Moth Pony General

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>>30168533
The fact that no one has posted anything in here yet makes me angry.
At least it's more alive than /foe/.

>>30168533
They are cute. Hope things goes well for this thread.
I have to say that I am a little surprised that your general went down while the Batpony general kept moving forward. Mothponies are so much cuter, man. Then again, and this is something that nobody can deny, this fandom has a lot of people who wants edgy-looking OCs.

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>>30169060
But mothponies can be edgy too...

>>30168533
back from the fandom thread

What is this thing and where can I get more?

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Bumping with phone camera quality moth pone

Boop from me.

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Didn't actively hang out in this general very often, but I enjoyed lurking more than a few times for the cute art.

Have one last bump from me.

>>30170130
I can dig it

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How do mothpones feel about breezies?

>>30169060
>m-muh edgy OCs

The reason bat ponies are superior is because they are actually in the show, unlike your retarded fanon species.

BAT

>>30170072

I recommend this for starters:

http://moth-ponies.wikia.com/wiki/Moth_Ponies_Wiki

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That's funny , just today I thought of reviving this thread

>>30173020
>implying your fanon bats have ever been in the show
The guards didn't even have fangs.

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Rip moth ponies, I won't be awake to bump you alive tonight and your on page 8 already

>>30175048
>Rip moth ponies
Say, what happened that made it die anyway?

test

>>30175843
the thread lost peoples interest which made some drawfags and writefags leave. the more of them that left, the more interest dropped. that caused the thread to die.

>>30175487
does she like nachos?

>>30177183
Maybe those are nacho-shaped covers specially designed for wings? You know, to keep them warm for when they're sleeping in cold places?

>>30177553
No.

>>30176109
With threads like the ones we have here on /mlp/ right now, I find that a little hard to believe.

I know I said that the last bump would be my last one, but I think moth ponies are so darn cute that I'm gonna bump it again.

>>30173908

Was having such thoughts myself, though was thinking rather of future. Holidays, maybe. Got nothing finished for the thread yet. Plans are being made though.

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>>30168533
Batfag here, I missed posting real life moths with you fags, hope your thread doesn't tank.

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>>30180764

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Good to see

I've never seen this before.
but I like it

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>>30175843
>>30178726
The pool of thread regulars for /moth has historically been pretty small, so if people shun the thread due to drama, too much porn, too few draws, or simply because they're busy, bumping properly becomes a problem pretty fast.

>>30180877

I like the way you name pictures.

>>30173896
I'll have to check it out later, thanks.

>>30168533
THIS THREAD IS SO CUTE MY BLOOD IS TURNING INTO SUGAR

Whoever thought to bring this back, thank you. A new wave of joy and possibly inspiration has swept over me.

If I wanted to introdiuce moth ponies to my PnP game, how big would they be? Also, are they big enough to fuck, or would it be better to give them a cum bath?

>>30182281
They're a little smaller than average poners, give or take.

>>30182291
Thanks. So they're about the size of a normal pone foal when adults?

>>30182420
I'm talking like around an apple shorter at the head than an adult mare

>>30182426
Ohhhhh, gotcha. So they'd be perfect for cuddling and domming?

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xKav6ERLMBWA72bonqmtuHJn3tkE4DZWEPFHPfE-pVQ/edit?usp=sharing
Posting the shitty moth pony OC I made about a year ago.

>>30172731
they are bitter rivals after one of their young ones led a moth right into a bug zapper. didn't do more than singe his nose, but it was enough to piss them off.

plus, they fight over who's cuter

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moth is back?

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>>30172731
They're actually from pretty much opposite ends of Equestria, so they don't really interact much. But pic related was drawn because it does get asked about a lot.

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>>30182639
YESS!
.... YESS! https://youtu.be/P3ALwKeSEYs

>>30183001
Now we need a skeet fighter w moffs

I'm amused by these tiny fluff ponies. I'm gonna get started on a green called Getting Floofy With It.

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Hexferry a cute

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Operator operating operationally

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Nom.

>>30183985
Yeah, she is
Lets all court her and see who wins while pretending Shimmer is not a thing

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>>30184751
I would rather court squeak

>>30184771
It's a fight between you and Virgo

>>30184791
And Hope.
>>30172538

>>30182992

>Day 11 in moffquestria
>Gemini has decided you are his boyfriend
>You're working up the courage to tell him you don't swing that way
>No really. You are.
>But you just haven't gotten around to it yet.
>For some reason, Squeak sends for you, saying it's super important
>a matter of life and death
>Gemini is asleep on your sleeve
>Meisa made you this great evening robe but it's really baggy
>There's no fucking chance you'll get it out from under him without waking him up
>Fortunately(?) there's a pair of scissors within reach
>You use the scissors to cut away the part of the sleeve that's stuck
>It turns out there's a stray breezie trapped in Squeak's house
>She's just not being rational
>After fruitlessly chasing after the thing for probably twenty minutes, failing at the last second each time because Squeak SQUEAKS and either startles you or the breezie or both,
>you fetch Golden Corral
>There's totally a pun you could make about all this but you decide (for once) that life is awful enough as it is
>Meisa is going to be ticked at you, you're tired as balls, and if you make a pun about needing help "_corral_-ing" this little horsebug you'll probably be at it all night
>*SQUEAK*
"No, Squeak. They don't sting, either. Where do you come up with all this?"
>*SQUEAK*
"Oh. Virgo. Well why didn't you say so?"
>*SQUEAK*
"Well I was trying to catch this damn thing while you kept on talking so forgive me for not picking up every detail."
>*SQUEAK*
"No, that's termites. Termites bore through wood. Breezies don't do that either."
>*SQUEAK*
"Fine. I'm going as fast as I can here. Goldie should be here in a minute."
>Goldie had been in the middle of getting something into the oven when you'd gone by her place. She makes her entrance. Squeak seems to calm down somewhat.
>Before either of you have a chance to start coordinating, Squeak has drawn an elaborate set of diagrams onto some paperboard.
>You both look curiously.

>>30186221
>They depict you (comically wearing a baseball mit on one hand and a boxing glove on the other) and Goldie, with her tongue extending towards the breezie
>Throughout the panels, you're both seen chasing the little bugger from room to room
>According to it, you're supposed to punch the wall to startle the breezie after which Goldie chases it to the next one (with her tongue, of course)
>After making your way to the last panel on the bottom of the sheet, where the drawing of you successfully has the breezie in hand, you bust out laughing.
"Hohoo. Good one Squeak, we're both a bit frustrated right now but it always helps to add some levity. Thanks for that."
>In return, she gives you an extremely cross stare. Goldie deadpans and blinks, looking at you.
"Y-you're serious..."
>*SQUEAK*
>The brown mothpony passes you the catcher's mitt and the boxing glove. It's not clear to you where they were lying before they appeared in her hooves
>Shaking your head, you fit them on as best you can
>Squeak is scribbling again
>She approaches the breezie with the thick square of paper
>For a moment you're worried she's just going to swat it dead
>Instead, she thrusts the surface toward the breezie, a few feet away, who looks at it quizzically
>With what looks like a furrowed brow, it studies the piece for a moment before its eyes widen and it starts to shake
>It looks to Squeak pleadingly
>She smirks and shakes her head
>It then looks to Goldie who grins devilishly
>Before you know it, the chase it on!

>>30186266
>Each time, at Squeak's command (SQUEAK), you hurl your padded fist haphazardly into the wall
>And sure enough, each time, the breezie flits away at the last second, to then be pursued by the gold-colored mare into the next room
>Finally, you reach the last room of the house, winded, and worried you'll have to repeat the whole obstacle course again in reverse
>You stand in the doorway, heaving for breath, as Squeak shimmies past you with Goldie just behind her
>The breezie is flat on its back on the couchback, staring at the ceiling and paying them little mind
>As they draw closer, they move more sneakily until at last they're both looming up behind their little victim
>*SQUEAK*
>The breezie is shaken from its reverie and careens through the air away from Golden Corral
>With your right hand, you're able to catch it squarely
>much better than you might've expected you could, you might add
>In a second, Squeak has snatched the mitt off you and now flutters toward the door
>Having the front door closed on you before you can follow, you watch beside Goldie through the den window as Squeak releases the breezie into the moonlit night sky
>*SQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAK!!*
>"So, Anon."
>You look over at Goldie.
>"How's that for an interesting night? Your best one yet, I assume."
>As usual on the occasions she decides to talk, there's that husky tone, as if there are suggestive lines you might read between.
"Well, I guess I can no longer say that vore drawings don't have a place in the world."
>"Mhmm."
"By the way, you wouldn't have-"
>Goldie chortles.

