Magicless anon :another fucked op edition

>>30686719
>>30686708
>Fixed the OP
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Another fucked OP edition indeed

And first for weaponized boops

>>30686708
Neat.

>>30686708
Is there a story about anon being able to use magic and just doesn't know yet?

fuck off to AiE already.

> You are surprised and amazed, so you must be Anon after reading a particularly interesting section of the book.
> The book revealed some cool things to you.
> Such as how to use gemstones and light to generate magic.
> Sure it's not very efficient, and it's difficult to use unless you crystallize lots of sunlight, but it's a way to not kill half the Everfree while casting spells.
> It works similarly to a kinetic dynamo would, except instead of a magnet rotating inside a copper wire coil, it's light going through a special gemstone lens made with a special spell, and then passing through a cylinder made from gem paper.
> That and no kinetic energy is required for operation.
> You desparately want to start now, but you remember it was getting late from the last time you stepped outside the cave.
> You also decide to grab a light crystal.
> Not one you made, but a natural one.
> If you gave her one you made, she would either know it was artifical, or not know and think it was special enough to send to Celestia, who would definitely know.
> You decided to do it for two reasons: because it will hopefully relieve some of the awkwardness by making Twilight happy, and because you can hopefully find out some uses for these crystals.
> Obviously the ones you made can be used for lighting and indoor gardening, as well as for the magic dynamo thing, but you want to know if you can do something cool with them.
> Taking a moderately sized crystal from the cave's walls and hiding your very incriminating things, you leave the cave and hurry back to the castle in the Everfree.
> You manage to get there very close to nightfall, and the castle is dark enough that you have to use the crystal you took for lighting.
> It's very dim compared to the sunlight crystal you made, but at least it keeps you from falling down holes you can't see.

1/6

>>30687553
> Eventually you get back to "your room", and eat some apples and drink more of the bucket of water before putting the crystal somewhere you hopefully won't lose it and lying down to sleep.
> Tomorrow is going to be a bit difficult.
> After a good sleep, you finally wake up.
> You stretch, go to your designated bathroom area across the hall, and then go back to your room to eat the rest of your apples, drink more water, and then use the rest of said water to remove some of the stench that is no doubt permiating off of your person.
> Then you put the bucket in the apple sack, pocket your light crystal, and take some gems that you left in the room.
> Finally, you depart for Ponyville yet again.
> As you walk, you try to think of possible uses for these light crystals.
> They're magically charged, so you might be able to use them as magic batteries.
> They're crystalline, so you might be able to crush them and make single-use gem paper.
> Carry around a stick of charcoal and you can make a spell on the fly.
> That is, if the crystals can even BE crushed.
> They're made of light, so they might either decay faster, or explode.
> But you can't test that right now.
> Thinking for a moment longer as you yawn, you believe that you could have indoor solar panels if you knew anything useful about electronics.
> You know how to do very simple stuff, and that's it.
> You can make weak electromagnets, voltaic piles, and kinetic generators.
> Even then, that's only an "in theory" kind of thing.
> And materials will probably still be expensive.
> You're not even sure if they know what ferromagnets are at all.
> However, you've gotten so off track, you didn't realize you were close to Zecora's hut until you looked up and saw said zebra walking towards you.
> And seeing her reminds you that you didn't really need to buy the apples, because she taught you what plants were safe to eat in the Everfree.
> Feeling stupid, you decide to greet Zecora.
"Hey, Zecora."

2/6

>>30687560
> "Ah, greetings, Anonymous. I hear you've been quite the sourpuss."
"Yeah, I had a bit of a disagreement with Twilight a few days ago. Been staying in the old castle, but I'm going back today."
> "Then it is a fine day, but from the castle, you should be away."
"Yeah, it's dangerous and all that, but I needed somewhere to stay."
> "I understand, Anonymous. However beware; some things are bigger than the both of us."
"It must be hard getting your point across sometimes, with all those rhymes. Have you ever accidentally said "orange"?"
> "Orange? Please, that word does not make me cringe."
> Did...
> Did she manage to rhyme the word "orange" by pronouncing it as "oringe"?
> That's... Kinda cool, actually.
> Now that you've seen it done, you can't help but wonder how no one thought of that before.
> Of course, you wouldn't count it if it weren't for the fact that you've heard many, many people pronounce it with an i instead of an a.
"I must admit, that's some clever wordplay."
> And you're still wondering how you never thought of it.
> You part ways with Zecora, and, after a few minutes, make it to Ponyville.
> You walk through town, avoiding stepping on any foals, as the ponies call children.
> You've thankfully never done it, but you get paranoid around small living creatures like that.
> Sure most of them are big enough to not get stepped on, but they're still small enough to accidentally get kicked in the face.
> And that would still be bad.
> You make it to Twilight's without making mothers hide their children from you in fear of you kicking them in the face, and open the door.
> You start wondering why Twilight doesn't get a knocker installed, until you remember that ponies have hooves, which are much better at knocking on solid gold doors than hands are.
> You would add in other hoofless races, but the town is literally called "ponyville".
> Emphasis on "pony".
> You open the door, and begin to announce your presence.

3/6

>>30687641
> However you don't really need to, as Twilight is standing there already.
> "Anon! You actually came back! Er, not that I thought you wouldn't, heh."
> You're not sure if you should be offended by that comment or flattered that she actually waited by the door for you.
"Why wouldn't I come back after I said I would?"
> "Well, I mean, if you really were a crazy hermit, then..."
"Twilight, why would a crazy hermit act civilized when interacting with others?"
> She pauses and contemplates that for a moment.
> "I suppose you have a point."
> You sat down and talked to Twilight for a while before Starlight eventually came in to profusely apologize.
> You forgave her, because you know that these ponies can have random bursts of borderline autism.
> Which usually result in some sort of lesson being learned.
> Of course, before you realized that ponies may in fact all be borderline autistic, you frequently voiced your opinion on anything that sounded dumb to you.
> And you may have said something about Starlight shortly after you met her.
> It sounded logical at the time, but you ended up regretting it after she broke out into tears, making everyone in the room angry at you.
> You did eventually get everything sorted out, and apologized, but you can't help but feel bad even now.
> Damn ponies and their hurt puppy look. It gets you almost every time.
> They're all so fluffy and naive that you can't help but want to protect them.
> Damn thousand year old parental instincts.
> You talk with Twilight and Starlight about various subjects for a while longer before you remembered to give Twilight the light crystal from the cave.
"Oh, hey, Twilight, I just remembered: I found this thing in a cave when I got lost in the Everfree one day."
> You fish the crystal out of your pocket and hand it over to Twilight, who curiously examines it for a moment before nearly dropping it as her mouth drops and her eyes grow wide.

4/6

>>30687665
> Looking to the side, you can see Starlight reacting much the same.
> "Anon."
> Twilight's voice is surprisingly calm considering her reaction.
> "Where in Equestria was this cave at?"
"A cave in the Everfree. I'm not sure where the cave is at, but it's somewhere."
> "Anon, you don't understand, these crystals are very, VERY rare. And one of this size is well beyond the legal size limit."
> Legal size limit?
> Oh shit, these might be more useful than you thought if Celestia thought it would be a good idea to limit how big of one someone can have.
> Starlight speaks up now.
> "Anon, these crystals are very valuable and dangerous! If you stumbled on the cave, and there were more, someone else could as well."
> Why is this such a big deal? Are these literally radioactive or something?
"What's so special about them that they're size restricted, anyway?"
> Twilight looks at you, lips pursed.
> "Anon, these crystals emit high amounts of raw mana. They're like contained mini-suns of magic."
> You blink.
> "And a crystal this dim must be radiating higher frequency mana and light waves, meaning it's even more powerful."
> Woah, what?
> Dimmer crystals are better?
> Man, now you don't feel as accomplished.
> "Anon, if we had access to this cave, we could further magic theory by decades!"
> If finding them out about a small cave full of them is this big of a deal, you'd like to see how they react to the fact that you made one.
> Except you really don't because that would give you away and end with you being sent to the moon.
"Sorry, Twilight, I don't remember where the cave is."
> Oh man, that ear droop though.
> "Well, I guess there's not much we can do to help that."
> Her ears straightened out and she raised her head up.
> "Oh, also, I'm afraid I'll have to keep this crystal, because it's most likely a dozen or so grams over the maximum size."
> Wow, that's a small maximum size.
"Well, I was going to give it to you anyway, as a present, but okay."

