Magicless Anonymous #14 - Runic Suffering Edition

>>30237811
First for saving Blondie

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>>30237819
second for vindication

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Third for letting the blood flow freely

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FOURTH FOR STABS

>Tfw the shitty edit you made is the OP image for one of your favorite threads
Feelsgoodman

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>>30230206

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>>30237874
>and tfw it wasnt my shitty edit

>>30238069
We need more runic reaction images

>>30238075
would have been better a few threads back when the story wasn't over

>>30237811
>spend 10 hours straight studying mathematics
>finish up, get my flask out
>first thing i see on /mlp/ is the pic in the op, immediately spit take my shitty vodka and laugh
thanks op

>>30238067
These two are seriously Titans. Anon is powerful enough that he is able to change the course of a magic missile and trap a goddess inside a gravity field. Celestia is able to still walk even with gravity being several times stronger all around her. Personally when I hear several, I think of 3-5, so that's a lot of fucking gravity even on the low end. That's not to mention how damn versatile they are.

>>30238096
And now one titan, arguably the stronger of the two, for now at least, is brain dead and being controlled by a bitch boy twink with a hate boner for Celestia.
We /fucked/ now

I do have to wonder if there's any hope for Anon.
Also, with Anon no longer at the wheel, is the magic still tearing his body apart? How long will Blackmane's golem last before it explodes in a puff of smoke?

I keep imagining urchin's anon as MC ride

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>>30238175
I don't see why it wouldn't be, if accelerating it caused this, then I don't see why it would stop there. My personal bet is his body is going to BTFO all the guards, Mongmane is going to start monolouging again and coaxing him to attack Celestia, the noise is going to draw his attention and he's going to attack them both. Either that or by the time he's done with guards+Celly his brain is going to be damaged so much that even while holding his soul and Anon being braindead Blackmane can't influence him anymore, cue him getting rekt as well. I don't think Blackmane is fully prepared for the amount of magic Anon has stored up, given his surprise when Anon first showed some of it off, so I can see it ending badly for literally everyone involved. At some point though his body is going to literally fall apart at the seams into a pile of magical slop, so that's going to be a pleasant sight for any onlookers.
However it ends Urchin is going to destroy us emotionally and we're going to love him for it.

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>>30238943
Personally hoping that Anon somehow pulls some SSJ shit and regains control of himself just before atomizing the guards before either blasting Blackmane, Celestia, or both.

I mean, as you said, we don't know exactly how much power Anon has stored up in there.

The glorious bastard could just be faking it at this point, who knows how many spells he has hidden up his sleeve? And on his dick.

Jk, I know they're all going to fucking die and I'm going to feel an aching in my chest that I've not felt in a six months ever since first GF dumped my sorry ass.

>>30238959
>faking it
If you can fake magically induced braindeath then Luna must be headed for the fucking championship title right about now

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>>30238959
The only way I can see that happening is if someone else manages to nab the photo then uses his soul to put him into another golem. I don't think that's likely though as A) Anon seems to absolutely abhor the prospect of being put into a body that isn't his own original one, but maybe he'd be willing to ignore that for a short while in order to fist Fuckmane to death. And B) It seems like it'd require another (albeit short, on account of them being able to add runes aplenty to the golem without having to go through the painful waiting process when doing it on flesh) 'act' and it feels like we're drawing to a close right now.

>>30238943
>Urchin is going to destroy us emotionally
Ha! Jokes on him, since I've been fucked over so many times by this world my default is a jaded, cynical asshole. Bring on the bad end or the good one; neither matters anyway because the only assured thing to happen is death

>As you debate to shave or not to shave, you come to Greymane’s house.
>All the lights are off, save for one small lamp near the front walk for anyone trying to leave.

>niggermane is surrounded by darkness and the only light there is for people who try to get away from him

>You march off at such a pace that the air you displace snuffs out the small light at the end of the walkway.

>anon is moving too fast and snuffs out his only chance of getting away from niggermane

It was right in front of us all along.

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>"It's okay if you don't have magic, but why are you on page 7, Anon?"

>>30239868
Page 8 is even worse

>Celly will never spank you for indulging in the dark arts

>>30230206

>A broiling field of purple energy surrounds his fist.
>When he opens it, a wall of air expands out with great speed.
>It would have knocked you back if you weren’t secured to the ground by this gravity field.
>The other ponies aren’t that lucky.
>Those nearest to you are thrown off their feet and slam into the wall of the castle, cracking both the stone and their skulls open.
>”Cinnamon Swirl!”
>”You monster!”
>”Charge!”
“No, my little ponies,” you shout. “Run away!”
>They either don’t hear you or they ignore you, although it’s probably a mix of both.
>The night sky is suddenly bright with color.
>White and gold mottle the dark background as dozens of guards gun straight for him.
>Anonymous is unphased by it.
>From his still extended fingers come a flurry of magic missiles.
>One after the other, from one fingertip to the next, hot balls of magic burst forth and roar through the air.
>Several make their mark, burning holes into the chests of their targets.
>Your ponies drop like flies as the rest of the group catches the hint to dodge.
>The missiles, an endless stream, give your ponies no rest.
>Their wings flap furiously, dropping feathers every which place as they bob and weave in the sky, trying desperately not to become a roast.
>Right then, one lucky stallion lands a solid punch on the human’s jaw.
>For a second, you can feel your prison’s strength waver, but it returns just as fast as it went.

>>30240465

>You can see it from here.
>Blood pours from Anon’s mouth.
>In the stream are one or two teeth that drop into the dirt with little clicks.
>”Got you!”
>Anon’s dead eyes pan to the unicorn.
>He is unblinking, unfeeling.
>In a quick move, he grabs the unicorn’s neck and drags him close.
>Your guard’s smile fade as Anon’s cheeks swell.
>The human spits, spraying his blood all over the guard’s face.
>The pony begins to scream as the flesh on his face sizzles and melts off, revealing bone.
>”Let him go!”
>As another pony comes up on the right, Anon jerks and throws his victim into the attacker, sending them both flying.
>Their armor collides and bends into each other, almost merging the two as they roll away.
>Undeterred, Anon approaches the mass of ponies and bends over, picking up the ball by one’s tail.
>His closed hand glows and arcs of electricity travel from it straight down the tail he’s holding.
>The ponies squeal as lightning rips through them, but all too soon their voices stop as their eyes whiten and a foam begins to drizzle from their mouths.
>While he’s distracted with that, a small mare with crimson hair takes the opportunity to do what nobody else has had the forethought to try.
>She sneaks up behind him and, without making a single sound, plunges her length spear into his back.

>>30240476

>Anon drops the shocked guards and stumbles, gripping the head of the spear jutting out of his stomach.
>”That was for Bob.”
>With it tight in grip, he pulls it right out, the whole dissolving rod of wood, and turns to face her.
>The mare’s eyes widen, as well as yours, when she sees the hole in his gut begin to close itself and seal using his own blood as makeshift stitches.
“Magpie, watch out!”
>It’s too late.
>Before she can even step away, he raises his palm and fires off a massive magic missile--the largest you’ve ever had the misfortune of seeing.
>It scorches the Earth, heating the ground even near you.
>Dirt and grime fly into the air, shrouding the human from view.
>”Now’s our chance!”
“No, run! Go away,” you shout, tears streaming down your face.
>”We’ll save you, princess!”
“Don’t worry about me, just go!”
>”Cyclone formation! A-Squad, in!”
>Twenty three ponies run into the cloud.
>You can’t see anything, and you certainly can’t hear anything over all the grunting and yelling.
>Several times, you feel his spell’s hold on you waver.
>Your hopes are torn.
>While you do want your ponies to get away safely, you also want to be free of this prison.
>The longer they’re in there, the more excited you get that they’ll pull it off.
>Then that nagging voice comes back telling you what you already know.
>They won’t.
“Please, flee!”
>”That won’t work, Celestia. Anon, stop playing around!”

>>30240481

>You can feel it in the air.
>A magical power begins to build up all in one spot.
>Instinctively, you brace yourself for whatever may come.
>Instead of armageddon though, the feeling disappears and your gravity prison completely drops.
>In an instant, your wings are fully expanded and you take to the sky, looking to get a better vantage point.
>As you soar into the air, that feeling of buildup returns,
>Suddenly, the cloud is gone, done away with by a rapidly expanding wall of bubbling purple energy.
>The solid magic slams into you, pushing you along with what’s left of the squad away.
>”Anon, stop!”
>Pressed up against the magical field, you see Blackmane through the purple haze being pressed up against the castle walls.
>At his words, the field dissipates.
>From your vantage point in the sky, you take in the full view of the gardens.
>It looks like a ten year war was waged already.
>His little wall trick has completely ripped the ground to shreds, uprooted every tree, knocked over structures, and littered the area with bodies.
>Electricity hangs around him, crackling, bolting through his body and into the earth.
>”You’re supposed to be killing them, not your master, you dumb piece of shit! Get back to work!”
>Anon goes back to tracking down ponies.
>He happens across a broken, moaning little unicorn and grabs their horn, lifting them off the ground.
“No,” you call and fire a small fire charge at him.
>The ball of flame blazes through the night sky and collides with him.
>It explodes, covering him in flames that lick his flesh.
>The human looks up at you, seemingly unaffected by this.
>As if to taunt you, he hugs the pony close to his chest, letting the fire spread.
>The guard wails in agony as your own fire transfers over, finding a new food source.

>>30240496

>You pull your wings in and begin to drop, aiming for the two of them.
>Anon charges some kind of attack, but you’re moving too fast for him to follow through.
>Your body slams into him, sending him flying a dozen yards away.
>The dirt around you is soft, so you roll the crying pony around in it, putting out the flames that cover them.
>Their scarred frame shivers and shakes as blood pours out of their blistered flesh.
>They turn their eyes up to you and, for just a second, you see a glimmer of hope in them.
>”Princ--”
>And then they explode.
>Your shout and leap back, slipping on a patch of blood-mud.
>Scooting away, your eyes dart to where you had left Anonymous.
>He stands, hand smoking as if he had just fired off a blast.
>In the patches of missing skin and puffy burns, his body tries desperately to weave his wounds closed.
>”And he just keeps going! Wow, I knew he’d be a fun toy, but I didn’t think I’d get this much out of him. What a guy!”
>You stare, wide eyed as he takes a step forward.
>Suddenly, his knee gives out.
>It’s not that it just fails, but it fails in the most devastating of ways.
>His femur just seems to slip out of his leg, shooting out with a squelch as he topples onto the ground.
>He lays there for a second, unmoving, exciting you a bit.
>As he twitches, Blackmane begins laughing again.
>In long, strained movements, the human picks himself up and stands straight as if nothing had even happened to him.

>>30240504

>You notice his left hand is glowing, matching an aura surrounding the injured knee.
>The bone is nowhere to be seen. Not at first, anyway.
>As he comes closer, you spot that hole in his leg and a spot of bone behind it.
>He can’t actually be holding it in himself, can he?
>His blood wraps around the bones, anchoring them to his muscles.
>You can hear the scraping and clicking as everything moves back into place.
>When the impromptu bandage is no longer needed, he lets the telekinetic field drop.
>The human is now all of twenty feet away from you.
>Looking at him this closely, you’re quite amazed that he’s able to even walk at this point.
>If it weren’t for that one spell holding him together, he could fall apart.
>His entire body looks to be held together by threads, and from each open wound, some green slime seems to spill out.
>Oh, Anonymous, what have you done?
>”Now’s your chance, my beast,” calls out Blackmane. “Kill her!”
>Kill you? But he was saving you for last.
>Your heart sinks down into your stomach as you search the gardens.
>Oh.
>You really are last.

>>30240507

>A rage wells up inside you more powerful than any you’ve felt before.
>Without even thinking, you scramble to your hooves and charge.
>The distance between you closes quickly, and with just a yard between you two, you fire a magic missile.
>He steps to the side, dodging the heated magic blast and grabs you by the horn.
>The blood soaking his hand burns as it starts to eat away at your appendage, but luckily he doesn’t hold onto you for long.
>Instead, he twists his mangled form and throws you away.
>While in the air, you open your wings and take off.
>It becomes obvious to you that stopping Anonymous is off the table.
>The only option you have is killing Blackmane.
>If he’s the operation center for Anon, then taking him out should do the job.
>You also make a note not to use a flashy spell this time.
>When Blackmane dies, it will be with his heart on your horn.
>Speaking of horn, yours and the newly minted bare spots on it seem to be leaking magic.
>There’s a thin trail of golden light streaking behind you.
>That’s a problem for later.
>Right now, you need sights on Blackmane.
>You spot him below, hugging a wall for cover with Chaser standing beside him.
>Before you can make a move, a magic missile whizzes by your face.
>You turn your attention to Anon who, with both hands and all ten fingers outstretched, fires another barrage of spells at you.
>There are few spaces in the air you can go where there isn’t a chunk of magic waiting to put a hole in you.
>You circle around, trying to get behind him, but from where he is all he has to do is slowly turn his body in accordance with your movement.
>It’s then that you realize that the number of magic missiles you have to avoid don’t match what he’s firing.
>One might think that when one flies past you, it’s no longer a threat. One would be wrong in that case.