>>30186341
>"Anon, if I had caught 'em, I think they never would've left."
>Again, this was her being suggestive.
>Finished angrily squeaking curses and general words of warning, Squeak comes back inside
"Are you satisfied?"
>*SQUEAK*
"Good."
>*SQUEAK SQUEAK*
"Yeah, I know, my sleeve's messed up and I'm wearing an evening robe. You said this was urgent."
>*SQUEAK*
"At least I put pants on."
>*SQUEAK*
"You wouldn't understand."
>Goldie took a normal tone for once.
>"Well, custard's probably about done. Glad I could help, Squeak."
>*SQUEAK*
>"See you 'round, Anon."
>You watch for a second as she coolly makes her way off, a faintly seductive sway to her gait. Squeak notices your gaze.
>*SQUEAK*
"Well, of course I like her."
>*SQUEAK*
"What do you MEAN I come off as GAY?"
>You continue to bicker with Squeak until the sun comes up before realizing you really should get back to bed.

>>30182445

Is that a custom rp system?

>>30186571
Nah, just some shitty cookie cutter thing that I found.

>>30186368
MOAR PLOZ!

So, how big do you picture moth ponies to be? Actual moth size, or typical pone size?
I'm not too familiar yet and it seems to differ from what I can tell

>>30188815
Hexferry's creator said she was small enough to infiltrate bee's nests, so they're probably not much larger than an actual moth.

>>30189645
I remember this moff

>>30188893
She infiltrates giant beehives (like the ones in original MLP), but keeps tiny bees out of hobby/pleasure/noms

ALSO HOLY CRAP MOFFS ARE BACK I need to draw something later

>>30190443
I guess a better answer is, on average, slightly smaller than regular ponies (but there's lots of weird variation because holy crap can moths vary in the real world)

>>30188815
The consensus seems to be that a typical moth pony is maybe 10 or 15% smaller than a normal pony, give or take. I think >>30182426 put it best by saying they're maybe an apple shorter than other ponies on average.

>>30190443
>G1 lorefagging
I like you.

>>30186588
>MOAR
Only a fool would argue with such wise doubles.
Are you interested in more silly adventures specifically or just moth-related green in general?

>>30191146
Moth related green in general. I thib reading them is a lot of fun.

Bats rule.
Moths drool.

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Moths are cute, fluffy, and won't destroy your eardrums

>>30191877
bat snack

>>30191885
Bats EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE too much.

I want to sexually stimulate a tiny moth pony
any green on this?

>>30191923
Not that I know of

>>30191923
This

>>30191885
You know what happened while you were shitposting junior?
Your dead general fell into the archive.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Guess we know now that moths > bats.
Faggot.

>>30192189
Moths are better than bats. Maybe the batfaggots will come over and join us in our superior taste.

>>30192189
It's not even what it once, it's not even full of shitposting, it's just become the foalcon general.

Anyone else think it is weird how bat general dies and moth general resurrects everytime when too much of insert thing is posted in one of them and it's always one of them dying and the other one living instead of both remaining active at the same time?

>Shitposting
Instead of replying, bump with actual content or discussion, maybe. inb4 this post isn't really the best example of either behavior sorry

>>30191688
Cute! Though unless someone made Luna into a couch that's weird choice of furniture. Maybe some noble got it for her and she was too polite to refuse it. Or maybe she's secretly just really vain and orders stuff like this for herself.

>>30186571
If you're looking for a custom tabletop system that's MLP-oriented, I once played on this one called Aspirations of Harmony that wasn't bad, though I won't say I have the most refined possible taste in terms of all the various systems that are out there. Pic not strictly related.

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>>30192836
>Pic not strictly related.
Pic not even strictly attached lel

>>30178726
You find it hard to believe that the normal general spiral that eventually happens to every general happened to the moff general?

bumpin

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Bump

>>30193212

It's a good thing we've had this half a year break. Seems like the spirits are generally higher.

I'm thinking of shoehorning moth ponies into my FoE PnP campaign just because they're adorable. So, how do you think a moth pone would fare in the world of Fallout Equestria?

>>30195312
Wouldn't they just mutate into giants like most of the bug-like creatures in Fallout?

Coincidentally, I was thinking about adding moffs to the CYOA I was making.

>>30195356
The cucks who made a rework of the system made bat ponies a playable race. If bat ponies haven't mutated I'm sure moth pones could survive in Stable's and such. Plus breezies aren't mutatedeven if they aren't touched on or mentioned once in the fic.

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Have a moth Knew something was off with that notification from the wikia

>>30195589

What do you mean?

>>30180764
I remember an anon who had a fright of moths and another anon spamming colorful moths with descriptively cute image names.

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>>30193664
this captures the essence of my soul

>>30194104
>pic
SEQUIN AND MEISA ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONLY SEWING PONES IN THIS THREAD AND NOW YOU'VE MADE A THIRD REEEEEEEEEE!

What is pone working on here?

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>>30196632
Pls

>Evening in Dust Valley
>Moon Dust is hanging out outside his house on one of those tanning chairs.
>It's not sunny obviously, but he looks really comfortable
"Hey, man, what's up?"
>Moon Dust just looks at you and takes another sip of his drink before setting it back down
>He's wearing sunglasses. From what you can tell, they're really just for effect.
>You decide not to say anything, and wander over anyhow.
>To see if you can't get him to say something back, you grab his drink and take a pull off the straw.
>As soon as you have a mouth full of the stuff, you wince and gulp it down rather than spitting it out.
>It looked a lot like Long Island Ice Tea but it's 100% way stronger than that.
"Jesus, Moon Dust what IS this?"
>"Brandy and everclear. Why?"
>Damn this moth can really hold his booze, apparently. What ever happened to the innocent naïve Moon Dust you so fondly remember?
>You stutter before you're able to get your next words out.
"Isn't it like, a little strong?"
>Also it's a pretty weird combination but again, you keep that to yourself.
>He lifts his sunglasses and glances at you a second before dropping them back onto his nose.
>"I don't think so."
"But you used to get drunk so easily!"
>You can't tell if he's just trying to be extra cool or doesn't want to talk to you here. His reply has a hint of distance to it.
>"I guess that's true."
>You don't want to belabor the point but it's going to get to you.
"Is this, uhh, your standard drink now?"
>He giggles. It's a hint of the old Moony.
>"Yeah, actually. Amata drinks these. I've really come to like them!"
"Amata..."
>You mutter, making a note to confront her about this.
>"Huh?"
"S-sorry. Nothing."
>You sort of awkwardly wait for Moony to invite you to pull up a chair or something. A few moments pass. You're not sure he actually will. Finally:
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>"You're blocking my light."

>>30197138
>You realize, where you were standing, you'd cast a faint shadow in the moonlight, which is coming from a fairly small sliver in the sky at the moment.
"Oh, uhm. Sorry."
"M-mind if I join you for a bit?"
>"Sure."
>Not offered a seat, you decide to just sit on the patch of ground next to the recliner he's in.
>It's weird you're not able to really tell if this is how cool people hang out or if you're just succeeding in being tremendously awkward.
>Eventually, Moon Dust breaks the ice a bit.
>"So, what's been up?"
"Well, you know. Helped out on the caravan this time. Saw the new Changeling encampment. Kinda something. They've come a long way, as a group. Nobody told me it would be such a long circuit, though. I was pretty homesick by the time we got back."
>"Homesick?"
"Well... yeah."
>"But aren't you always homesick, Anon?"
"Oh. Well no, I meant- you know."
>Moon Dust lifts his shades again and gives you a long gaze. There's not much reading into it. Puzzlement, maybe? If you had to guess?
>He eventually lowers them again and adjusts himself a few times on the recliner, then silence.
>It takes you a bit but you feel it's your turn to say something.
"Moon Dust?"
>"Yeah?"
"Are we alright? I mean, you and me?"
>He looks up at the sky as he composes a response. It's a super quiet night. You think you hear an owl taking off from across the square.
>As the sound fades, you fail to conjure even the slighest bit of noise from the village around you. Long, mute crossbeams of still air bridge the expanse between your eardrums.
>"You were gone a long time."
>You fish for thoughts but find none.
"I uhh. I'm sorry."
>He shrugs.
>"No sweat. 'Didn't bother me none."
>You ponder that expression. It's definitely either a Goldie thing or Butterscotch thing. He doesn't usually talk like that.
>Or does he?
"Hmm."
>He cracks a bit of a smile.
>"Were you worried about me?"
>You fumble.
"Y-- I try not to like, underestimate you. I know you hate that."