5/6

>>30687698
> Twilight and Starlight talked about the crystal for a bit, occasionally asking you a question, which you answered, until you all realized it had gotten fairly late, most likely being shortly after dinner time.
> You went to the dining room and ate the best meal you've had in several days, before you all went to bed a few hours of loafing around thereafter.

--~~~~~~~~--

6/6

Ta-da! At long last, I stopped procrastinating and posted this.
It would have been here a long time ago, but I ran out of steam near the end and couldn't figure out where to go with the story.
Updated pastebin here: https://pastebin.com/Y58jzFMj

Tell me just how shitty it is.
On a side note, I really hate slow internet.

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>>30686708
>"Give your Princess a kiss, Anon! You know there's no running away from me!"

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>>30687867
Thanks senpai

>>30687867
Anon done fucked up now. With all the caves n shit. Twololololo's definitely doing a search on it as soon as he leaves.

>>30687891
Ewww females

>>30687509

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>>30687867
This green is very much appreciated.

>>30687867
Not too shabby, for what I assume is your first bit of work.
Really, you just have to work on showing, and not telling.
I'd work on getting a rough outline of what your overall plot's going to be, too. Once you get that out of the way and written down, the actual meat of the writing should come pretty quickly.

Overall, not bad/10

>>30688521
Yeah, this is what I was afraid was going to happen as soon as he stashed his shit there and then decided to bring back a magic crystal to show Twilight. So now he has to find a way to leave unnoticed and shag ass back out to the cave to grab his stuff and hide it somewhere else. inb4 he takes a bunch of prime crystals too, but then when TPTB find the cave they notice a bunch have been broken off

Any stories where anon isn't a complete autist and twilight isn't a cunt?

>>30686708
>Previous Thread: >>30462297 → → # → #
you fucking idiot that's not the previous thread this is, >>30632929

>>30692084
another one

We should call this the HK-47 thread now that urchin is kill

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>>30686708

suicide bomber anon when

>>30688990
>"I gave myself a cock, Anon! Now you have to kiss me!"

>>30694361
>Futa
Still gay yo

Writefag here interested in trying out a story some Anon mentioned a couple threads ago about "Anon bringing the Dark Soul to Equestria".

I have an idea and my own rendition of such a story, and yes, it does involve Anon being the only being with no magic whatsoever at the beginning. So if you guys are interested, I already have a Dark Souls-esque prologue set up for the story.

If you have any questions about what I have planned, such as if it will fit the concept of the thread, feel free to ask.

>>30694344
Explain

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>>30694948
Well, the concept is 'how anon deals with having no magic', so it's a pretty liberal creative license.
Most stories here involve Anon getting magic later on, so I'd say you're good.
Have at her, (You).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l__8ExcSOPY

By the Void - Prologue

>The Heart's Warming Eve tale, passed down by Equine tongue, tells of the story of how the land of Equestria was formed. Three tribes, the unicorn, the pegasi, and the earth ponies sought for shelter, for their disharmony corrupted the soil and weather. The vicious Windigos, beings of the Void, stalked the nomads, until they were finally corralled in bitter winds and a blistering storm.

>They were doomed, had it not been for the Harmony within that saved these creatures. Setting aside their differences, they drove away the beasts, back to their primordial home. Only select creatures, since the beginning, were granted the gift of Harmony.

>Long before even Equestria was formed, there existed Chaos. Unbalance and anarchy reigned the world. Only the ancient beings walked these cracked plains. They had no magic, relying on their meek bodies, yet knowledgeable minds.

>But then there was Harmony, and with harmony, came Evil. Creation and destruction, light and dark, and of course, good and bad. Then they came, emerging to claim the essence. Tirek, first of the damned, Chrysalis and her Hive of Changelings, and the first Alicorn.

>>30696472

>With their newfound strength, they challenged the ancient beings of the old world. The first Alicorn’s magic tore through their barricades and towers. Chrysalis weaved storms of insects and decay from her Hive. Tirek sucked the energy and hope from their very essence. And an ancient furtive being betrayed its own, in hopes with newfound power to seek something long lost.

>From their victory, only arose new turmoil. Harmony and Evil cannot reign a new age, for one would subdue the other. The first Alicorn and the furtive being battled against the damned Beast and the Changeling Queen. Harmony triumphed over Evil, with Tirek being locked away in Tartarus, and Chrysalis fleeing to the Badlands. The furtive being left to pursue its effortless quest, leaving the burden of the new age with the first Alicorn.

>Yet, none can silence the chaos. From the vestiges of old, and from the newfound forces of Harmony and Evil, an amalgamation of the two essences formed. And thus the Void was created. An abyss of chaos and discord, seeking to deform the rebirthed world. From the essence of the ancient beings, deformed creatures were molded; beings of the Void. Soon Harmony and Evil will be subdued, and only Chaos will reign.

>Even now, there are only shimmers of light, and cracks of dark. Equines sees not harmony, but endless discord. Beasts cannot conquer the untamable anarchy, for it spares nopony. And amongst the equines and beasts are seen, carriers of the accursed Chaos Star.

>Yes, of course. The Chaos Star brands the Husks. And in this land, the Husks are corralled and led to the snows of the north, where they are locked away, to await the end of the world… The Void beckons them, to feed their bodies to the old chaos, and fuel the ever growing abyss.

>Only, in the ancient legends it is stated, that one day, an ancient being of old shall be born from the Void, and in pilgrimage, travel to the land of Equestria. This is you. No one else, but you.

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>>30696477
That's what I have for the prologue. If you guys want more, I'll start working on the first chapter as soon as I can. Hope you like it.

>>30696503
I'm interested.

I can't believe another thread died early.
What the fuck is wrong with us, we can't even keep a thread bumped for 250 posts?

>>30696796
>"It's okay Anon, we understand. You've tried your best."
>"After all, how can one expect to have a nice thread going without magic?"
>"Aren't you being a bit, I dunno, hard on him?"
>"Shush Spike, Anon has to learn to accept the truth, however unpleasant it may be."
>tfw ponies don't even let you shitpost because you have no magic

>>30697629
>shitpost magic

Let me have a try at this prompt writing thing.
>Twi argues about Anon being useless without magic
>Anon says he can take care of himself
>'Oh, really?'
>*teleports him to frozen north mountain range to prove the point*
>after a minute or two she decides he had enough and teleports him back to caste
>except she cant lock onto him because he has no magic signature
>whops?
>Twi with friends organize search party and go in to rescue him
>in the meantime, Anon crawls into some icecave to get out of blizzard
>already spent last 20 minutes resenting Twicunt for basically sentencing him to death in this frozen wasteland
>he hates this cold, hates blinding white snow and ice, hates biting wind and this whole situation he found himself in
>but the most he hates this purple cunt of a princess
>with those thoughts he falls unconscious, snow covering cave entrance
>from deep within the cave, spirits last seen during Equestrias founding stir from their slumber
>2 months later
>Anon presumed dead
>Twi got out with slap to the hooves, we cant have a princess guilty of murder after all
>Still pretty traumatized tho
>cut to Crystal Empire
>shield goes out for just a second
>Caddy senses a disturbance in LOVE
>OMC, is that ANON?!?
>why are Windigoes, spirits of hate that almost were death to all ponykind circling him?
>and why are they listening to his commands, casting ice where he points his finger?
>Anon proceeds to make Twicunts live as miserable as possible by being a petty asshole with ice powers
>every
>single
>day
>he even erects his ice tower right next to her castle for maximum asshole efficiency

why is this thread so dead

>>30698292
Thursday

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bump

>>30698497
why is everyone dead on thursday?

