables around you
>".../how/ much weight?"
>"Only one day in the infirmary? What is he?"
>"I hear both Twitch /and/ Alexei are after him. He's doomed, I tell ya."
>Interesting

>>30106447
"Brass."
>"I heard them too. Alexei and Twitch are both black suits."
>Brass leers over at the noisy table
>The inmates, seeing his gaze, instantly fix their eyes on their trays
>Damn
>Is Brass really that intimidating to them?
>Though if some human prison guard who was also a former soldier was looking at you like that, you'd probably shut the fuck up too
"The black suits are kept separate from the normal inmates, right? Do you think it'll be a problem?"
>"For you? No. Knowing Alexei, he'll just wait for an opportunity to send some of his goons to bring you to him. Twitch, though... He's a strange one. He doesn't have any lackeys, but he's been able to slip by his security detail before. He might come looking for you himself."
"What are they like? What should I expect if I run into Twitch?"
>"Alexei's the griffon nobility I told you about the other day. Twitch is the serial smacker."
>You manage to contain your giggles this time
>Brass still knows what you're thinking though
>"Don't take him lightly, Anon. He's disturbed, and fast even without his wings."
>Brass is pretty serious about this
>But you honestly aren't that worried
>What's he gonna do? Sneak up behind you and slap your ass? It's not like he can reach your face without flying
"I'll keep it in mind. C'mon, it's time to lift."
>You both dump your trays and head out, walking to the weight room

>>30106450
>You're Nurse Caring Touch
>Presently waiting outside of the weights club room for Anon and Overseer Badge to arrive
>You're here to make sure Anon's healthy enough to be exerting himself, and...
>And to see if his marefriend is in the weights club too
>But what if she isn't? What if she isn't even in the prison to begin with?
>You don't have the nerve to ask him who she is quite yet
>...what are you even doing?
>What if he starts to not like you because you're so nosy about his life?
>You can't help it though
>You want to know more about him
>You put in a request for his file after he left this morning
>You wonder what he did to get into prison in the first place
>And as a red suit!
>That has to be some kind of mistake
>Maybe the princess will help him after she gets his letter
>You stand waiting idly for a little longer, then you hear his voice
>"Hey, Caring!"
>He's here!
>Okay
>Control yourself, Caring Touch
>Patient’s safety first, ear scratches later
>Anon walks up to you, Overseer Badge beside him
>"You ready?"
“Mmhm! Just exercise normally. I'll be observing you to make sure nothing happens with your injuries."
>"Sounds good."

>>30106455
>Be Anon once again
>Walk into the weight room like what up I got a big bench
>There’s a general cry of surprise as the weights club sees you
>”Anon?!”
>”Dude, you’re already out?”
>”Does anything stop you?”
>”Welcome back!”
>Steel Trap pats you on the back
>”Can’t believe you’re up and walking again already! Are you sure you’re good to go?”
>You gesture back towards Caring
“That’s what she’s here to figure out. Also…”
>You bump Brass’ shoulder with a knee
“Can this guy lift with us? I know he’s a guard, but he’s my friend. And I hate to make him just sit around while he’s here.”
>A silence falls, as the weights club members look at each other
>They huddle in a circle, whispering
>You roll your eyes, but it's their club
>After a few minutes of deliberation, they break the circle, and Steel Eye, Sand Stone, and one of the male griffons step forth
>Viktor, you think his name was
>Steel Eye speaks first
>”Guard Captain. This isn’t a plant or anything?”
>Brass deadpans, and replies
>”If I wanted to plant a guard in the weights club I wouldn’t be so obvious about it, Steel Eye. Anon invited me to work out. That’s all.”
>Viktor speaks next
>”Then there ain’t no problem. Welcome to the club.”
>Sand Stone pipes up
>”Let’s see what you’ve got, copper.”
>Brass whispers to you
>”I get why you lost it that one time. Getting looked down on is maddening."

