Royal Guard Mare Thread #30

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Best Guardsmare coming through!

>says while taking a deep breath
"Love the smell of a new thread in the morning!."

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So, crossover when?

>>30112160
What a qt

>>30112502
Depending on the kind of time travel Yoohoo is working with in his story, it might be possible for Rewind to fuck up and pop herself into a completely different universe
Theoretically, one of them could be the ones present in the other greens

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>>30112576
>tfw no buddy cop duo between Solemn Rain and Rewind

>>30112633
>Solemn and Rewind go after a criminal
>Solemn teleporting around
>Rewind using time travel to figure out where the criminal is gonna run and then go back in time to cut them off

>Decide to read Magic and Mud
>3500+ lines
wish me luck

>>30112633
>>30112964
I like the idea but I think it would have to take place someplace other than Damwall since Rewind would likely be imprisoned for using unauthorized Magic at best or labeled a demon heretic and executed at the worst. Nope, nope, nope that's not happening to my favorite time bending cutie pie.

>>30113312
It could simply take place in Equestria, you could come up with any excuse really wouldn't necessarily have to be entirely coherent with the respective greens since this'd just be something for fun

>>30112160
Is NOF ever going to post again or was that just a one-off thing?

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>>30113895
Considering the size of his updates. They probably take a week or more to write. We'll just have to wait and see

>I should have included his green in op.
Sorry. I'm not very good at this.

>>30112160
Going Bump in the Night chapter 8 - https://pastebin.com/xfXw9RsT

Quick thanks to Whiskey for giving solemn a few hours of comfy snuggles with lil drizzle.
To have them both want something so simple in dark times shows the depths of their relationship

Sandstone on the run
What have the Prench come up with
Must get to Rewind

pg 8

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>>30114035
>tfw no batmare harem

>>30108228
>You are Rewind
>You are still in prison
>You are also infected with a parasite that would eventually control your thoughts and actions
>Maybe it already was
>You didn’t know
>But it was making you paranoid regardless
>In a way it was self-fulfilling, making you doubt yourself
>But it didn’t matter right now
>There was no telling how many ponies in this prison were infected
>What mattered was that Gallan’s plan was being put into action
>He was right
>The double ration cards rewards made sure that there were more prisoners than ever down here in the pit
>You were a bit afraid of infecting other ponies, but…
>Once you had all the relics you needed, you wouldn’t have to worry about it
>Gallan keeps his claw on top of your head, but it’s not as if you would be leaving without him
>”Now listen Rewind, you’re gonna have to trust me no matter what happens, alright? You’ll know what I mean.”
>It didn’t fill you with confidence, but if it got you out of here…
>You’d do what had to be done
>”Alright, as I’m sure most of you know, we’ll be offering up double the ration cards to the first few competitors that wish to-“
>Gallan shouts from beside you
>”Then I volunteer!!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYtVf0wvPpc
>You feel his clenched fist strike you across the face, sending you sprawling to the floor
>He may not look it, but he’s certainly packing a lot of muscle underneath those feathers
>You try and stand and he pounces upon you, grabbing your neck
>It’s hard to breathe, but he’s holding back
>He could easily crush your windpipe
>He continues to throw blows at you, of which you can do nothing about as he has you pinned
>They aren’t hitting your jaw, or your cheek like one would if they were trying to knock you out
>Instead they’re aimed near your forehead
>At your horn
>The crowd is cheering
>Your ears are ringing
>Your head is punched towards the ground only to be lifted back up again and hit again
>You hear something crack and Gallan gets off you

>>30114892
>”You’re next!”
>He lifts up another pony by the neck and tosses them into the crowd
>Other prisoners have started trading blows now
>It’s like a battle royale with the guards desperately trying to get everypony calmed down
>You stagger to your hooves and do your best to keep a low profile while fights break out all around you
>You see one of the guardsponies approaching Gallan from behind as he wails away on another helpless guard
>He’s got a stun baton ready
>You get a running start and tackle him to the side, calling out to Gallan as you do
“Gallan, let’s get out of here!!”
>He turns, claws bloodied, with a frenzied look in his eye
>Before he spots you that is
>He points at his own forehead a few times, where a horn would be
>Wait…
>You feel your horn
>There’s no inhibitor
>He WASN’T just punching you for the sake of putting on an act
>The gryphon is a lot smarter than he lets on
>He tosses you the stun baton, which you catch in you magical, golden-sparkling aura
>His voice rings out above all the commotion as he shoulders his way to the door and kicks it open
>”If you want REAL food and not just your rations, let’s get out there and show ‘em what for, eh boys?! We’re getting’ outta this joint!”
>Most of the prisoners look over, eyes widening at the prospect of real freedom once more
>A rallying cry of the imprisoned rings out, vibrating you to your core
>Gallan grabs you and holds you against the wall, telling you to wait as the rest of them filter out
>”Right then, let’s go.”

>>30114902
>You follow the group out, and as you expected, there is already chaos going on
>As Gallan tugs you along, you watch him clicking the remote that he hid in his jumpsuit over and over, in front of each cell as you went
>Each cell you pass opens in turn, letting out another two prisoners to add fuel to the fire
>Gallan also managed to unbind his wings in the commotion, so instead of taking the stairs, he just grabs you and flies up to the level your cell is on
>The door opens with a click of the remote and he swiftly grabs the other baton you stashed away
>He also tears away a poster he had up on the wall
>You give him a quizzical look before he flips it over and shows you
>”’s a map, pony. Now let’s go.”
>Clever gryphon he was
>You run into your first snag the moment you leave the cell
>The alarm had sounded long ago, but now the guards had responded in full
>Standing on your cell level, blocking the walkway, were 3 ponies with riot shields
>At least, you thought it would be a snag
>Thanks to Gallan, you’re able to soar gracefully over them and land on the other side
>You give the remote a few clicks on the way, letting out some more prisoners to keep them company
>”Alright pony, let’s get out of here.”
“What? No I can’t leave yet. I need to get my things back.”
>”Tch, alright fine pony, but this is the only detour.”
>As the both of you move into the office areas and not the cellblocks, it’s clear that the prisoners were on the winning side
>Even with all their armor, the guards were being overwhelmed by sheer numbers alone
>And you’re sure that even more unsavory acts than murder are taking place
>You try not to think about it

>>30114912
>With your magic, Gallan’s claws, and two stun batons between the both of you, you have no trouble making your way through the prison
>The guards here were equipped for a riot of course, but with their resources spread thin and being swarmed by the prisoners, there wasn’t much standing in your way
>Of course, that isn’t to say you encountered no resistance
>As you near the storage room, it’s clear that Madame Warden expected some of the prisoners to make their way there
>There’s a line of guardsponies there, having set up a defensive line in the hallway
>”Alright pony, what’s YOUR plan? I don’t think they’re too keen on letting us through.”
>They haven’t noticed you yet
>And they’re equipped with…
>Well, you don’t know
>They wouldn’t use a Spitfire here in close quarters, they could burn the whole place down
>But they had weapons there
>You’d seen them in the storage room
>You needed to figure out what they were
“Alright, it’s a bad plan, but it’s the only one we’ve got unless you can cut through a reinforced wall to the storeroom. What we have to do is-“
>You’re interrupted by a yell in the hallway
>Another prisoner is trying to make a run for the storage room
>He is however, very swiftly cut down
>It’s an unfortunate sight, but one that gives you the information you need
>They’re firing something that ignites and sticks to the skin
>Something you definitely didn’t want to be hit with
>You look around for a moment, trying to formulate a new plan that didn’t involve being burnt to a crisp from the inside out

>>30114923
>The two of you were holed up in the breakroom
>And there wasn’t much to offer in the way of weapons in here
>You would have to get close to hit them with the stun baton
>And you didn’t put much faith in being able to dodge whatever it was they were firing
>You also weren’t one of those Unicorns that can just blast magic out of your horn like a laser
>Looking around, your brain starts to formulate a different plan
“O…Kay then new plan. Gallan, grab that table in the corner.”
>It was big enough to where it would shield both him and you if you stood behind him
>He does so
>You use your magic and remove the 10 gallon jug from the watercooler, quickly drenching the entire table in water
>This probably wasn’t going to work
>In fact you’re 45% certain it wouldn’t
>But it was your only option
“Alright, Gallan, use it like a shield and we’ll move up on them. Throw it at them when we’re close enough.”
>Your gryphon buddy is about as confident in this plan as you are, but he takes position near the doorway that leads out into the hallway
“Alright, go!”
>Gallan steps into the hallway, holding up the table-shield, of which you’re behind as well
>They don’t fire immediately, probably because they’re confused
>But soon enough you hear Gallan yell at you
>”Well by profit it’s workin’! Good thinkin’ Rewind!”
>The table does begin to fall apart the closer you get, and Gallan actually has to duck down when the top is blown away
“Gallan throw it now!”
>With a mighty yell, Gallan heaves the heavy table at the defensive line
>It hurtles over the sandbags, hitting one of the six guardsponies in the head and bringing him to the ground
>Both you and Gallan also leap over, Gallan clotheslining another pony with his razor-sharp talons
>Needless to say they weren’t getting up after a mortal wound like that