>>30698292
Becaus epeople get lost and give up on us when the thread dies improperly. It's meant to be archived after it gets to 500 posts and can't be bumped anymore, with one of the final posts linking to the new thread so people can easily find it when they come back and find the thread pruned.
We've died improperly twice now back to back.

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>>30696503
Nice

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>>30694948

Anon with Dark Souls style magic in Equestria!
here is some link with some ideas!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HjQ6ML-NJ-Q

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGHhqbaOGy8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yb_rySDxdHg

>>30700682
>Thread archived prematurely twice
If it happens again, there's little point in making another. Don't hang on to a dead general.

>>30697785
>>he even erects his ice tower right next to her castle for maximum asshole efficiency
>he forms it such that it reflects the sunlight and puts a glare on her face in the early morning before she wants to wake up

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Cabalist Anon when? Unicorn magic isn't the only kind magic there is.
And last thing demons of Tartarus expect is their magic being turned against them.

How would you rather get that magic though?
>make a pact with a demon, doesn't necessarily mean selling the soul
>uncover the ancient and probably forbidden practices of demon coercion
>use the occult knowledge obtained on Earth
>create your own brand of dark magic through studies
>create a blend of Earth and equestrian occult knowledge
There are many ways that lead to the goal - obtaining magic, and there are many paths the story can take after that. From Obsession-tier despair to happy endings.

>>30701287
I only resurrected it once, and that was the last one with the fixed OP. If it dies again I have no plans on intervening, however I want HK to have a plan for that eventuality. No offense to any of the other writers trying their hand at the prompts here, but HK's story at the least deserves to get finished in more than just pastebin updates. He deserves all the (you)'s he gets and more.

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>>30694344
>>30695573
It's a one-shot

>>30696653
>>30701027
>>30701228
I'm going to make a few strawpolls for a couple of things:

-What Anon's personality will be like
-If Anon sticks to one weapon/style, or goes through a variety on his quest
-Starting area (Which does matter in terms of the 'bosses' I have planned)

I'll release them later today if I have the time.

>>30702021
I'll give it a read, because I know the feeling all too well of putting effort into your writing and not getting any feedback. If that's how the thread is here, just bumps and no criticism or replies, I might have to attempt my story elsewhere. No hard feelings, it's just how it is.

Holy fuck you guys

>>30702539
The problem is definitely not a lack of engagement from readers, last thread had an extensive debate about Obsession, one that is recurring but still. The stories get criticism and feedvack, the problem is that it comes in bursts and in the meantime between those bursts of activity the thread easily dies while no one is looking.
We're not dead, we're just too fucking slow for the board suddenly.

My mistake. Though, I am curious as to why it's in bursts.

>>30682884
>"Hey, you alive there?"
>She was walking around to your right, and you turn your head towards her.
"Is he all right?"
>Not the response she was expecting.
>"I-- Uh... The medics are coming. Sergeant Measure's already stabilizing him, so his chances are good."
"Oh thank God."
>"He's... he's a tough bat. He'll get through it."
>You try again to get up, pushing yourself up with your arms.
>The small movement on your legs lands you in a world of pain.
>"Hey, don't move around! You threw your damn legs out!"
>Sweet merciful Christ, that smarts.
>You've got enough presence of mind to notice more hoofsteps coming your way.
>Never thought the lab would be this crowded one day.
>"Lieutenant, we've got the mixture ready."
>"Perfect timing. Alright, Anon, we're gonna have to roll you over for this one."
"Fffffantastic."
>Trying to roll yourself over doesn't do much, other than cause intense leg pain.
>So the ponies help you out, instead causing HOLY FUCKING SHIT PLEASE KILL ME pain.
>At least you get a better view of the guards.
>Accompanying Light, was a pair of other guards, a medical pouch between the two.
>Which they just now open up, pulling loose--
>...
>"Sorry, Anon, but oral solution's gonna take too long."
>You know, she doesn't sound that apologetic about it.
>In fact, she seems to be holding back a smirk.
>God damn it, even in alien horse land, you can't escape the fucking needles!
>Two large syringes, one for each pony, full of--
>"Here, you'll need this."
>She's holding out one of those things you bite down on, made of cloth.

>>30704724
>You give her the deadest of deadpan looks as you take it.
>If she responded with a look of her own, you didn't notice.
>Since you already chomped down, eyes shut.
>Hooves are felt on your legs, putting the hurt on all by themselves.
>Fucking hell, at least don't drag it ou--
>AAAAAAAAAAGH
>OKAY FUCK THEY DON'T DRAG IT OUT
>OH JESUS PLEASE MAKE IT STOP
>HOLYFUCKIT'SGETTINGWORSEFUCKFUCKQPRMCSMNQPIJMYKTWIJQNVIDQP
>...
>>"You."
>>Huh?
>>Fuck was what?
>>You turn around, surveying the alley behind you.
>>"Yes... yes, you'll do just marvelously..."
>>Great.
>>Now you're hearing whispering.
>"Alright, who's out there?"
>>"Alcoholic, personal conflicts, little familial ties... and such superficial charm."
>"Damn it, if this is you, Un+-o%n, I swear to Christ--"
>>Something's coming out of the ground.
>>Something is floating out from the fucking ground.
>>It...
>>Jesus Christ, it looks like a skinny, tiger-striped, four-armed bonobo.
>>And it was giving you the evil grin to match the Lo Pan shit it just pulled.
>>"I could certainly have done worse, in such a limited window of time."
>"Who th-- What the fuck are you?!"
>>"Now, will this one struggle as much as the other one, I wonder?"
>>It's floating towards you, two arms extended.
>>Nope.
>>NOPE.
>>Out comes your Beretta.
>"B-back off!"
>>"Of course he'll struggle."
>"Damn right! Not a fan of fuckin' anal probes!"
>>"He-- Hahahah, and he understands me, too! Oh, this is perfect!"
>>It lunges.
>>You fire.
>>BLAM
>>BLAM
>...
>THUMP
>THUMP
>"He's coming around!"
>"Well, don't crowd him!"

>>30704730
>A groan escapes you, while you open your eyes.
>After a brief focus period, you see...
>Some orange pony in guard get-up, with an analyzing stare.
>"He will be fully cognizant of his surroundings in two seconds."
>The fuck?
>Who the fuck is this--
>Oh.
>OH.
>You sit up at light speed, luckily not hitting that other sergeant on the way up.
>You're surrounded by guards, mostly of the Invictus variety.
>The Night guards look ecstatic to see you.
>And...
>Well, your legs are mobile now.
>And nothing hurts.
>It's a good start, for what you just went through.
>You stand up, taking better stock of your surroundings.
>You were in the main area of your lab.
>You must have been moved.
>Then, you spot Light.
>Still giving you the stink eye, after everything.
>As much as you wanted to deck her right now, you had other concerns.
>So back to the orange horse you turn.
"How long was I out?"
>"You were unconscious for seven minutes and thirty-seven seconds, due to a combination of sensory overload and a brief period of cardiac arrest."
>What?
>Oh, for fuck's sake.
>"The presence of the musculature repair agent in your system made it possible to employ damaging CPR techniques to restore function."
>You can't help but sigh.
"All right... Just... How is Razor?"
>"Sergeant Razor Wind is recovering back in your household, under intensive care. He has been stabilized, but will require a higher degree of post-mission care."
>Oh thank Christ, he was all right!
>That's one huge load off your chest.
>At least this weird-ass horse was being extremely helpful.