>>30240516

>These new types of balls are following you, staying hot on your tail.
>Every second that passes, dozens more join the group.
>Almost your whole field of vision is engulfed by the missiles as you try to avoid every one of them.
>You’re not entirely sure how much time passes with you like that, but it’s obviously long enough to annoy Anonymous on some level.
>Something else enters your little field.
>In the small gaps between the magic missiles, you see the alarm bell flying toward you.
>Of course, as it enters the fray, it becomes obvious that it’s not just the alarm bell, but the entire bell tower that had been ripped off of the top of the wall.
>The telekinetic field moving it drops as it gets to where it needs to be.
>The huge stone behemoth smashes into you, putting you right in the path of all the missiles you had been dodging.
>You must black out for a second because the next thing you’re able to register is being on the ground again.
>Your whole body aches, and a quick overview of it shows that patches of your hair have been scorched off and the skin underneath bleeds profusely.
>All around you are blocks of brick, and just a few feet away is the one ton brass bell itself.
>You groan, trying to stand up, but it’s useless.
>”How the mighty have fallen, Celestia,” gloats the grey unicorn as his monster hobbles near you.
>Your horn lights in pain as you channel magic into it, but you have to try something.
>All you can manage are several small beams of energy that the human doesn’t even bother trying to dodge.
>One meets his left shoulder, almost blowing the arm off his body.
>With his right hand, he grabs the arm and lifts it, pressing the two wounds together until his blood can stitch the appendage back on.

>>30240522

>Before you can fire again, Anon grabs you by your dirtied golden necklace and pulls you up, then slams your back against a hefty chunk of white stone.
>He leans down and holds up his hand, aiming the pointed fingertips at your neck.
>That’s when you get a good look at his eyes.
>From a distance, they looked to be utterly blank as if they belonged to a corpse.
>Up close, you can see that was wrong.
>As his eyes peer into yours, you see quite a bit of emotion, and yet none at all.
>Tears spill from his hopeless, beaten gaze.
>To anyone else, it would look as if he had no soul, but to someone who has peered into the depths of the blackness this world has to offer, you understand.
>His bloodied fingers slowly approach your throat.
>One drop of the red gunk drips off and touches you, searing your skin.
>Inch by inch, his drenched hand makes its way to your filthy neck.
>You press your hooves against his chest and push with all your might, but being hit with several tons of stone and metal really took the fight out of you.
>”Anon, stop,” comes a voice much unlike Blackmane’s or Chasers.
>”Don’t do it!”
>Wait, you know both of those voices.
>He doesn’t stop though.
>His fingertips brush against your skin and begin to eat their way through, but something knocks him away before he can do anything truly hurtful.
>You rub your throat, getting off the small amount of his blood that was there.
>At your side appear two mares--two ponies who you don’t want within a million miles of this.
>”Celestia, are you ok?”
>Twilight wraps her hooves around you, pulling you into a hug.
“Twilight? No, go. You two must leave this place now.”
>Past her is a tiny, starch white unicorn clad in the most beautifully crafted golden armor issued to every royal guard.
>”Anon, no,” she whispers.

>>30240527

That ends today's update. I saw the new thread started and just had to put something up, you know? Anyway, I don't think I'll be able to write more today, but the chance is there so there might be another chunk tonight. If not by then, tomorrow for sure. Now, this is just the most recent part, so for anybody who wants to catch up on everything else that happened, here's a fully updated pastebin https://pastebin.com/8DSdhfkR

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>>30240551
Home stretch, eh?
Good shit as always, my man.

>>30240551
BLONDIE NO!

>>30240762
What are you talking about? Blondie wasn't mentioned.

>>30240859
Wait fuck I reread it

>>30240859
How is a starch white mare in golden armor issued to guards who is related enough and cares enough about Anon to be concerned seeing him how he is NOT Blondie?

It's kind of funny to me that everyone here knows Urchin's writing so well they called every plot twist.

>>30238104
With the new update I think it's safe to say it doesn't matter who is strictly stronger. Celestia could have the stronger magic but that's useless since Anon's body is able to hold itself together when his bones are slipping out and limbs are being blown off. He could be weaker but I think it's the stamina that matters here.

>>30240884
Well its' not like it was hidden. Whether you knew his writing or not, you could predict the ending with all the hints he dropped. Thats why it's a good twist. It's obvious to anyone paying attention but still a surprise for anyone just sitting back and enjoying the ride. It's not like Greymane was suddenly evil just because they needed a villain. He was set up to be the villain all along.

>>30240551
The way you talked about Anon's eyes was my favorite

>>30240873
>>30240870
Look

Why didn't Celestia just pussy out and teleport away when she had the chance? Anon couldn't possibly be kept going for much longer. Then what power would blackcunt have?

>>30241250
This... is a surprisingly good point. I mean, best I could imagine is that maybe Blackmane could get into some forbidden vault with the help of Anon and then put on a doomsday even?

I mean, Blackmane already said that his only real goal at this point is to just kill Celestia, and Blackmane's source of... anything, really, is gone as soon as Anon's body tears itself apart due.

>>30241250
Possible she was too focused on what was going on in front of her. Not everyday you see dozens of your loyal followers all get massacred by an alien covered in runes and being controlled by a descendant of an old nemesis hellbent on revenge.

>>30240899
It's still pretty obvious even if you're sitting back and enjoying the ride. You do miss out on more subtler symbolism like >>30239848 pointed out if you straight up just read the story at face value. Plus, Urchin has a style that sticks story to story, so his fans already know what to look for.

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>>30240476
>The human spits, spraying his blood all over the guard's face.
>The pony begins to scream as the flesh on his face sizzles and melts off, revealing bone.
Jesus Christ

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>the blood has been let
Now for the final seal to be broken.

Kill Blondie/Twilight and seal your destiny anon.

>>30241394
>hugging a pony while he's on fire to set her on fire too
Anon is a savage

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>>30238959
This.
I want Super Saiyan Runic Anon.

If I wasn't such a shit artist and didn't have such a shit camera I could do it more justice.

>>30241250
why didnt they just use twilights time travel spell to go back in time and kill blackmane before he could power up?

what was that black goo?

>>30241897
Did you even watch he show? Time travel doesn't work. It also literally JUST happened. If time travel ever does occur to her it'll be down the road.

>>30241842
Your camera is fine, Anon. I'm flattered by all the art you've made for this story.

>bump

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Totally traced this but here's Greymane fucking with Anon's head. It reminded me of Babidi and Vegeta.

>>30242054
I haven't made any art for the story except that one.

>>30243439
I of course meant you as in everyone. Thank you to everyone who made art or edited art for this story.

>>30240341
Why live?

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>>30240527
This one wasn't traced. You can tell from how shitty it is. I need to learn to into ponies.

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>>30243245
>>30244154
>Eats almost nothing
>Can't even walk
>Still is swole as fuck
Mirin' genetics breh

>>30244341
My thought process was his body uses magic as fuel and he's full of magic so it should help stimulate muscle growth, also the enhanced strength spell would beef him up.

Also I can only draw swole guys. Tried to keep it to a minimum by giving him fatboy abs instead of a 6pack.

>9

Bump for ded Blondie.

I want Blondie dead, make it happen Sea Nigger.

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>>30246464

>8

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>the ride is coming to a close

I've seen things you people wouldn't beleive. Guard ponies melting alive, princesses being pinned down and beaten up.

All these moments and more will be lost to time. Like tears in the rain.

Time.. to die...

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There is no rest for anon, there can be no happy ending

>>30247274
I don't think we will ever see as good of a story being written in this thread. Here I've seen writefags come and go, but none could capture me like Urchin's did.

>>30247741
Hello? HK is active and writing right now

>>30248323
Nobody said he wasn't.

>>30247741
Agreed. Sea Urchin is my undisputed favorite green author of all time, this story having gripped me like no other, and I fear that all other green will look like absolute shit compared to his writing, once this is all done and said.

>>30248323
I tried going through HK's bin but he came across as too much of a memer for me to enjoy it.

>>30248436
Fair enough.

killing blondie is gonna make anon go free.
anons going to break free and die a hero.

>>30248423
You seem to have a very high opinion of Urchin/his green. What do you like so much about them? What makes him/this story so special?

>>30248589
Urchin never lets anon live in any of his stories
the ultimate ruse would be for him to find a way to make anon live in this story, where his deaht has been building up so obviously.

>>30240496
>fire a small fire
kek

>>30248660
I mean, if the photo doesn't get destroyed and Cuntmane gets killed, all they really have to do would be to put his soul in a more permanent vessel and also make a new golem body for him. That carries the problems though of him both being vehemently against it and being an enemy of the state. Even outside of Blackmanes control he did dabble in forbidden magic and then kill half a guard squad while conspiring to escape, as well as seeming to be fully fine with wrecking Celestia when she got in the way of his escape.

>>30248660
But Anon lives in most of them after having accomplished his goal too. Dracononymous, King Anon, Games Lords Play, Mechanon, and so far Bite Me Once all show Anon living.

>>30247274
yeah i just realized this is like, shit, the fifth month into this story? sixth?

>>30248649
His writing style, something I subconsciously attempt to copy in my own writing, is brief and to the point, and yet it provides enough details to give us a good mental image of what's important. The way he writes his characters is leagues above anything I've been able to achieve, and, well, I'm seriously rereading the whole thing just to dissect his work in order to understand exactly how he forms these characters into breathing characters before us. And, well, I also am extremely fond of stories that start with the normal man, where we follow him through the trials and see exactly how he reacts to the hardships of the world.

Plus he was also a major inspiration for me start writing my own green on over at scilight general the other day. Besides scenes where Urchin goes into the POV of Celestia to explain talks about Anon with Twilight or such other trivial shit that would best be left out, I haven't had a single moment in the writing which left me bored or wanting.

>>30249252
I would argue details is where he falls short, but this is green so it's to be expected.

>>30249336
Details how? I'd say there are plenty of details. There's almost a whole post describing every new area that gets introduced.

>>30249252
Basically this. His character building is top-notch, but my favourite thing has to be the constant conflict throughout: maintaining it just right so that it keeps you drawn the fuck in.
The lack of happy endings are a nice little touch, too. I love to hate them.
The inspiration's mutual. You're reading the results of said inspiration in these threads, too.

>>30249336
Detail, though, is something arguable. On one hand it's "more with less", and on the other it's a detraction in areas which could need it.
I don't agree with the assessment that it's because of greentext, though.
Take, for example, another great writefag, StayedGolden. That guy's prose is fucking incredible.
It's romance, but seriously, give this shit a read: https://pastebin.com/P7m2cfXX
The sentence structure, the use of words and euphamisms, the way it establishes the character's internal thoughts and emotions?
It's almost pornographic in it's level of detail.
Helps that it's a great green, too.

>>30249417
>>30249469
Should probably mention I'm re-reading the first part, where everything mentioned is relatively bareback. I'm not expecting (or wanting of) purple prose, but I forgot it took time for the story to pick up.

>>30248862
Well it started in about mid December and we'ere almost in mid June so this would be the seventh month, which backs up what >>30249739 said. It had to start slow. You don't keep a novel length story going for seven months by starting right on the action.

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>>30242054
Your story has inspired magnitudes of Dragon Ball esque autism I never believed possible.
Here's Super Saiyan 3 Runic Anon.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4A7yCplqS0
>You could hardly believe the events that have transpired in the past few minutes. It was unbelievable. In all your years serving Equestria you had never witnessed such a spectacular display.
>Merely moments ago, Anon was holding you down to the ground with a death grip around your throat, staring into your eyes with his own dull, dead eyes.
>But then, you could see something click into place in his mind - and his eyes flashed blue for a moment, before he released his grip on your throat and turned to look at Blackmane, who was just as confused as you were.
>"I... You... I had you under total control!"
>Anon said nothing; he simply sat still for a moment in silence, before looking around at the damage he had caused, his eyes slowly taking in all the death and destruction.
>He looked at you again, staring into your eyes, and in his eyes was a look that sent shivers up your spine.
>He turned back to Blackmane with a look of complete and utter hatred.
>"Now..." Anon balled his fists, and they both were enveloped in a swirling blue hue. "Now we finish this."
>"Blackmane could do nothing, and neither could you, as a glorious golden blast of energy erupted from his body, and he began to scream with all his might.
>The very Earth itself began to shake violently at such a tremendous display of power, as and the light was so blinding you couldn't even see Anon's form anymore.
>All the hair on your body stood on end from the power, and just being within a few feet of it was making your head spin. You could only imagine how it felt to be emanating such power. You had no doubt that at this point, Anon was now reaching a height of power that only a God could.
>Finally, the screaming subsided, and the light dissipated, revealing the most amazing thing you have ever seen.

>>30250708
>There stood Anon, his runes glowing a brilliant gold, and his hair... His hair stood on end and had taken a golden hue, and it had grown to an absurdly long length, it was at such a length it was trailing down his back.
>Sparks of magical power shot off his body like lightning, and the previously blue energy that had been surrounding his fists had turned a golden color as well.
>As much as you wanted to see Blackmane's reaction to this, you couldn't take your eyes off Anon's form. It was crazy. You had never seen such a thing. You had read about ponies of extraordinary power reaching transformations to maintain the power, but you thought that was just limited to a Unicorn becoming an Alicorn.
>You had never seen a transformation quite like this. And that aura...
>He turned to look at you, and you noticed his eyes had taken on a dazzling blue color - a serious look on his face.
>"Go." Was all he said. "Get out of here. Get Luna, get Blondie, and go."
>It took you a moment to process what he had said, and he quickly grew impatient.
>"GO!"
>The ground shook violently as his aura flared up with his voice, his magic seeming to add reverb to it.
>That got you moving.
"Right..."
>You would have liked to stay and help, but this was no place for you.
>This was no place for anypony right now.
>You had but a brief moment to take in the look of Blackmane's face, and it was as you expected.
>He was utterly speechless. His mouth was agape and his eyes were wide.
>You smiled to yourself, knowing Anon was going to give Blackmane what he deserved, at last.
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Ayy. That was fun to draw and write.

