A Prompt

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>>30518098
*cough*
*cough*

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>>30518121

>When the forced cuckshed meme inspired retards to make their own forced memes.

>>30518129
Bump

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>>30518121
>Rapes you.

Are you people really going to let this thread die for some summer fag/bait thread?

>>30521209
Guess so

>>30521230

Well shit, thanks at least for being honest.

Guess I'll bite. Ask Celestia what I did.

>>30521247

It's not a quest. It's a prompt, as in its title, YOU have to write or discuss what happens. That's...you know, how prompts work...

>>30518098
>Oblivion's sewer
God that brings back memories

>>30521503
I thought he was gona make a ponified oblivion CYOA when I saw that

>>30521544

>Thread is called "A Prompt". Thinks it's a Oblivion CYOA.

And still no one's discussed anything relevant. I'm really feeling that summer.

>>30518098
"THE SHITPOST KING HAS AWAKENED NIGGERFAGGOTS!"
>Anon proceeds to run in the direction of the nearest down, shouting out seemingly random words strung together schizophrenically, the most common being "faggot" or some variation.

>>30521576

There we go, legit thanks Anon, you just saved this thread.

>>30521567
I was talking about first looking at the picture and text, not the title.

>>30518098
Maybe I'll try my hand at writefagging once before this fandom dies. If this is alive tomorrow. Be warned that it will be my first attempt, so don't expect anything but typos and incoherentness.

>>30521925

Bump for potential green.

>>30521925
Self bump

>>30521925

>>30518098
>Only just barely managing to fumble your words together.
"Y-Yes, of course."
>Both Princesses glance at each other, you can't tell if their expressions are one of worry, but you could only assume so.
>"So it shall be. Guards, escort Sir Anonymous to the surface."
>In what seemed like groups of two, the guards advanced and surrounded your pod.
>Trying desperately to grasp onto something without falling, you barely manage to stumble out from your prison.
>"Restrain him, at once."
>The room begins echo as Princess Luna's voice bounces around the walls.
>However, the sound that resonates with you the most is the clacking of chains. It sends a chill down your spine as you begin to recall feelings of the cold metal clamped around your wrists and ankles.
>As the guards begin to wrap the chains around you, Twilight expresses her concern.
>"Princess Luna, I believe it's best that we don't restrain Anonymous. If we are going to rehabilitate him, we need to trust him, and for us to trust him he must trust us."
>There's silence.
>Finally, there's a chance. The only type of chance you can muster the thought about, a chance to relax. While still trying to process this wave of information all at once, the silence is ever so comforting.
>You can't be too sure as to whether or not the silence was broken, what felt like a storm of emotions and thoughts swarmed your mind, causing you to ignore most other senses. But you had just enough time to remember, and everything started coming back to you.

>>30523340

I like your style.

gump for breen

>>30521925
>>30523340
bump for these

>>30523340
I like it.

>>30525162

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>>30523239
>>30522455
>>30522134
>>30526814
So I completley forgot to write yesterday but I'm working on it now. Have faith.

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>>30529529
>You dont know how long you've been here.
>Your heart still pumps in your chest.
>Da-thump...da-thump...da-thump
>Its the only sensation you can feel in this damned form, but it's your only comfort. You've been deprived of food and water, the air you breath is stale, and your eyes are now only accustomed to darkness...
>You yearn to run through the forest again, with the wind on your face; you wish nothing more than to feel the sun warmth your back once again.
>Memories of it flood your thoughts as you move against the chains on your legs and arms. Her beauty, her power...
>You too, were as incandescent as her... A pure body of life, and light.
> That was before the damned horse and her wretched sister found a way to seal your power and lock you in a solitary cell in Tararus; no doors, no windows.
>No way out.
>Ba-Thump! Ba-Thump! Ba-Thump!
>She turned your skin to stone, severing your connection your sun and taking its power for her own.
>You dare not think of what would've happened to you if the alicorn had more training with magic, as embarrassing for a being as you to be defeated by ponies so young, they were true prodigies.
>The chains clank and sway as you move from wall to wall in your small room, desperately pounding the cold bedrock
>Blood rushes under your skin, as hard as your encasement.
>your anger fuels your movement as your arms slam the rock, shaking its foundation but yielding no results.
>ITS SO UNFAIR! THE POWER WAS RIGHTFULLY YOUR'S! SHE TOOK IT, SHE TOOK EVERYTHING!
>..
>...
>She had won.
>The pulses of your heart slow.
>You Sink to the cold floor and grind your eyes closed.
>Slumber is the only escape from this hell.
>Sleep is filled of dreams of once again returning to the surface.
>You would do anything to return...