>>30106459
>Brass takes off his guard cap, offering it to you
>”Hold this.”
>disgonbegud.avi
>You take the cap and watch eagerly as Brass takes a couple steps forward, approaching Sand Stone
>”Inmate Stone. In accordance to the goals of our kindly Warden Sharp, let me give you a piece of advice. Continuously taunting others and doubting their abilities is not a good way to make friends. Anon was pretty miffed with you when you did it to him-“
>Sand Stone shoots you an apologetic look over Brass’ shoulder
>”-and I’m pretty miffed with you right now. So, we’re going dispel your doubts in the same fashion as Anon did, since that seems to be the most effective way. It’s going to be just me and you. Pick a lift. Then I’ll trounce you in it.”
>Hot damn!
>Let’s see what Brass can do!
>Sand Stone scrunches her face indignantly
>”Bring it! Let’s do bench!”
>Wait, ponies bench?
>Regardless of your doubts, a couple club members set up the rack and Sand Stone climbs in
>70 lbs, Magnolia spotting
>Sand puts her hooves up against the bottom of the bar and lifts off
>How
>Literally how
>Her hooves are fucking flat!
>Why isn’t the bar slipping off?!
>…you think you’ll just stop trying to explain this shit
>Sand raises the weight three times before re-racking
>She gets up off the bench, huffing
>"Th-there. Now, put your money where your mouth is!"
>Brass cracks his neck
>"Let's see... Throw on 85."
>[Collective horse/griffon gasp]
>Minotaurs look a little impressed
>"Anon, you mind spotting me?"
"Not at all."
>You move behind the bench, setting Brass' cap on top of your head to free up your hands
>Brass sets his hooves under the bar, takes a deep breath, and heaves
>The bar lifts up off the rack, and begins its descent
>Brass' got veins sticking out on his face as he lifts the bar back off his chest
>1
>2
>3
>The head guard racks the bar, sits up, and looks directly at Sand Stone
>"Any further comment, inmate?"
>Ripindip Sand's self-esteem

>>30106411
> She might be the reason why he's in prison!

Well shes not wrong kek

>>30106463
Good stuff.

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boop

Boop for more anon and graves

>>30105860
Okay, so I gave the binned story a read, and I think I know where this is going.

>Some contrived crap happens where ponies implicitly trust Bronze 100% and ignore/destroy any evidence of his misdeeds
>Ponies choose to ignore and dismiss testimony of two prisoners, and then go out of their way to either silence/discredit them despite how you'd get fired in real life for pulling bullshit like that
>Nobody does their jobs properly and everyone blatantly acts against their interests for no other reason that "but drama, though"
>If anybody has enough brainpower to think "maybe I should report this to the Princesses", that pony will either get killed before they can send the letter; the letter will be intercepted and be destroyed; the letter will be intercepted and edited by some schmuck who can perfectly mimic handwriting and make it seem like Anon is the culprit (note that the Princesses will do absolutely nothing to confirm or deny this and will immediately decide to kill Anon); or the Princesses will receive the letter unharmed and unedited, but will just ignore what the letter says if it says anything good about Anon (despite the letter sender likely being a nurse or a psychologist and whom would have nothing to gain by lying about Anon) and they will go to the prison with the intent of killing Anon
>Anon will be knocked out before he can speak, and when he wakes up in a dungeon, his guards will abuse him and refuse to listen to anything he says (again, not even recording it or telling a superior about Anon's alleged testimony), despite that shit AGAIN getting you super fired in real life
>Anon will FINALLY get to speak to the Princesses and inject the smallest bit of common sense into the situation, and everyone will realize what really happened and everyone says "sorry" to Anon.
>Also somebody gets killed by Bronze at some point and they will frame Anon for the murder, despite the evidence being flimsy at best and blatantly false at worst

Was I close?

>>30108213
Pretty much why I didn't look at the story, willfullstupid drama kills it for me.

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>>30108213
Gosh, you must be great at parties.

You must expect new writefags to write perfect stories without any holes.

Fuckin' based.

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Reminder that we have a Discord server
https://discord.gg/DkeXC8G
It's optional if you want to join.