>>30114933
>You jam the baton underneath the chin of one of the other guards, causing them to seize and spasm before falling to the floor
>Gallan doesn’t even seem to be using the stun baton he grabbed out of the cell
>Well…
>He’s USING it, but he’s using it more like a club
>You watch as Gallan knees a guard in the face and swings the baton straight into her gut with both hands
>It sends the guardsmare flying into the wall behind her, where she then hits the floor in a crumpled heap
?You aren't sure if she's dead or unconscious
>Note to self: Do not cross Gallan
>You hear a shot and you phase out of existence, going back in time to dodge it
>When you come back to, you whirl around, cracking another guard across the face with the baton
>You jam it against the exposed part of their neck to make sure they stay down
>When you turn to take out the final guard, you find that Gallan is already taking care of it
>He’s standing on his hindlegs, holding up the last guardsmare by her neck
>With Gallan’s sheer size, her flailing hindlegs aren’t able to even touch the ground
>Her hooves paw desperately at his flexing arms while he strangles her
>Should you say something?
“Gal-“
>CRACK
>The pony’s head jerks to the side at an angle and the gryphon tosses the body aside, before turning to you
“I… You… Was that necessary? She would have surrendered if you let go!”
>”You want me to let these ponies go? The ones that put me in this nightmare in the first place?”
>Gallan spits at the floor
>”They knew what they were gettin’ into. They had it comin’.
>Gallan jabs his thumb behind him at the storeroom as he takes one of the keys off one of the ponies on the ground
>”I’ll open the door, you grab yer stuff.”

>>30114937
>You are Sandstone
>The construct was still being a hassle
>It was a constant back and forth, with neither of you able to land a clean blow
>Any time it fired at you, you would catch it and hurl it back, only for the spider-like tank to scuttle away from the blast
>If you got close it would just burrow into the ground and pop up somewhere else
>But you’ve been holding on to one of the explosive shots fired at you
>You just had to bait it into firing again
>Which was as easy as moving away from it
>It fires once more and you catch the shot, hurling it back at the tank
>As usual, it dodges to the side
>Straight into the other explosive you’d thrown right afterwards
>It blows three of the legs off on the right side, leaving it helpless as you walk up
>You notice that it has a hatch on the top
>Which meant it was manned
>You grip the domed exterior and begin to squeeze it
>The sounds of groaning metal and something else emanate from the machine
>Screaming from within can be heard until the hatch open
>”Arrête ! Arrête !”
>A Prench guardspony opens the hatch, holding up his hooves in surrender
>You bend the barrel of the tank and move closer
“Where. Is. Rewind.”
>”I-I-I don’t know I swear!”
“An Equestrian mare. Unicorn. Light brown coat. White mane. She passed through here approximately 2 and a half moons ago.”
>You’re still able to ping Rewind’s location, but only the general vicinity
>The Prench pony looks down to the rest of the crew inside
>”S-She was captured! Taken to ze prison at Île du Feu.”
>No
>Île du Feu was an island in the middle of the Celestial Ocean
“How do I get there.”
>”Z-Ze bridge from ze neighboring island! B-But you have to take a boat zere!”
>You push the pony back in and crumple the top hatch, trapping them inside

>>30114948
>You are Rewind
>And you are finally reuniting with your armor
>You put on your uniform, buttoning up the collar and the sleeves
>Then you put on your back and breastplate, clasping them together before putting on your hoofguards
>You find the your Killer7 in here as well
>Once more you strap the shock absorber to your forehoof and the weapon to it
>You load in a spike and slide the breech block home
>And finally, your helmet
>As battered and scratched as it was, it fit just the same as it did on day one
>You looked like a proper guardsmare once again
>But
>You notice the distinct lack of something very important
>The artifacts are gone
>And you can think of only one pony who would know the importance of them
“Alright Gallan, let’s go see Madame Warden.”
>Gallan himself also has his own gear back
>It’s decidedly… Legionnaire looking
>You recognized the armor and insignia of the Redclaws, the prolific all-gryphon mercenary group
>But it looked different
>Familiar, but you couldn’t quite place it
>He also had access once more to the signature weapon of the gryphons
>The Gryphic Bolt-action Rifle
>There was no way a pony other than a Unicorn could use it
>The trigger was too small for a pony to use with their hoof, and could only be operated by a gryphon’s talons
>Furthermore, it had a strange shape, and couldn’t be held and fired by a pony’s hooves at the same time
>Combine that with the bolt you had to pull back to chamber another round, and it made for a weapon that only Gryphons or knowledgeable Unicorns could use

>>30114952
>Gallan brushes aside the cape covering his right arm, making it wrap around his neck as if it were a scarf
>”Us grunts gotta stick together, eh?”
>Gallan flashes you a grin and you nod
“Yeah, sure.”
>Something is rubbing you the wrong way, but you can’t place it
>The both of you exit the storeroom and Gallan checks his crude map
>”We take care of Madame Warden, then we leave. I can fly us back to one of our forward camps and we can go our separate ways if ya want.”
>You nod at him
>You’d gotten quieter ever since he got his armor back
>But there was just something off
>Not right
>You follow him as he leads the way towards Madame Warden’s office
>It just didn’t matter right now
>Right now you had to get those relics back
>With both you and Gallan in full gear, there was little that stood in your way of you two
>You’re able to easily make it to Madame Warden’s door
>Of which, Gallan kicks in without another word
>”So, I see that you’ve-“
>BANG
>Without even waiting for Madame Warden to finish speaking, Gallan fires off his rifle
>The shot hits her right in the chest
>You watch her clutch at the wound, scarlet blood soaking into her clothes as she falls out of her chair and onto the ground
“G-Gallan! I needed her! She might have known the cure to the parasite that’s inside me!”
>”Tch, Madame Warden’s not the kind of pony to know that sort of thing. You’d need to question the ponies that brought her the parasite in the first place.”
>Maybe Gallan was right, but you’d never know now
>However, something caught your eye as you moved to collect your relics from her desk
>The dagger was there
>And so was the broken sword hilt
>But there was a third object there glowing with the same brilliant golden light that the other two were

>>30114961
Man, shit really hit the fan, eh?
Granted, it's been building up for a bit for this sort of climax. Unfortunately Gun-Jumper Gallan is at the helm, denying us answers

>>30114961
shiet man, those niggas who complained about the gore dont know what they're missing
this is some goddamn gold right here

>>30114974
Thanks for the update man. Really good stuff.

http://prntscr.com/f9hro2
lewd brave

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>>30114961

>Gallan will never choke you while he slams his knot into your pony puss

>>30115633
Neuro sustains me

>>30115633
That's one tiny lewd filly.

>>30115633
She's so small he could split her wide open with his dick.

Nice.

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>>30115730
I think you're underestimating an earth ponies resilience and muscle control.

"crunch"

>>30112160
>Remember, no homo.

Best thread of the board, i will be staying here for a while.

>>30115910
thats a meme senpai

horses dont have any exceptional control down there

>>30116106
Welcome friend.

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>>30116121
How many magical ponies have you studied?

There's no wrong way the fantasize. Just different threads.

>>30114974
Good shit man. Fucking action-packed. Nice.

>>30110495
>You hang your head in shame.
>During this season, you always feel... less of a pony.
>Like you're just some kind of feral animal, unable to control her own instincts.
>You mean hay, even the awkward science classes you had on the subject said that it's a useless thing for ponies now.
>A primal instinct, left over from when ponies couldn't speak.
>It's unfair that you still have to suffer it.
>"C-could... could you please help us?"
>Minuette slowly nods.
>"It's why I'm here! I could tell it was your season from like, half way across the room."
>...If that's the case, there's no doubt in your mind that Sweet knows about it, too.
>Barely know the pony, and here you are rubbing against her furniture like a filly in her first cycle.
>And hay, even your first estrus wasn't as bad as this.
>"So then, do you just want a subtle cover, or what I've been doing?"
>Vannie glances back at you for a second.
>"Well, what is that, exactly?"
>You watch her horn light up and- UUOooUgh!
>"HA-ooohmmm!"
>The feeling suddenly stops, and your thoughts come back to you at a very slow pace.
>You can feel and hear your heart thumping wildly.
>Vannie pants lightly and tries to regain her composure.
>"I mean, it does take a little while to get used to at first, but it definitely helps!"
>While in your current state it sounds perfect, you really doubt you could control yourself with... that going on.
>Those few extra seconds felt like hours, and you don't think Sweet would like you leaving any bigger messes in her store.
>Hopefully you can find some paper towels for this.
>"I-I, I think I'll get the subtle cover."
>She nods.
>"Alrighty! I mean, it won't give any relief or anything, but it does keep anypony from knowing about it."
>Her horn lights up again, and suddenly Vannie's scent is no more.
"M-me too!"
>She nods, then the whole room becomes smell-free.
>While it doesn't fix the problem entirely, you're at least relieved that nopony else will know.
>...Except these two, at least.