>>30704737
>But...
>Something wasn't right about this.
"And... where are the princesses?"
>He manages a partial angry look, at least.
>But his tone doesn't change all that much.
>"Neither princess Celestia, princess Luna, or princess Twilight have been seen or detected since the battle with the runic constructs began."
>Fuuuuuck.
>"Which means something must have taken them captive."
>That didn't come from the sergeant.
>That came from Light.
>That's your cue to turn back to her.
>At least her 'perpetual cunt' face had some meaning now.
>"On top of that, the Element bearers haven't been seen, either. Which means that same something captured them, too."
"At least tell me you have an idea of where they would have gone."
>"Of course we do."
"Then what are we waiting around for?"
>"'We'?"
>...
>Are you fucking serious?
>"YOU aren't going anywhere. And I'm not about to get roped into letting you run around, doing as you please, either."
>Okay, forget what you said before.
>Now you really wanted to deck her.
>"The course of action you are suggesting, lieutenant, is not advised."
>Oh, she gets even angrier with that interjection.
>Angry enough to storm past you, and get right in the face of that other sergeant.
>God, remind yourself to get his actual name sometime.
>"Sergeant, I've just about had enough of your insubordination! As it stands, you face a likely punishment of summary execution!"
>"While I am prepared to accept the consequences of my actions, we face a situation that undermines our organization, and all of Equestria."

>>30704743
>They looked about ready to go at it again, but another Invictus guard rushing in cut them off.
>"News from the town! Two more constructs have appeared, and are approaching the residence of former agent Sweetie Drops!"
>Wait, who?
>"Two more?! How many more are there?!"
>"Their convergence point is likely the old command center underneath the household of--"
>"I know! All right, get ready to move out!"
>"Our current strength is not sufficient to effectively mount an attack on more of those runic constructs."
>"I said, move out!"
>"Mister Anonymous's collection of artifacts from the Faber Mystico is liable to increase our chance of success to--"
>"Listen here, soldier. Our mandate states that we destroy such artifacts, not employ them. What you're suggesting is a betrayal of our code!"
>"Our greater mandate, if you have forgotten, is the protection of our heirarchs. What you suggest is tantamount to high treason."
>That line gets her to choke on air, as well as a few gasps from the audience of guards.
>He just doesn't stop spitting monotone fire, and presses on:
>"Three of four princesses, as well as the Element bearers, have an 88.8% probability of being held in the same location.
>"If we do not employ any and all advantages at our disposal, then we place their lives at significant risk.
>"In such cases, under section 2 of the Invictus code, it is permissible to disregard any further codes, in order to safeguard their lives."
>Well.
>Holy shit.
>You think you have a new favourite horse.
>And it looks like the other guards are agreeing with this reasoning.

>>30704748
>Light looks like the most pissed off guard you've ever seen.
>Geez, cucked once by you, and then by her own subordinate?
>That can't be healthy for her.
>She then puts on a 'nice' face.
>"Fine, then. He can come. But I'll remember this."
>Hah!
>Suck it, twat horse!
>"With mister Anonymous in our employ, our success chance is now between 30.2 and 48.3%.
>"Without further reinforcement, we still face an uphill battle."
>Fuck.
>"And where, sergeant, are we going to get reinforcements?"
>"I am still determining options for this. We do not have access to any free or nearby princesses, making reinforcement an unlikely possibility."
>Well, that's great.
>Where are you supposed to--
>...
>ding
>For the first time since you just got up, you smile.
"Actually..."
>Both commanding ponies turn to face you.
>Your grin grows three sizes.
"We do have access to a nearby princess."
>"What?"
>Without a word, you rush over to where your slipgate stone is supposed to be.
>The guards in the way are nice enough to part ways.
>There it is.
>Well.
>Secret's out anyway.
>Can't be anymore harm in this.
>The stone was inactive, but that's fine.
>After making sure it was undamaged, you grab a nearby wand and tap it to the keystone.
>The gate rips open, as you expect.
>At least the Night guards are oohing and aahing.
>Through you go, into a lit-up mechanical lab setting.
"Yo, Sunburst!"
>A distant yelp from said horse.
>You both turn to each other at the same time.
>"A-Anon?! What--"
"Listen, no time for chatting. We've got a big problem. Like, muchos grandes problemas."
>...

>>30704757
>The elevator door opens, just as you hear the characteristic thumping of the Homunculi's hoofsteps.
>You never thought that they would be a welcome sight.
>Or a welcome change of pace.
>Antagonizing the princesses was only fun for the first few minutes.
>Even though it felt so right to start with, it lost it's charm fairly quickly.
>There's only so many times you can hear them beg for his life.
>Well, hear Luna and Twilight beg for his life, anyways.
>Celestia barely said anything, outside of staring at you.
>Yeah...
>Yeah, you needed a different thing to do.
>At least you bound up the Elements a lot more, before you left.
>The resin job on them from before was more for transport, anyways.
>Couldn't do the same with the princesses, sadly.
>They struggled too much.
>Oh, well.
>The iron binds would be more than sufficient.
>CRASH
>Sweet Maker, what was tha--?!
>Oh.
>It's just the creatures.
>Geez, would it kill them to use doors, instead of just shoving themselves through the walls?
>Well, since they're here, you might as well order them.
>The long-distance commanding spell was a lot more imprecise than you would have liked.
>Luckily, the shorter-distance one has no such issue.
>A pair of green-and-eggplant coloured cords of magic fire from your horn, striking the Homunculi in their heads.
"Chase away anything that tries to approach the house. If they attack, or approach regardless, kill them.
"Only myself, or anything that I mark, may pass without issue.
"And do not let anything escape from that elevator shaft, unless it is myself, or anything that I mark."

>>30704765
>That last command was punctuated with another cord, pointing to the elevator.
>Finally, the spell lets up, and the creatures begin wandering around the house.
>Well, you say 'wandering', but it's probably a slow patrol of some kind.
>Maybe.
>They'd follow the commands well enough.
>Incognito was very insistent on giving thorough commands to the things.
>Apparently, these ones were not particularly intelligent, and really needed hoof-holding through their orders.
>Which made the long-distance commanding spell he taught you a bit less effective, since you could only tell them very simple things.
>Like 'kill this pony', or 'wait there'.
>Luckily, that was all you needed.
>'Kill Anonymous'.
>A smile begins to develop.
>Oh, you had to see the damage.
>This house was too far away to hear the carnage, especially underground.
>But the presences in Ponyville were all rooted in their houses, fear rolling off of them.
>There had to be a huge amount of damage, to cause that!
>Ohh, you can't wait!
>Recasting your invisibility, you rush off in the direction of the jailhouse.
>The streets were totally clear, now.
>No more rooftop jumps for you.
>Geez, you were still going strong on all that love, from Incognito's camp!
>Only about half of it was spent by now.
>You'd definitely need to top yourself off sometime, though.
>Hmm...
>Maybe...
>Maybe that freakishly huge intake of love, has something to do with your body's changes?
>And Hollowfang did say something before, about 'already absorbing' a lot of what you assume is love.

>>30704770
>It's...
>It's pretty obvious now, that you weren't just a drone.
>But then, what were you?
>Where did you fit into all of this?
>That talk of 'removing the memory', how you 'shouldn't be doing this'...
>Were...
>Were you some kind of confidant, before?
>Something like how Hollowfang and Venomfang were advisors and consorts?
>Obviously, you weren't a consort.
>Maybe an advisor.
>But...
>Hm.
>You should think this over later.
>Maybe Incognito can tell you more.
>Hay, maybe the other lings can give you some pointers.
>It's not like you can just ask Chrysalis, after all.
>The smell of smoke, and the tingle of a big magic battle, all break you from your thoughts.
>Up ahead, was the jailhouse.
>And...
>Ohh, boy!
>Just...
>Just look at the spell damage!
>Half the buildings here were hit by offensive magic, some of it obviously very powerful.
>Judging from the angle, it had to have been the work of the unicorn guards.
>All fending off against the Homunculi you sent after them.
>The telltale black blood stains on the ground gave it away.
>Although...
>Strange, that the damage didn't extend further back than that.
>In fact...
>The jailhouse...
>It doesn't seem that damaged, at all.
>...
>Doubt begins to emerge.
>No.
>No, don't be silly, Athalia.
>You made them show off what they could do, back when you traveled here.
>Between their virtual invincibility, and those blades in their arms, nothing could stand in their way.
>But then...
>Why are there no holes in the jailhouse walls, where they would have had to force their way in?