>>30108983
Is it writefag only or regular Anons are welcome as well?

>>30108983
Its a fucking mistake like I pointed out last thread, keep content and conversations in thread where it belongs. Fuck around irl. Taking away content from the thread is what kills it, just like literally every thread that ever used it. Just burn it and get back in here.

Discordfags get out
REEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>30105860
Alright, so-
is this going to get gay?

Because it looks like it's going to get gay.

>>30109100
Everyone.

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>>30109186
>>30109203

>>30109479
One of those is an autist making a joke, the other one it right though. If the conversations and content is taken out of thread then there is no point for us to even be here.

>>30109512
This is only true if people in the chat would have, in theory, contributed something to this thread AND they all manage to stay on the thread topic.

But in my experience, that has a 0% chance of happening. I have never been in any sort of chat situation where people stayed on topic.

I can guarantee that within 10 minutes, the Discord chat will be about Overwatch or something.

>>30109534
Which is why it should be burned and forgotten about as soon as possible. But, the ones that came up with will probably be too stubborn to see they were wrong even considering it, before too long the thread will die before they learn the lesson.

Boop for the prison staff NOT blindly trusting a guard despite the fact that his knife is stuck in the ceiling of an inmate's room and a prisoner is bleeding from a deep cut in his hand

>>30109186
Nigger, nobody fucking cares what you think.

You know what ELSE kills a thread? Endless whining and bitching that makes people not want to go to the thread anymore. I mean, you would think that people would enjoy reading 30 posts in every iteration of the thread that boil down to "I'm right about THING and it's killing the thread and it's horrible and fuck THING forever it's literally satan" repeating over and over again, but turns out that most people see it as annoying at best and obnoxious at worst.

You're not saying anything new. Nobody fucking likes discord chat and you're RIGHT, but all you're doing is being an annoying prick by always bringing it up.

>>30110439
>You're not saying anything new. Nobody fucking likes discord chat and you're RIGHT, but all you're doing is being an annoying prick by always bringing it up.

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>>30108983
Is this the reason why we don't have decent conversation in the thread?

Fuck, at least roleplay about being fellow human inmates in pone prison right here in the thread.

>>30110529

>roleplay

>in the thread

What are you, some kind of colossal faggot that also breaks da rules

>>30110553
"Daddy, don't punish my ass too hard, other ponies are watching!"

Reminder that whining and bitching is illegal and punished by two days without dessert.

>>30108213
That's no where near what will happen.

I planned from the start for Bronze to be the sole cause of all his problems.
Anon just ends up caught in the crossfire mostly.

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Discord ends up as a circlejerk off topic most of the times anyway.
Like secret club in /cyoa/

But tbqh I don't care
It's not like it woulds suck all discussion just stop the autism friendos.

Let's post about poners in jail

>>30111199
Cute Scoot and the digits convinced me...but I reserve the right to be a smug cunt when it fails. In fact I deeply encourage everyone to rub it in their faces about it too.

>>30111199
By the power of these dank numbers, I too declare that there should be more discussion of humans and horses incarcerated together. And more green. Here it comes.

>>30106463
>The rest of weight club went smoothly
>Brass issued a small, somewhat sincere apology to Sand for the public humiliation
>Caring Touch was with you through every exercise, making sure you were okay
>She kept forcing herself in between you and Magnolia whenever she congratulated you, for some reason
>Silly little pony
>After weights wrapped up, you, Brass, and Caring all left together
>Brass took a moment to stretch out his legs as he left the room
>"Ahhhh, that felt good. Thanks for inviting me, Anon."
"No problem, Brass. Glad you had fun."
>Caring chimes in
>"Well, Anon, you're officially fully healed. And... goodness, are all humans that strong?"
>You chuckle
"Not all. But I'm certainly not the strongest."
>Brass mutters something that sounds like "bucking elder gods" under his breath
>Caring just stares wide-eyed in that cute little way ponies do
>"W-Wow... Anyway, I'll still see you tomorrow for your physical, okay?"
"Sure. What time?"
>She thinks for a moment
>"How about early, before breakfast? We can do the physical then go eat together!"
"That sounds good."
>"Nurse Touch, can you photograph him during the physical? It's request from the princesses, since Anon's a, uh... new species."
>"Certainly Overseer, but haven't they seen him already? Anon says he's friends with them."
>Brass waggles an eyebrow at you
>"Yes /very/ good friends. But the photos will be for scientific purposes."
>"Ah, I see. Well, I think..."
>Caring looks at you briefly
>"...I can manage that."
"Cool. I'll see you tomorrow morning then, Caring."
>You give her a quick ear scratch before you head on your way
>"Y-Yeah! See you!"