>>30197149
>"So you WERE worried."
"I don't know. Is homesickness just worry?"
>You're an idiot and you're sure he knows it too.
>He shrugs.
>"I wasn't lonely, if that's what you're thinking."
>/Damnit Moony, stop putting words in my mouth./
"I-I didn't say that."
>"Good. Cuz it wouldn't be true if you did."
"Right," is about all you manage.
>He tilts his head.
>"So it's settled, then."
"What?"
>"I wasn't the one who was lonely."
>You notice your throat making an uneasy noise for a second before you shut it down.
>Moon Dust's left forehoof drops off the side of the reclining deck-chair.
>For a second, you're back on the same wavelength; you reach up and clutch it in your hand.
>The slightest smile hovers on his features beneath the weak light of the sky. It's a torture you wouldn't give up for anything.
>The air isn't that cold but you sniffle and suppress a shiver. There was a time you could have lost almost anything and somehow soldiered on to the next moment. Now, though, the world is small and you cannot not bear the idea that its pieces might spread apart or drift away.
>You notice shortly that he's employed his other forehoof to push on the far side of your head, gently encouraging you to lean in toward him.
>At the end of the motion, you're now tilted over to the right, your ear now resting by his waist, head cradled by the curve of his hip.
>He swirls at the near side of your temple with his free hoof, leaving a circle of tingling in its wake.
>You shut your eyes and listen to the faint noises from his insides as they work away at the startlingly-strong booze he's been sipping at.
>You nuzzle into his hoof as it caresses your cheek, the fluff on his belly also ticking a bit with the rise and fall of his breaths.
"Don't let me do that again, okay?"
>You hear the rapid trill of a glass being drained with a straw, followed by the tumbler being set gently back down.
>"Don't worry, Anon. It's still the same old me."

>>30197168
"But you're-"
>"So 'cool' now?"
"I-"
>"Anon, I've always been 'cool.' You think these glasses and a little practice drinking makes me a changed mare?"
>His hoof traces lightly across your brow, making it that much harder to do much other than keep right on melting there, much less make a cogent counterpoint.
"I feel dumb."
>"I know."
>You're about to protest when the hoof – briefly withdrawn – returns with one of the icecubes in it, and continues to trace a path about your head. You withdraw whatever effort was about to go into your retort as the cube leaves a chilly wet trail on your scalp and your try not to yelp.
>You take a moment to just control your breaths as you get used to the sensation wandering about your skull.
>"And I still make puns too, you know."
"Wai- huh?"
Before you know it, Moon Dust has tipped the remaining bits of ice in the glass out with one hoof as he pulled at the band of your underwear with the other.
>Shrieking, now with briefs full of freezing little ice-pieces you hurtle up to a standing position and curse as you fling your shirt up and pull your slacks down to get away from the freezing wet icecubes.

>>30197182
>Moon Dust snorts with amusement, locking eyes with you with the maddest possible grin you could imagine.
>Facing toward the southern edge of town, you're blinded a brief flash and hear a minor chorus of laughter coming from the trees nearby. You pick out Virgo's voice and that of Caramel.
"H-hey!"
>Thinking fast before the camera can be readied again, you grab the crotch of your briefs and shake sharply, causing the bits of ice to clatter out onto the boardwalk and into the garden. You then pull everything back up.
>You puff like a bull and make ready to lunge for the tree, blinking a few times to urge the residual spots of light to go away.
>"Goldie, go-go!"
>A dull blur makes its way by you along with the sound of rapidly beating wings.
>The moth whizzes past, brushing you for a split second with a wingtip. This combined with the speed she(?) was moving leaves you blinded once again by the ensuing dust.
>Your attempt to recover the camera failed, a hail of curses and laughter crack forth before the remaining two-or-so moth ponies who'd been hiding in the tree flit off in different directions
>With a wet crotch and a thoroughly killed emotional moment, you march the few paces back over to Moon Dust, who's still trying to contain his mirth.
>After waiting for about a minute and a half for him to do this, he finally does, dabbing at watery eyes with a pastern.
>You half-huff half-sigh.
"Moon Dust?"
>"Yeah, Anon?"
"Is there any more of that stuff? I need a fucking drink."

>>30197188
bumpin this.

>>30197188
I like this

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>>30191923
>purchase electric toothbrush
>spread mothpone's hind legs with your thumb and index finger
>watch her look at you with curiosity and apprehension
>gently place the tip of the brush on her marehood
>flick the switch from "off" to "on"

>>30195390
Agreed. If that batcrap is allowed, then mothponies should be as well.

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>>30199094

>>30199059
I'll try to homebrew a custom race for moth ponies.

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>>30199100

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>>30199106

>>30199687
These are great. Obviously Hexferry on the left and maybe Tarkin (?) or Little Light upper right, and then Meisa or Sequin bottom?

I'm not placing the other two. I'm guessing Birch in the hat and then Virgo in the jacket?

>>30173020
Excellent point, no-fun.

>>30199735
Gosh, I remember back to when that was originally posted. Hexferry on left, Sequin on top next to her (I think), and the rest are generic characters I'm pretty sure (even the one sewing, but I could just be super wrong on that).

Also, so many new pictures, goodness me.
>>30196682
It's always nice to see new pictures of my little girl. When was this made? Or was it in response to "What is pone working on here?"

>>30173020

What are Breezies?

>>30191688
This new installment of Casting Couch looks pretty hot.

Not yet. I need more moths.

>>30201049
We need a green of that. Also, kek.

I've only been in this thread for a few days but I'm tempted to try writing a short green
I've never actually written green before but I may start

MDA if you're here you should tell us whether Moon Dust has ever lost anyone close to him. I need to know because reasons.

>>30200471
B-Breakfast? Is that really you?

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Here's a moth consumed by the cordyceps fungus. In reality, the fungus infects the brains of insects and changes their behavior, ultimately causing them to find a suitable place to root themselves so that the fungus can erupt from their exoskeleton and spread their spores to other insects. This is the fungus that caused the zombie outbreak in The Last of Us. Can somebody maybe do some a little less horrifying with this concept?

>>30203604
Anything that infects a host and changes their behavior beyond their control sounds horrifying to me.

>>30203604

>"You should invite my moth pony friend to your party, he's such a fun guy!"

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>>30203604
>>30203613
>cordyceps
There's not a huge amount on this currently but it's been discussed before: http://moth-ponies.wikia.com/wiki/The_Forest_of_the_Rot and there was one long-running story about it https://pastebin.com/A0pW3869 which apparently finished(?) though it looks like it's not made it into the pastebin if that's the case.

As done in the above story, it's been a loose thread convention to avoid mixing this idea up with the main (Dust Valley) moths' lives since a lot of people come here for cuteness or feels but not for horror.

>>30203538
You are hereby given one anonymous unit of encouragement.

>>30203613
Maybe a Moff gets infected, and just starts acting strange in ways that only make sense if they're trying to spread spores?

"Hex, did you catch brain fungus out in the Everfree or something?"
>"What? No! Why would you even say something like that?"
"You've been standing on top of buildings a lot lately."
>"I like the view."
"You've also been breathily greeting every passing pony and generally getting up way too close and breathing all over them."
>"I won't apologize for being friendly."
"I think you've fucked pretty much every stallion you've seen in the past couple of days as well."
>"I just said I wasn't going to apologise."
"A lot of mares, too."
>"It's a nice change of pace."
"There's a mushroom growing out of your ear."
>"Okay, are we done here, or are we just going to play twenty questions all day? Because I've got places to be, and toothbrushes to lick."

>>30203722
Hexferry has a stupid face.

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>>30203786
You have a stupid face

>>30197168
"But you're-"
>"So 'cool' now?"
"I-"
>"Anon, I've always been 'cool.' You think these glasses and a little practice drinking makes me a changed mare?"
>His hoof traces lightly across your brow, making it that much harder to do much other than keep right on melting there, much less make a cogent counterpoint.
"I feel dumb."
>"I know."
>You're about to protest when the hoof – briefly withdrawn – returns with one of the icecubes in it, and continues to trace a path about your head. You withdraw whatever effort was about to go into your retort as the cube leaves a chilly wet trail on your scalp and your try not to yelp.
>You take a moment to just control your breaths as you get used to the sensation wandering about your skull.
>He coos soothingly.
>"You should learn to be okay with yourself, Anon."
"Who says I'm no-"
>"Shhh. You're not."
>Another sniffle. Oh god.
>You always think the world somehow won't turn without you there, but then it does. It's a prospect more crushing than you can admit.
>And then there's the guilt – heartwrenching foresakenness that the beings around you actually exist outside of some demented little corner in your head.
>They think and feel and act without your pen to the script, and – if whatever force that brought you here were to drag you back to where you came from – you'd die of desperate lovesickness in an instant.
>Or at least, that's what you'd wish to happen.
>A part of you knows it won't; the feelings will fade to that same bleached basalt shade of your other life and you will be forced to call it a dream, for what gentler phrase do we have for things that lie out of reach, real or imaginary?
>What eats at you is not mere social anxiety. If only it were that simple...
"What if I have to go back?" you manage.
>"Huh?"