>>30704774
>Surveying the battleground, you only see small droplets of slightly energized, orangey-red pony blood.
>Right at the battle lines.
>Obvious over-exertion, combined with mana transfusions.
>They were using pretty heavily, just managing to hold them back.
>But where are the bodies?
>Where's the big splashes of blood, from where the creatures tore through?
>You scan around for any presences.
>Nothing.
>Nothing outside of the ones cowering in the houses.
>That previous kernel of doubt begins growing even more.
>W-well, hold on.
>Anonymous doesn't have a presence, just like Incognito doesn't!
>You just have to...
>Get down to the cells.
>You head down towards them, more rushed than you would have liked.
>Now...
>He should be here, right?
>In a broken-up cell, little more than a stain against the--
>...
>No.
>No!
>No, no, no, no, NO, NO!
>Where is he?!
>The cells are empty!
>They...
>They can't have just let him out!
>You felt their intent, they were ambivalent about him at the best!
>And their lieutenant, openly contemptuous!
>He couldn't have...!
>Did he talk himself out of this, too?!
>This...
>This stupid bucking human!
>WHERE IS HE?!
>You emerge from the cells, almost in a full panic.
>Where?!
>There has to be something!
>Anything to indicate--
>Wait.
>Hold on.
>There's...
>There's a trail here.
>A trail of energy blasts, crossbow bolts, and splotches of blood, mostly black.
>Damn it, this was at a different angle to everything else!
>No wonder you didn't see it before!
>O-okay.
>So he talked them into letting him out.

>>30704787
>Gaaaah, this stupid human!
>Why does he complicate everything?!
>Why can't he just--
>No, focus!
>The trail!
>Okay...
>He can't have gone far!
>Humans don't run any faster than ponies!
>And the Homunculi were way faster!
>They had to have caught up to him, at some point!
>You rush down the trail, checking for any signs.
>This...
>This trail, it...
>It leads to his house?
>You're joking.
>They let him return to his house?
>No, they ESCORTED him to his house?!
>How did he manage that, by threatening them?!
>And why his house, of all places?
>He'd be cornered in there!
>He has to know they'd rip him apart in there!
>Unless, maybe...
>...
>Oh, no.
>He...
>He does magic, that's right.
>If Chrysalis was telling the truth, he had access to...
>Some kind of magic!
>But, no!
>Even if he went back for them, there's no way he could stop them!
>They didn't sound any more powerful than an average unicorn guard's spell arsenal!
>And those special guards obviously weren't average unicorn guards!
>So why would--
>Check them!
>Damn it, you stupid filly!
>You can check the creatures from a distance, with the long-range command spell!
>Stupid, stupid!
>Your horn lights up with the spell.
>Okay, the ones back home are still going.
>The three you sent, are...
>Are...
>...
>N-no, hold on.
>Y-you must be out of range, or something!
>Y-yeah, just increase the spell power, and...
>...
>The panic from before is forming into icy dread.
>N-no...
>T-that's impossible.
>They're...
>They're unstoppable killing machines.
>Y-you saw what they could do!

>>30704795
>E-expertly designed, just to kill things!
>E-even Incognito assured you they could do the job easily!
>How did--
>...
>You idiot.
>You stupid, worthless idiot!
>You didn't oversee the attack!
>You didn't send them all at once!
>No, you gloated!
>Gloated before you won!
>Just like SHE did!
>And he even taught you better than this!
>But it just--
"Guh...!"
>S-sweet Maker, what--?!
>There's...
>There's a huge emotional rift, coming from underground!
>Absolutely saturated in love, with huge amounts of anger!
>The door to his house, broken as it is, has ponies coming out of it.
>Those strange unicorn guards, some Night guard, and--
>...
>Crystal guards.
>At this point, you're backpedaling.
>Dread makes room for panic.
>How.
>HOW?!
>He somehow beat three Homunculi, and now he's...
>He's brought the Crystal Empire's forces here, from his house?!
>This is insane!
>Disbelief and panic begins to slowly fade into seething anger.
>No.
>NO!
>Not again!
>You're not going back defeated again!
>One way or another, that human is dying today!
>You turn tail and sprint back to town, back to where you're holding the princesses.
>While this happens, you reach out with your senses, trying to get some kind of information on what you're up against.
>No doubt about it, that massive rift is princess Cadance.
>The sheer size of it made discerning the other presences tough, but there was a lot of them.
>No doubt, that loathsome prince Shining Armour would be there, too.
>Well...
>Wait.
>Something else was there, too.
>A bunch of assorted presences, tightly packed together.

>>30704799
>The strangeness of these presences was almost enough to make you slow your pace.
>Almost.
>But...
>They were powerful, sure.
>But unlike all the other presences you've felt, these ones...
>They were completely emotionless.
>Not evil, but...
>You couldn't call them good or evil.
>Just... completely emotionless.
>And yet, still powerful.
>It stood in such stark contrast to the huge rift--
>NO!
>A mystery for later!
>Focus, focus, FOCUS!
>The house comes into view.
>The creatures are milling around it, as you would expect.
>You dart past them, into the elevator, and ride it down.
>Then, you use the long-distance command spell.
>'Follow me'.
>Loud crashing is heard in the elevator shaft, as the creatures crash and fall down into it.
>Backing away from the door, you see their bodies hit the car, crushing it completely.
>No coming or going that way, now.
>Not easily, anyway.
>At least now, you have a plan.
>You would bottleneck them down here.
>Use the Homunculi, along with your magic, to pick them off as they try to descend.
>Speaking of them, you see them rising out of the twisted remains of the elevator car, arcing with red lightning as they repair themselves.
>As soon as their legs finish, they get themselves up, to dutifully follow you.
>It still boggles your mind, how these could have possibly been defeated by him.
>Let alone three at once!
>Maybe...
>Maybe he does meddle in dark magic?
>You can't think of any other reason, why he'd be able to destroy them so quickly!
>The presences are getting closer.
>Time to prepare!

>>30704805
>You recast the short-range command spell, and begin setting the plan.
>On both sides of the elevator entrance, you sent the Homunculi to lurk, just out of sight.
>They would sit there, with their blades already extended, waiting for anypony to come through.
>Once they did, and if you didn't order otherwise, they would be cut to ribbons.
>You, meanwhile, would sit a fair distance away, facing the entrance head-on.
>Just to goad any takers out.
>It wasn't great, but it would have to do!
>Soon enough, the presences are almost right on top of the house.
>Faint yelling can be heard above, orders being barked.
>Unless they plan to teleport down, they'll have to come down the--
>Suddenly, you feel the unfeeling presences shift around.
>One connects to another, creating a huge fluctuation of magical power.
>Then, the combined presences are felt pouring huge amounts of mana into some kind of bizarre spell.
>And the spell is coming down the shaft!
>Inside the shaft, a huge beam of green energy fires down, ripping apart the earth and structure.
>The beam makes a spiral motion, tearing up and compressing the matter as it goes.
>Various colours of unicorn magic can be seen, lifting the compressed debris up and above.
>You're too shocked to do anything but order the creatures back to you.
>At the top of the hole, you see ponies lined up all along the border, magic and crossbows trained down it.
>At the front, channeling that beam, was Anonymous.
>He did not look happy.
>"Normally, I'd drop a cheesy one-liner here. But let's just skip to the ass beating, shall we?"
>...

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>>30704812
Not even six hours passed after my last update, before the thread kicked the bucket.
If I didn't require (You)'s like a vampire, I'd have had to facilitate communications
Oh, well.

I also accept Pastebin views, like a leech. Here, feed my addiction to attention here: https://pastebin.com/kQCRMUTs

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>>30704831
Holy shit that's a pretty dead thread. Fuck. Can we get some extra (You) and bump reinforcements in here?