>>30111225
>Be Confident Vigilance, the Solar Guard
>You're presently attending to Princess Celestia as she reads mail on her throne
>Given that the Solar Princess is dearly loved by every Equestrian citizen, and is an important figure in the world at large, she often has a good deal of mail to sort through
>Today, it seems she's received an exciting one!
>The Princess gets up and does a little happy dance
>Ahhh, it makes you happy to see the Princess happy!
>Who could the letter be from?
>It looks like she's writing a reply!
>How super!
>Everything's gone back to normal after the terrible fight between the sisters the other night
>A vase was even knocked over!
>They fixed it with magic, but still
>Frightening
>Princess Celestia was quite upset afterwards as well
>So this letter came at an opportune time
>You hope the sisters make up soon
>You can't handle terror like that
>Solar Guards are meant deal with rowdy ponies and mean monsters, not angry alicorns

>>30111233
>Since you're a big guy, for them, you must be Anon
>You and Brass spent the rest of the time before lunch hanging around in your cell after you went to the baking club for your daily share of sweet baked goods
>Brownies today, fuck yeah
>As you sat at your table with equum fratrem, munching chocolatey goodness, you posed a query
"Hey Brass. What can you tell me about the Elements of Harmony? Have you ever seen them?"
>"Nope. I can tell you that they're supposedly 6 younger mares that live out in some small town, one of them being Princess Celestia's protege. That's about as much as anyone knows."
>Shit
>You were hoping for a little more than that
"What's with all the secrecy?"
>"Calling it secrecy is a little much, Anon. Most ponies just don't really pay attention to stuff like that. As long as they're not directly affected by it, it's hard to get folks to care about current events. Why? Do you want to meet them?"
>If you were going to make sure Discord wasn't trying to backstab you, a good move would be to have the only six ponies able to deal with him on your side
"Yeah. But if you don't know where they're at, it's okay. I sent Celestia a letter, she's supposed to come see me after she gets it. I'll ask her then."
>"Oh, that'll be nice. Honestly, you should have her pardon you and get out of prison, Anon. You could live with her in the castle!"
>He's got a point
>You could just let the sisters get you out of jail
"...I hadn't really considered that."
>You lightly elbow Brass, your tone taking on a teasing note
"You'd have to go back to actually working all day, though. Did you think about that?"
>Brass' face goes blank for a moment
>He turns to look at you
>"That's true... We wouldn't be able to to just wander around all day! Never mind! Serve your sentence! Get an extension on it, even!"
>You laugh
>This fucking horse
"I gotta get out sometime, man. And we can still hang out when I do."
>"You mean it?"
"You bet. You're a cool guy, Brass."