>>30250718
>Ywn train day in and day out with Anon to ensure that both of you will be able to effortlessly deal with manticores in the future.
>Ywn travel with Greymane and Anon around the Everfree in search of these weird artifacts with stars on them that Anon always pesters you both about.
>Ywn bear hug Anon and be the only one chanting his name once he assrapes the hydra.
>Ywn buy your own ticket to Canterlot in order to break Anon out, come hell or high water.
>Ywn die by Blackmane's hands in order to trigger Anon going SSJ.

Why live?

>>30250854
I've always wanted an SSJ Anon, and I've always enjoyed drawing him as an SSJ. He was one of the first things I drew when practicing before losing interest in drawing. I just wish I had a better camera.

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>>30250931
Why not use a scanner? Or do you not possess one?

>>30250718
fuck sea urchin. This is the ending I've been waiting for. Super saiyan rune anon is canon as far as I'm concerned

>>30249252
Switching POVs is something that I don't entirely like, but I can understand where it's coming from: sometimes you want readers to have a different perspective. Having multiple perspectives is any easy way to show the impact of a character's actions on the world, particularly if you build the main character to not be self-aware of his actions and their consequences, which more often than not, is the case.

You talk about character development, but we don't really see most of the characters evolve too much. Take Anon: he might start off as the normal man, but it's established that he is prideful, and his pride is what leads to the tragic climax. Everything Anon does in the world isn't really building character, it's him reacting based off of that character flaw. His character since the Manticore attack has remained fairly consistent: first 1000 lines of the green describe his pride and how far he's willing to go to uphold it and his obsession with magic and how it conflicts with his pride, all demonstrated with Cherilee. The only major growth from there is Anon's manipulation and decay of morals.

I like Urchin's stuff, but I find myself consistently dropping out halfway through because there isn't too much other than an ongoing conflict and his most recent stories are tragedies. I love tragedies, but having read so many of them they always have the same pattern, and it gets so tiresome to not see any creative breath on the genre.

Looking at it that way, I'd say I'm more critical of tragedies than of Urchin and how authors have the potential to do something grand and wonderful with them, but they just fall under the same general formula. Maybe my expectations are just too high for one of my favorite subjects.

Take my biased, critical eye with a healthy serving of salt rather than the recommended pinch.

>>30250975
I don't have one

>>30247741
I don't believe written is used here correctly, no?
>>30250718
>fanfiction green of fanfiction green
I love this thread

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>>30251019
To each his own, I suppose.

And now that I think about it, you may very well be right about Anon's character changing, but I don't remember all too much about the very beginning, as I binge-read the whole first part of the story within two days and don't remember much as a consequence. I do remember him starting out as a much better behaved man and one who still cared about Twilight, though. Most of his characterization does revolve around his obsession and the descent into madness.

Celestia always hated Anon and never really seemed to give him an honest chance, maybe with one or two mutually comfy moments between the two because Twilight was there or for some other reason, but she always remained toxic to Anon because "Muh dark maguks".

Twilight, arguably enough, has the most characterization through the whole thing, which is kind of sad considering how little time she gets in the second half.

Blondie is stale too, now that I think about it...

>>30251186
Urchin is such a great fucking writer, he has managed to craft a universe from a universe. I was already invested in MLP, but I am moreso invested in the MLP he is writing, and it inspires me to write green of that universe much like how I write green of the MLP universe.

Shit, there's so many cool fucking stories you could use Urchin's world as a base to tell. You could write stories about the first dabblings in Runes, you could do what Orson Scott did and write through the eyes of another pony during the events of the story, etc.

He also has managed to create characters that I actually give a shit about, another extremely rare feat in greentexts. I actually give a shit about Blondie and don't want her to get hurt in this, and I actually have an emotional connection to her and I like Big Daddy as well. It's fucking crazy how Urchin has managed to propel himself to heights no other greentext writer on this board ever has before.

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>>30250718
>>30250708
Here I'm so autistic I'll do SSJ2 Anon as well.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzuXgfuSE5Y
>Rage. Hatred. Contempt. Pain.
>That was all you could feel right now. That was your world. A world of fiery hate and contempt built from brimstone fury, and all of it was centered around one person, or more accurately, pony, and one pony only...
"Blackmane."
>Your calm voice betrayed the seething fury beneath the surface.
"...You..."
>You ball your fists up, feeling the burning hot tingle spread through them, before they begin to glow a piercing golden glow.
"...Are..."
>Your entire body begins glowing this time.
"FUCKED!"
>With a scream of pure rage and hatred, you erupt in a golden blaze of glory.
>It feels like your body is on fire as wave after wave of magical energy blasts in all directions around you - and you feel your power reserves taking a hit.
>Damn.
>Blackmane has taken a few steps backwards now, seeming to have been broken out of his trance by the awesome display of power infront of him.
>You frowned. You had hoped you could keep this transformation up for a little while longer before you had to dial back a little.
>You gave him a wicked smile, giving him a full display of your bloodied, almost toothless mouth.
>You swear you could hear his heart drop into his stomach.
>It was of no matter...
>You uncurl your fists and feel your hair begin to descend back up into your head. An odd sensation, but it was not the oddest you'd ever felt.
>Your aura still pulsed with electricity and power, but much less violently. You could feel your heart begin to beat a little more steady.
>Your hair stood on end once more after a few moments, and you let loose another ear piercing scream, allowing your new transformation to unleash some built up energy.
>The Earth shook once more, and you smiled at Blackmane.
"There you go. I dialed it back a little... Not that it will make you have any greater chance..."
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I'm gettin warmed up! Drawing is also coming easier

>>30251605
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iHG5aIEdO50
>You hit him with overwhelming blows, and he is either too weak, or too shocked to react quick enough. Or both.
>Your speed is incredible - as is your strength. If you were to hit the ground right now at full force, you were sure you could probably crack the planet right down to the core.
>THIS is it. THIS is the true height of your power. You can feel it. This is what you had been reaching for all along.
>Even now - your body struggles to maintain it's form. Your skin is cracking in many places, blood oozing out of the wounds, but through sheer willpower and determination to kill, and as edgy as it sounds, through sheer HATRED for Blackmane, you force your body to keep together. There will be no death until he has met his end. Nopony, especially not as pathetic and weak as this fucking clown, will use you to kill ponies you had potential uses for and get away for it...
>...
>Oh and the whole save Equestria and the innocent lives things too. Yeah. That as well.
>With another powerful wave of energy, your aura spikes once more, and the castle begins to crumble, as does the scenery around you.
>Blackmane stands back up and stares you in the eyes and smiles weakly.
>"Alright... This... This is unexpected, I admit..."
>You say nothing. You only glare at him, your aura pulsating more violently by the second, and more lightning like strands arcing off your body.
>It feels like your body is on fucking fire. It hurts so bad, but it feels so amazing at the same time.
>"But I am not going to let some fancy theatrics get in the way of my total conquest of this world...."
>His horn glows the most brightest red you've ever seen, and his eyes begin glowing red as well.
>Slowly, a red aura envelops his body and he gently floats off the ground.
>"Alright Anon... Let's see what you can do." he says with an evil smile, his voice layered heavily with reverb and echo.
>You smile at him.
"Alright. If you insist."
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:D

>>30251697
MMkay, all done for that one. I'm not sure if I'll write another or draw another of these. I don't want to pollute this thread with my Anon power fantasy autism and detract from Urchin's story.

It was really fun to write it though. God damn, I've always wanted to write a Super Saiyan Anon story.

>>30251360
>It's fucking crazy how Urchin has managed to propel himself to heights no other greentext writer on this board ever has before.

You don't read much green or what? I know taste is subjective but that's the most delusional thing I've seen today, and I love the story.

Starting to get a little tired of the endless "literally the best thing since sliced sex" praise. It's deserved but sheesh, you guys are laying it on thick.

>>30251732
Yeah I kinda don't read much green anymore honestly, so in retrospect, that statement was very stupid and ill-formed of me to make. Sorry.

I think part of the problem is that I just can't ever find threads like this where an interesting story with a good writer is present and crafting stuff like what Urchin is doing. I'd love more fucking stories in the style of Urchin's and more deep interesting immersive things to read. If you got any send em my way.

>>30251732
This desu

Though when you take something expecting it to be mediocre, like greentext, and it suddenly turns out to be really good you can lose perspective and genuinely be of the opinion that it's literally the best thing since slicing in general. I've been guilty of that before. And Urchin really is really good for greentext.

>>30251755
I think his story just caters to my autism more than others

>>30251272
Tis a tragedy and because it is a tragedy. The context of the story means certain things have a different light and place within the narrative. When the relationship with Blondie was introduced and prodded towards a closer bond between the two or when Twilight was apologizing to Anon, I couldn't help but think about how it feels like we're being gently prodded to feel sympathy towards the character in preparation for the climax. When something bad happens to them, it'll be easier to get a knee jerk reaction out of the readers because they have some sort of additional emotional investment for those characters.

Celestia does come off as fairly set in stone about how she views Anon, but there is one thing I do appreciate about her. I don't know if you're familiar with the idea of a "reliable narrator." Questioning whether or not you can trust a narrator and how trustworthy their viewpoint is in the story is really cool to see done, and it can be seen here with Celestia (whether this is intentional or not, I don't know, but it's there and it's something I appreciate and want people to see).

Celestia falls under the category of characters who are have a reasonably sound mind throughout the story. Whenever we move to her point of view, it's a chance to see how things should workout if Twilight and Anon weren't so heavily invested in their character flaws. She's almost akin to the voice of reason within the story, being thousands of years old and seeing it all resulting in her being able to react accordingly to each new problem. On top of that, she understands what each character is doing wrong and how it can be solved (for the most part; she never took to much of an attempt to understand Anon, but this holds up with her relationship with Luna and Twilight).

Celestia's character is the voice of reason in this story, and I like how even though with her flaws it's clear that she is the one we can trust the most.

>>30240527

>”Would you look at that? Two more toys for you to play with. You’re a lucky boy tonight, aren’t you, Anon?”
>Blackmane’s laughter bites your ears as he drones on.
>Innominate snaps her head to the right, glaring at him past you.
>”What did you do to him?”
>”Me? He did this to himself. I’m not the one who painted his body with black magic.”
“The two of you need to leave,” you groan, trying to lift yourself up.
>Twilight lets go of you, putting a hoof gently on your chest.
>She pushes you back onto the rock you’d been forced against.
>”Celestia, you’re hurt. Let us take care of this.”
“You once said that if I made the decision, it was the right one. Consider this my decision. You must leave now. He’s far too powerful for you.”
>Right on cue, the human, thirty yards away from where Twilight’s spell had struck him, begins to shuffle in the dirt.
>You can barely make it out from the distance, but it almost looks like patches of his skin are burning away, leaking magic in the same way as your horn.
>His arms shake as he pushes his chest up off the ground, and that’s when the right elbow completely detaches.
>He falls flat, his forearm no longer able to support him.
>The severed limb’s main wound spills more of that green muck from earlier, but you can’t examine it for long as, once he’s propped up on his knees, he picks the arm up off the ground and presses the wounds together.
>Sanguine fluid drips down from his bicep and gets to work on tying the limbs together.
>After a few seconds, he gives his repaired--and you use that term very loosely--arm a cautionary shake.
>All seems well, more or less, and he once again goes to stand.

>>30252322

>Anon hobbles toward your little group, dragging his mangled leg behind him until the river of crimson and emerald wraps around it and snaps everything back into place.
>The next step he takes is strong and unhindered.
>Innominate retreats an inch, her white face turning grey at the sight before her.
>”Anon, did they do to you?”
“Blackmane amplified the power of his spells until the magic fired his brain. He’s nothing more than a puppet right now, operating under the order to kill.”
>”Blackmane is back? I thought you killed him.”
“So did I,” you sigh.
>Twilight looks around, taking in the full view of the graveyard before her.
>She cringes and, when her eyes land on Blackmane and Chaser, they almost pop out of her head.
>”You’re kidding me.”
>”Hi there, Twilight! Fancy meeting you here.”
>”Greymane, why? Anon was your friend. If you keep forcing more magic into his body, he’s going to die.”
>”Oh, that’s quite alright,” chuckles the stallion in response. “He doesn’t have to last too much longer; I only really need him for one more thing.”
>By now, Anon has almost completely closed the distance between you all.
>The ground begins to quake as he draws nearer, rumbling the debris of the bell tower all around you.
>Twilight and Innominate struggle to keep footing on the uneasy Earth.
>Anonymous raises his left hand toward the castle wall and makes a fist.
>Suddenly the sky is alive with color.
>A lavender hue chokes out the blackness above.
>You all look in the direction of the new light source, including Blackmane, and shout when the wall of the castle, covered in the aura, rumbles.

>>30252328

>Anon makes a sound for the first time since his assault began.
>He grunts, his fist shaking as he struggles to pull it across his body.
>Then he jerks his whole body, stumbling and almost falling, but makes the necessary movement.
>It’s not just a portion of the wall, nor is it that which covers the garden area.
>The entire thing--the whole south face of the castle--booms as it is ripped off its structural supports.
>Pieces of stone and wood fly from the scene as the top of the wall curves, its weight pulling it down towards you.
>Anon returns back to full height, keeping his head low, and exhales.
>A small barrier blinks into existence, sparkling with corrupt energy, protecting him from the incoming wall.
>”Impossible,” whispers Innominate.
>”How could anyone have that much power?” asks Twilight as horn sparks to life.
>”Anon, you dumb shit! You’re supposed to kill them, not me too!”
>Almost dismissively, the human waves his hand. A barrier much like the one surrounding him covers Blackmane, though oddly enough not Chaser who begins to bang on the shield, begging for entry.
>A heavy shadow quickly covers you, the gardens, and stretches out over Equestria.
>Dust from the wall falls down, dirtying your coat further.
>”Everyone, brace yourselves,” shouts the purple pony beside you.
>As the tension and weight becomes too much for the materials, the wall cracks in the middle and splits.
>Twilight’s horn erupts.
>Your face is heated by her magic as she forms a barrier cushion on the lower half of the wall.
>When the hundred tons of stone collide with her field, her whole body nearly collapses.
>”I could use some help here,” she grunts, the spell flickering to failure.
>Innominate chips in with you, both doing what you can to amplify the power of Twilight’s spell.
>Once you’re connected to her, you too can feel the full brunt of the impact.
>The three of you combined can’t even slow it down.