>>30203807
"What if I leave again? The same way I came here?"
>The icecube has melted now so the hoof traces through the water it left behind, spreading it evenly and bringing warmth to the surface, causing the liquid to be dispelled by the heat.
>You struggle for a way to frame this.
>It's hard to explain the terror of a place that's never been seen by these ponies, simply by forming the words.
>It would be one thing to describe a world beset by evil, but that wouldn't describe Earth.
>It'd be another thing to tell of nations afflicted by some ongoing catastrophe. Perhaps that's a bit closer. But what catastrophes are to some, windfalls are to others, and to still more, they are nothing but further items in the headlines that they might or might not decide to skim on a particular day.
>Here in the valley, in a place so full of love, and hope... could it possibly make sense that there's a far-flung somewhere that never had any, where the closest thing to actual hope is desperation?
>Well, even that's not accurate, of course. There had been hope to speak of at home, just not the kind you'd have here. All of it lay in shadow of the knowledge that the ripples only went so far, the effects of most good deeds stopping promptly at the threshold of sundown, forgotten the next day, where no friendships were destined to happen, and the wrong word at the wrong time could create lifelong enemies instead of colleagues.
>Everything was churn and happenstance and caprice. There was no knowing and no shield against these things, no form of protection expansive enough for everyone, not even for just those who'd deserve such shelter.
>Not that they completely lacked it here, but the speciousness of everyday life had a way of twisting the noblest deeds into wicked horrors, which would all too often go indefinitely unnoticed by those purveying them. Mistakes rarely ever lead to happy endings and lessons learned.

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>>30203806

>>30203806
I wanna throatfuck that bee so deep I get honey on my cock.

>>30203906
This arouses the moff.

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>>30203604
>>30203613
>>30203691
On the lore side, this could definitely still use more development. Do the moths have a way of cleansing/clearing some areas of rot-growth away. Maybe slash-and-burn in some cases? Or does the ecosystem just sort of adapt cause them to become milder as time passes and moths learn to keep away from some spots?

Is there something (else) moths can do to help Saturniidae suppress or even defeat IT? Is there a risk of the corruption's original source returning?

>>30204333
Trips demand an answer but I do not have one to give... ;-;

>>30203829
>"I don't know." He paused for a moment. "I guess I might pretend you're just out with the caravan again."
"Only I wouldn't be coming back."
>As you finish saying this, a new thought promptly gouges its way into your heart;
>This isn't your burden alone.
>Equus may have become a bigger part of you than you could bear losing, but it only occurs to you now that the same might also be true the other way around.
>Not for all ponies, but... for some.
>You sigh, noticing simultaneously that Moon Dust has withdrawn his forehooves from both your head and your hand, now resting across the other over his belly. You're not sure at what point you let go of the other.
"Sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm just- the longer I'm here, the harder it gets to really think about Earth again. I feel like that's all that's all I talk about, if I'm setting the subject."
>"About Earth? Honestly Anon I don't think you've ever really said much."
>You weren't sure talking would really help. Might make things worse, actually. You rub at the back of your head, looking up toward the moon.
You backtrack. "It's a lot to explain. Sometimes I think better of starting."
>"Well, /I've/ got some time," he says cheerfully.
>He wants to listen, sounds like.
>You blow out some air. Looks like this is happening, then.
>You decide to start off with something he'd understand.
"We're a bit like changelings, Moon Dust."
>"Really?"
"There isn't much magic to us, but... you know? As we learned recently, the changelings weren't even meant to be the way Equestria found them to begin with. However, presumably nobody – aside from perhaps Chrysalis herself – remembered or knew how to fix the problem."
You clarify, gesturing, "That uhh, HUNGER they had."

>>30204362
>You notice that at some point between now and a few minutes ago, a cicada stuck up playing a single, unbroken tone in a nearby tree, and though they had seemed fully inaudible before, a few glugs and clicks from the streams below the boardwalk drift up to your ears.
>It grounds you, somehow, and a touch of the dread lifts.
"We're about where they WERE. Aaand it's been like that for as long as anyone can remember. There's not much paradise anywhere, of course, 'cuz misery over on one side of the world has a way of eventually announcing itself on the other."
>"Here's not much different! Before the caravans came all the way north, there was a lot of fighting between moths. It wasn't that long ago. Tarkin turned a couple of tents into what you see now."
>You smile at this. From what little you've seen of him, Tarkin, the 'Grand Moth', is a bit like the mayor of this village, though he tends to run things from behind the seens, more or less, and appears to be grooming Dawn Gleam as his successor for when the time comes, however many years down the road that might be.
"I mean, okay. Let's assume that everything works out for us apes, back home."
>"I don't see why you wouldn't." You laugh. That smarted. He bruised you like this somehow, without an ounce of malice in his heart. You resolve to start writing down these not-infrequent moments when little phrases like that evoke such twinges of emotion. Maybe – if lucky – you might be able to take the list back with you, when you go.
"But it's hard to wanna just head into the medieval days again. And knowing that I might HAVE to, it kindof... takes me outside of myself. It's part of the reason that I wasn't so happy for deciding to go off on some tour of Equestria, with you here. But my original reason for going... Thinking that there might be some clock ticking this whole time, how attached should I really get?"
>The moth sitting next to you stays silent, perhaps thinking your statement is rhetorical.

>>30204506
>The moth sitting next to you stays silent, perhaps thinking your statement is rhetorical.
>You fidget.
>Finally: "What's over there, Anon?"
>You look up. The moth motions to a single, large tree growing up from a central, rounded area in the middle of the boardwalk. It's surrounded by a set of benches, about which many of the place's shops are arranged. You'd call it a 'town square,' but the moths always inform you that the settlement is not big enough to be called a town, and that the plaza about the tree is indeed not square.
"The lone maple?"
>Whatever you'd call it, when the weather is good, it's a popular place gather, sit, talk, and eat fruit slushies or other treats, which are often maple-flavored. It's considered a specialty.
>"Tarkin decided to stay here because of the sap from it."
>Since most moths have an impeccable sweet tooth, bothering to thicken the stuff into syrup is probably not even necesssary. Virgo and some of the others leave with a big barrel of it every fall and always came back with it empty, presumably making a fortune in return.
"It's still producing, right?"
>"Right."
>You aren't entirely sure where this is going.
>"We've tried planting the samaras, but it doesn't seem to ever take." He might be referring to the little helicopter-blade seeds it creates every season. The foals have a blast playing with them.
"Oh, uhh. Those flying things it makes?"
>"Yeah. Anyhow, we don't know why this tree can grow here, or why it won't clone from the roots."
>On being discussed, in the distance, the tree seems to decide to sway a little in the breeze, its leaves reflecting silvery light from above. You never appreciated this sort of peace back home. Perhaps this is a another thing you might take with you.
>"Do you think we should quit tapping it?"

>>30204584
"Shit, is it sick?"
>"No."
"Is it... not yielding well anymore?"
>"Still as much as ever..."
"So, why stop, then? If it's still standing up to the tap okay, I don't see... what's the problem?"
>Somewhat sharply: "There's no problem, Anon."
"Uh. So...?"
>"Well, we might not have the tree /forever/."
"But that's a-"
>"Pretty dumb reason? For not getting too attached to something?"
>Of all the moths in the village, this particular one seems to possess a practical talent for making you feel like the largest fool in existence.
>If anything, he's gotten better at it since the time you spent away.
>Though you're sure he'll push it right over, your argument has one last pillar still intact:
"Shouldn't I be trying to figure out how I got here? Maybe so I can learn how to stay? Or at least know when I'll have to go back?"
>"Haven't you tried? It sounds like you'd be burning silk, Anon."
>This was a mothpony expression, which you'd heard explained while with the caravan. In the story behind it, an old hermit tries to discover an alternative way to make silk. After trying an array of methods, he concludes that he should study the smoke it produces. He burns through everything without discovering anything new, rather than stopping before he's lost too much of value.
>Come to think of it, you DO remember having the singular experience of being attached to various electrodes and other monitoring equipment with a feverish, purple mare speeding about between the different machines, looking at the readouts, muttering, and scribbling notes to herself. In the end, she did not come up with anything conclusive. Nor had the two Equestrian princesses even after long hours of scrying into whatever magical or energetic residues might have been left since your transport to Equus.