>>30111241
>He looks down at the floor for a moment, then looks back to you, smiling
>"Thanks."
"No, thank /you/."
>You pat Brass on the shoulder, then remember
"Going back to Celestia, you think she got my letter yet?"
>"Probably. The mail won't consider your letter priority, so she won't see it right away, but she's bound to have at least received it by now-"
>FWOOSH
>FUCKING SHIT
>A scroll drops from a fleeting, green fireball right onto your table
"What the hell?!"
>"Dragonfire mail! That'll be her!"
>Dragonfire mail?
>Well, if Brass says so...
>You pick up the scroll, noting the golden sun on the wax seal
>Yup, Celestia
>You crack it open, unrolling the parchment
>...is that perfume...?
>And the i's are dotted with hearts...
>You read through the letter
>Nice
>She's going to come see you tonight
>You'll hopefully be able to get some help with handling your chaos problem
>"What's it say?"
"She's coming to see me tonight."
>Cue eyebrow waggle from bro horse
>"I'll make sure you two aren't /interrupted/."
>You aren't sure when you'll tell him that it's the other princess you're seeing, despite what he saw
>For now, you just chuckle
"Thanks, peeping tom. Let's go get lunch."
>"Hey, it's not like I meant to do that! You should've at least locked your door!"
"...Do I seriously have a lock on my door?"
>"Yeah. Why wouldn't you?"
>Silly, silly ponies
>You and Brass eat lunch without incident
>But afterwards is where the incident happens
>Viktor, the griffon, approaches you
>"Anon, can I talk to you really quick?"
"Sure. What's up?"
>"I... I was asked to give you this."
>He presses a piece of paper into your hands
>"It's from Alexei."
>Oh boy
>"Look, Anon, I'm sorry. I tried to talk him out of it, but he's prideful. And if you're a griffon, you can't really go against him. He's nobility."
"It's okay, Vik. I'll handle it."
>He just nods
>"I know. There's a lot of folks who want to watch."
>...what?
>Viktor moves away before you can question him further

>>30111250
>You look at the note
Anonimuss the Hyumin,
I, Alexei of the illustrious house of Blackbeak, demand you bend the knee to me and become my underling. I shall await you in the yard at recess. If you do not yield, you will be made to. If you do not appear, you will be hunted. I've heard wild rumors of your strength and look forward to testing it. I suggest you do not disappoint me.
>...cocky motherfucker, isn't he?
>"What's it say?"
>You hold it for Brass to read
>He scans the paper and snorts
>"Arrogant as ever. He's even going to try and do this in broad daylight. What do you want to do?"
"Can't we just use this note to get him punished?"
>"As much as I'd love for that to happen, it would be fraught with red tape. He's a noble, so we aren't allowed to treat him poorly. He'd complain."
"To who? Who's going to back him up?"
>"Other griffon nobility, that's who. He was imprisoned for bullying nobles and speaking rudely to a princess on a diplomatic visit. But griffons admire stupid stuff like shows of dominance and whatnot, so some nobility saw it as him standing up to Equestria. We have to report any change in how we handle black suit criminals, so they'd eventually find out we're punishing him, and do even more rude stuff as a result."
"Wow. Which princess?"
>"Princess Luna, actually."
>...
>You're gonna get beat, catbird
>In front of the whole prison
"Recess is about two hours away, right?"
>"Yeah... You know I can't let you fight Alexei, right?"
>You give him what you think is an innocent look
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
>He ain't buying it
>"Anon. I literally just read that note, plus I know you. You're a nice guy until something sets you off. And if the look on your face a second ago was any indication, you are thoroughly set off. Just let it go. I'll have the guards on recess duty on high alert, and whatever Alexei tries to pull will be stopped before it can even start."
>...

>>30111261
>Well, you won't have the satisfaction of slapping the black off of this dude's beak, but you don't want to make Brass mad
"If you say so, man."
>"I do say so. Now, head to your room and catch some z's. I'll go to the guard room to notify them of the situation."
"Alright. See you in a bit."
>You both leave the cafeteria and part ways
>As you walk back to your room, you realize this might be for the better
>Sure, you may want to teach that cocky avian a lesson, but if you straight-up attacked him you might get ostracized by your new friends
>They've got a pretty low tolerance for actual violence in ponyland
>They might even make you into a black suit, and then you'd just be stuck with Alexei and that other guy who's apparently after you
>Plus, Warden seemed genuinely proud of you for not making any trouble since the first incident
>Yeah, let's just leave it to guardbro
>You arrive back in your room
>Since you have two hours, you might as well take a shower
>Don't want to defile your glorious cloud mattress with post-weights sweat

>You are the hardest guard in the building, so you're definitely Brass Badge
>You walk into the guard lounge, hoping to catch a few of your subordinates
>Ah, perfect! Cookies is here!
"Guardsmare Cream. You're on black suit recess yard detail today, right?"
>She hops out of her seat at a table and salutes
>"That's right, Overseer! Why do you ask?"
"We might be in for some trouble."
>Cookies' eyes narrow
>"What kind of trouble, sir?"
"The inmate I've been chaperoning received a threatening note after lunch today. Alexei is apparently looking to do some recruiting."
>She gasps
>"A written threat!? That's terrible! That griffon's so mean!"