>>30252333

>However, what you do manage to do is change the form of the barrier.
>As if you were all sharing a mind, you pull the edges of the barrier in while extending the top, forcing it into a wedge that splits the wall in half.
>While the top section from earlier crumbles into pieces and slams harmlessly onto the ground, the two new portions of the lower half slide down the barrier, each falling off the edge of the gardens and descending into the Everfree.
>The mountain shakes as tons of stone crash into it on either side, but it does not give, nor does the rest of the castle thankfully.
>You pant, having spent the last of the energy your body can offer, and fall face first into the dirt.
>Twilight and Innominate also seem fairly drained but do manage to stay on their hooves.
>”What a crock of bull. Come on, Anon! I didn’t cultivate you just to dick around! Get serious and slaughter these animals!”
>”Anon, don’t listen to him,” cries the guard.
>”Any part of Anon that could understand you is dead, bitch. All that’s left is a mindless tool--a monster to do my bidding. Now, don’t make me repeat myself, Anon. I want their heads!”
>On command, Anon drops his forcefield and aims a fingertip at you.
>”You shut up,” shouts Innominate, charging for Blackmane while Twilight comes to your aid.
>He blocks the beam of energy emitted from Anon’s finger and sends it flying off into the night.
>”Chaser, kill the girl. I don’t want Anon distracted.”
>”With pleasure, master,” growls the traitor.
>Innominate leaps into the air higher than you thought her slender legs could help her.
>Her horn glows beautifully, and then intensely.
>It’s soon a blinding source of light that forces anyone near it--by that you mean Chaser and company--to shut their eyes.

>>30252344

>When she next lands, it’s directly in front of the traitor.
>She cocks her hoof and fires, slamming it into Chaser’s jaw and knocking him away.
>The stallion falls over and spreads out onto the ground, unconscious and missing a few teeth.
>”Huh. Hey, Anon, I uh, I have a problem here.”
>The human extends his hand toward Innominate.
>The skin on his palm peels away, floating into the air and turning to dust on the wind as a sickening field of magic surrounds what’s left of his hand.
>”Eyes on me, Anon,” orders Twilight and fires a magic missile for him.
>The human, with his free limb, raises a barrier of stone between him and the attack.
>Twilight snarls and opens her wings, taking to the sky and firing again.
>The princess circles around him, firing blast after blast of magic at the human.
>”Don’t make me do this, Anon! Fight him,” she pleas.
>Anon, using all varieties of spells, blocks each incoming attack.
>First it’s a gust of wind powerful enough to change the course of the missile.
>After that, it’s a barrier field formed halfway between the two.
>Next he pulls some roots still buried deep within the ground and sends them up to take the hit.
>Still, he keeps one attack, continuously charging, aimed at the guard mare.
>The missile never fires though.
>His arm shakes, and for a fraction of a second, you can see a break in his still face.
>It lasts as long as a thought on the wind, but he displays a hint of discontent.
>That’s when Twilight lands her hit.

>>30252352

>It’s a small energy blast that blows his targeted hand clean off the wrist.
>Anon stumbles back and raises his stub, examining the wound.
>The man takes a second to look around for where it might have gone, and upon finding the pile of mush Twilight’s spell left behind, must decide that reattaching it isn’t worth the effort.
>”Allow me to rephrase! Anon, kill the white one first!”
>Blackmane squeals as he bobs and weaves, avoiding Innominate’s attacks be they spear or magic.

Just a little bitty update tonight. It's not much but I said Tuesday so here it is on Tuesday. Once again I'd like to thank all the dear readers who have taken a seat on this ride whether it was just yesterday or if you got off a month ago. I'm glad to be touching so many of you with my wizard horse fanfiction.

>>30252372
Where's the updated pastebin link?

>>30252372

Also here's the pastebin I forgot to post https://pastebin.com/8DSdhfkR

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>>30252372
He just wanted to help everyone, to be useful, to be seen as an equal.

Fuck, man...

>>30252423
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.

>>30252372
Thankyou based urchin

>>30252423
>tripcode
>in a thread without contributing
>no one else in the thread uses a tripcode
hahahah get out

>>30252477
Sorry, was just posting green in another thread and saw that this thread updated, just had to run over and get my fix. Won't happen again, boss.

>>30252423
Coming over from /dzg/, right? No worries about the trip, it happens. Most people will understand as long as you don't do it intentionally.

>>30252372
My theory of anon being nothing but a pile of magically dissolved mush by the end is looking more and more likely.

>>30252874
at least his soul hasnt been severed from the picture right?

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>>30252423
They're mutilating him, even if anon leaves, he'll be more fucked up than an ausjwitz survivor.

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>>30253216
>he'll be more fucked up than an Auschwitz survivor
But, Anon..

dracoanonymous doesn't do happy endings you should know this

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By the end of this anon is just going to be a walking skeleton covered in acid and flames.

Metal as fuck.

finaly got a pastebin up: https://pastebin.com/u/Marty_Mcfry
>A while later you are sitting at a table in a dining hall. It is not as lavish as you expected. Perhaps this is just Celestia's personal one, and a more grandiose hall for events is somewhere else.
>Celestia looks up from her salad, which you are currently eating a duplicate of.
>"Is it to your liking?"
>You nod.
>Honestly, you weren't much of a salad eater, but you weren't about to turn down anything they were generously offering you.
>Plus you had to admit these were some pretty kick ass veggies. Not trace of wilting or any other sort of blemish, and incredibly fresh.
>Next is some bread and soup, vegetable of course.
>After that is some kind of pilaf with stuffed mushrooms, which was actually pretty awesome.
>You start thinking that it might not be so bad to resign yourself to a vegetarian lifestyle from this point on.
>Which is why you are a bit shocked when the chef wheels out your main course: a fish filet with a poached egg on the side.
>You look to Celestia questioningly, who seems to have anticipated your concern.
>"While I and many of my subjects do not indulge in it, fish are commonly consumed by many races in Equestria. No need to feel conscious about it."
"If you say so."
>You hesitate briefly, but then you realize they already cut it up and roasted it. It wasn't like eating it would make it any deader than it already was.
>Polishing it off rather quickly, it WAS pretty tasty, the chef brings you a plate of fruit and yogurt for desert.
>"Goodness, I seem to have overslept more than I realized."
>You see a new pony entering the hall. She's another aliwhatzit, from what you can tell.
>Doesn't quite have the regality of Celestia, maybe due to her smaller stature.
>"Good morning, Luna." Celestia warmly greets the newcomer.
>"Good morning to you, sister." Luna eyes you curiously. "So you are the guest the castle staff has been a clamor about."

>You clear you throat as you wipe your mouth with a napkin.
"Yes, I'm Anonymous, just Anon is fine though."
>"Greetings and good tidings to you, Anon. I am Princess Luna. If my sister is ever unavailable to assist you, do seek me out. I will provide what assistance I can. Though be advise that I sleep for most of the day time."
>You can't help but pick up that she didn't discourage you addressing her with her title. Maybe she's sensitive about it.
"Thanks, I'll be sure to do that."
>Celestia levitates a bell and rings it. Shortly after, a unicorn mare enters the hall and patiently waits at her side.
>"Anon, once you are ready, Raven here will escort you to a guest room. I'll send a doctor shortly after. If you need something do not hesitate to call."
>You nod and carefully rise from your seat.
"I suppose I'm ready now. Nice meeting you, Princess. I hope we get a chance to talk again soon."
>She smiles, finally seeming to relax. "Likewise, Anon. Dream well."
>You walk over to Raven and she gives you a silent nod as she leads you out the hall.
>Today has been exhausting, if not pleasant enough. There's still a lot you don't understand, and many questions you'd like answered. For now, though, you are content to just sleep on it.


and that wraps up the prologue. sorry if the short length disappoints anyone.i have the next part planned out a little more so it shouldn't take as long for an update.

>>30253255
Nobody's called him that for 2 years. His name is Sea Urchin.

Don't die. Not yet.

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>>30252372
theres no chance for a good ending now. only pain.

>>30251360
>>30251732
I mean suck his dick but dont suck it that much

>>30252874
>bones just slipping out of his body like a finely tenderized 6-piece order of ribs
>limbs just falling off his body when they're put under the slightest bit of pressure
>patches of skin burning off and spewing magic from the holes
I bet he never thought it would come to this when he was studying unicorn history in his cabin. On the bright side hell probably go down in history as the most powerful wizard ever considering he's BTFOing the princesses and the slightest bit of effort he's shown was ripping a several hundred ton wall off of a castle.

>>30256119
Because the story so far clearly shows how pony history is accurate and unbiased.

>>30256119
He might not even be remembered, sure in the short term people will be talking about him, and I know the "muh ebil dictator Celestia" thing is played out as fuck by this point, but I can genuinely see her (if she survives, that is) just quietly making sure Anon and all the events surrounding him just dissapear into the mists of history. He's the perfect example of why she has runes on lockdown in the first place. Sure, with proper training, knowledge and guidance they can be an amazing tool, but without those someone can turn themselves into a complete monster with uncontrolled power enough to easily rival the princesses (well, Celestia anyway, I can't see it taking much to rival Luna in the state she's apparently in). Plus there's the whole degradation thing, sure in Anon's case he WAS planning to go die in a forest somewhere, but other people might not accept that so easily, or they might start going on a rampage when it starts burning up their brain.

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IM FUCKING READY FOR IT TO END.

I NEED IT.

>>30256119
Nigga no.
>Anon kills a hydra and saves Ponyville with his Rune magic
>Immediately after, he is known around Equestria as an evil crazy person who studies black magic and is feared
How exactly do you think they would react or spin the news of him being able to fucking hold off Celestia and fight Blackmane?
>Anon - the evil wicked monster so powerful he could fight Celestia, the princess of the Sun and Equestria and all things justice and good, and hold off Blackmane, the most evil runic wizard ever, and still have enough power to hold together his damaged dying body
It wouldn't be
>Anon, the incredible human who used Runes to defeat Blackmane, an evil pony who used Runes to try to take over the world.

>>30251605
>>30251697
Did anyone like this? If anyone wants me to I can try to draw more stupid shit up and write more like this, but I'll of course post it in a pastebin and link that here since I don't want to detract from things with my literal fanfiction.

>>30251755
Hey I'm still looking for more cool deep stories like this by the way. I wanna fucking experience another green like this, where it fucking digs into my autism and makes me have the drive to do stupid fucking shit like draw SSJ Anon very poorly, share it in the thread, and write edgy stupid fanfiction alongside it. This is so magical.

>>30257337
>to try to take over the world
he just hates celestia

>>30257669
I'd hate a bitch too if she tried to annihilate my entire blood line.

>>30257699
But your bloodline is evil literally through all of history.

>>30257337
I didn't say he'd go down in history as a good guy, I said he'd go down in history as the most powerful wizard ever.

>>30257424
If you haven't read much green, then I'd recommend starting off with something a fair amount of people enjoyed: The Exchange. https://pastebin.com/b84cTjFa

It's a long read, but rated up there as one of the better greens out there.

Otherwise, what are you searching for? Comedy, tragedy, adventure, something more introspective? Sayin you want something "deep" isn't very descriptive and usually subjective towards a story. I got plenty of stuff to recommend, though I knowing what you mean by "deep" will narrow it down.

>>30258304
Man, anything.
Specifically, I like Fantasy stories, especially coming of age ones.

My favorite book is Glen Cook's The Swordbearer, where a boy with polio finds a sword that sucks away the essence/soul of those it kills and adds to his power, and he goes around fighting shit. Really cool.

I'd like some adventurey green text, and some romance too. I've always wanted some decent adventure green with Rainbow Dash or Twilight, Rainbow Dash because she is the most likely to be a great companion to go adventuring with, and Twilight because she could be a sage or whatever and provide lore.

Anything like that?

Or fuck, Anon just adventuring with anyone would be great. Fucking Vinyl Scratch would be fine with me, just as long as it's written well and not retarded.

>>30258451
I can think of tons of green about adventuring (The Exchange is up there, but with Celestia), but a lot of them are abandoned or unfinished. Lemme go through my list and see what is actually finished. Are you opposed to EqG at all? Might have a few in that universe.

>>30256308
>a complete monster with uncontrolled power enough to easily rival the princesses
That's an understatement. The degree to which Anon dwarfs the princesses in power is breathtaking.

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>>30258451
I haven't done a whole lot of reading in a while, so sadly my list is a bit sparse.

If it's something printed, I used to read the shit out of Terry Goodkind's Sword of Truth books.
Really fun reads and good characters, though the main ones do slip into OC territory about seven or eight books into it.

I haven't read them myself, but I also hear that Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time is also supposed to be really cool.
It was more in the vein of the magic system being unique and interesting, though. Take that for what you will.

I've barely read any greens or fimfics lately, besides of course Urchin's stuff.
The one that sticks in my recent memory is my own metric for high-tension conflict:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/193170/its-complicated
Just be forewarned, this one gets really hard to read later on.
Not because it gets worse, far from it, but because it's emotionally draining to slog through it.
If Urchin's bad endings get to you, this one will probably cause a fucking aneurysm.