>>30114974
Great update. All out mayhem!

>>30115467
I was one'o them but I gave it a chance. Man, am I glad I did.

>>30116669
Aww, Minuette being awesome. The definitely need to keep her around. She's a good friend.

Thanks for the update Blu! Congrats on passing!

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>>30114974
Sandstone is my fetish

>>30117937
Yeah, that was a cute one. Would love to see it expanded. There was a similar one where Anon became a guard was being pursued by a mare who joined the guard simply to be near him. I think it last updated with them getting sent to be guards at the embassy where the mare's parents are posted.

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>>30090127
>NOF continuing GBiTN
I love you. That's been sitting in my favorite dead green list!

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>>30118683
TRAITOR
HANG THE TRAITOR! BURN HIM! BURN THE WITCH
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>30118693
It's fiiiiiiine. He has need to express himself in ways that may not fit the thread.

I just hope he dosn't lose interest entirely so we end up never finding out wtf is going on.

>>30118452
>GBiTN
>g bitn
>Get Bitten
What did he mean by this?

>>30118894
Was that a batpony reference?

>>30116106
Meanwhile, lesbo stories are all over the place.

>>30119110
If you can't see the difference between males fucking males and females fucking females, and why straight men don't like one of them, I don't know what to tell you.

>>30119122
Ignore the B8r. They've been trying their shit for quite some time.

>>30118693
>>30118811
Yeah, you need to flex your creative writing muscles with other stuff otherwise you'll burn out.

>>30116669
Wait... what. What was the first one? Did she stick a dildo into each one of them or something?

>>30119226
Didn't Blu used to write for the Spitfire thread before?

>>30119450
Probably more like a light magical touch or something to help take the edge off. But I think they are both too far gone for that. Smell concealment spell would be the best choice IMHO. Then the can go get Anon, tell they have to go home, explain a bit about estrus cycles. Maaayyybbeee he can give them some relief with some lewd back home.

>>30119226
I'm not sure. I never visited there until now. Most of my time on /mlp/ has been here ITT until recently.

>>30119916
Ugh, that (you) was meant for you. I can be such a dumbass sometimes.

>>30119938
>>30119943
Perfectly understandable Anon. Also I came here for a Minuette thread a while back and got succed into this one.

bump from 9

Rewind's escaping
Gallen's plan has seemed to work
Relics then Bandit

pg 8

>>30116669

>>30118693
b-but my waifu

>"Alrighty, I got it!"
>Anon pops his head into the curtain with a big smile on his face.
>"Now, you said big and frilly, so I got juuust that! The socks and things, too!"
>He walks in and puts two dresses down beside you.
>"And I can't smell anything for some reason. I really liked the perfume you guys used."
>You shift a little.
>He backs up from the bench and glances at Minuette.
>"-Oooh hell, right! Sorry."
>He skips out, that big smile still on his face.
>Must really have liked what he brought you and Vannie.
>...Though you don't even need it anymore.
>The dresses he brought are clearly identical.
>But the socks and underoos closest to you are a light grey color, while the others are a bright white.
>You pick up the dress in your hooves and put it against your chest.
>Trying to ignore the burning down there, you turn and look in the mirror.
>O-oh.
>This is a maid outfit.
>And if not, then it's something REALLY close to one.
>No wonder Anon was so excited about giving them to you.
>...This is too lewd.
>Looking over at Vannie, she wears the same embarrassed expression that you do.
>-You do like the socks, though.
>They're fluffy and soft, just like you wanted them.
>You bite the end of one and slowly slip it onto your hoof.
>A soft hum of magic interrupts you, and in an instant, you can feel something hugging almost every part of your body.
>Vannie gasps, and you glance over.
>She's now wearing all the garments that were sitting beside you.
>Something's tight around your flanks, and the poofiness of the dress you're in is easily noticeable.
>You show your flank to the mirror, then move your dress out of the way.
>And now, covering part of your rump is a light grey fabric.
>...Seeing it closer though, the grey seems oddly familiar to you.
>Like...
>You slowly turn towards Vannie.
>"Awww, you're matching! That's so cute!"

>>30121983
Man I can't even remember a damn thing about your Spitfire story.

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>>30121998
meh, it was easily forgettable
hence why im rewriting it

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>>30121983
>Matching maid uniforms

>>30122015
Is the Spitfire green in your pastebin the rewrite?

Good update. Funny how Anon thinks it's perfume. Somebody really needs to explain things to him.

>>30121983
wheres the rest

blue wheres the rest of the story

>>30121983
Spitfire is indeed a top tier waifu

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>>30121983
YES

THIS PICTURE IS VERY RELEVANT NOW

>>30122669
This. Need more matching maid mares

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>>30112188
Praise the sun!

>>30121983

>>30122341
well, its not an ENTIRE rewrite, but i scrapped stuff from 200k words down to 26k to do-over.

>Vannie scrunches and puffs her cheeks out.
>"-Hey, I saw a big flash from outside, is somethiiing..."
>Anon's jaw drops slightly while he looks over you both.
>"Whoa, that's, uh, ahum..."
>He pulls his collar and grins.
>"You guys look g-great! If you ah, need anything, or uh, something, I'll be out here! ...A-and, er, yeah."
>He slowly moves away from the curtain.
>"Well, he certainly seems to like it."
>You glance at yourself in the mirror again.
>Straighten your back out a bit, blow a lock of your mane away.
>And now that you have everything on... you do kind of like it.
>J-just how it looks, not the whole maid thing!
>It's got a good amount of poofy to it though, and the colors are nice.
>Enough black to contrast your coat, and not enough white to blend into it.
>"See? Even Brave likes it!"
"Wh-what? Do not! I was just looking!"
>Minuette snickers.
>Oh, this mare.
>Vannie starts taking the thing off, and you do the same.
>Regardless of how you feel about it... you're not going to be wearing a maid outfit in public.
>ESPECIALLY not in public.
>Hay, imagine what your parents would think of you?
>Can't even see them, but you'd no doubt be able to feel their disappointment.
>There's another flash of magic, and look, now you're no longer in the outfit.
>You're definitely keeping the socks and underwear, though.
>...Plus, you kind of have to take the underwear at this point.
>Sweet definitely wouldn't want you just putting it back wherever it was.

>>30117937
Stardust wasn't the guard in this one was she??

>>30119122
Lesbian, homo; both are gay.
>and why straight men don't like one of them
You're right there. Some men don't like homo, just like some women don't like lesbian action.

>30124212
(An attempt was made)

>>30124943
she is a qt 3.14

>>30123776
l-lewd

i want my ballsack thoroughly frisked by a guard mare

>9 again
Pretty slow day.

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>>30130608
Everybody is excited over the princess episode.

>>30130608
It would be very quick if you all weren't so homophobic and shunned LGBTQIA++ content.

>>30131387
false flag detected, go away

>>30131399
>even responding
This is why you fail.

Not dead, just suffering massive sunburn bump
praise it

>>30132188
Praise the sun!

i got stuck in vr

>>30132756
Do we need to get customer service and do an inception?

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I'm reconnecting with an old friend
best friend, maybe even more

Eh, that celestia story in SPG got me back into elite so I'm currently floating in the Orion Nebula, haven't looked in here since Wednesday.

Still thanks for coming back Yoohoo, I'm grateful we get more Rewind, leaving off where you did was torture.

still alive. updated the bin.

>>30132940
thankya

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pic related when?

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>>30133620
>you will never thoroughly breed a fertile earth mare
feels bad man

>>30133644
Forget the boring earth pone. Give me an exciting and exotic Pegasi...

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anyone interested in a super lewd drawing with a bunch of guard mares

>>30134635
Is best time travel poner gonna be in it

>>30134732
i got rewind, brave, vannie, solemn and careful, dont know anymore guard poners though

>>30134754
Do you even need to ask this question

>>30134754
There's autistic birdhorse Safety, too.
But hell to the fucking yes, I'm so interested it hurts.