>>30204865
"Euchh."
>You fall back into the fallow dirt behind you.
>He's right; even if you manage to keep yourself perfectly miserable for the remainder of your time here, it will hardly do a thing for the challenges awaiting you back home;
>Emotions aren't exactly the rubber object which will snap back to some preferred shape if stretched or compressed for too long; you aren't even saving yourself that much grief by minimizing the adjustment of going home, simply by trying to simulate your previous life, here.
>Taking a proactive stance to look for answers, you could spend all of your remaining time grasping at straws long gone in the wind, which wouldn't matter a lick if your arrival here in one piece is simply a freak occurrence, astronomically unlikely to ever happen again, least of all in perfect reverse of the first time.
>Looking over to you and noticing your new, energyless position on the ground, Moon Dust pronounces, "There you go! You're so relaxed now!"
>The creamy-brown moth-stallion climbs off of his spot and walks around to you, slipping the shades over your eyes as you lay there.
>"Now you look the part, too."
>You can't see a thing now, of course. It's completely stupid.
>You can't help but crack a grin.
>"Anon, would you like a drink?"
"Uhh."
>"I can make it extra weak for you."
>You facepalm. This bantam stallion. It's not often, but for as demure as he acts, you're certain this guy tries to one-up you when you're at your weakest, but something about him makes it very difficult to put up a fight when it happens.

Optional kicker:
"I-"
>"It's okay, Anon. I won't tell anypony about how beta you've gotten since you went on your little roadtrip."
"God damnit, Moondust."

Fin

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>>30205554
Good morning, Anon. Nice drawing.

>>30203565
Anon, that's silly; who'd be named Breakfast?
It's been so long since I've been called that.
I honestly missed it. A lot.

>>30205554
Uh oh, I recognize that signature in the bottom-right.
Seems we're all instinctively drawn back to the Moth Threads, like a, well, moth to a light. Beautiful picture as always, Holly.
Looks a bit of a different style than before; are you trying new stuff, or do I have poor memory?
Joke's on me, I have poor memory either way.

>>30205554

Damn, that's cute.

Thanks for that!

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>>30204341
Does nobody remember how to spitball anymore?

>>30205641
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ou6eGfhytI

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>>30205641
>>30205850
Thank you both! Lately I've tried to focus less on sticking to an expected style and I don't know if that's changed it, or if it's just the camera angle. Here's a sketch from a different angle.

It's good hearing from you again, Breakfast, and yeah-- I don't know what it is about these threads, but I check every few weeks and got super excited seeing it actually pop up again

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>>30200471
>LITTLE
Breakfast, I think we see eye-to-eye on just about everything else...

>>30205554
Oh gosh I really like vignette-drawings like this. They always make me want to write stuff.

For everyone – what is it over the wall that Hexferry's looking at, do you figure? I'd guess something unusual.

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>>30206594
The thumbnail for this always made me thought Sepia was wearing some flowers and stuff so!

>>30204333
I say burn it to the ground.

>>30206655
Never thought of it that way. I originally wrote her as a little shorter, and I guess it just stuck in my mind.
Maybe Hexferry's looking at some weird, backwards version of the Moth Village on the other side.
Nice to see you back.

>>30206600
Ah, I see; I think it's working really well!
It's funny, because I spent a month or two without checking /mlp/ at all, then a week or two after I come back, Moth Thread.
I feel so blessed.
Now if only I was helping out with content...

>>30206703
See, Sepia's absolute adorableness is why I had to write her in as often as I could. She kind of got forgotten after her creator left, and that's a tragedy.

>ITT: breezies

>>30205554
>>30206600
>>30206703
Radical qts

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>ITT: people who don't know that moth thread was around long before breezies appeared in G4

>ITT: bugs

>ITT: Nerds

DONT LEWD THE FUCKING MOTHS

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>>30207600
>I originally wrote her as a little shorter yeah but my double dubs are better than your regular dubs which means I win this incredibly important argument so there
I'm pretty sure I picked up around the point you were establishing her character for real, and I remember that pretty much everyone was afraid of her. Although this was mostly due to personality, I tend to envision bigness or tallness as a thing for intimidating characters. It's pretty minor since moths can always just fly to reach high shelves or whatever.

>>30206703
>The thumbnail for >>30206594 looks like Sepia has a flower-garland
Great draw. I guess I never made note of it before, but I always got the same impression from >>30206594. I'd say flower(s) in mane make a lot of sense for Sepia, given her general disposition so it makes it that much easier to believe when zoomed out.

>>30206950
>burn it to the ground
I suppose this makes sense since fire burns up evil spores just as well as anything else (if not better), but there's the question of whether the unkind forces responsible for causing the spots of corruption throughout the forest have any sense of survival or idea that they might be systematically targeted... If that's the case, I would expect you'd have a lot of casualties on your way to conduct your second or third controlled burn. Given that some of the affected creatures are quite mobile, your party might end up starting to meet resistance long before they even reached the outer perimeter. Surely the moths would try other things before resorting to something with such a high chance of collateral losses.

Screw it, I have a little inspiration for once. Moth time.

>You are Hexferry, and some weird wall appeared out of seemingly nowhere.
>It's really tall, so you'd have to fly up to see over it, but there's a ledge near the top so you can stand and see over it.
>Well, you haven't actually checked over it yet.
>So far, the stallions have been up there a lot, and that can't mean anything good.
>Virgo even fell from being up there too long.
>Weirdly, his only injury was a nosebleed, completely unrelated to his fall.
>You can't say you aren't curious, but...
>At the same time, you don't want to.
>You'd only look over if, like, there wasn't anyone around, or something like that.
>And you haven't been staking out this spot to wait for your perfect chance.
>That's just a coincidence.
>Coincidentally, you've been here for a couple hours.
>Exactly that.
>A coincidence.
>...
>Okay, it's really bothering you, and you've let your curiosity get the better of you.
>You can't let others know that, though.
>Caramel knows you have a bad time with curiosity, and she abuses it enough already.
>Ah, wait, here's your chance!
>Waspy is slowly floating down from the top, and he was the last one up there!
>You dart between a few houses, checking to make sure no one sees you along the way.
>Precision is key.
>No one has really been walking past, so you shouldn't really have to worry.
>But it's better to be safe than sorry.
>... Actually, maybe you're being a little petty about this.
>After all, something like this appearing from out of nowhere should be the talk of the village, right?
>It's only natural to want to check it out.

>>30209809

>Brushing caution to the wind, you spread your wings and fly up to the ledge.
>You land daintily and check each side to make sure no one-
>Oh.
>You probably should've checked other parts of the wall.
>No wonder no one's been passing by where you were staking out at.
>Everyone's up here.
>It'd be easier to count the moths who aren't up here.
>You see Meisa, Lamp, Goldie, Robin, Minty, Ember...
>Tonic, Gemini, Moon Dust...
>After a little thought, this should have been obvious.
>Giant wall out of nowhere again, after all.
>You don't see a couple of the shyer moths though, like Plum and Shimmer.
>It makes sense. Either they can control their curiosity, or their unwantingness to be around others overpowers it.
>You nod to yourself.
>Well, time to actually check over this wa-
>Oh.
>What?
>The sight you see shocks you to your very core.
>It's a perfect reflection of your own village.
>Well, except for... its residents.
>You recognize most of them, but you also notice they're... different.
>There's a Virgo down there, and he... looks a bit smaller and more mare-ish.
>Actually, he might just be a mare.
>Meisa's wearing a sundress, flying slightly above the ground, talking with Caramel.
>Oh, and Caramel...
>She's wearing glasses and has saddlebags bursting with books at her sides.
>Is... Is that a turtleneck?
>Her hair is tied back in a bun.
>What is this hellscape you've feast your eyes upon.
>You look back up at Meisa, the one on the wall some distance away from you, just to make sure she's still up here and this isn't some elaborate hoax.
>No, she's still there.
>Okay.
>You look back down to check out other parts of the village.

>>30209817

>Moon Dust seems like the average male. Not like the average stallion here, but more along a regular average.
>He's sitting at a café table across from Birch; they're both drinking shakes or something.
>And Birch's hair's pretty frizzy.
>Welcome back to the age of jive.
>Wait, hold up, you think you see... Squeak, trying to round up the kids.
>Her hair is pretty neat, and she's wearing a dress.
>... You have to look away again.
>It's just too weird!
>They're not all... completely different, but they definitely aren't the same!
>You don't even want to see what you're like!
>...
>Actually, you hadn't even thought about that.
>If they're all down there, that means you must be too, right?
>... This is going to get surreal.
>You look back up and survey the area, checking specifically for another Hexferry.
>Do you actually hope to find her?
>You aren't sure.
>It's not like she'll be an exact opposite, so you shouldn't have to judge yourself off her or anything.
>... Right?
>Gosh, you could find everyone else so easily, why can't you find yourself?
>Ah, wait, there- No, no that's...
>Oh, no, that's Waspy.
>You're going to try your best to not remember that.
>... She's really flexible...
>Er, he.
>She?
>Definitely female in that village.
>Maybe that's why Waspy was on this wall so long.
>You're the only other moth here with a bee-like color scheme, you shouldn't have this much trouble finding-
>Your eyes stop and you pause.
>Not on yourself, but on someone else you recognize.
>It's Shimmer.
>She's... taller.
>And there are a lot of mares around the village staring at her.
>Is her hair blowing in the wind?
>Why is it so perfect?
>That's not even fair.