>>30258451
Alright, most of the stories I've read do happen to be dead or discontinued, so life is suffering.

Hunter Anon (Incomplete): https://pastebin.com/A6hkvKYB
Premise of the story is Anon magically teleports to Equestria and goes on an adventure with Twilight to stop an evil from reawakening.

Living the Good Life (Complete): https://www.fimfiction.net/story/72650/living-the-good-life
This one has a descriptions since fimfiction, so not going to summarize it.

Witcher of Canterlot (Complete): https://pastebin.com/UaSFJ58z
Witcher crossover with EqG; if you like fantasy, this might be right up your ally.

Then, if you don't mind a little bit of edge...
Part 1: https://pastebin.com/H4VVi4Gw
Part 2: https://pastebin.com/uW2Sqd4D
This is SiM (Submission is Mandatory), but the world building is pretty good in this story. The relationship that develops between Anon and RD is also well done. The premise is Anon holding RD hostage to prevent the princesses from harming him. Bit of sci-fi, bit of torture, and a whole lot of political games.

That's what I can think of off the top of my head. A lot of stuff I've read isn't finished, or not the adventuring type.

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>>30258772
>Hunter Anon (Incomplete)

>>30235937
>"Anon, that's brilliant! How did humankind ever come up with this design?!"
"Well, as the old saying goes, 'the only difference between science and screwing around, is writing it down'."
>Jesus H. Christ, this guy was still this fucking eager, even after just one week!
>After seeing your progress in the thaumic realm, he all but gave up trying to match your research.
>But going over his Lexica and writing notes down about it, and then feeding the notes to yours? Turned out to actually work.
>You could magically link the things, so that discoveries you made would be put down in his book as well.
>While being indicated as your work, of course. These guys had time to put in anti-cheating measures, at least.
>It also didn't tell him about how to craft it, until he did the legwork himself.
>But enough about the University of the Elder God Book®.
>You'd gone over a whole bunch of mechanical designs, starting with simple gears.
>You're not very knowledgeable about mechanical shit, not gonna lie. But you didn't need to be.
>This fucking horse must have another mark in mechanical shit hidden somewhere, because he's recreating your descriptions absurdly fast, and figuring out every wayward property of them as he goes along.
>But the whole exchange also highlighted exactly how fucking garbage Equestria's mechanics were.
>They thought gears were only used in watches and clocks, and never scaled the things up.
>Belt-coupled things were used in trains, of all things.
>They didn't even know what a worm gear was!

>>30258952
>It was a bit of a pain, dredging the information from many Wikipedia treks from years gone past, but it seemed to work out in the end.
>Sunburst's work was ridiculously fast and super self-correcting enough that it didn't matter if you were vague.
>You just got done explaining how combustion engines worked. You'd swear you just recited some porn to him, from his reaction.
>"But Anon, what do they use for fuel?"
"Depends. Most cars use gasoline or diesel, but weirder shit's been used."
>"What's gasoline and diesel?"
"The stuff you get from processing oil. You know, the black kind that comes outta the ground?"
>"Uhh... no? I've never heard of any kind of oil like that before."
"Wait, seriously?"
>"Pretty sure."
>Well, shit. That rules out anything petroleum based. No plastic for you just yet.
>Not that you'd know how the fuck to make plastic, anyways.
"Well, shit. Okay, it, uh... The fuel's got to give off a good amount of explosive force once it's compressed down by the cylinder and lit off."
>"That's all?"
"Pretty sure."
>"But what's the difference between gasoline and diesel?"
"Gas is way more refined and burns cleaner. Diesel can be anything, even--"
>Whoaly shit, you forgot that part!
>"Even what?"
"Back home, they also made biodiesel! They did some weird shit to corn, I think, and whatever they brewed from it burned like diesel!"
>And there goes the quill, scribbling shit like an author possessed.
>He'll probably have a fucking essay ready on that in a couple of days.

>>30258772
Not that guy, but thanks for the recommendations. Been looking for some new stuff.

>>30258962
>"One other thing, Anon. These engines spin other things, not just vehicles and trains, right?"
"Yeah. Blenders, fans, everything."
>"How do you keep everything fueled? And filter out the fumes?"
"Oh shit, no. We don't drive those with fuel, those suckers are electrical."
>"E-electrical?"
>...
>Holy shit, no.
>Don't fucking tell me.
"Please tell me you at least know what electricity is."
>"I've... never once heard of that before. And I got high marks in all sciences."
>This grinds your own separate workflow to a screeching halt.
>Worm gears are one thing, but fucking electricity?
>No, this abominable heresy to the Machine-God must be corrected immediately.
>"Wait, you mentioned electricity before, back at one of the princess get-togethers, didn't you?"
>That just makes the heresy even worse, that you would forget about it.
"I'm not explaining this without also having a practical demonstration to go along with it."
>"P-practical demonstration?!"
"Yeah. You're leaving in a day, right?"
>"R-right?"
"When you get back here, I want you to bring some zinc and copper plates, copper wire, vinegar, and a piece of iron."
>And people say high school is a waste.
>"R-really? That's a weird list. I'll try, but I'm not sure I can manage the iron."
"The iron's not really needed, it's just there to illustrate a point about how electricity works."
>"Right, well, I'll see what I can do!"
"Good. Now, what else did you want to know about engines?"

>>30258972
>You really wish you paid more attention to your mechanic extended family. Would've been much nicer to explain engine shit without speculating.
>But your gun-loving aunt was just so much more fun to hang around with.
>Also wishing you paid more attention to her. And maybe gone to /k/.
>Because all you knew about guns was how to shoot them, not the parts that they're made of.
>You haven't brought up guns with Sunburst yet, though. A little too early for man's most effective killing device.
>What you did do, was finish fessing up the last of what you knew about engines to him.
>He'll figure out how it all works eventually, you just know it.
>The topic had since shifted to your work.
>You'd finished up your advanced etching focus days ago, which was needed to put some really small and detailed glyphs onto some rock structures and gems.
>The things that would make up the next piece of the crafting puzzle: the Arcane Infuser.
>Not gonna lie, the book made it out to be a really scary thing.
>After all, ripping things apart and forcefully combining them with pure magic sounded super dangerous.
>The first few things you would be making were pretty simple to merge, though.
>Then you could work on some safety devices, also made with this guy.
>You finish glyphing up the most complex part of the whole construct: the core.
>Now, you were gonna have to TK this spherical core above the platform you built while you 'craft' it again.
>Shouldn't be too tough, since you had a lot of power in the wand to dump into TK for long periods of time.

>>30258978
>And what a long time it's taking.
>You've been pointing your best staff at the core for about six minutes now.
>This is starting to resemble the first wand craft you made.
>Given the size and complexity of this beast though, it would probably react a lot more than just jumping up off a table.
>You don't let your guard down for one second while this goes on.
>Sunburst, thankfully, is keeping quiet as you do this.
>A minute or so later, the core starts to 'activate'.
>And...
>Ohh boy, that's one hell of an activation!
>The core begins arcing magic energy, and seems to slice itself up with some of the magic in spiralling patterns.
>You notice your TK isn't struggling to keep it up anymore, meaning it can support itself.
>You keep it trained on the core anyways, just in case.
>The core then splits apart along those spiral lines, creating a really cool effect where it 'opens' up.
>It carves out a sizable sphere from inside the solid rock, letting them drop to the floor.
>Then, it sucks in the strategically placed glyphed crystals, lining the new 'center' of the core with them.
>It was kinda hard to see, with the mindfucking display going on.
>The core then spontaneously closed back into a sphere, giving one last glow before it floats there by itself.
>Taking the TK off of it at last confirms that it's supporting itself.
>Well.
>That was the coolest fucking craft you've done so far.
>"Woooow."
>You said it, buddy.
>But you didn't make this thing to have it sit there and look pretty.

>>30258983
>You check back with your Lexica to make sure you've got your first craft for the Infuser right.
>Yep, your ingredient list is looking good.
>You place your first TK focus onto the center pedestal, and place some energized and runed crystals on the satellite pedestals, along with a chunk of brass.
>Welp, moment of truth. You aim your staff at the core again.
"Let's do this shit."
>The staff gets the signal to push magic into the core.
>It only takes a few seconds for it to react.
>The core opens along the bottom, sucking in the focus.
>Once it closed back up, it starts to hum very loudly.
>You get your manalens glasses to see what it's up to.
>And hoooooly shit, it's sucking in a lot of magic!
>The glyphs start to light up blue from bottom to top on the core, almost like a progress bar. It hums louder and louder as it does this.
>Once it reaches the top, one of the core's sides opens up, hitting one of the crystals with a beam of green magic.
>It totally disintegrates the crystal, sucking it into the core as it does this.
>The core turns to each item like this, breaking it down in the same way.
>Once it finishes, the core scythes totally open again, revealing your focus being bombarded with huge amounts of visible magic.
>A planetary ring-like swarm of particles orbit the focus, slowly feeding into it as a beam of green magic rakes along the ring.
>The focus changes and deforms as this happens, turning into an unrecognizable blob when it finishes.

>>30258987
>The core then scythes itself closed, and glows a deep orange colour, spinning very rapidly as it does this.
>The hum it makes gets quieter over time, as does the speed it spins at, and the intensity of the glow.
>Halfway through, the glow changes from orange back to blue.
>The core comes to a stop pretty rapidly once that change happens.
>The bottom opens up once again, and floats down an object from inside of it.
>After it closes up, the core is stock still, just as it was before.
>...
>Okay, you take that back.
>THAT was the coolest fucking craft you've done so far, by a large margin.
>That was giving you some Stargate vibes, which as far as you're concerned is the best possible thing.
>Heh, Sunburst's jaw dropped again.
>You move over to the center pedestal to retrieve your...
>Oh yeah, that came out perfect!
>An advanced TK focus is now in your possession!
>You slap it onto your staff immediately.
>Right away, you put it to use, floating multiple items around with it at the same time.
>"A-all of that, for telekinesis?"
"Not just telekinesis! It multi-tasks, it uses less power, and more importantly..."
>Sunburst finds himself getting floated as well, a yelp from him accompanying it.
"It also TK's living things with magic in 'em!"
>You put him down pretty quick afterwards.
>It definitely used more power to lift him, and he's not as heavy as the things you were already lifting.
>Compensating for their internal magic was more draining than you thought.
>Now you're really curious about how Starlight does it so easy.

>>30258995
>You put all your shit back where it belongs, and check your sundial.
>It's late at night again. Damn it.
"Looks like another late night, bud."
>"Oh, rats! I'm supposed to be at the train station early tomorrow!"
"Eh, don't sweat it. You'll be fine."
>"I... I need to head back anyways, to collect my thoughts. There's just so much to do with these notes!"
"You go right on ahead. I've got a few more things to whip up down here before calling it a day."
>"A-all right, Anon. If I don't see you tomorrow, then in a few days?"
"Sounds good."
>He floats his notes and Lexica back into his bags, and shows himself out down the passageway.
>A floor-escalator thing is still on the list.
>But first things first.
>A few more of these infusion crafts are needed.
>You prepare and lay out the ingredients as needed.
>...
>Time really does fly when you're having fun, doesn't it?
>Sunburst's back in town again after four days of being back in the Empire.
>And you've been creating things in your lab like it's nobody's fucking business.
>That Arcane Infuser really was the golden ticket to accelerate the acquisition of really awesome shit.
>You were able to give upgrades to just about all of your foci.
>Your staves had infused metal caps and bands to help them pull in and channel more magic at once. Haven't gotten to the wands just yet.
>You even figured out how to make magic-signature camouflage, which you layered the passageway with.
>You also had access to wards now: a kind of intermediate construct.

>>30259003
>Wards were kinda like golems, but stationary and totally hidden.
>They needed a lot of that magic camouflage, and you needed to carefully balance the camo, and the magic it would be covering.
>Too little camo, it wouldn't hide it. Too much, and it would leave a 'void' that any mage can easily sense.
>You had a few of them littering your property: all of them basic auspex wards.
>Which were basically magical cameras.
>Complete with a central crystal ball as the monitor.
>No more surprises for you when in the lab, no siree.
>You had also just unlocked Advanced Constructs, and one of the first things it tells you about is the Slipgate.
>A thaumic portal, with the difference being that it can safely transport anything, even iron!
>But 'Advanced Construct' was fucking right: this thing was monumentally tough to crack the theory on.
>You don't think you've ever gotten as many cliffnote rejections as you have before on a project.
>Considering the tolerances on this thing, though, it shouldn't really surprise you.
>One misstep on the craft, and your portal would show up in Shub-Niggurath's colon, or something.
>You had just cracked the theory on it five minutes ago, and your crystal ball was now begging for attention.
>Looks like Sunburst made his way to your place, pulling a cart full of various things behind him.
>Heh, he's really struggling with it. Someone hasn't been working out.
>But, then again, neither do you.
>Should probably work on that.
>Well, whatever. You start making your way back home.