>>30518098

>She, along with the others, was waiting for your reply, but they would have to wait as your mind worked.
>The last thing you truthfully remember doing was going to sleep after getting home from work.
>Trying to force your way to some kind of grounding in reality you decide to ignore the insanity of having just woken up in a pod being greeted by cartoon ponies brought to life and instead focus on what they had said.
>Crimes? Villains?
>They thought of you as some kind of malevolent being, yet you can't even begin to imagine, let alone remember what you could have possibly done.
>Regardless, they seemed to be offering you a chance at redemption for whatever you had done.
>No closer to any understanding you choose to take the offer as the other choice was likely closing you back in the pod before you could even start looking for answers.
"I...I agree to try redemption."
>Celestia gives a curt nod before turning back to Twilight.
>"You know all to well I have full faith in both you and your friends, but I must state one final time, be careful, it was not by pure strength that he was a threat, but rather his sharp mind. Don't take any honeyed words he may offer to heart without thought."
>Twilight smiles at Celestia before giving you a side glance.
>"And I assure you one last time Celestia, Anonymous will be under out watch at all times. If he even so much as thinks of doing something we'll know."
>She looks at you with the most genuine smile you've ever had pointed at you, it's almost calming.
>"Though I really hope you take this chance to heart Sir Anonymous, I would love the chance to work with someone as smart as you as a friend."
>Ugh, your heart.
>Even in the maelstrom of your current situation, one truth held strong.
>Ponies were too damn cute.

>>30530082
>>30529968
>>30523340

Gasp, do my eyes lie? Three write separate writefags!? Ooo, this thread might be getting good!

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>>30529968
>"Fppmmmpmpmpp fmfpfm mmmpppppfppmfa" A voice breaks the the silence.
>many times voices had come through the walls, or were they just a trick of your brain?
"I said wapphmmm anompphh" says the voice clearer this time.
>You open your eyes to see a soft blue light, but to you it was as bright as the sun.
This hallucination hadn't happened before, this time, you could sense the magic.
>It felt almost real, st least enough to throw off your senses
"I will not be by another cheap mirage" you remind yourself, such whispers pulled you through tough nights.
>"Then why dost thou turn away from the light, human?"
>The voice of the sister
>this time you force your eyes to adjust. Finding 8 colorful ponies surrounded by a platoon of guards.
>You only recognize the two in the center. The liars. The pretenders.

>The Princesses Celestia and Luna

>Silence fill the cave, but the storm inside you begins to rise. Your heart drums in your ears and the world starts spinning. A fire ignites in your stomach.
>You stand and wobble to the wall behind you, leaning towards the stone for support as you flight out abdomen.
>this is overwhelming strange
>She told you that you would stay in Tartarus forever, but why are they here?
>You look at the Monarchs, without bothering to hide your detestment.
>they stare back with noses held high.
>"It's been a long time Anonymous. Your probably wondering why I've let you out early on your eternal imprisonment." Celestia says.
>You still stare.
>"I'm sure you remember why you're here in the first place, what crimes you've committed against Equestria."
>You grit your teeth and your muscles slowly tense.
>"Despite your actions my student wishes to give you a second chance, a reforming if you will."
>"While both I and Celestia feel unease at your release, Twilight has convinced us that you would be under her and her friends carefully watch as they try and help you rehabilitate."

>>30530441
>Looking at the lavender alicorn she gestured to, it's easy to tell this 'Twilight' is new at this but your mind focused on what else the blue princess said.
>Release
>In return for rehabilitation
>looking down, you weigh the options
>In your dilapidated state, there was no chance to fight or run, and you despised the idea of wasting time in the company of ponies. But staying here... in this personal hell...
>As with everything, there is only one answer.
"I accept."

>>30530450
>twilight trying to reform anon
It sounds more like he's going to eventually try to get his power back, imo

>>30530450
pretty fucking stupid

>>30532283

Care to explain yourself?

>>30532283
I know, this is my first green