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>>30133993
My negro

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>>30134754
MY DICK wants

>>30134754
I wouldn't mind Bright night or Umbra from Nofs thing.

>>30136860
it's kinda not the same though
all the poners in there have been made in the thread, and while his story is good, they're just visitors

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>>30135631
yes my lewd art is pretty shit but the fact i dont have internet till tuesday is slowly driving me insane

>>30137552
LEWD

>>30137552
Unf

https://my.mixtape.moe/ortsox.png tell me how bad it is anons

>>30137552
But Rewind has a weird ponytail thing as her mane

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>>30137552
uncensored where?

>>30137552
This is cumming along nicely

>>30138326
>https://my.mixtape.moe/ortsox.png
Tiny cute pony puss is best is best pony puss.

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>>30137552
>Those fangs nibling the butt.

>>30123776
Thanks for the info. I've gotten to dinner after the shower but IRL crap keeps demanding my attention. Like it so far though.

Report and ignore.
Do not engage.

>>30140585
Done and done famalam. Thanks for the reminder.

>>30140585
Yeah, but it's just so weak. This is the type of bait I would expect from plebbit or something. Poor craftsmanship from start to finish.

>>30140659
Dude, its a faggot, they aren't smart...or subtle. What did you expect?

>>30140805
Don't talk to it, just report and ignore man.

>>30140829
I bit the bait. Pulled it back though. I'll just leave a bump and praise for that lovely Safety lewd. She needs more love.

can guard mares get pregnant?

>>30141028
If you mating press them enough times on the princesses bed.

>>30138326
Man, I know Dishonored pone has seen some shit, but she should be included in the fun, too. You're making me feel bad, man.
I mean hell, Rewind's done and seen worse, but she's all comfy in that pone puss pile.
That aside, this is fucking excellent though.

>>30141074
Yeah, but she's probably all dirty and grungy. gotta get her a bath first.

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>>30141028
As long as their ovaries weren't cut out I don't see why not.

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>>30138326
Add the forgotten mares in the ded stories. They still need love.

Once the roster is complete, we throw a banner across the top and use it for OP henceforth to lure interested anons. Censored or "action figure" the lewd bits and we're golden.
Advertising y'all.

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>>30141028
Cinnamon broodmare got pregnant, so I think that's a definitive yes.

>>30141150
this

if you had a foal or multiple foals with your guard mare or guard harem, what would their names be?

>>30142165
Skip, Fast Forward

>>30142172
Stop was a miscarriage

>>30142414
>facehoof
Oh gods; that was terrible.
kek

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>>30141074
I thought it would be funny if I added her like I did with pic related
>>30141150
I'd need some references for them

>>30142569
Poor poner needs a spot to sleep.

>>30142690
his face is still free

>>30141150
Except it'd just be a mishmash of colors without the guard armor. I think it's gud as is.

>>30142569
"These mares can enjoy their orgy. I've got a job to do."
>*teleports to a bar*
"Get me an apple juice, please. I want to drink to forget."

solemn's new powers
learn their new limitations
she almost got caught

preemptive pg 8 bump

>>30138326
>wild dreams ahead
Thanks

they went clothes shopping
anon being a bad ass
the girls are in heat

pg 8
I need to step away from the keyboard for awhile.

>>30144111
dubs and trips, nice. Working on new stuff now.

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What's going on in this thread?

>>30144588
Cute little guardmares in heat and embarrassed.

>>30141536
What even was that thing? I heard there was sperging out over some story, but what actually happened?

>>30144650
nothing special, just a rape story and most people didn't like rape so a lot of rage happened

>>30144650
This>>30144656
and good riddance. Mostly it was some new kind of faggot shitposting trying to get a foot in the thread. Wasn't really subtle.

>>30144588
those big blue eyes just drawing me in to sin

>>30144656
I'm interested, seen those pictures loads of times but never bothered asking, is it archived anywhere?

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>Anon goes to Equestria.
>It's not that much of an utopia like he expected.
>Anon is in fact, above manual labor.
>Resorts to preying on rich ponies on the roads.
>Nothing majorly bad, his "Your money or your life" shtick is nothing more than a bluff.
>Truth be told, he does spend some of his ill gotten gains on other ponies, simply to keep his karma balanced, even though he doesn't really believe in karma.
>The Guard gets notified of this by way of distraught nobles.
>Rookie Guardsmare is put on the case because nobody else wants the job.
>She has the brilliant idea of tagging along some nobles in the hopes of quickly finding the illusive criminal Anonymous.
>They meet.
>Anon is overcome by Guardsmare cuteness.
>They do glorious battle fit for a children's cartoon.
>Anon finds this fun.
>He does his "You haven't seen the last of me!" bad guy spiel and beats a hasty retreat.
>This starts happening at least once every week.
>Anon constantly teases and flirts with the mare while trying to turn her to the "dark side" in proper dashing rogue fashion, often getting handsy during fights.
>Guardsmare stays strong "I would never stoop to villainy!" she would say, but she later starts having complicated feelings as each encounter with the rogue gives her a thrill she wouldn't get if she were still stuck doing guard duty for appearances.
>Forbidden romance between a Guard and a somewhat harmless Saturday morning cartoon villain Anonymous starts surfacing.

>>30144656
>and most
And by that he means a few who got super triggered and started screaming like autistic children.
>>30144677
>It's only shitposting if it's something -I- don't like
>Only things I like is allowed
And there is one of them!

>30144743
>something only (you) like.
fixed mister bait poster.

>>30144741
This should be fun, How cutesee is this able to get and how Saturday cartoon can it get?

>>30144765
>Implying
Rape stories of all kinds has been posted in almost every general out there. Hell, a Flutterrape general exists. But it's only in this one that someone like you completely loses their shit and chases away the writer if even a one-shot is posted.

>30144836
And its considered shitposting wherever its done, aside from the mentioned Flutterrape thread(if you can call it a thread at this point) and Fingerbang when they feel shitposty to fill up the empty space of bumps...or if the fanboys that defend their single writefag that drops out the chat and says hi. But that last part is still more rare.

>>30144912
>And its considered shitposting wherever its done
Except it's not. Many people in the other generals knows when to simply scroll past a story that they themselves do not like.
>and Fingerbang when they feel shitposty to fill up the empty space of bumps...or if the fanboys that defend their single writefag that drops out the chat and says hi. But that last part is still more rare.
Okay, now you're just a troll trying to start shit at this point.

>>30144783
>How cutesee is this able to get and how Saturday cartoon can it get
As much as you want senpai.
I was mostly just baiting potential writefags not actually thinking beyond that single post.

>You will never have your dastardly plans foiled yet again by that cute hardworking JUSTICE Guardsmare.
>A fight will never break out in the streets of Canterlot.
>"We need to stop meeting like this, If I didn't know better I'd think you like me."
>"N-No way! I'd never like a bad guy like you!"
>You will never use your superior height to pin the mare down.
>"Then have a TASTE of my new secret weapon! CITRIC acid!"
>You will never squeeze a lemon directly into her mouth and watch her expression scrunch up, and tears well in her eyes.
>"S-So bitter! You monster!"
>She will never kick you off just in time for backup to arrive and for you to make yet another daring escape.

>30144973
Funny, I was about to say the same about you.

>>30144979
Okay, then while the idiot replying to the bait fucks around, why don't we try to expand this a bit?
What kind of shenanigans would Anon do to get her attention while robbing nobles? Do Bond esq overly complicated plots, strip and flash to distract her, maybe throw ripe tomatoes into peoples eyes so he can rob them blind?
Would he wear a mask during his thieving gig? That way he can go out in public to do things, and maybe hit on guardmare whenever she is around.

>>30144986
Says the one who won't even reply properly because he genuinely believes that there are people who lusts after a (you).
Seriously, people like you must have freaked out back when the (you) was removed for a little while.

>>30145028
>Anon wears a mask whilst robbing ponies
>Doesn't when he's being charitable and friendly
>The ponies think that the two bipedal suit wearing aliens are different
>Guardsmare figures out Anon's treacherous lie
>Doesn't reveal him when he isn't wearing the mask
>Only goes after him when he's in thief mode
>Insert "There's good in hime, I've seen it" cliche spiel here

>>30144743
Fuck off gayfag. I'd recognize that posting style everywhere. Go choke on a dick or something.

>>30145120
Don't respond to the shitposter too man, the other guy took the bait already, focus on the great cat and mouse game here>>30145102
Wait...cat and mouse. Anon gets a female griffon sidekick in crime after he saves her from stealing a cooling pie. Confusing the guardmare even more, as she tries to unravel why he did such a thing.