>>30259019
>You open your front door just as he goes to knock.
"Fancy meeting you here, friend!"
>"A-Anon? How did you know I was coming?"
"I'll tell 'ya later. Come on in."
>You decide to help a nigga out and pull the cart for him at this point.
>You both make your way downstairs again, with him floating the cart down.
>Somehow, it fits through the trapdoor.
>Of course he'd calculate for that.
"So, you got what I wanted?"
>"More than that! I made a few mockups of the engines and gear types!"
"Whoa wait, already?"
>"Yes! Metal is really cheap out in the Empire, so it was easy to make."
"No kidding. I'm guessing you didn't forge it though?"
>"Oh, of course not. There's spells to form it with already."
"Shoulda guessed."
>"Why? How do humans normally form metal?"
"Lots of different ways. Another story for another time."
>The two of you finally emerge into the lab.
>Directional luxcryst lights replaced the hanging shards you had before.
>You formed them specially so that they looked damn near identical to the old tube lights you'd normally see in dropped ceilings.
>A little more touches of home. Helps that you don't knock your head on the dangling lights all the time, too.
"Alright, let's get this stuff unloaded."
>This place was getting pretty crowded. You'd need more shelves soon.
>But you still had an open area cleared for your electrical demo.
>It's gonna be a real shocker
>Please end my torment, traveller

>>30259025
>Throwing the cover off the cart revealed a densly packed bunch of boxes.
>Sunburst went ahead and lifted them out and to the side, putting what you're guessing are the relevant boxes into your empty space.
>And yeah, they were indeed relevant.
>Big plates of copper and zinc, with some bare copper wire. And a few jugs of vinegar.
>You also grabbed some cardboard and a clamp ahead of time for this, as well.
>You need him to reform the plates to be a little smaller, though.
>Bending the copper wire is easy enough with your TK focus.
>"I have to say, making wire out of copper is a very weird thing to do."
"Well, we're not hanging things with it."
>"I didn't think so, but then, what are we using it for?"
>You sit him down and start from the beginning.
>You tell him about atoms, how they make up literally everything, and more specifically about the electrons that orbit them.
>He looks like he wants to interrupt, but keeps himself contained.
>Then you tell him that there's ways to make those electrons transfer between other atoms, using conductors and chemical reactions, and a whole bunch of other shit you simply don't know a fucking thing about.
>You tell him what you know about conductors and insulators, and then let him interject for a moment.
>"Ohh my gosh! So Mad Hatter's theory about tiny Equuses making everything up was true in a sense!"
"Not really. Only the orbiting part really transfers over."
>"But anyways, is that what 'electricity' is? These 'electrons' flowing from one point to another?"
"Yeah, that's the really low-level gist of it."

>>30259033
>You then go on to explain things like voltage and amperage, again from your half-remembered Wikipedia trek from a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
>You at least could remember what a coulomb was, and had managed to partly recreate one of those formula wheels from memory.
>He said something about 'derivative functions', and managed to fill the rest in.
>Math was never your strong suit.
>Magic formulas were much better. Like math, but they actually do shit when you write them down. With an etcher.
>"But hold on, Anon. This is all well and good, but how can you use this 'electricity' to drive lights and engines?"
"By putting them in the circuit path, forcing the electrons through them. Old fashioned lights use little glass bulbs with a tungsten filament in them."
>"Tungsten?"
>Oh you're fucking joking.
>Wait, maybe they call it by it's old name?
"Uh, wolfram?"
>"Oh, wolfram? Why'd you call it 'tungsten'?"
"We changed the name a while back. But yeah, electric engines are called 'motors', and I'll get into how they work later on."
>Time for the actual demo.
>You soak the cardboard in the vinegar, and start stacking it and the metal: zinc, cardboard, copper. Negative and positive.
>You built the pile up to eight layers, and slip in two wires on the ends, before clamping it down.
"This thing right here is a voltaic pile. The earliest form of a battery. A battery converts chemical reactions to electricity, by the way.
"The copper in this is just to conduct the electricity. The reaction happens between the vinegar and zinc.

>>30259042
"Now, this battery doesn't have a lot of power in it, so when I touch these wires together, all we get is a little spa--"
>"Agh! What the hay was that?!"
>Wait, what the fuck was that about?
"What's up?"
>"My horn! It just... itched there for a bit. Really badly, too."
"It did?"
>...
>You touch the wires again.
>"Aaaah! Stop doing that!"
"Okay, that's new."
>At least your battery worked.
>But he was having a bad reaction whenever you touched the two wires together.
"Hey, move back a little bit."
>He does, and you touch the wires again.
>He cringes a bit, but doesn't exclaim out loud. He moves back about four feet, until he doesn't look as bothered.
>"That's so weird. Whatever you're doing, it's irritating my horn!"
"I can see that. What I don't see is why it would do that."
>You decide not to touch the wires together again. Not yet.
>Then you go over the right-hand rule, about how the current creates a magnetic field.
>"Magnetic field?"
"Oh boy, not again."
>"I'm sorry, Anon. But I've never heard of 'magnetic fields', either."
"At least tell me you have compasses."
>"Well, of course we do."
"Right, and they all point north?"
>"Right?"
"The reason they point north is because of the planet's natural magnetic field!"
>"Huh? That's not how compasses work."
>What the fuck, man?
"What do you mean, that's not how they work?"
>"Compasses work by pointing to the magical nexii at the poles of the planet. A special crystal points to the poles in a compass."
>...
"Oooookay, time out for a second, the dick are you talking about?"

>>30259053
>"Maybe you should explain how they work on your world."
"Fine. The Earth has a natural magnetic field, and a compass has a magnetized piece of metal that constantly points to the north one."
>"What is this metal, though?"
"Well, it used to be 'lodestone', which was naturally magnetic magnetite."
>"Magnetite?"
"Yeah, an ore made up of mostly--"
>...
>Oh my fucking God in heaven.
>"A-Anon?"
>Playtime's over.
"Did you get the iron piece?"
>"Huh? W-well, yes, but--"
"I need it right now."
>You form another piece of wire into a coil as he fishes it out of a box.
"Sunburst, I need you to stand way back and tell me what you feel."
>Your tone was deadly serious, and was enough to get him to comply.
>You connect the coil to the circuit.
>He cringes from a good distance away. About ten or eleven feet.
>"Ahh! What did you do?"
"Stand further back and tell me what you feel."
>You pick up the iron piece he set down. It's a crude, rusted rod, but it'll work.
>You form another wire around the iron into a coil shape.
>Then, you connect it.
>Sunburst cries out in pain, but that's not all.
>Every magical glyph and item within two feet of you just stopped working.
>"A-Anon, please! What are you doing?!"
"That's impossible."
>"Anon! Please, I--"
"That is absolutely fucking impossible."
>Your sense of direction was shit since coming here.
>This planet doesn't have a magnetic field.
>Magnetism fucks with magic.
>Iron blocks magic.
>Iron is ferromagnetic.
>So is cobalt and nickel.
>"A-Anon?"
>Your next line is quiet.
"Magnets."

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>>30259062
Step right up! Greentexts, fimfics, paperbacks, Updates "R" Us®!
Figured a little green would tide you folks over while we wait out a different update.

We won't have that Pastebin link for long, since I'm close to the 500k limit now.
Three months in. Fuck me, where does the time go?

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FUCKING MAGNETS HOW DO THEY WORK

>>30258451
It isn't AiE butif you're interested in an extremely long, dark epic fantasy story heavily inspired by dark souls then Upheaval by Visiden Visidane is one of the best pieces of fanfiction I've ever read.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/10157/upheaval-breaking-point

>>30258451
Do you want adventuring, a good dose of intrigue, a very generous dash of edge, all set in a crapsack world? It does have a human OC. You could argue it's cliché and shit, but from a technical standpoint it's pretty well-written. If this sounds like it would please your autism, you'll most likely enjoy the characters and the worldbuilding and shit.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/285707/the-lunar-guardsman

>>30259062
So this whole time he's be taking in good amounts of solar radiation then?

>>30258181
This is what we call a self fulfilling prophecy.

>>30259019
>Sulphate
Is that a reference or is my autism acting up again

>>30259585
>Sulphate
Fucking nigger cunts I hate my phone
Slipgate

>>30259062
Eyyy lmao, time for that electromagnetic anti magic shield/field! Add a powered exoskeleton and anon's ready to beat up Incognigger!

>>30259556
>why does everyone hate me just because my family spent all of recorded history being evil genocidal tyrants that ruled the land with black magic and an iron fist?

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>>30259062
FUCKING MAGNETS

>>30258813
Fucking Argentians man...it was really good too. Wish he would at leat say if he's alive

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>>30259622
>nigger faggot walks in with his changeling crew
>anon turns on a superconductor
>weaklings start having full blown seizures from the pain
>anon walks out with a ghetto looking handcannon
"do you feel in charge"

FUND IT

>>30259062
I'm super hype about magnets now.

Anon barging into edgy mcedge face's lair with an electromagnetic backpack and auto shotgun when?

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>>30259630
daily reminder that blackmane was originally good but became evil since stupid mudhorses and birdbrains didn't understand unicorn magic and demonized him for it to the point of attempting to write him out of history as the founder of magic and replaced him with some apple hick

>9 not fine

>>30259630
>sins of the father

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>>30259525
Well, they did say that no one really knows what the sun is made of.

>>30261236
WooooooooHAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOA

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>>30259080
What if Equus really is a flat earth

>>30257347
I didn't not like it, but doesn't it seem a little distasteful to post alternative versions of an ongoing story in the thread where that story is being wirtten?
You should totally write more though. Maybe an original story even.

>>30252372
Alright, dear readers, let me lay this out for you. I know that at many point throughout the story and especially recently, I've ended an update on a cliffhanger. Well I want you to know that's going to stop. At this point, a cliffhanger would be stupid, so you can rest assured that there won't be anything exciting leading you into the next update which will be coming out some time next week. That's because the next update will be the last one. We're in the home stretch now. The finale is on the way.

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I need an edit of this with runes for Blackmane Anon.

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>>30262613
This will only end in tears.

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>>30262613
The end is near.

>>30262613
Just fuck our shit up, senpai

>>30261434
The anatomy is off but there's actually a tonne of detail in this picture and the childish quality is really endearing - nice job man, actually really like this one

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>>30262613
Listen to me, you deep-sea dwelling nigger.
When that update lands, I want it to be fucking soul-crushing.
I want it to lead us into believing there will be some measure of a happy ending, only to crush it completely and utterly, and with a smile the whole time.
I want none of the characters to have learned a fucking thing throughout all of this. Or if they do, I want their path to reform cucked so completely and utterly that it'll eclipse any SoCal numale several times over.
I want it to be the most depressing thing since learning that your entire family died in a massive highway collision, brain matter littering the highway.

Either way, I'll keep the thread active with the regularly scheduled delivery of green.

>safety bump

>>30264538
>NorCal (specifically, the Bay Area)
Fixed that little typo for ya buddy, unless you meant LA...or Santa Barbara. Fuck the pretentious cunts that come out of those places.

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>>30265768
I'll admit, I am fairly ignorant on the subject of cuck density on the 'Murican coastlines, being a >FUCKING LEAF and all.
But if they're even half as horrendous as Torontonian numales, then I weep for you.

>>30238088
This. Good thread.

>>30265874
Those particular areas in Commiefornia are rife with self-righteousness, moral superiority, and cunts in the tech industry with way too much money to force their lifestyle and ideology on everyone else. Berkley is a special case, and the one you here about the most, but most of the major population centers in this GOD DAMN STATE make having an aneurysm sound like a blessing.

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>>30266122
Cuckada is much the same, with the epicenters being around Toronto and Ottawa. The coasts also contribute, but you hear much more about Vancouver's shenanigans than you do Halifax's.
The difference being is that most of the country is so cowed by these fuckers, that we decided it would be a good idea to make imposing their ideology on everyone here legally enforceable.
I mean for fuck's sake, you know you're cucked when the name of your 'conservative' party - "Progressive Conservatives" - is an oxymoron.
I could go on, but the short version is that there's a reason we're called the Sweden of the English-speaking world.

But that's enough political bleed-over from me.
Unless of course you want to hear more

>>30264538
No, at some point detachment sets in. Like, if I read about a character getting their arm cut open, I'll be like "oh no, that must hurt so much, poor character". But if they get both their legs mauled into paste, I'll be like, "Yeah ok that sounds bad. They're still alive so meh."

Same thing here. It's already looking so bleak that after the last update, acceptance and detachment started coming up - oh no all the guards died, how horrible. I still care about e.g. Blondie though, and I haven't given up on Celestia getting out alive. But if the next update starts laying on the "soul crushing" too thick, I'll stop caring real fast - which would be a real shame, to have this journey end in simply "And then everyone died horribly, with suffering. The end."

In other words, everything in moderation.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5C9X5CBIsM
Perfect music for the final battle in Obsession. Imagine Anonymous the Terror unstoppable as he mows down the guards and kicks the collective shit of 2 princesses in.

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>>30266753
>In other words, everything in moderation.
I mean, one of Urchin's other works does end up with Anon presumably in the dungeon until he's dead of old age/abuse/possibly execution, Chrysalis dead, Luna dead, Twilight dead and Celestia blinded and probably emotionally traumatised. Urchin is no stranger to laying on the suffering

>>30267111
And in another, Anon's best friend died, but he saved his race and beat the bad guys so everyone lived happily ever after.
And in another Twilight found out her best friend/father figure of 10 years was a time travelling interdimensional murderer hellbent on killing her over and over again after he takes everything she values from her.
And in another Anon accomplished his life goal of becoming part of MLP written by Faust for 14 seasons and Celestia killed all the jews.
You really never know with Urchin. He can lay on the suffering but he not a stranger to happy endings.

>>30266753
It was never about Anon's body. He's been mailed several times and even killed, then spent the last few weeks literally rotting with the story saying it is totally unavoidable that his body will die. The point here is his mind and what his obsession and his pride are driving him to do. Hes been so set on proving himself and has been working under the "I'm not a puppet" mindset for so long that a bad end wouldn't be Anon dying, it would be him dying after giving up.

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>>30266241
I would, but it's best we stop before someone comes and gets the wrong idea and starts yelling to go back to another board. But I feel ya Canabro; I know some Canadians always complaining about Toronto and the French.

>>30267394
which one is the third one?