>>30209820

>Virgo seems to be hiding a bouquet of flowers, ready to give them to Shimmer.
>... Why is female Virgo so shy?
>You can see how flustered she is from all the way up here.
"... I'm done here."
>"What, Shimmer too hot for you?"
>You fall to your side, barely still on the ledge, and look up at who just said that.
>It's Caramel.
>How long was she up here?
"C-Caramel! H-How long here you there?"
>Gosh dang it.
>She doesn't avert her eyes from the backwards village below.
>"That depends, how long were you entranced by our little cyan beauty down there?"
>Why is she always like this.
>You try to put on your best game face.
>Top Scrunch.
"What is this wall, and what is this backwards place?"
>"I don't know. Good to know public displays of affection are more openly accepted there, though~"
"What."
>"Yeah, there are mares kissing all over the place. What, didn't you notice?"
>No, you didn't.
>Well, you noticed what Waspy did...
>Why do you still remember that! You were trying to forget that!
>You shake your head.
>Caramel chuckles.
>"Well, I might have to stop calling you Hexxy-sexy, because the you down there is really challenging you for it~"
>... You what?
>You're instantly up and looking over.
>... There's no sign of you anywhere.
>Caramel bursts into laughter.
>... Oh.
>She lied.
>You turn back to her and once again display your Top Scrunch.
>You're so done with this crap.
>It was another one of those kinds of days.

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>>30204940
Hmm. Shit. Was this one overly melancholy or just too uneventful? I need some feedback even if it's negative.

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>>30203613
>the host doesn't even notice their change in behaviour and personality
>>30203691
>there are whole regions infested with that
>>30209650
>the rot can coordinate the infected to defend infested regions
>it can even pitch foes into allies and friends against friends
Brutal.

Read a story.

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>>30209820
>Moon Dust seems like the average male. Not like the average stallion here, but more along a regular average.
>He's sitting at a café table across from Birch; they're both drinking shakes or something.

>>30210043

Gonna read it after work, will give an opinion then.

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>>30209825
>Her hair is tied back in a bun.
I've always thought it was a good look on her. (Pic.) I'm wondering whether the moths are gazing here into the slightly-alternate versions of the village that various threadfolk have come up with, here though maybe you didn't mean it to be that meta.
>Squeak being maternal
Weeeeirrdd. I mean, certainly not the worst foalsitter since she could probably play games with them until they're all out cold, but making them do their schoolwork or teaching them good habits? Forget it.
Incidentally, we apologize. Featuring Alt-Butterscotch would have blown too many minds to have included her in this green. Please understand this was for everyone's safety.
>It's Shimmer
>She's... taller.
Alright, you got me. Also META AF
>Top Scrunch.
I kek'd.

Only fucking nerds read this post

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>>30211995
pls

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>>30211999
TRIPS! Also, qt moth pones.

>>30210856
>aVWRhYQg
Kindof throws us into it a little fast, I felt like, and I missed the odd embellishment that you might've included e.g.
>How does Anonymous get the pile of apple-cores and stuff back to cabin?
>What does cute film-shop pone look like?
>Why don't you describe this caterpillar-type guy when we first see it?
>It's not clear what the pen Anon builds for the critter he finds really looks like or anything, so it comes as a surprise that it's able to escape/outgrow it.
The scene at the end of this part with Ponks is great and we even get a good situational punchline out of it. Your pacing improves from here on out.

>XaipphCp
>Anon's cutie mark
Okay, this is clever.

>"I mean, what do I call you?"
>It looks at you blankly, as though it finds the question utterly alien.
Yes. This panders to my biases about how moths think.

>"I don't really have a lot of time here, you know."
Don't break my heart, anon.

>"Um, that was the camera flash."
>"Do it again!"
+
>"I can't fly this high!"
You're covering all the standard bases, here.
You must've done your homework unless it's by complete chance.

>The powerful smell of estrus coming from her is becoming a distraction.
Stop right there. Moths are not for sexual.

>DDqBYMA3
When I was just a young anon, my mother always said to me, "Sometimes, in the third act, you expect a fuckfest, but what you may get instead is a feelsfest."
Good conclusion, I think. Rings of the show's sorta lessons a little bit, though obviously with a different overall tone. I liked it.

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>>30211999
Dubs AND trips at the same time?! The only thing that could make this post any better would be if it included a cute drawi- oh, it HAS a cute drawing! Well, nicely executed, anon.

You guys are trying too hard.

>>30213215
That's cute.

>>30177288

That sounds cute as hell.

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>>30213198
Oh my, thanks for the feedback!

This is kind of an old story - I was writing another story in the Strange Waifu Thread about a year ago, and some guy kept bugging us for mothpony content, so I basically wrote this to shut him up.

The basic premise is that mothponies weren't really well known in Equestria yet - that context is given in some throw-away lines here and there later in the narrative. I kinda prefer to start telling a story from the middle. And yes, I did do a bit of research before I wrote it. In fact, the character "Izzy" is based on the Isabella Tiger Moth, which begins life as the Banded Wooly Bear. So I had a bit of fun with that.

Anyhow, I'm pleased that you enjoyed it. Thanks!

>>30180831

Heeey, I remember visiting a stream when this was drawn. Awesome to see the finished product here.

>>30181961

The one on the left is Actias, correct?
Who is the one on the right?
Is that from some kinda fic out there?

>>30169318
>>30169321

The 2 stages of FLUFFENING right there.

Honestly though, that's superb. Who drew that? Is it from that gay moth/bat/ling CYOA?

>>30213562
I think the character on the right is a bat pony.
Someone's attempt at an olive branch, I imagine.

>>30213584

Well, ain't that nice.
Honestly, despite the little rivalry/shitposting here and there, didn't mind the interactions with batfags here. It was fun for the most part.

>>30181996

Moths like sweet stuff.
It's often the case that adult moths drink only liquids.
They're doing it to you on a purpose

>>30213600
Nice dubs. Nonny.
That's... unsettling...

>>30213529
>>30175487 is also an Isabella tiger moth

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>>30182281

Don't think the exact size has been ever precised. Most stories go with similar to that of regular ponies, given how they interact with species other than their own, including humans.

However, there have been a few stories concerning proto-mothponies, as per the ideas regarding their appearance first came to be. They had more insect-like features, pic related. This got mostly scrapped in favour of the more pony-like appearance, though it's had it's enthusiasts.

>>30182281
>>30213828

Adding a male version, in case of interest. More can be found on the onedrive image archive, a link to it available on the wiki as well, but adding here for convenience.

https://onedrive.live.com/?id=4F2B8082F9ADA593%21481&cid=4F2B8082F9ADA593

Search under "Jokes and misc" for this topic.

Warning though, the image archive is somewhat out of date in regards to the newer works.

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>>30213851

And here I forgot to include the picture, silly me.

>>30213828
>>30213873
>>30213873

Thanks, friends. Much appreciated.

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bumping w/ pic related of a very, very good mothpony

>>30213851
https://1drv.ms/f/s!At1efU8-mE4hbem9lEiaqRf2F9c
This one is much more up to date relatively speaking

>>30182639

Posting this so many months away from Valentine's Day makes one wonder if Orange Pop would be willing to trick her companion into thinking it's the other way around...

>>30182992

That looks mean tho. Why would Squeak do that?

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>>30210856
relevant

>>30183997

Given that Operator is a half-bat, half moth, what were the circumstances of his creation?

>>30210043
>>30211462

Alright, dead today, will try tomorrow. Sorry for the delay. I know how it pains not to get anything from the readers as an artist.

>>30184751

Yes. Let us do that.

I always liked anon x Shimmer more anyway, actually.

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>>30190456
>on average, slightly smaller than regular ponies (but there's lots of weird variation because holy crap can moths vary in the real world)
+1 to this or whatever people say when they hate reddit but think that a thing is good

>>30216232
He's a mystery

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>>30215291
Either because she's misinformed as in >>30186221 or because BTFO is for their own good. Besides, what makes you assume all the breezies are so friggen' innocent in the first place? YOU SOME KIND OF SJW PUNK OR SOMETHIN?

>>30186119
Wait. Is that a fucking airhorn?

>>30217082
Sweet Silk a cute.