>>30145102
>>30145028
>>30144979
>>30144741
I'm on it. Need a bit of a break from Damwall.

>>30145028
>Would he wear a mask during his thieving gig? That way he can go out in public to do things, and maybe hit on guardmare whenever she is around.

This is a good idea >>30145102

My take would be

>Wear a mask, even though you are the only known human bean in Equestria and you believe that anyone would actually know you at a glance from the wanted posters.
>It's actually the opposite and you basically Clark Kent your way into leading a double life of crime.
>Guardsmare is so earnest that she too can't tell that you're the villain she's after if you aren't wearing your signature mask.
>During her days off duty you "accidentally" bump into her and become friends.
>She confides that her Captain is constantly hounding her about not having caught the Villainous Anon.
>You often excuse yourself out of the room only to return wearing the mask to tease and taunt her.
>"Well well well, if it isn't my arch enemy. Out on a hot date? I heard your Captain is hounding you for not catching me yet."
>"N-N-No way! We're just friends, I'm just having some cof- why am I defending myself? And how did you get that information!?"
>She'll give chase.
>Later she'll apologize profusely for standing you up, once you have your mask off.

>>30145164
Sweet, you do that kind of thing well, looking forward to what you produce, we can always use more cute confused guardmares.

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>>30145164
Get hype!

Sorry I haven't updated yet, I've been a bit busy making a ponysona in inkscape

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>>30145150
>>30145183
I NEED IT

>>30145263
If he ain't colored like the milkshake product imma be disappointed

>>30145419
fuckin love me some Yoohoo

>>30138326
golden. thanks for your continued work. never been a crotchtit man but I'm not the one holding the brush.

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I wanna pet solem rain

>>30145804
I want to give her some comfy cuddles while she gets over her hangover.

>>30145804
I want to take Solemn Rain and her family into my home so I can help her dad find work, as for the little sister, I'll help her get a real education and I'll have Solemn Rain get a nice cushy job so she can live a peaceful, happy life

>>30145263
Make two versions:

Unshaken - lighter brown coat that fades into darker bands around the hooves, to simulate the chocolaty sediment

Shaken - Entire coat is same color as chocolate sediment, with an angry, agitated look on face, and chocolate milk bubble-foam leaking from the mouth

Or don't.

>>30146210
Don't forget a neat and tidily done up mane for Unshaken and a wild and messy one for Shaken.

>>30145120
And here is the other one.

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>>30145419
>>30146210
Those are some really good ideas, I gotta go back in and do those when I'm not feeling lazy
But for right now he's just one of those drink ponies

>inb4 lynched for gay shit
it was a good run

>>30146563
That's excellent mate, love the mane.

>>30146563
As long as you don't do actual gay shit your fine. Literal faggot shitposters lie about us hating stallions, while true we don't like them and prefer Anon, they are allowed to exist here...just not inside each other.

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Added solemn rain for serious this time.

>>30146596
only needs some discarded armor off to the side.

>>30146596
H-HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BREED THEM ALL? I CAN ONLY GO THREE TIMES A NIGHT!

>>30146596
uncensored hooves
holy fuck man, enjoy than ban

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>>30146563

This >>30146592 All of this

I'd be fine with a buddy cop story with Anon and Shining Armor, it's just 2 things I'd rather be without:

>The faggots that shitted up /hhh/ using the story as a reason to believe that ANY story involving stallions is O.K.
>The faggoty reactionists that jump up on chairs and scream like a wife from the 1950's that just saw a mouse in their kitchen at the possibility that one of the actual faggots might try to post some homo-green

>>30146596
The UNfiest of UNFs were had

>>30146668
>rookienumbers.png

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>>30146596

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http://www.strawpoll.me/12921628/r
>4 pones with 5 votes
hard time picking 2nd?
also >hfw last

>>30147035
>cryingontheinside.png

>>30145164
but i like damwall...

>>30147099
I see your dubs and assure you that I will continue writing Solemn's story. In the meantime, here is something new:

>You are Vigilant Shield, a Canterlot guardsmare.
>The road to Ponyville has never been the safest in Equestria.
>Skirting so close to the Everfree Forest, travelers would encounter monsters every now and then, with their imagination turning a pack of timberwolves into hydras or worse.
>Bandits, however, were new.
>Recently the Royal Guard had been receiving reports of thievery along the isolated path.
>Little would have come of it, had the outlaws stuck to hitting merchant caravans and peasants on pilgrimage to the capitol.
>A job for the local constabulary to handle.
>As fate would have it, however, the small town is a crossroads to other, more important centers of Equestrian power, and nobility frequents its spas and inns.
>After this countess or that baron sent a few too many tersely worded letters to Princess Celestia (long may she reign) about their run-ins with the ruffians, the Guard was put on the case.
>That didn’t mean the situation was given a high priority, and a young, inexperienced guardsmare was assigned to learn more about it.
>Namely, you.

>>30147162
>The coach rolls over another particularly large rut, knocking you against its wooden wall as your armor emits a dull metallic thud.
>You extend a foreleg to prevent your helmet from rolling off the bench next to you.
>Throughout the morning you’d been fiddling with it, and had removed the colorful crest to make it easier to conceal in the coach and less conspicuous to observers.
>“Oh, this is absolutely dreadful. Has the road always been this rough or are the locals simply too afraid to maintain it properly?”
>Countess von Pferd had begun complaining the moment the coach rolled through Canterlot’s Celestial Gate, and the regularity of her whining had increased as the day wore on.
>Her husband, the Count of White Tail, heaved a nearly imperceptible sigh and locked eyes with you before attempting yet again to calm his wife.
>For a moment as your eyes meet his, you feel a spiritual connection to the high-born pony, the two of you equals in suffering.
>“Deary, I am quite certain that it is only the appearance of these vagabonds that has sunk the path into disarray. Once our noble guardsmare here gets a hold of them, our travels shall be far more pleasant.”
>The Count gives you another glance, this time pleading, and you’re greatful that you have the forward bench of the compartment to yourself.
>Join the Guard, save nobles from their nagging wives, among other monumentally important duties.
>THUD
>The coach lurches and groans before coming to a halt.
>“Good Celestia, what on earth was that?”
>You ignore the Countess and peer through the small windows on either side of the coach, eyes flicking over the surroundings.
>Tall trees line both sides of the road, but you see no movement.
>Sliding your helmet in place, you pull a dull cloak over your armor and move to the left-side door, checking again for anything suspicious.
>Seeing nothing, you tug the cloak’s hood over your helmet and push the door open, dropping to the cold, muddy road.

>>30147185
>“Where does she think she’s going? She’s supposed to protect us!”
>“Shhh, now now dear, I’m certain she’s just helping the driver.”
>Partially correct.
>You close the door on the bickering nobles, hooves squelching in the mud as you pace slowly to the front of the coach.
>Although it’s about noon, the primordial woods strangle sunlight as it filters through the trees, keeping the road in perpetual twilight.
>The air is cool and still beneath the leaves, and birds sing their songs far off in the forest.
>The driver, a stocky, well-built earth pony, has already unharnessed himself and is inspecting the front right wheel.
“What is it?”
>He jumps and turns toward you, relaxing as he answers.
>“Got a tree limb lodged in the spokes, ma’am. It’s gone up into the transom, wedged real bad, you see?”
>The driver motions to the aforementioned branch, and you see that although the wheel is unharmed, the coach’s forward motion lodged it firmly through the spokes and into the undercarriage.
>Something isn’t right.
>You kneel in the mud, prying the free end of the tree limb free for inspection.
>A notch is cut into it, and tool marks surround the divot.
>Looking back down the road, your eyes follow the rut left where the limb was dragged to another piece of wood.
>The plank is trimmed to a wedge, thin enough to match the notch in the limb, and a length of rope is tied through a hole drilled in its center.
>The rope disappears into the gloom cast by the forest.
>An ambush.
>Your heart begins to hammer heavily in your chest, and your mouth goes dry as the driver sets about freeing the wheel, unaware of the danger.