>

>>30267777
mechanon

I HAVE SOMETHING IN MY THROAT

>>30269834
lewd

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>>30269834
I-is it Fernando?

>>30270850
He appeared in one episode and got more character development than Glimglam has.

>>30267394
That all sounds edgy and autistic

>>30273750
You're edgy and autistic.

>>30259062
>You're confused.
>And more than a little scared.
>Anon's last line there, 'magnets'...
>The way he said it, and the look on his face...
>It was like...
>You don't really know how to describe it.
>It's shocked, lost, and a little bit contemplative.
>But mostly just shocked and lost.
>Magnets...
>That's got to be related to 'magnetism', right?
>The thing he just talked about?
>It sounded like an object that had the property of this 'magnetism'.
>But you were fairly sure you didn't want to experiment with anything relating to this magnetism.
>The way your horn felt when he connected those wires...
>It was unlike anything you'd ever felt before.
>Like the magic was being actively pushed out of the area.
>Almost as if it didn't belong anywhere around this 'field'.
>And adding that iron seemed to strengthen the effect many times over.
>It physically hurt, like badly pulling a muscle in your leg, except in your horn.
>How does the iron interact with this 'magnetic field', anyway?
>You know you said you didn't want to investigate it, but the theory behind it is at least something to--
>"Sunburst?"
>Oh, he seems to have snapped out of it. A little bit.
"Y-yes, Anon?"
>"Why don't you... call it a day for right now?"
"Huh? But... are you sure, Anon?"
>"Yeah. Yeah, pretty sure. I've... got some things to experiment with here. And I don't know if it'll hurt you."
>At least he warned you this time.
"O... Okay, Anon. I'll just... be at my hotel room, if you need anything."
>"Yeah, will do."

>>30274355
>His mind is completely elsewhere.
>Though you can't say you blame him.
>You take your leave, not even bothering to take your cart along with you.
>...
>At least you can give this some thought.
>Okay, from the way he described it, this 'magnetism' forms a field of some kind.
>Now that you're visualizing it, forming it into that coil-like shape would have definitely amplified the field strength.
>If it was anything like mana-channeling whorls, then it would have a similar effect.
>Except that whatever Anon just created seems to completely repel magic.
>And wait, didn't he say that his planet had a field of this, covering his world?
>How would that even work?
>There's no external power source to--
>No. Focus, Sunburst. Stick to the small things, first.
>Okay, it's true that coiling the wire would increase the field strength, from what he just demonstrated.
>But that doesn't answer why iron, of all things, would amplify it's effect to such an extreme margin!
>You're sure that anything within the epicenter of that field would have lost all magic, at least temporarily.
>You don't want to think about what would've happened to anything living in that region.
>At least, anything with magic.
>Since Anon seemed completely fine.
>There has to be a pattern here you haven't discerned.
>Maybe Anon already knows the answer.
>But you can't just go back and ask him now. Not when he warned you away to experiment with it.
>That, and his answer might just be within the confines of his world's natural laws.
>You still don't completely buy that the Outer Reaches even have natural laws.

>>30274361
>But there has to be some semblance of order there, otherwise, how would Anon's race have even survived?
>And the mechanical designs he recited to you were all very sound!
>He only had a basic explanation of it, sure.
>But it was basic in the same way that a unicorn would explain a basic telekinesis spell.
>And your prototypes of the designs all worked, more or less.
>So he can't be lying.
>...
>This force, this 'magnetism'...
>Perhaps it plays a much bigger role out there than you thought.
>But pondering about it's role in the Outer Reaches is a pointless exercise. Especially without Anon to guide and contextualize it.
>You needed a local perspective. A magical perspective on it.
>Iron was the key, somehow.
>You need another like mind to help with this conundrum.
>...
>Twilight!
>It's not that late out, she should still be in!
>Oh gosh, you didn't even realize you were halfway to Ponyville by now!
>Yeah, the sun is still high!
>Perhaps she can offer some wisdom on this!
>To the castle, you go!
>Okay, let's think about how to present this...
>You can't very well tell her that you're researching this to stop Incognito, with the assistance of very forbidden magic.
>Perhaps...
>Determining the extent of Anon's resistance?
>Yeah, that can work!
>You're soon in front of the castle doors.
>Hm...
>You wonder if you should bring up the subject of magnetism at all...
>Maybe, if you need to.
>You can pass it off as Anon telling you about his world.
>He could run with that excuse, for sure.

>>30274372
>After all, he's very good at thinking on his hooves-- er, feet.
>"Sunburst?"
>Oh hay, you didn't notice Spike had opened the door!
"O-oh, hey there Spike!"
>"What brings you here?"
"I was wondering if Twilight was free?"
>"She's almost done with a friendship meeting right now. Why?"
"I just have some questions I'd like to ask. About Anon."
>"Anon?"
"Yeah."
>"Well... all right, I guess. You can come in, but you'll have to wait a few minutes."
"That's all right."
>Without further ado, he lets you in.
>He waits by the door a bit more, leaving you to wait by the doorway to the friendship map.
>There's definitely discussion going on back there, but you can't make it out.
>Too muffled.
>Soon after, hoofsteps can be heard.
>The door opens soon after that, with the expected group of mares walking out, talking excitedly amongst one another.
>They greet you on the way out, but otherwise go on their way.
>Save of course for Twilight herself.
>"Oh, Sunburst! I didn't expect you today! Oh gosh, I hope you didn't wait out there too long!"
"Not at all, princess. I just got here a few minutes ago."
>"Oh, that's good. And please, you don't have to call me 'princess'."
"S-sure, uh, Twilight."
>"Did you need something? You know I don't mind if you borrow from the library, after all."
"Actually, I wanted to discuss something with you."
>"Discuss something?"
"Yes, I have a few questions about magic, that I think you might be able to help me solve."
>You could see her eyes sparkle at the mention of magic.

>>30274381
>"Oh, of course! Please, come with me!"
>You do just that, following her to a sizable den, with a similarly sizeable collection of books.
>"Please, have a seat!"
>She gestures to one of the chairs at a small square table.
>You seat yourself, and she does the same at the opposite end, facing towards you.
>"Is there anything I can get for you?"
"Oh no, I'm fine."
>"All right. So, what did you want to ask?"
"Well, my question isn't so much about magic, as it is the absence of it."
>"The absence? What do-- Oh, is this about Anon?"
"Y-yes, actually."
>"Well, I'm not sure what I can really tell you, that you don't already know."
"It's more to do with the iron aspect of it than anything else, Twilight."
>"Ohh, you want to know why it blocks magic?"
"More or less."
>"I'm sorry, Sunburst, but I'm just as lost there as you are."
"Well, is there anything specific you can tell me about it? The pattern in which it blocks magic? How far away it blocks it?"
>"Well, that I can tell you, at least. It's funny, I tried doing a research paper on this same subject back when I was Celestia's student!"
>Whoa, that's new.
"Really?"
>"Yeah! But, well, I just couldn't find a lot of information. And I wasn't exactly allowed near any iron back then."
"But you can now?"
>"Oh yeah, and a bunch of other materials. I learned a lot from observing them so directly, you know."
"Well, uh, like what?"
>"Well, you should know that iron isn't the only material that blocks magic like that."
"Wait, it isn't?"
>"Nope. Both nickel and cobalt block magic just as, if not more effectively than iron."

>>30274386
>Nickel and cobalt?
"They do? Huh. Is that why the details on them are as sparse as they are, in the scientific journals?"
>"That's right. I couldn't tell you what mechanism they're using to block the magic, but I can tell you the kind of effect they have.
>"Imagine a basic point of mana, how it radiates outward? You know, the old example of a drop in a pond?
>"Well, the metal seems to exhibit a similar such effect, but negating magic instead of radiating it."
>That... is really putting things together.
>"This 'field', if you can call it that, radiates a very short distance from the particles, weakening magic gradually until it eventually stops upon contact."
"What do you mean, stop?"
>"As in, the magic's power is simply destabilized to the point where it can't hold itself together anymore.
>"But even so, that doesn't explain why the magic is then actively repelled from the metal, as well."
"Repelled? Like with a like-aligned mana whorl?"
>"Yes, it did look a lot like that, except... well, it didn't just destabilize the magic.
>"It was almost like it... denied it's existence completely."
>A field that repels it...
>This talk of fields was lending a lot of credence to your little theory.
"Are... are you sure that it was a field?"
>"Well, what else could it be? It radiated outwards in a uniform pattern, and has similar properties to a mana field."
>Should...
>Should you tell her about the magnetism?
>"Why? Do you have an idea about what it is? Did Anon tell you?"
>Oh nuts, looks like you'll have to tell her now, anyways.

>>30274394
"W-well, Anon's been telling me a lot about his home, lately."
>"He has?"
"Yeah. It's really interesting stuff, though some of it... well, to be honest, Twilight, some of it is completely insane."
>"Oh, I don't doubt that."
"No no no, you don't understand. I... I think I know where he's originally from."
>Oh boy, that's gotten her attention.
>"You do?! Where? Oh, is it the moon? Or another world on the other side of the sun?"
"Crazier. I... I think he's from the Outer Reaches."
>...
>A look of pure shock crosses her features.
>"Th-the Outer Reaches?! How did you even come to that conclusion?!"
"He's been... explaining things about his world. About how it works, and the natural laws and mechanics there. Honestly, I could write a book on the little he's already given me on the subject."
>"A-alien natural laws?"
"Twilight, he says his world's sun is 100 times bigger than his home planet, and that it works through the fusion of hydrogen."
>She's having a hard time comprehending that one, if the jaw drop is anything to go by.
"Yeah, I almost don't believe it myself. Honestly, I'm not sure I can do his explanations justice. You'd have to ask him yourself."
>"I don't even know how you would fuse an element like that!"
"Me neither, but that's what he said."
>She ponders this for a moment.
>"Sunburst, uh, are you here tomorrow?"
"Well, of course. Why?"
>"Would you or Anon mind if I were to, well, come along? I'd like to hear what he has to say about his world, as well!"
"O-oh, that? Well, I..."

>>30274402
>Well, you'd have to go let Anon know ahead of time.
>But it would be better than dumping it on him last-minute.
>Plus, you had somehow managed to avoid explaining magnetism to her.
>You'll take it.
"I don't see why not, although I'd have to let Anon know. He really likes to know his audiences, and all that."
>"Oh, thank you! I won't intrude very much, I promise! How does tomorrow at 10 in the morning sound?"
"I think we can make that work. Although, you might want to bring a lot of paper and quills."
>"Well, of course! It's not every day you get to document the details of an alien world!"
>The conversation slips off into more particulars about what this day would hold.
>Mostly the location, Anon's house, and how much paper to bring, which was a lot.
>You say your farewells soon afterwards, since you wanted to let Anon know before he goes to bed.
>The sun is a short while away from setting at this point, so you pick up the pace.
>Anon opens the door before you get there, again.
>You still don't know how he does that now.
>"Sunburst? What're you doing back so soon?"
"I, uh, I want you to know that Twilight wants to join us at 10 in the morning tomorrow."
>"Wait, hold up, what?"
"I might have mentioned to her that you might be from the Outer Reaches."
>"Of course you did. Phew, for a second there, I thought--"
"Oh gosh, of course not! So, do you think you can--"
>"Entertain her? Oh yeah, absolutely. Been a while since we talked, at any rate. Should be a nice catch-up."
"Sorry about the last-minute change, Anon."

>>30274406
>"Pff, this is at the far end of last-minute. I can deal with this."
"Oh, thank goodness."
>"Now, if you don't mind, I'm gonna hit the sack. You should probably do the same, too."
"Right. Well, uh, see you later?"
>"Smell 'ya later."
>You depart after that, heading back to your hotel room.
>Sleep comes pretty quickly.
>...
>THUMP THUMP CRASH
>You're jolted awake.
>THUMP CREAK
>Wh-what the hay is that noise?!
>You float your glasses on, and quickly stumble out of bed.
>Wait, was that a yelp you heard?
>THUMP THUMP
>It's all coming from downstairs, from the foyer!
>Wait, you hear a voice from behind your door!
>"You know the drill. Sweep the place and pacify anypony here."
>Ohh no, oh nononono!
>You've read enough guard drama to know this routine!
>You barricade your door with the dresser as quickly as you can, before getting into your robes.
>KNOCK KNOCK
>Oh horseapples, they're knocking!
>You scan outside the window very quickly.
>Oh no.
>The streets have... evil changelings in them?!
>And there are gryphons?
>Their vestments...
>That symbol on it.
>Oh, no.
>These are Incognito's forces!
>KNOCK THUMP THUMP
>You need to get out of here!
>The rooftop!
>You visualize the layout of the roof, and cast the teleport spell.
>Thank goodness, nothing's up here yet!
>You can see Twilight's castle in the distance, and powerful blasts of lavender and green magic from behind it's windows.
>She's fighting them off!
>Going to her won't be of any use.
>Wait.
>Anon!
>He might be in danger, too!
>Especially since he's met Incognito before!

>>30274413
>Before anypony catches you up here, you survey the area between here and Anon's home.
>The path goes off towards the Everfree, and there aren't many enemies in the path.
>You'll still need to disable them the second you get down there.
>Layering a flash spell right after the teleport!
>That could work!
>No time to overthink this, just go!
>You layer the spells.
>First, a teleport as far as you know you're capable of, onto the road.
>Right in the middle of some baddies, unfortunately.
>But that's what the flash spell is for.
>The spells execute.
>You shut your eyes.
>You feel yourself warping to the destination, followed by the flash spell firing off.
>The yelling of the changelings and one gryphon accompanies you finally opening your eyes.
>You run down the path as fast as you possibly can.
>"Hey, stop!"
>RUN!
>You feel the energy of changeling magic bolts zipping past you.
>Whatever you do, don't stop running!
>"Come on, little pony. Don't make this hard for yourself."
>There's Anon's house!
>Almost ther--
>FZZZZPT
>Pain lances through your left hindleg as a changeling bolt hits it.
>You're sent sprawling into a heap, around 12 feet from Anon's door.
>"Finally."
>In a panic, you try to throw some magic bolts their way.
>But they avoid them with barely any effort.
>The changelings then form a shield with their collective power, that blocks any such attack.
>The gryphon with them is holding a crossbow.
>Pointed right at you.
>"Quit casting right now, or I'm gonna put a bolt between your eyes."