I REALLY don't want this story to die. Shit.

>>30704831
Is good yes

>>30704831
Oh boy oh boy oh boy. What a treat. Thanks HK

And you too Pseudomagus

>>30704831
Now that the cat's out of the bag, I wonder if he'll be allowed to continue his research or not. Royal funding would be nice.

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>>30704812
>anon's face when

>>30704812
Oh god the hype! Fuck you HK, blue balling me like that by putting out content while I am still catching up!

I still love you though. I would love if you ended up posting this story to something a bit more permanent then pastebin.

suicide bomber anon when

>>30704831
God damn do you know how to write a good confrontation sequence. Keep it up man, you're sustaining my addiction to green singlehandedly here

Has there been a story about anon geting earth ponny magic ?

>>30706277
you mean breeding hips?

>>30702539

http://www.strawpoll.me/13687062

http://www.strawpoll.me/13687092

http://www.strawpoll.me/13687112

Let's see that 'burst'.

>>30706277
>Apul magic

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>>30705625
>Not pic related.

>>30686708
PLanning on reading through Thaumaturgy.
Can I get a quick summary so I know what I'm getting into?

>>30707738
in all honestly i would reccomend going in blind its much better that way

>>30707738
>Anon cant into magic
>finds magical magic book written by nonmagical species for other nonmagical species
>learns how to magic with solar inquisition wanting to burn the book and probably him too
>there is also other human, Edgar McEdgypants that dabbs into death, blood and other evil magics and wants to have some fun with ponies his own morbid way
>so Anon learn how to make wands, staves, and alchemy in order to protect his pone friends from other human that is evil
>also, iron blocks magic and magnetism pretty much kills it.

>>30706857
We need a tie breaker for the personality.

Also forgot one more strawpoll.

http://www.strawpoll.me/13688814

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Ah, the show's airing again.
That explains the board's speed increase.
Guess I'll have to break my 'not gonna bump' rule for a few weeks.

dead

>>30711573
more dead

>>30704831
I don't know if this is anything you'd want to wrangle with after the fact, but it's probably a better idea to break stories up into smaller paste chunks to make it easier for someone that's been away for a while to get their bearings. This wouldn't be an issue if pastebin had the decency to add a "last updated on date" column, but I doubt they'll ever get that fire under their ass and fix it.

>>30713231
What are you talking about? If you hover over the "(Edited)" text on the top of the page next to the creation date info it should tell you exactly what you're looking for. Unless you mean, you want a list of dates for every single time the pastebin is updated?

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>>30708438
I'd like to make a suggestion, just to offer a bit more creative variance to your story.
I don't know if you've played it before, but all the items, lore, mechanics, and characters from Demon's Souls, besides being pretty unique in their own right, are criminally underused.
I think you'd be able to get a fuckton of fresh ideas and content from that game.
Give it a play, too, if you haven't already. It's a fun enough game, and if nothing else, it's a good scientific curiosity, seeing where the later Souls games got their start.

>>30714010
I want to, but sadly have no access to it. I want to play Bloodborne also, but ya know... Sony...

>>30704831
Gotdam I can't wait for Anon to wreck shit up

>>30713622
I've never noticed that, but yeah, I'm talking about dates being displayed right in the main paste list for a user.

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>>30714048
Just use RPCS3 for Demon's Souls.
It is mostly playable on it.

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>>30715275
Well god damn, I didn't know a PS3 emulator existed yet, or at least one that was that functional.
I'll just... go rip my copy of Demon's Souls now.

Just finished up updating a chapter of my green on another thread. Now that the polls have been accounted for, Anon will...

Use whatever weapons he finds on his journey, depending on his personality, the situation, or mood.

Start off in the Husk Asylum, in the northern Tundras of the Crystal Empire.

And he'll be a cocky, but charming protagonist, who gets himself into trouble, yet will mostly get out of it by sheer luck, charm, or his wits.

I'll get on it as soon as I can.

>>30716255
Godspeed friendo

>>30716255
He sounds like Guts. I like it.

Do you guys need a bump?

>>30718657
No. Take it back, you heathen.

For a dark souls magic human, try "Chosen Undead in Equestria" the story on fimfiction is listed as incomplete but it's dead because it's not been updated since 2013. Still tho, I remember it being a good read.

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>You are Anon, the only human in Equestria.
>It all started when you fell down the stairs at home.
>14 steps. Nothing to cry home about.
>Anyway, you’re in Equestria now because why the fuck not?
>Twilight had been trying to teach you magic for two months now.
>”It’s ok if you can’t do magic, Anon.”
>”You are just a human after all.”
>”Nobody expects anything out of you.”
>”Just leave the hero work to us. We’ll bring you back a souvenir.”
>She’d said that to you last night. Now here you are, staring at the ceiling in your house.
>Celestia had given you money, bits they called it, which had been enough to buy a home and food for the next couple weeks.
>It was a lot of money.
>Standing from your chair, you move into the kitchen and make yourself some dinner.
>Spaghetti for dinner, as it was most nights for you.
“Ah fuck.”
>Clasping your hand as bright red juice gently leaked out your finger.
>Bloody knives, could barely cut the tomatoes as it was.
>Setting down the knife and deciding against cooking, you grab a slice of bread and bandage the wound.
>More of the same tomorrow…

Should I do more? Didn't want too many words because character cap. Also to segment the story easy.

>>30719713
Its literally one post, half of which is OP prompt, the other is Anon cutting himself while making a meal and bandaging himself with bread.
Its way too little to say if its going to be good or not, so write more and show us what you got

>>30715275
Friend is helping me trying to emulate. I could play through it these few days I'm free before classes, and see if I can implement it in the story later on.

>>30720418
what he said

>>30719713
Go on...

>>30719713
>>30720418
>bandaging himself with bread

Bread magic anon when

>>30719713
Keep going. We could always use more green.

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>>30686708
>IMG_4440.gif
If you're going to mobilepost, at least use Clover.

>>30719713
>>30720418
>>30721205
>>30721266
>>30722308
More tomorrow from me. And who knows, maybe it is Bread magic?
Quick question tho: Should I get a pen name for this?

>>30723596
Hmm, yeah. If you plan on making a long story get a name and Trip. Incase you don't know how, do like this:
Name#password = Name#2fAg7Ajbs
So that way shitposters don't take your name.

>>30721266
>Bread magic
The best type of magic

>>30723596
Sure if you want
>Inb4 BreadAnon

>>30701494
>>create your own brand of dark magic through studies
>>create a blend of Earth and equestrian occult knowledge
These. These are good.

Hang on, I have an idea and I wish to bump the thread with it.
What if there was a story where Anon becomes the leader of a cult, perhaps even the cult's deity. He still doesn't have magic, yet the cult still believes he is some ultra powerful being who will bring about whatever their cause is. To keep his position, he will have to fulfill the wishes of the cult as well as their prophesies using nothing but his own with and non magical power. Well, that and the cult itself.
Thoughts?

>>30723295
You mean Dashchan

>>30723690
>Pasta magic

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>>30725001
Well, he certainly has the face for the job.

>>30725001
Would read.

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>The walk to Twilight's was uneventful.
>The townsponies were still a little nervous around you, but didn't run away from you.
>You could thank Pinkie for that one.
>Looking up at the sky, you take in the breathtaking views.
>The weather ponies had certainly done a good job.
>Reverting your gaze (ha, gays) to the path just in time to ste-
>Never mind.
>You just crashed into a pone.
>"Oh I'm terribly sorry there."
>Dr. Whooves.
>You'd recognise him anywhere.
>He was the first to talk to you, his scientific mind getting over his fear.
"Sorry Doc. Hey, how're those fireworks coming?"
>He turns his attention away from his pocket watch, back to you.
>"Oh, didn't you hear? They worked wonderfully. I'll have to catch up with you later, wouldn't want to keep the Princess waiting would we?"
>He trots off in the direction you came from before ducking into a flower shop.