>>30217278
i don't know much about her and she doesn't seem to have a wiki entry. did the thread develop her much?

>>30217438
Not really.

>>30217111
I need a link to this moth's exposed vagina. For science.

>>30217747
This.

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>>30217747
>>30217770
>Flowertart vag
You could try /r-ing it in drawthread but you'll probably need someone who really specializes in producing foalcon.

There's actually *a* drawing of this in the clop folder in >>30214979 though it's rather old and the artist remarked they weren't happy with how it had come out.

>oh but it was a joke we weren't actually serious
wl'n y'all better GIT sers, fgts

>>30217278
Yeee

page 10

>>30219013
THIS IS TOTALLY NOT GOOD

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>>30213529
Aside from anyone planning on loving some corruption-afflicted abomination (which has been discussed, at least a little), Mora here is probably the thread's strangest (non-temporary) waifu. It's a shame she doesn't get more attention.

>>30219058
why does she have worms.

>>30219058
Why does she have worms?

>>30219191
>>30219341

See these posts...
>>30203604
>>30203691

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>>30213198
Oh yeah...

When I wrote this story, I used images to supplement the text, for some of those missing story elements you mentioned. A limitation of Pastebin, there is no provision for images, and I didn't record the URL of the images I used. If memory serves, I used this picture (an un-named OC) to represent Izzy.

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>>30219849
This, of course, was her juvenile form, before undergoing metamorphosis.

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Oh cool the moths are back.
Might try to draw something if the thread is still alive when I'm not too busy

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>>30219191
>>30219341
>>30219786
>Worms why?
>b/c she's infected.
No, actually.

Mora's extra appendages are based off of coremata, also called "hair pencils" or "androconial organs". Certain moths have these to help them spread pheromones for alerting other moths to their presence. In some species it's only the males that have them, in others it's the females.

>>30221294
Sequin is a rude dude girl horse if thats who it is

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>>30221294
>>30221492
Sequin's eyes are hexagonal. Guessing this is actually a (way adorable) self-portrait instead.

>>30186368

Alright, that was enteraining. Silly in a positive sense of this word. Neat to see the legacy of squeak speech upheld. Got my hopes up when I saw Gemini actually. Wonder if there's gonna be anything more with this relatively rarely-seen trap.
Overall, thank you for writing that.

There aren't enough lewd moth greens.

>>30188284

Is that Caramel?

>>30191089

Half moth? Wait, so like regular moth pony or...?

>>30191146

>G1 lorefagging

Make that at least 3 G1 fans in the moth thread then.

>Are you interested in more silly adventures specifically or just moth-related green in general?

I'd say the latter. It was good, but I'd welcoming regarding non-silly stuff just as well.

>>30191688

Please don't say that's Luna turned into a couch?

>>30222569
She is good at transformation magic.

>>30192330

Is that really the case?
I think I recall times when both were up pretty regularly..

>>30192836

>I once played on this one called Aspirations of Harmony that wasn't bad,

I'm currently participatng in an ongoing campaign using this system, actually. I'm very fond of it, too. Thanks for trying though.

Gotta one day give Ponyfinder another try. The concept of G1 Flutterponies being officially in an rp system makes it... tempting.

>>30194104

Is that a mare or a stallion?

>>30195312

>So, how do you think a moth pone would fare in the world of Fallout Equestria?

>>30195356

>Wouldn't they just mutate into giants like most of the bug-like creatures in Fallout?

One would think so, right?

However, imagine how difficult it would be for a regular pony to comprehend moths are mutants. What trials would one need to undergo to trust a creature looking so oddly fitting within the radioactive landscape, yet supposedly, having pure origins.
That has some potential, I'd say that much.

>>30196632

Is that a cap or does he wear hair like that?

>>30216622

In response to:

>>30210043

First commenting on:

>>30197168
>>30197188

Alright, that felt really emotional. In-depth. I got into it. Had the spirit of uneasiness in the the clutch. Glad I came to realize the ending is one of the possible ones. It really threw me off, feeling outta the place. Seeing where you were coming from with it, but... if that were meant to be true, making a joke like that on a so long-sought reunion makes Moondust feel... ice-cold.

Pun not intended in the moment of writing. Felt obliged to leave it nonetheless.

Could really chew into stuff like that. That kind of writing style, that is. Wondering what the other ending might be, as I make my way slowly down the thread.

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>>30222430
Don't remember where this one came from at all. Earthpone + moth, presumably.

>>30223081
>Tarkin attire
It's the hood of his cloak, probably. See pic related.

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>>30222351
Your observation has been noted. Though you might be more likely to get your wish if you're a bit more specific, anon.

Need some moth rape up in here.

I got a bit sidetracked by a phonecall earlier this evening but I've been itching to write some new green for the thread. I can probably manage a post or two here, then I'll pick up again tomorrow.

>Hexferry diligently trots back toward the grand lodge, having just a fetched breakfast for herself and Dawn Gleam.
>It consists of spiced, applesauce-and-cherry slushies in a pair of tall cups made from stalks of bamboo, which she'll of course have to return to Cinnamon later, once they're empty; apparently they are imported and extremely "humblefancy," as Minty described them, so Cinnamon quite justifiably wants them promptly returned.
>It's going to be a long day, but she's mentally prepared herself for it, having tried to shift her sleep-schedule over to the sunny hours to match that of Dawn Gleam as they make preparations to receive the wagons which will be arriving from the south early next month.
>She will be running errands about the village today until the sun begins to go down. There's no shortage of items on the todo-list.
>With this in mind, she makes a bee-line for the lodge, but something peculiar going on to the east of the plaza catches her eye first, and she stops by one of its benches, momentarily setting down the drinks on the seat.
>Hexferry peers over the back of the bench, a blank look painting her features as she tries to process the scene unfolding across the way. ( >>30205554 )
>Anon, lampmoth, Butterscotch, and Waspy are all milling about, most of them carrying long, sturdy planks of wood out from the house and stacking them in a open spot toward the south end of the boardwalk.
>Although Anon and Waspy are naturally diurnal, it's unusual for Butterscotch and lampmoth to be up much during the daytime. Something is *definitely* happening.

>>30224163
>Next, the group carries out a set of sawponies (sawhorses) and several heavy-looking buckets, each wreathed in a rugged, multitudinous skirt of pockets, from which various saws, awls, hammers, files, and other tools protrude.
>Hexferry's brow unconsciously furrows as she gazes for a few further moments and wonders what all of this is about.
>Shaking her head, she decides she will simply have to ask of it later, if it doesn't become clear what's happening after events have had time proceed a bit more.
>Judging by the amount of equipment they're lugging out, they're probably going to be there for a while, so things might simply make /themselves/ clear, as the day wears on.
>Hexferry grabs the cups again in each hoof and flitters back toward the lodge.
>Once inside, Dawn greets her, removing the transparent green accountant's visor from her head and coming out from behind the counter to join her at the thick, squareish wooden table in the waiting room.
>If there were more than just the two moths there, it would feel extremely cramped. However, it's uncommon that there's much official business to be had by villagers at the lodge, so this maximum-comfortable-occupancy is rarely ever exceeded.
>The two mares chat, and enjoy the excellent craftsmothship that Cinnamon always puts into her treats.

>>30224187
>As they reach the bottoms of their wooden mugs, Dawn Gleam fairly promptly nods, then gets up to return to her desk and abacus.
>Hexferry again pauses to stare at something, looking over Dawn's shoulder as she prepares to sit at the little desk which is partly tucked away behind the service-window over the counter.
>...It isn't an abacus /precisely/, since it actually features a small needle which scrawls things onto a fine scroll ledger. It had taken the expertise of lampmoth, Butterscotch, and Dawn Gleam combined to put it together properly, as it had been disassembled so that it wouldn't be damaged during shipping. Though a truly curious device to most of the moths, Dawn was supremely pleased that they had gotten it working. She would likely be putting it to heavy use today.
>Resuming her accountant's visor – which supposedly helps to make math somehow easier – Dawn mentions the first thing that Hexferry can do. As always, she is extremely courteous without being extravagant with time — businesslike, in a fashion.
>Hexferry is almost confused about how it's possible for Dawn to be such a pleasure to be around while simultaneously staying focused and keeping others focused as well.
>Now having a task, though, she blinks these thoughts away, and heads off on her first bit of duty, returning the cups to the treat-shop and passing the group of four again on the way to see Amata and Tonic at the hospital on the southeast end of the village.
>The working gang had hauled out still more objects, including a number of sandbags, a large coil of rope, several finer bundles of twine, a grinding wheel, some bits of firewood, a reaping scythe, and a CAULDRON, of all things.
>Hexferry can feel herself growing angry that a project of this magnitude might be underway for ANY reason, muchless one she's not been informed of.