>>30147195
>The fabric of your hood scratches as your ears swivel frantically, making hearing difficult.
>Oh Celestia, you’ve never even been outside of Canterlot, and here you are, alone in the Everfree, surrounded by ruthless bandits!
>An eerie silence has fallen over the forest, and you suddenly realize that you no longer hear the birds.
>Or the von Pferds’ quibbling.
>The driver carries on with his work, oblivious, and you move a forehoof beneath your cloak.
>The hilt of your sword meets it, and you slowly pull it from its scabbard, the blade glinting softly in the darkness.
>Shifting your hooves as quietly as you can, you round the front of the coach to face the left side.
>There, with its back to you, is a strange creature.
>It stands on two legs, an upright torso topped by a round head looming well over twice your height.
>Two arms protrude from its side, one resting on the scabbard of a longsword dangling from its waist, the other motioning with a crossbow into the coach door.
>You notice that the crossbow’s string isn’t knocked, though a bolt is locked into the weapon.
>The creature is wearing a black gambeson and brown gloves, with tall leather boots enclosing its legs.
>Possible choices run wild in your head.
>Kill it now with its back turned?
>Take it hostage in case its fellow bandits show up?
>Swallowing hard, your mind goes blank and you blurt out the only thing you remember.
“Stop! You’ve committed crimes against Equestria and her people. What say you in your defense?”
>Oh, buck.
>You really think a forest dwelling vagabond is going to heed the standard Canterlot accusation?
>The creature freezes, its shoulders tensing, and it lifts its head to sigh before slowly turning towards you.
>Your blood runs as cold as the forest.
>A mask is tied around the creature’s lower face, obscuring its features, but the eyes are clear as they stare into yours.
>There is no surprise in them, or fear.

>>30147203
>The creature’s eyes twinkle mirthfully and crinkle at the corners, betraying a smile beneath its mask.
>“What have we here? Why, a valiant warrior, come to defend the downtrodden nobility, perhaps?”
>A deep male voice booms theatrically from the creature, as if he’s merely playing a stage villain.
>He slings the crossbow over his back, taking a step away from you and drawing his distressingly long sword with a menacing grind of metal.
>“Well then, noble defender, I say it’s time to stand and deliver, don’t you?”
>You drop the hood from your helmet as your wide eyes shift between the bandit’s blade and his eager face.
“I- I’m warning you to surrender, criminal. Princess Celestia herself has taken notice of your actions and seeks your bringing to justice.”
>“So I’m a celebrity then? Splendid! But why on earth would I quit on top of my game?”
>You scramble for an answer, deeply desiring to avoid crossing blades with him, seeing as his is nearly double the length of your own.
“The longer you evade justice, the worse your punishment will be?”
>Gotta work on sounding more sure of yourself.
>The bandit’s eyes go wide in terror, and he begins to hesitantly back away from the carriage and towards the trees.
>“Well, I do so very much hate punishment. Manacles do dreadful things to my skin, you see. So if you don’t mind, brave guardsmare, I believe I shall be going.”
>With that, the tall vagabond sheathes his sword and gives a mock bow before turning and sprinting off into the woods at full tilt.
>As you stand confused at the turn of events, a dreadful cry bursts from the coach door.
>“Don’t just stand there, he’s made off with my prized Crystal Imperial necklace! After him!”
>Darn it.
>If you want to continue your admittedly short career with the Guard, you’d do well to keep your charges happy.
>Shoving your sword unhappily back into its scabbard, you take off after the criminal.

>>30147213
>His heavy footsteps leave easily visible prints in the soft forest floor, and you weave between trees as you rush deeper into the gloom.
>The woods are so dense that you can’t see him, and you push yourself to the limit to catch up.
>Your breath comes short and sharp as your heartbeat pounds rapidly in your ears, lungs burning and legs aching.
>Suddenly, the dim forest gives way and sunlight fills your eyes.
>You skid to a halt, chest heaving as your head swivels.
>The thick woods have opened into a small meadow, only the size of a respectable garden back in Canterlot, but the break in the canopy is enough to allow pure sunlight to reach it.
>A soft bed of grass blankets the meadow, with a stunning variety of brilliant flowers sprouting up here and there.
>Unfortunately, the grass has completely obscured the footsteps you were following.
>Still catching your breath, the warmth of the sun combined with your exertion soaks you with sweat beneath your armor.
>You drop your head low, scanning the grass carefully for any sign of the bandit.
>“Even if you find the trail, he’ll be long gone,” you think darkly, not wanting to return to the coach in defeat.
>A snapping in the foliage above whips your ears back, but before you can look up, a weight lands on top of you, forcing you heavily to the ground and knocking your helmet away.
>You roll and try to kick out with your legs, but your attacker deftly pins your hind legs to the ground, pressing their full weight on your hips.
>Your sword is out of reach, and before you can retaliate with your forehooves, you find them locked in the attacker’s grasp.
>Completely pinned, you squirm desperately, grunting with the effort.
>“Come now, my valiant friend, surely you know that to struggle any further is pointless?”
>You finally pause to look at him.
>The bandit’s gleeful eyes greet you once more.

>>30147224
>“You seem a little winded. If I let one of your hooves go, would you agree to not use it in a retaliatory fashion? I’m quite fond of my face, you know.”
>You are still panting, and sweat stings your eyes as you glare up at him.
>Without any better options, you relent and give him a curt nod.
>The hand anchoring your left hoof to the ground loosens, and immediately moves to your face.
>You press your head back, wanting to shrink away from his hand, but the soft meadow ground doesn’t allow it.
>“Rest easy, I’m only fixing a few things.”
>You scrunch as the bandit’s hand brushes your teal mane out of your eyes, tucking it away behind one ear.
>“It’s truly a shame I had to first meet you in that helmet. I much prefer you this way.”
>Unable to take his stage actor’s tone any longer, you open your mouth to retort.
“What, pinned on the ground beneath you, unable to fight?”
>The bandit’s eyes crinkle again, and his hand moves away before he thinks twice and reaches behind an ear, giving it a gentle scratch.
>O-Oh Celestia.
>“I was actually referring to the romanticism of our situation, if only you’d care to look around. The sun shining softly on our own corner of the world, the aroma of spring blossoms filling the air, the birds singing as if for us alone.”
>You can’t be enjoying this.
>You aren’t; the overall situation anyway.
>But Celestia, how this scratching feels.
>You can’t help but keep panting.
>“Just because we’re foes doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy a little civility.”
>His voice is husky; lewd, even.
>Snap out of it, Vigilant.
>Your free hoof comes up and pulls his hand away from your ear, drawing a chuckle from the bandit.
>“What is it that brings you to visit me, anyhow? I thought we’d taken our leave on agreeable terms?”
>Your eyes narrow at the bandit as you try to decide how to respond.

>>30147232
“The necklace. You stole it from my charge and I want it back.”
>The bandit cocks an eyebrow at you.
>“Just like that? Well, I suppose I’ve had my fun for the day and I’ll be perfectly glad to hand over the jewelry – hoove over, as it were. My apologies, these cultural sayings often get the better of me.”
>He leans uncomfortably close, sending you into another scrunch.
>“However, you’ll have to ask me nicely.”
>Oh for goodness’ sake.
“Fine. Will you please give me the necklace?”
>The bandit lifts his free hand as if to regard his fingernails, despite wearing gloves.
>“I’d like a proper term of address, as it were.”
“Mister Thief, would you please give me the necklace?”
>“I prefer ‘purloiner,’ it has a certain ring of class and respect that my profession is so severely lacking these days.”
>You scowl up at the bandit, who is clearly enjoying his position.
>It’s for the Guard, Vigilant.
>“Mister Purloiner, would you please give me the necklace?”
>The bandit’s hand waves grandly through the air before reaching to a pouch on his belt.
>“But of course, my small, metal-clad acquaintance. I’m always pleased to assist the Royal Guard in any way I can.”
>He produces the necklace: a fine silver chain from which hangs an intricate crystal design, seeming to absorb the sunlight and glow from within.
>With his fingers he delicately unclasps the chain, and before you can protest, he drapes it over your neck.
>Reaching behind your head, he leans in close to fasten the jewelry.
>You can smell him; a combination of sweat, earth and something else.
>Wine, perfume?
>It’s intoxicating.

>>30147246
>Before you can enjoy the scent any longer, the bandit completes his task and leans back to take in the result.
>“I must say, it is a shame that such a lovely piece must inevitably find its way back to the neck of such an undeserving mare. Your glittering golden eyes rival Celestia’s own sun reflected in this necklace.”
>Against your will, you feel your face heating up at his compliment, and your mouth opens and closes without words.
>“As much as I’d love to spend the day with you, my noble guardsmare, and perhaps an evening, who knows, I do believe we’ve spent enough time lounging in this manner. Ponies will begin to talk…,” he confides in a mock whisper.
>With that, he rolls off you and stands tall, striding for the treeline on the other side of the meadow.
>You rise on your own hooves, forcing yourself back into a professional state of mind.
“Wait!”
>The bandit turns flamboyantly on his heel.
>“Yes?”
>You’re completely spent, and you have no doubt he’d lose you in another chase.
>At the very least, you could get a name to go with the description you would report.
“Who are you?”
>The bandit straightens up and goes into a full bow, one arm stretched to the side as he makes a formal introduction.
>“My name is Anon E. Mousse, master thief and purloiner extraordinaire.”
>Anon completes his bow and winks at you before turning to the forest once again, striding into the underbrush and disappearing from your sight.
>M-maybe you could leave a few things out of the report.