>"Twilight! Anon's here!"
>Spike, the beautiful bastard, opened the giant doors to the castle for you.
>"Coming Spike!"
"Hey little man, how's it hangin?"
>"Pretty good. The next issue of Power Ponies comes out tomorrow, and Twilight said she'd go get it for me."
>"Morning Anon, how are you? Would you like some tea?"
"I'm good Twilight, and I'd love some."
>Twilight leads you up to the usual study, whilst Spike disappears to one of the little stations he'd set up for making tea.
>Sitting down in one of the chairs, Twilight begins her usual ramble.
>"Are you okay?"
>What? Did she just ask you a question?
"Yeah, I'm fine Twilight. Why wouldn't I be?"
>She frowns.
>"Are you sure? You've bandadged your hand."
>Oh right, the cut you'd made last night.
"Yeah it's fine Twilight, really. I was cutting some toma-"
>You stop.
>Twilight had removed the bandage and you were...
"I'M FUCKING GLOWING YELLOW FROM MY HAND! TWILIGHT WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

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Testing a user and trips. I've got a pastebin already which I'll eventually put this story into. Once we have a name for it.
Pic unrelated.

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Should link the two comments. Fug.
>>30719713
Is the first part.

>>30726988
Second part.

BREAD MAGIC

>>30727105
Maybe, maybe not.
Is that a yeasty yellow I see?

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>>30726988
>>30727000
Dubs and trips of

B R E A D
R
E
A
D

>>30726988
Breadmancer

>>30727495
Duuuuude. Fuckin BREAD. It's the shit. Lovin the dubs. First time for everything. Hell, even fuckin trips? Even fucking better.
I'll be sure to write another section of the story, but it'll be coming tomorrow. Soonest is the next 2-3 hours.
If I can get my head out of discord servers and into notepad.

>>30727569
If it's not going to be bread magic I will be disappoint.

>>30727631
*Laughs evilly*

>>30727733
>not 'laughs in bread'
fuckin pumpernickel, i swear

>>30727733
>*actions*
Don't do that.

>>30727939
>replies
DON'T DO THAT! AH!

>>30728170
What?

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>>30728179
I dont FUCKING KNOW!

what this is all about
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pzKArTR8A7Q

I'll have half, or most of the first chapter of the DaS green hopefully done by tomorrow if nothing comes up.

bumpernickel

>bread magic
>not loaf science

Anon smashing the fuck out of his enemies with a quark loaf when?

>>30730537
Neat.

>>30731466
>get a baguette
>get pumpernickel
>stick pumpernickel on one end of baguette
>let dry
>bread hammer

>>30704831
I will not let this bread die

>>30727569
Use Google Docs if you can. It will save your work and it has some nice features which seems to make it helpful for writefags

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To everyone wanting to read the next part, I don't know if I can get it out today.
A cyst of mine has grown once more, so I'm going to the doctors in a couple hours. That mixed with general tiredness and other factors, mean the soonest for the next part is this evening (UK), or tomorrow.
Sorry for the delay.

>>30732828
>a literal cancerous writefag
Perfect

Bumb

>>30732238
The best CQC weapon.

>>30732828
lord with. remember to eat apple seeds and apricot kernels.

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>>30734483
I'll be fine, but thanks. Good ol' NHS got me covered.

>>30732851
Not quite cancer, but hey. Close enough, ammiright?

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>>30726988
>"Now calm down Anon, there's nothing there. Just a cut."
"Seriously Twilight I'm glowing yellow please I... I need your help right now. RIGHT NOW TWILIGHT!"
>Heart rate +24
>Sweating +16
>Fug.
>"I'm here Anon, don't worry. I'm here."
>Twilight's horn makes a dinging noice, and suddenly the familiar lavender glow of Twilight's magic encases you like a blanket.
>It's warm and comforting, like a baby being held by its mother.
"Twilight, is there some spell to see magic? Like the aura, or something?"
>"Of course Anon. Just a moment."
>Her horn glows brighter for a second.
>"A-Anon, what did you do?"
"Oh god. It's worse than I thought. I'm going to die aren't I? Twilight, if I am there's something I need you to do. First, delete my browser history. Seco-"
>...
>...
>Twilight coughs.
>"First off, I have no idea what you mean by browser history. Second, you're not going to die Anon. It's not much, but it's there. You've got magic!"
>...
>NANI?!
"You're saying I have magic?"
>She nods.
>"And quite a bit. More than the average unicorn anyway."
"Can we try and figure out how to make this work?"
>She nods again.
>"Oh definitely. This is amazing. If we could figure this out, we could potentially apply it to other ponies."
>Heh.
>I've got magic.
>Fucking awesome.
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Despite getting a cyst and thinking this wouldn't come out tonight, I managed to scrape something worth while together!
Hope you enjoy.

Bamp

>>30734792
Inb4 anon is an edge-mancer who can only cast magic through cutting

>>30734792
>>30736307
CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES

>>30736409
THIS IS A MAGIC SPELL

By the Void

Husk Asylum

>Ogh… When’s the last time you changed this goddamn mattress? Feels extremely lumpy… Cold… A little wrinkly, kinda like flesh- You attempt to spring up, but something weighs you down. And oh god, that fucking stench!
>You grunt and groan, trying to rub your forehead. Or at least, you would rub your forehead if you could. You push through the limp bodies piled on top of you. After a struggling attempt, you make it to the top, taking a deep gasp of air.
“Holy fuck that reeks…”
>Where the hell are you? There’s a bunch of… Dead, grey… Animals and monsters. This one looks like it could be alive. Not as decayed as the others, but you shake it anyways. After a frivolous attempt to rouse the body, you gently place it down.
“Guess I’ll have to find a way out on my own. Heh, that kind of tickles.”
>Something wriggles on your arm, so you bring it to your face and see a little maggot burrowing into it. You carefully pinch it, and pull it out, hearing the disgusting squish. Once it’s out, you flick it away and shudder.
“Hopefully that’s the only one. Don’t want to leave a bad, first impression with something like that when the time comes.”
>Kinda creepy and unsettling to just be sleeping in a pile of dead animals. Wonder why they’re all here? Prisoners? Naw. They’re all stockpiled in this giant room… And oh man, huge is an understatement.

>>30737401

>You were in a giant crystal room, and the size of it housed thousands, upon thousands of these bodies. It was like a desert of the dead, scattered across for yards. You pull the rest of yourself out, and dust your- Where the heck are your clothes?
“Those were some pretty good pajamas, too… Oh well.”
>All you had were some ripped pants, and a torn apart button shirt. And of course, gatta have those undergarments to protect the best part of you. You take a better look around the room. On the ceiling, a giant grate revealed the upper level.
“Bingo…”
>You could hear something large dragging itself, and once it stopped, more bodies were being dumped in from above. A stream of death, piling itself up to add to the collection of decay permeating in the room.
>Alright, just have to find a way up there. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? You crouch down and examine the bodies. Maybe you could make a ladder out of them? The rigor mortis should have kicked in a long time ago. They kinda look like beef jerky, but without the red delicious color.
>It is disrespectful, yes, but it’s for a great cause! Well, out of thousands here that have died, when is it that chance that one rose up and had the chance to live again? If they were alive, they would be cheering you on, and you’d be on your merry way.
>Then again, their limbs would probably snap on your weight, considering they’re mostly decomposed and smaller than your size. Yeah, you’ll pass on that idea. But man, why are there so many of them? Most of them were ponies, and you could see a couple of… Minotaurs, goats, yaks, griffons… Even a couple of small dragons.