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Okay WoWfags, is one more likely or less likely to encounter a Royal Blue Flutterer at night, or does it matter?

>>30224364
Do continue when you can

>>30224541
What do you mean?

>>30221492
>>30221986
it's Sequin but I'm a lazy turd sometimes with the hexagon eyes

>>30224541
I think her people are around all day long

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>>30224605
I'm trying to come up with a list of which mothponies are diurnal and which are nocturnal, and which are in between / unknown.

>>30224846
>all day long
You mean just "when the sun's up" in game or simply round-the-clock?

>>30225406
Oh my bad with the wording hah-- round-the-clock

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it's time to wake up, moofs.

>>30226333
Trips demand we wake up. What will you have of us?

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Giant moth bump.

>>30224364
>She huffs, shutting her eyes, and tossing her nose up into the air, continuing to walk.
>Doing so, she fails to see a very-confused-looking Butterscotch working about fifty paces away, squinting and trying to determine just what's gotten her goat. She fails to intuit that it's her and the crew's activities themselves which are doing Hexferry all the mischief.
>The dark-colored mare continues to the lofty hospital building to update the list of things needed to keep the clinic and pharmacy there properly stocked. She encounters no surprises and starts her return to Dawn with the notes for the next job she'll assign her.
>As she makes her way back, the four – naturally – are still laboring sweatily out on the boardwalk, and still – naturally – thoughtlessly ruining Hexferry's day in the process.
>They had cut several beams of wood and now lay them out along some lines of chalk which had been drawn by lampmoth, who stands presently holding an L-square, and pointing with a forehoof.
>The Death's Head moth now fully intends to confront Dawn about this when she comes through the door. Surely, she is being kept in the dark on purpose.
>As she reaches for the handle, she hears the sounds of banging hammers echoing across the boardwalk. Her ears flatten.
>She briskly opens the door only to find a note from Dawn stating that she'd stepped out to visit with Shimmer Light in order to determine what sort of items she would have ready to trade when the upcoming group of merchant moths arrives.
>Hexferry deflates; not only will she apparently remain uninformed about the work-gang's undertakings for a while longer, but she also doesn't get to visit her favorite mare in the whole village.
>Then again – she's struck – if there's any haggling over prices or items which are or are not up for trade in a few weeks, it's probably better that she not be involved. On a sufficiently bad day, Shimmer could easily make such an endeavor a vastly unpleasant experience...

>>30203538

Make that two units.

>>30203613

What are women.

>>30227284
>Dawn's note – penned in impeccably-neat hoofwriting – goes on to ask her to visit with Sequin, who should be expecting her; she's supposed to have some materials and garments ready and also needs to transmit a list of tools and supplies that she and Meisa have run low on.
>Hexferry sighs. She knew that today might be trying, but hadn't expected the annoying black swan of the sizeable construction-project going on in the middle of everything.
>She can at least look forward to talking with Shimmer about the conversation she's probably now having with Dawn. She knows it already, but she's always happy to have it reaffirmed that there's something of a special relationship between herself and Shimmer, which is most evident when compared to Shimmer's one-on-one interactions with other moths.
>Leaving the list from the hospital behind for Dawn, Hexferry motors her wings until she reaches Sequin's shop, which is along the south line of buildings near the plaza.
>In the distance, Butterscotch and lampmoth each use a hoof-drill to bore a hole into the longer two sides of the rectangular frame they've constructed. Anon takes measurements while Waspy lays out more wood.
/Well, it's not a boat, then. That narrows it down a little./
>A slightly stuffy wave of air hits her as she pulls the door open.
>She's met with a pained, slightly-askance look from Sequin as she enters.
>In a moment, this recedes somewhat as she spits out the needle she's just threaded, and anchors it into a nearby pincushion, swiveling on her stool to face her.
"Uhh, hi, Sequin. Is there something I can help you with?"
>"Have you ever made a pink mimosa before?" comes the flat, gravelly reply.
>Whoa. She sounds like she's suddenly taken up smoking. And not the kind of *controlled* smoking Tarkin does with that long pipe of his, no — the kind where it's nighttime and you stare into the fire and wind up breathing smoke until someone notices you're too close and pulls you away. THAT kind.

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>>30226333
checked

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Fun fact: Shimmer Light's species is actually fucking diurnal, meaning she's generally asleep at night when other moths are up and about. I guess this could serve to explain why she's quite so good at being antisocial.

>>30228457
Shimmer is a good horse.

>>30203691

Yeeah, interesting how this thread sports an alternative to the regular connoisseurs' taste, isn't it?

>>30203722

As comic the purposes of that green's may have been, admittedly, that does sound way beyond eerie.

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inb4 we become The Shimmer Light thread

Does Shimmer Light drink much alcohol or is she not really a fan?

>>30227688
>Hexferry hesitates and recalls.
"Well, regular mimosas, anyways."
>"It's the same, but the champagne is dark rosé, instead of white. If there's no oranges, then mangos or goldenberries will do instead... bananas if you absolutely HAVE to."
"Uhh, okay."
>It's a strange request, but Sequin looks a bit put-upon, and Hexferry finds no real reason to argue. She moves off.
>As door closes: "And remember it's stirred, not shaken!" (I looked around, and mimosa recipes actually specify this.)
>At this hour, the Dustbin is probably about closed, but since Minty's café is often thought of as the place to go for a romantic dinner, they might have what's needed. They're closed now too, but Hexferry has a key;
>Luckily, she was the last one to shopsit for Minty and Birch.
>If it had been Amata instead, it would've meant another trip over to the hospital for the spare.
>Arriving around the back at the staff-entrance, Hexxy half-expects Minty to be awake and around for some reason, but finds this isn't the case.
>She locates an orange, a mango, and a sealed bottle of sparkling blush, which looks to be reasonably dark.
>She places these onto the counter.
>Then, the mare makes her way down the stairs into the village's large, subterranean yakhchāl, which is accessible from a number of village buildings that have stairways reaching down – almost unnecessarily many, in fact, but for each one, any excess heat that makes its way into the cavernous space has another way to escape, ensuring that the ice there stays solid for as long as possible throughout the summer months. In fact, it's uncommon to have to replenish it more often than every two or three years come winter.
>Hexferry heads back up with a small amount of ice to chill the drink, crushing the fruit into juice before shaving the ice in to cool it.

>>30229186
>It turns out that there's more juice than she expected.
>It's probably enough to make another glass, which she could either drink herself or give to someone else.
>Since it isn't mixed with the champagne yet, she still has the opportunity to make the 2nd one virgin if it makes sense to.
>The moths she knows to be currently awake are:
>1. Herself, of course. Being only an infrequent partaker of the devil's drink, she would probably have it without any champagne, since she can never seem to gauge how much alcohol will give her a buzz versus how much will push her well past that.
>2. The gang-of-four working outside. Going out with only one drink *might* cause an argument, but this would give Hexferry a chance to ask what they're building, and also a chance to give out to them if it's something irresponsible.
>3. Amata and Tonic, who are both working at the hospital. It would probably go to Amata, since Tonic often acts like such a hermit; he might not appreciate something like that even if he took it.
>4. Sequin, though she's getting a drink already. Maybe she wouldn't mind getting two?
>5. Dawn Gleam, though it hasn't been long since breakfast. She might appreciate it even if she sets it aside for a while back at the lodge. If that happens, it will be warm by the time she drinks it.
>6. Shimmer Light who often seems utterly astounded (or irritated) whenever somepony does something nice for her. She might appreciate it most of all coming from Hexxy, but the hawkmoth is of course aware of her own bias when it comes to Shimmer.
>...Hexferry also worries that if the latter two are still meeting, she might be chastized for going to see Shimmer when supposedly working with Sequin;
>Dawn may have chosen to go herself so that the visit didn't just turn into social hour, as it might have under Hexxy.

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>>30229302
TL;DR: two related choices to make:
>A. Since there's enough stuff to make another mimosa aside from the one already prepared for Sequin, Hexferry can choose to drink it herself or give it to somepony else. Since it's daytime, most others are likely asleep, though she could certainly go check for somepony specifically.
Indicate a choice 1-6 from the previous post or 7 plus whoever your alternate moth is.
>B. The champagne hasn't been mixed in yet, so depending on who gets the drink, it might make sense to make it nonalcoholic.
Indicate "booze" or "no booze" in addition to your choice for A.

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>decide to look at /mlp/ for the first time in months
>moth thread
It's too good to be true.

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>>30223431
>making a joke like that on a so long-sought reunion makes Moondust feel... ice-cold.
C^: It had nothing to do with this current thread, but if there's a lot of shitposting going on, it tends to lead directly to >bad end.

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>>30229895