>>30147252
And that's it for now anyway. Will Vigilant catch the criminal? Will Anon live to cuddle again? Tune in next week.

>>30147213
>>As you stand confused at the turn of events, a dreadful cry bursts from the coach door.
>>“Don’t just stand there, he’s made off with my prized Crystal Imperial necklace! After him!”
SMART.
Act like you're terrified and flee when you actually have all the valuables you came for.

>>30147261
I like this 'bandit'.

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>>30147035
this poll is rigged I hate it

>>30147261
I like this. Would read more.

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>>30147323
It is, all guards should have an equal number of votes.

>>30147261
Love it! Good work. Just don't leave us hanging on Solemn. I'm sure you won't but just asking.

>>30147533
Neuro, top cute pics as always!

pg9

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>>30144741

>>30147162
>>30147185
>>30147195
>>30147203
>>30147213
>>30147224
>>30147232
>>30147246
>>30147252

>>30147261

>tfw glorious writefag writes green from your prompt and whats more, it's pretty great.
So great in fact that my internet went down when I was about to give you (You)s.
I love you Whiskey, here's some more drawfagging I did while I didn't have internet, to commemorate this occasion. I changed the design to incorporate some of your Anon's gear; the face mask and the black gambeson specifically; now he looks like a proper highwayman.
I don't want to be presumptuous since everyone's image of Anon varies, but I hope this is close to what you guys might picture.

>>30148036
>...I hope this is close to what you guys might picture.
Nah, it's pretty good famalam. I might not be in the green but maybe add a cowl like from Assassin's Creed...NO, wait one of those flowery three musketeers hats; yeah. kek

>>30148036
nice

>>30148036
Where's the crossbow senpai?

>>30148103
Oh yes, a dastardly wide brimmed hat with a feather

>>30146596
OP, you'd better make this our next header.

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>>30148103
>>30148241

>musketeers hats
Eh, why not?
Got problems thinking on the color of the feathers, so I went with the green and purple classic doctor's orders

>>30148116
Here

>>30148569
YES! That hat is perfect! I love you drawfriend.

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>>30148621

>>30148569
NOICE

>>30099024
>...

>It's late afternoon by the time you get to Over the Moon.
>From outside, you couldn't possibly tell anyone's in.
>The sign says "closed," and not a peep is coming out of the place.
>But inside, you know, renovation is taking place.
>Moondancer is working a complex spell and Anon is doing manual work to undo the damage caused by the MILF attack.
>...or, he was.
>As you approach the door, he walks out.

>You brace for some excited or upset exclamation from him, but get none.
>"Oh. Safe. Hi."
"Hi, Anon. I got your note. Sorry I missed you."
>He sighs.
>"No problem. I was overly urgent anyway. Wasn't in the best mood after learning about Care. We can wait to talk about it."
>He glances over your head, over the rooftops, to the upper mountain and city skyline.
>"Tomorrow works. If you're free. Won't hold you tonight and couldn't anyway. I'm... tired. One more errand then home for me."
"I can come by at noon?"
>"That works. I live-"
"Near the library. Careful told me a while ago. I know the place from my patrols."
>He nods.
>"See you then."
"See you."

>You head in, ringing the hollow bell with the door.
>No response.
"Moon...?"
>She's not hard to find.
>Purple ribbons of magical energy flow from each book, shelf, and page strewn across the floor to a spot in back of the store.
>The debris floats and shifts, sometimes in orderly ways, sometimes in ways mysterious.
>The latter must have been knocked around the most in the fight, you think.

>>30148762
>At the meeting point of all the ribbons is Moondancer, sitting in the center of a glyph of drizzled wax that must have taken hours to draw.
>At a glance, she looks serenely relaxed, her eyes closed and her head down, but her facial expression is one of tense and utter focus.
>"Safe," she says, looking your way, the ribbons fading, leaving the objects of their attention fixed where they are in the air or on the floor.
>She opens her eyes.
>They're bloodshot.
>She's smiling, but she's the picture of utter exhaustion.
>So much for hanging out.

"Moondancer. I had hoped we could do something... together. But... well."
>She nods.
>"Another time. I'm a little tuckered out."
>A little?
>You shake your head.
"You're badly fatigued. Did you ask Anon to stay? I believe he'd be willing to-"
>"I told him he could go. He has enough worries of his own, and I'm sure he... he... zzz."
>She falls asleep on the spot.
"Moondancer?"
>She starts awake.
>"Needs time to himsel... him..."
"He's fine. I was with him at the doctors. Quick recovery. I'm going to get him. Take a nap in the beanbag."
>"Oh..."
>She tries to protest only to nod off again.
>Eventually, she acquiesces.
>You exit the shop and gallop after Anon.

do people want me to continue off the guard yak thing? see >>30073975

I have some interest in it myself, but I like my stories to be believably """consistent""" with the show canon, and after a recent ep it looks like Yakyakistan is a more limited setting than I thought it would be to work with.

>>30148460
Sure. I can do that.

>>30148824
If you want. But now that we know what female yaks look like. That cute pic was either a juvenile or some sort of mutant runt.

>>30148824

Maybe she was some high raking officials daughter serving her mandatory conscription. Assigned to anon because they thought he was too pathetic to ever take advantage of what was now essentially his slave.

>>30147185
>Countess von Pferd

>>30148824
>limited setting
Those walls and gate(that they don't even bother to guard) were awfully large for their small village.
Maybe it use to be much bigger?

>>30148764
Safe and Moondancer snuggle pile required.

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>>30147252
>>30147261
good shit, purloiner Anon is top kek material

>>30148824
As much as I would love a cute yak guard story. I would much prefer to read about Careful's recovery, their reunion, And how they are going to handle the next situation.

>>30149237
Knowing German pays off for discrete puns

>>30144588
Hey look, a ghost!

>>30148764
I'm always up for more of Moonie and her comfy shop

>>30148569
>>30148036
Nice work on both accounts my dude
>>30147533
Solemn looks like she could use a tissue. Or an allergy tablet

journey to moonie's
bookshelves broken books scattered
moonie is tired

pg 8

bedtime bump

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what guardmare should this poner be?

>>30153225
Hmmm, I don't know. Cant think of any scenes this could be.

>>30153225
smol time poner

>>30153225
>>30153233
Actually it could be Careful getting clean from the tomatoes.
Or Brave or Vannie getting helped in/out of the bath.

>>30153264
I suppose I could see that.

>>30153233
>>30153264
Probably should've clarified, its anon buying a pet pone

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>>30153249

>>30153912
Gah that's cute, but pinkie is breaking my heart.
Always buy at least two poners, they are social animals and need constant friendship/companions

>>30154120
THIS, sad poners are a bad thing.

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>>30153912
>>30154120
>>30154145

Good night thread.

>>30123776
>
>"My god. Never in my life have I been this excited to buy clothes."
>Anon puts the outfits and your socks and stuff down on the counter.
>Minuette and Gold left just a minute ago, saying there was some show they're going to or something.
>You weren't really paying too much attention, honestly.
>While Anon and Gold couldn't tell of the state you're in, you still had to play the part of a normal pony.
>Which was very, VERY difficult.
>They did leave pretty quickly though, and the short time you talked to both of them, they were pretty excited.
>And hay, you didn't even know about the show until you saw the tickets.
>Front row seats, too.
>Mare, you've really been out of the loop since Anon's come around.
>Not that you mind, because it's just more time to spend with him, but still.
>You'd rather stay out of the loop here with Anon, than be stuck out on patrol again.
>"Oh, you're uh... buying this... for your marefriends...?"
>-Wait what?
>Your focus moves over to Sweet, who's just got this dejected look on her face.
>You and Vannie both share a confused look.
>Okay, obviously Anon broke the news, then.
>-Which actually makes sense, because you're sure if it was either one of you, she'd of tried to throw down.
>She certainly looked that way earlier.
>And hay, you would absolutely DESTROY her if she did.
>But she didn't, so it's fine.
>BUT OH MARE-
>-Okay, okay, calm yourself, Brave.
>You take a deep breath, and notice the pout on her face.
>While normally you'd be quick to cheer somepony up, this is different.
>She's competition, and there is no way in hay you're sharing this prize with her.
>Besides, she's much better looking than you- of course you're going to be this defensive over Anon.
>She can have any stallion he wants, just not him.
>And the fact that HE broke the news to her...
>You glance up at his soft, smiling face.
>A soft, dreamy sigh escapes you.
>It reminds you that this really isn't a normal old fling.