>>30274422
>You didn't have any shield spells memorized.
>You don't have a choice.
>You stop.
>You didn't want to die.
>Two changelings are approaching.
>No, not like this!
>You didn't get to--
>"AAARGH!"
>Your thoughts were interrupted by a bolt of magical lightning hitting the gryphon.
>The changelings turn around to find the source, only to be pelted by what look like spikes of magically formed ice.
>A constant stream of magical lightning follows soon afterwards, shocking the changelings one by one into unconsciousness.
>The gryphon recovers long enough to whirl around with his crossbow, only to have it knocked out of his talons by another spike of ice.
>He then pulls free some kind of knife to charge at the unknown source of the attacks.
>You feel a lot of magical build-up, followed by the release of a large amount of ice magic.
>A small magical ice storm collides with the gryphon, encasing it in ice.
>The source of the spells finally walks into the scene.
>It's Anon!
>He's holding two staves in his hands, has strange gloves, and seems to have a very faint orange shimmer coming off of him.
>A focus floats to replace another on his right staff, a focus you don't recognize.
>He uses this staff to hit the gryphon in the chest.
>An explosion of fire magic comes from the impact, breaking the ice and sending the gryphon careening off, finally unconscious as well.
>You've never seen him look this angry and serious before.
>"Dirty cocksuckers."
>He turns to you next.
>"You all right, buddy?"

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>>30274427
Well, this one got hammered out mighty fast.
Still, I don't think it's too bad.

This'll be the last update using the current Pastebin in the OP. Next one'll have a new link to it.
Thanks again for putting up with my first big return to writing, by the way. Glad you're all enjoying it.

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>>30274448
>image = me on this update
I mean its was nice, but a direct attack on Ponyville?
Kinda need to wait for the next part to decide if Deus ex, plot point, or side plot to drive the green foward

Really dont know what to feel, but it was still a nice read
If possible either cut after Sunburst went to sleep or around the end of the next attack, dont think this was a good point to cut

Pick one Anon from any story in the general so far. They will protect you, all the others will try to kill you. Assume every Anon is fully equipped with their respective abilities, tools and armies. Who do you pick and why?

>>30274448
Thanks based HK-47

>>30274448
>>30274730 here
Meant to say for you to cut on the pastebin that is, just to clarify

bumping the threed

>>30274740
Robot jew anon.

>>30275339
Kek

>>30274448
Thanks for green

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>>30274448
https://youtu.be/8bhYMnHb5JY

>>30237811
>Fidget spinner rune

>>30274730
There was a direct attack on Canterlot a few updates ago, why does an attack on Ponyville surprise you?

>>30274740
Assuming he has all his mental faculties intact and is willing to protect me at any cost, then definitely rune anon.

Assuming iron anon could use magnets to nullify magic, however, I think we're only a few updates away from him being the top pick.

>>30276571
Its doesnt, but stopping during the calm before the storm or when the rain starts falling would ve been a better place imho, as is we can see the clouds but do nothing but wait, pretty much a failed cliffhanger
If this is where it stops in the paste it ll be kind of an awkward stop there as well

>>30276576
I think mindfucked rune Anon is your best bet. Rune Anon can obviously feel pain but while he's under Blackmane's control he just doesn't care. I bet you that if he was in control of himself he would be writing on the ground crying. He's more effective as a mindless killing machine. Give him the directive to kill and just enjoy the show.

>>30274427
>Anon mad?
>Anon mad.
>Anon extremely fucking mad.
>You know, this was supposed to be your day off.
>You'd have a chat with Twilight, blow her little mind, have a good time.
>But no.
>Murphy decided that you hadn't been getting your daily recommended amount of getting railed in the ass.
>And now THESE fucking assholes show back up!
>You're just lucky you came back at this moment.
>You'd gotten up super early to test out your new n' improved combat foci in the Everfree, mostly on trees.
>And then that fucking manticore showed back up.
>Except, he wasn't there to fuck with you.
>Now, you thought that was because you were packing some serious arcane heat, and could fry his ass whenever.
>But the thing looked legitimately upset, and was pointing back to Ponyville.
>Hell, it led you out of the forest!
>And that's when you saw the smoke. And the changelings. And the magic lightshow in Twilight's castle.
>And that's also how you saw Sunburst legging it to your place.
>And so, here you are, having doled out your first serving of magical ass-whooping to these punk-ass bitches.
>But the pleasure from being able to finally do that was very much tangential.
>You had other problems.
>Like saving the rest of your friends.
>You will NOT let that piss-swilling faglord get his greasy mitts on them.
>No way, no how.
>You don't care if you have to announce to them that you've been fucking around with very questionable magic.
>"I... I think so. H-holy cow, Anon, what's going on?!"
>Ah, right.
>You help Sunburst back to his hooves.

>>30278438
"Looks like our 'friend' came back for more."
>"It looks like it. I only had enough time to leave for here!"
"Can you at least fight?"
>"I-I don't know, I've never f-fought before!"
"Me neither, but we'll make do."
>The two of you start racing down the path back to Ponyville.
>"But you said you got into some fights back home!"
"Drunken brawls and full-on warfare aren't the same thing!"
>The two of you stop behind the side of a building that was presumably guarded by the folks you just dropped.
"All right, what spells do you know that can help us out here?"
>"U-uh, I know some charm spells. They take a lot of prep, though."
"'Charm' spells?"
>"M-mind tricks! Distracts them! W-well, the gryphons, at least..."
"Anything more offensive?"
>"N-no, sorry. I'm trying to remember the shield spells, but..."
"I don't think we'll need them, since I'll be the one heading out into the open here."
>He knows immediately what you mean. Magic resist will make those little bolts they shoot totally ineffective.
>But it's the gryphon crossbows that you're more concerned about.
"Alright, here's the plan. Bit of a work-in-progress, but we'll make do.
"I need you to keep that little charm spell of yours on the back-burner, and use it on any gryphons that show up, all right?
"I'll take care of the rest from there."
>"O-okay, but, w-where are we going?"
"The castle."
>"The castle? But I don't think we--"
"We won't know that until we get there. Now hang back, I'm gonna check this out."

>>30278444
>You move to the end of the wall and peer around the corner.
>The middle of the town is full of changelings.
>They look like they've been cocooning a lot of the townponies.
>So not dead. Thank God for that.
>But... hang on, something's different here.
>There's barely any gryphons. Back at Canterlot, it was a pretty even mix. But there's only like five in this group of around two dozen!
>None of the changelings had any crossbows; some of them did back at Canterlot.
>And some of the changelings aren't wearing the tabard thing with the symbol: they're just going commando.
>No way someone that anal about 'his children' would let them slack off on the dress code like that.
>Something's very wrong here.
>But first things first.
>You need to wipe these fuckers before moving on.
>You turn back around to Sunburst.
"There's only five gryphons out there, bud!"
>"What? Only five?"
"I know. Think you can handle five of them?"
>"Y-yeah, I... I think so!"
"Alright, let me know when you're charged up for it. I'm gonna walk out into the crowd once you are, get their attention. Drop them when I do."
>He gives a shaky nod.
>You turn back to the sight. Sunburst's horn can be heard charging behind you.
>A minute later, he taps you on the back.
>You allow yourself a smile for this.
>It's showtime.
>You stow the left-hand staff with the Winterchill focus onto your back.
>Thanks to your new suit jacket, it sticks there like a magnet.
>Okay, maybe 'magnet' was the wrong term...
>Whatever, fuck it.

>>30278451
>You cradle your best staff, the one with the Pyrokinesis focus on it, in both hands like a shotgun.
>And then you sashay out from behind the building, towards the crowd.
>The changelings take immediate notice of you once one spots you.
>The gryphons look surprised. The changelings all start to hiss.
>More importantly, they all start to semicircle around your front.
>Man, you couldn't have planned that layout better.
>Oh, one of the gryphons is speaking:
>"Hold it right there, false prophet!"
>F-false prophet?
>Ohhh my fucking god, he's got them wrapped right the fuck around his dick, doesn't he?
>You actually had to stifle a chuckle.
>"Identify yourself!"
"My name is not important."
>You look around at the slowly tightening semicircle for dramatic effect.
"What is important, is what I'm going to do."
>At that precise moment, a haze of magic suddenly envelops the heads of the gryphons.
>Wow, holy shit, they're yelling and thrashing.
>It almost distracted you as much as it did the changelings.
>You signal the staff to pump magic into the Pyrokinesis focus.
>More specifically, the region for a big cone of flame.
>And a cone of flame is exactly what you get.
>With a loud FWOOSH, you sweep the cone along the semicircle like a flamethrower.
>Good thing that old Scarabspeak book also taught you the verbal aspects of the language.
>Because the bug-screeching they're making is definitely pain.
>You move forward and sweep it more, until the sounds stop.
>Then, you observe the carnage.

>>30278454
>To be honest, you had your reservations about using fire magic.
>I mean, you've seen burn victims and napalm demos before.
>It's not pretty stuff.
>But that's actual fire.
>Fire magic? Works quite differently, turns out.
>The damn stuff works almost like a phaser, in that it has modes for 'safety': stun and kill, basically.
>When it's 'safe', the fire literally burns away their mana until they drop from exhaustion.
>Raises the temperature to desert-levels, too.
>The warm, slightly steaming bodies of the whole group you dropped is testament to that.
>They ought to be glad you're not of the killing persuasion just yet.
>Because 'kill' fire magic is just like real fire in every-which way, with the mana-burn thrown in as well.
"Alright, I got 'em."
>"Ho-holy mackerel! I didn't know foci could do THAT!"
"No time for the explainer. We've got a princess to back up."
>To the next building you go.
>"But Anon, what will she think when she sees you--"
"I'll deal with that as it comes."
>Another corner to peer around.
>The pathway through town, leading right to the castle.
>It was full of changelings, all moving cocoons with ponies into one building.
>No gryphons, though!
>Seriously, that's not like Incognito at all.
>That's when you notice the castle.
>You hadn't paid attention to the details of the lightshow there before.
>Familiar lavender magic was clashing with... green magic?
>But Incognito uses red magic, right?
>And he's ironblooded like you, so why would they need to trade magic blasts like that, anyways?
>This isn't right.

>>30278462
>You're starting to doubt if Incognito is even here at all.
>But you'll find out soon enough.
>The approach wasn't looking very pretty.
>There was too many bugs for any kind of stealth approach, even from the other side of the buildings.
>Time to get your magic akimbo action going on.
>You signal your new gloves to TK open your pouch of foci.
>Let's see...
>You've got your Pegasus's Wrath: also known as lightning, Banshee's Keening, Hurricane, and TK on tap.
>Okay, let's think this over.
>You could try to Rambo your way through it with fire and lightning. Maybe even wind.
>But the brute force method's never worked out for you before.
>So probably not.
>Hmm...
"Hey, Sunburst?"
>"W-what?"
"How sensitive are changeling ears?"
>"Huh? W-well, pretty sensitive, actually. Why?"
"Perfect, thanks."
>"Wait, hang on. What are you planning?"
"All I need for you to do, is to throw up some sound-cancelling magic for yourself."
>You were gonna need a lot of noise for this one.
>You pull the other staff free, and use your gloves to TK away the fire focus, and put the sonic focus on your main staff.
>"Whoa, Anon, how are you doing that?"
"What? Oh, these? Made these a while ago, along with this jacket. First time testing 'em out."
>You'd put a little enchant on the gloves to do some very mild TK.
>It was only strong enough to affect already-magical constructs near them. Couldn't even lift a pebble otherwise.
>But it made them perfect for tactical focus-swapping in combat.
>Well, maybe. Never field-tested and all.
>Better not push your luck.

>>30278469
"Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna go right through these fuckers."
>"Wh-what?!"
"I've got a sound focus ready to roll here. We're gonna totally disable them, keep them from even fighting us. Maybe knock them out in the process."
>"A... a sound focus? Oh gosh, are you sure about this?"
"Absolutely not, but the alternative is bombing through their lines with fire and lightning. Rather not try that approach."
>Your staves couldn't maintain that kind of assault, anyway.
>Your best one had a three-minute channel limit. And needed four to charge back from empty.
>Off-hand was two-and-a-half. But with the same charge time.
>You'd run out of magic ammo before you got halfway through them.
>Now, you'd have to keep them from moving after the sonic attack.
>The ice focus can freeze them pretty handily, if they're clumped up enough.
>Now, we just--
>"Anon, wait! I've got another idea!"
"You do? Let's hear it."
>"We might be able to sneak past, after all! That jacket is magical, right?"
"Yeah?"
>He lights his horn up, and casts a spell on himself and your jacket.
>A shimmering field - the kind that obscures things - comes from your jacket, covering you. Sunburst himself shimmers the same, without the field.
>"I forgot I knew an invisibility charm! We can get right past them!"
"Well shit, that's a way better idea. Nice going. How long can you keep it up?"
>"Long enough to get to the castle doors. Think you can handle things from there while I recharge?"
"Absolutely. Let's move."
>And so the sprint begins.