>>30111274
"He's a nasty one alright. But's that's why I'm coming to you on this. I need you to notify the rest of the guards working in the black suit area that they need to keep a tight watch on Alexei so he can't follow through on his threat. Also... Add any ponies we can spare to Twitch's security detail."
>Cookies pales
>Even she doesn't like dealing with Twitch
>"I-Is Twitch threatening your inmate too, sir?"
"It's only rumors at this point. But rumors are usually all we have to work with. Make it happen, Miss Cream."
>"Yes sir!"
>Cookies rounds up a few guards from around the room, then heads out
>You heave a sigh, moving over to the fridge to grab a drink
>Sisters, Anon's just a magnet for trouble
>And it couldn't happen to nicer guy!
>A prisoner becoming friends with a guard is almost entirely unheard of!
>You rummage through the fridge until you find your stash of Sweet Apple Acres Cider
>You'd re-labeled the bottles "carrot juice" to throw off your subordinates
>And your boss, too
>Warden didn't like it when you drank on the job
>Crack one open and take a swig
>Ahhhhh, that's the stuff
>Puts the fetlocks on a stallion's hooves!
>You drain the bottle, and one more for good measure
>Feeling a little better prepared for recess, you straighten your cap and leave the room
>You should probably notify Warden of these developments too
>She's got a rare gift for stunning spells
>You doubt it'll come to that, but Alexei's notorious for his violent ways
>Can never be too careful

>You are tall, clean, and looking to nap, so you're Anonymous
>After showering up and changing into one of the multiple uniforms hung up in your closet, you hop into bed and burrow down
>You hope Luna shows up, you'd like to see her

>You are Nurse Caring touch
>And you can't believe what you're reading
>Sweet, polite Anon, responsible for all those injured guards at the beginning of the week?
>And he's sentenced for 4 weeks?!
>He told you he had a short sentence!

>>30111282
>This is the /opposite/ of short!
>Poor guy
>He's so fixated with putting up a strong front...
>He must be terrified...
>What could ever cause him to lash out at guards like that, though?
>The socks thing didn't even bother you
>Personally, you're sad you weren't there to see it!
>Does he wear socks all the time?
>Was he wearing them while he was with you?!
>L-Lewd
>You'll have to check during his physical in the morning
>For purely medical reasons, of course
>You also had to get to the bottom of his irrational behavior!
>If Anon is under mental duress, you had to know so you could prescribe therapy!
>Cuddle therapy
>In your office
>For a day or five
>His marefriend can't get mad if it's nurse's orders!
>Yeah!
>You still need to find out who she is
>You don't think it's any of the ponies in the weights club, or that minotauress...
>You ponder your mysterious favorite prisoner as you work through your paperwork
>Tomorrow morning can't come soon enough!

>>30111289
Man been dieing to get to the black suits

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>>30111250
>>You crack it open, unrolling the parchment
>>...is that perfume...?
>>And the i's are dotted with hearts...
hhhnnnggggg

>>30111289
Keep it up man, this is amazing.

>>30111289
Ah yes, great shit.

Boop for green before my final in a couple hours

>>30112762
Good luck anon.

boop

>>30110529
>>30109534
>>30109512

On most thread related discords, its almost never thread related discussion. Its various people that all follow the same thread getting together and offtopic shitposting. Most of the on topic stuff is green authors bouncing ideas off each other and proof reading shit before actually posting it properly to the thread.

If anything, it helps reinforce the thread community and keeps authors and fans more invested in the thread, and less likely to just walk away from it.