>>30155078
Sad Biscuit makes me sad. But she'll be OK, unless she starts thinking it's one of them.
She may be mad jelly, but if she learns the truth she's probably not crazy enough to take on two ponies.

>>30147252
So does this Anon have a twirly handlebar mustache and all?

This is actually funny. Keep it up!

>>30153912
Where is this place?
I must inquire.
It must be fate.
Ponies to love and cuddle is my desire.

>>30155078
Makes me wonder if there's pony maxipads, so they don't make a mess where ever they sit... Wait... What if there IS. But they blend in with their fur perfectly so if anyone sneaks a peek it almost looks like they have no genitals.

>>30155078
poor little mare

she was too slow to the punch

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>>30155498
>this Anon have a twirly handlebar mustache and all?

He wears a mask that covers the lower half of his face so nobody knows.
But if he does have one, maybe that's reason why he turned to a life of crime? Those mustache creams and other necessities to maintain such a glorious facial accessory don't grow on trees.

But seriously though, I think having a mustache like that, on top of the theatrics, the clothes and all that, is overkill.

when will careful and anon fuck again?

>>30148764
>"That bad?" he asks, once you've explained things.
"She's only overworked, but she's very overworked. I've only seen ponies that tired when guards come to HQ after double-overnight duty. Somepony needs to make sure she doesn't push herself any harder."
>He shifts his weight from foot to foot, looks up into the evening sky, and sighs.
"Okay. I owe her that much."

>You walk back to Over the Moon at a more relaxed pace.
>"Since we have time now," starts Anon.
"Yes?"
>"Wanted to talk about Careful."
"I don't believe you need to worry. I've never seen her... the way she was... yesterday. But she's been through worse and recovered."
>"Glad to hear you say that. I've forced myself to be optimistic. It's good to hear that's realistic, too. What I mean, though... I wanna talk about what I need to do for Care."
"After she's better, you mean?'
>"Yeah, the quarantine bullshit. No. I mean now."
>He yawns.
>"Tomorrow, rather."
"I'm sure it will only be another day or two-"
>"I won't break doctor's orders. They're overly-cautious pussies, but if it's Careful, I want to be an overly-cautious pussy. I'm talking about..."

>A few ponies pass on the street.
>Anon pauses, keeping his eyes ahead, giving no indication that you two are conversing.
>They pass.

>"The ones who got away, Safe," he says, his voice low but clear.

>>30156076
>...it takes a moment for you to understand what he means, but once you do, you speak without thinking.
"Vigilantism is illegal. Our laws regarding it are extensive, exact, and unforgiving. The Guard doesn't overlook it, and I personally will not tolerate it."
>"Safe-"
"Do not say another word."

>You each stop.
>Anon looks down at you, his eyes wide, his newly-mended arm hanging free but bending awkwardly at his side.
>His free hand is raised in a gesture you've never seen but understand intuitively: 'stop.'

>He doesn't move a muscle.
>Neither do you.
>Your own reaction is unconscious; over-the-top, given the situation, but no more in your control than your face during a fit of sneezing or a bout of sobbing.
>Your stance is spread and low, ready to take off or deliver a kick at a moment's notice.
>You're trying to maintain what you hope is concern in your eyes, but...
>...well, in the past, some less-than-kind ponies have let you know that your gaze can be unnerving.

>You wouldn't stand down even if you could, though.
>You've become fast friends with the man before you in the past forty-eight hours.
>Maybe too fast to know who you were actually meeting.
>You shouldn't have put so much trust in him just on Careful's word.
>Even if he's... nice.
>Really nice.
>But history's worst criminals were all nice.
>Really nice.
>The slyest thieves, the sickest killers.
>It's part of their camouflage that you, uniquely, can see through, even if you want desperately to understand what it looks like to everypony else.

>>30156081
>Anon takes a deep, unsteady breath.
>Slowly, he lowers his good hand.
>His stance relaxes.
>This puts you at ease, but you don't step off entirely.
>If he's only doing so as an act, you can't afford to.

"I'm sorry, Anon, but please explain yourself. I will not let you off if you try to tell me you misspoke."
>He takes a deep breath, more steady this time.
>"I didn't misspeak, but it's not what you think. I'm really sorry. Didn't mean to upset you."
>You relax a little more.
>"You're aware a few of them got away? My memory's hazy, but at least one of the MILFs ran off when I helped Moondancer get out that night. We doubtlessly missed others. Maybe some never entered, or never got their hooves dirty in the first place."
"Our witness from the group said she knew of no others involved."
>"She was blackmailed. She said so, right?"
"Yes."
>"The ones who were caught were caught, but what about anypony left on the outside? If she got them turned in, they'd know it was her."

>You back off physically, now, but you still want answers.
"Okay. I hope you understand my caution."
>"I'm allowed not to?"
>You ignore the comment.
"Never mind. Just, what did you want to ask me in the first place?"
>"I wanted to ask you,"
>He speaks carefully and deliberately now.
>"If it would be okay... if I talked to Honey Hive. Just talked. I... figured you'd know."

>If you hadn't interrupted him, you don't believe that's what he would have said.
>However, you believe he's telling the truth.
"You two spoke during the incident. Maybe you have a rapport with her the Guard doesn't..."
>"Yes. Exactly."
"That's fine."
>"Awesome! Thanks for the advice, Safe. Sorry again, I really appreciate-"
"-only if I come with you."

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>>30156085
i dont like her

>>30155821
further examination required

>>30156085
Felt kinda strange. I'm not really sure how she even came to the conclusion of "vigilantism".

>>30156201
I love her. Safety is an amazing mare. Pegasi too. Shes a keeper.

>>30156085
Careful's Anon is a bit of a pussy I'm not sure why Safety would jump to vigilante justice right off a couple of words there.
But loving the fact we're back on the move again, interested to see what Anon is thinking

>>30156443
>>30156719
hazards of writing on the fly. I forget readers aren't psychic. I'll try to explain it more next update.

Can guardsmares into police brutality?

>>30156443
>>30156719
I think she was accusing Anon of wanting to attempt vigilantism and was warning him not to try anything. I could be wrong though.

>>30157536
A shame she went full low-functioning autist about it.

>>30157544
That's kinda her character though

>>30156085
Thanks for the excellent update CW!

>>30156443
>>30157536
Yeah, caught me a little off guard as well but took it as her assuming the worst and warning him. I do hope it doesn't affect their budding friendship. Anon's only other friend beside Careful is Moonie. He should have more than just two friends.

Just an FYI; it's a short day for me today. I'm not going to be able to keep watch as much as I'd like to. We seem to have quite a few Anons ITT though so I'm not too worried. I offer a badly written haiku as penance.

Quarantined Careful
Frustrated Anonymous
Safety is concerned

>>30157161
No, but guardstallions can.

How would you feel if I were to use a pic of Sunset Shimmer dressed as Spiderman for the next thread?

>>30159173
She isn't really a guard, but get one of her and throw in a cop sidekick or something then we'll be in business. Or maybe Shield security or something.

>>30159173
Why are you asking a dumb question?

>>30159218
How is that a dumb question?

>>30159218
It's cause it's bait.

>>30159294
>Implying
lease do everyon a favor and leave.

So, who is best guardsmare?

>>30159363
By technicality it would have to be time travel pone, as she has the most combat experience, Careful and Safe, Brave and Vannie, then probably the Dishonored pone as she was, technically, made a fugitive. But if your asking who is best snuggle buddy, then you might as well pack it in, they are all perfect.

>>30159389
Solemn Rain is still in the city watch/guard at this point she was just given the day off.
How long she stays or can stay in the watch is another matter.

What do you think each guardmare's favorite music to listen to is?

>>30159811
dude! this is a blue board, you'll get yourself banned

>>30160053
Brave my listen to country or classic rock, Vannie listens to cheasy edgey tean love rock songs, Careful might listen to Sabaton, Safe listens to Dope. Cant think of anything for the other two, since they don't have an Anon to get music from...or even that much of a music selection in the first place.

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>>30159363
http://www.strawpoll.me/12921628/r
poll says brave best guardpone

>>30160336
The poll was a mistake, all guardsmares deserve love

>>30160053
Gay stuff.

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>>30160325
>Anon is a necessity for fucking music of all things
they don't need the all-knowing human self-insert to tell them what opinions to formulate and what MUSIC is

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>>30160260
Oh shit right, here's a sfw version!