>>30737409

>Some of them had parts removed, hacked or sliced away in a fight. Others were unscathed, as if they were taken straight from the grave. Weapons and broken plates of armor embedded the piles, which might cause some difficulty to traverse.
>Can’t stand here forever, the stench is starting to get to you. Like you said before, you’re not that squeamish, but it is uncomfortable being in this room. Also have to be careful about the sharp metal jutting out.
>You take a step forward on the mound, sinking a little into the piles. Yet, there were so many bodies that there was enough resistance to keep you up. Carefully, you scale down the hill you popped out of, making sure you don’t trip and tumble.
>The soft flesh makes an audible squish as your foot presses down. The clinking of metal from swords, shields, and armor echoed as you kept walking. Better watch your footing, don’t want to stab yourself without a good reason.
>Gatta keep an eye out, just in case there are any survivors. Then again, you work better by yourself. You don’t need help getting out of this place. You’d probably help them escape out courtesy.
>A couple of minutes go by, and after climbing mounds upon mounds of bodies, you reach the end of the room. No doors, just more crystalline walls that reflected an image of the chamber. For once, you take a good look- What the fuck? You’re entirely pale, grey, and shriveled up, just like everyone else in this place.
“Eh, I’ve seen better days, but what happened to me? I look like a bleached raisin.”
>Well, no way out on this part of the wall, have to check the other parts of the room. You turn around and go back to where you started. For a good hour, you spend the rest of your time traversing the chamber, swatting away flies festering around.

>>30737413

>You checked the second wall. Nothing there. And the final wall- YES! Wait, no. Nothing again. You sit down and lay back, letting the soft, yet stiff bodied hold you up. One of the hooves limps onto your face, and you push it away annoyingly.
“I can’t stay here forever, I have a fucking life to live. There HAS to be a way out, HAS to be.”
>You get up, and with a new sense of determination, you scout out the room again. This time, you pay more attention to the bodies. From each body, you could tell who these animals were. Warriors, common folk, even some that seemed higher class or royalty.
>Maybe you should try that ladder idea- Something tugs on your ankles firmly. You look down and glance at the undead griffon gripping your leg.
“Now now, I’m trying to figure out how to… Wait a second…”
>The griffon groans, a spider coming out of its mouth. It starts to pull you down, in which you respond with the most sensible and respectful way to deal with an undead grabbing your foot. By kicking it in the fucking face.
“Hands off the goods!”
>After a good couple of stomps, you hear a crack. It lets you go and flinches, slowly going limp. You dust off your calf, stumbling away from the griffon.
“Sorry, dude. I would gladly keep you company, but an eternity here sounds boring.”
>Hopefully you don’t have anymore encounters with… And there’s another groan. And another one. Guess your secret admirer brought more friends. You turn around to the source of the sound. One by one, each body is roused from their slumber, moaning and shrieking.
>The corpses get sucked towards the center, each pulling, climbing, and scratching on each other to escape the force. Not the first time you ruined a house party. You sprint away, but the ocean of bodies start to move faster, until it matches your speed.

>>30737417

>The corpses begin to form a steep hill, causing you to stumble down towards a thick layer of compressed bones. Some crack under your weight as you come to a halt. Pushing yourself up, you check if every part of you was intact.
>Other than a few scratches and cuts, you were alright. Nothing you can’t handle. Yeesh, the mound must have been that tall to have a layer of bones at the bottom.
>A shadow starts to cast over you, and the sound of a thousand agonizing moans makes you shudder. And like any curious person, you turn around, and greet the fine gentleman or woman like the sensible man you are.
“Well, aren’t you a cute horse.”
>That’s a huuuuuge pony. More of a mustang. The undead, pale, bodies start to crawl all over each other, and form a strong, stallion with hollowed out eyes. Purple smoke seeps out of its nostrils as it digs its front foreleg against the fragile bones.
>To protect the decaying flesh, an armor of bone and marrow formed in front of its forelegs, body, and head. Some of the metal molded with the bone, creating spikes and jagged edges, made especially from the rusted blades of fallen soldiers.
>Even though you could clearly tell it's the form of horse, the fine details revealed beaks, hooves, claws, muzzles, and horns. The mane was composed of a strange purple fog, seeping out the back of its head.
“Easy… Easy, girl… I’m going to assume you’re a girl. Makes my job easier of easing you-”

>>30737426

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9K0ICLg6tw
The Husked

>The mustang snarls and neighs. Standing on her hind legs, she flails her front hooves, and begins to charge straight towards you.
“Whoa!”
>Instinctively, you roll to the side as she rushes past you. It uses its front hooves to slow itself down. Bones scatter to the side, and it slowly turns back towards you.
“I guess she’s not the dinner type gal. Wants to get right into business.”
>Quick quick quick! Have to find something to defend yourself, because it’s going to take a little… Persuasion to tame this mare. Something quick, light, and able to pry those bodies off. Again, she neighs, the beast standing on her hind legs again before slamming them down with stifling power.
>A shock wave vibrates through the bones, the rattling sound increasing as the lump of force swims through them.
“Uh… Uhhh!”
>Cmon cmon cmon! You have to find something before-
“GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
>You get sent flying back a bit from the wave, skidding across the boneyard. Ah fuck! Your back… Looks like she wants to play rough… If that’s her style, you can most definitely play that way, too. Pushing yourself back up, you look left and right.
“Hello victory...”
>In the corner of one of the rooms, you can see a polearm poking out. The beast charges again, this time leaping into the air, attempting to land on top of you. You make a mad dash towards your friend over there as an ever growing shadow casts on the ground.
>Sharp bone cut and poke into your feet, but the adrenaline numbs the pain, despite it causing you to stagger a bit. She misses you by a couple of feet, dust and debris fogging up the area. You make it over to the spear, placing your foot on the femur it’s jammed inside.

>>30737437

>After a few tugs, you break it free, cracking the bone in the process. How about we give her a name? Haley. A lovely name for this beauty. You face Haley, grasping the spear in both your hands. You can feel how weak you’ve gotten, considering your state. But that’s not stopping you.
“C’mon girl, I don’t want to do this. I really don’t.”
>She flicks her mane back with a jerk of her neck, and snarls once more. This time, a mist of purple comes out of her nostrils, sending a sea of dark smoke. You could sense the heat of it from yards away. Turning against your heel, you run the opposite direction, making sure to keep a good grasp on the spear.
>Haley trots through the smoke, the wave of mist to being pushed. Wait for it… Wait for it.. The floor shakes, bones chatter, your grip on the wooden polearm getting tighter. You glance back for a brief moment, then look back forward.
“Just a little closer…”
>Right as the mist parts to create an opening, you charge beneath the legs, stabbing the spear into one of them as it passes by. Haley lets out a powerful shriek, and stumbles from your attack. Her momentum and weight causes her to fall to her side.
>You randomly pick up a stray weapon and pick up your speed towards- Agh, this thing is too heavy! You look back at what you picked up. A giant stone hammer? Goddamnit. Okay, this should do. You pick up a regular ol’ longsword.
>Holding it in both hands, you quickly approach the mustang before it gets up. You start to slash away, breaking the limbs of the corpses that locked together. You could barely make a noticeable dent in the hoof before the beast gets back up. She flicks the hoof you were hacking.
“Oh crap-”
>You get sent a reasonable distance across the room, but not as much force as the shockwave. Blood trickles from your face. That bitch broke your nose. God it stings! Tears start to well up in your eyes, which hinders your vision.

>>30737443

>Just hacking away at this thing won’t cut it, you don’t have the patience for these kind of things. You need something big to do a good amount of damage. You look up at the grate. Or maybe, you could escape. Doesn’t mean you’re done, you could always come back later to finish the job.
>Until further notice, you’re going to have to break the ice on this encounter, and keep going on the offense. Haley decides to take a steady approach towards you, those empty sockets never looking away. You jog on over to her, watching her intently.
>She tries to headbutt you, but you backstep and roll at the end. Again, she swings her neck, sending the molded head composed of corpses your way. Let’s try something risky, shall we? You slide underneath right before the neck hits you.
>Then you deliver another onslaught of attacks, this time on the other foreleg. The beast begins the rise up, and slams her front hooves down onto you. She stomps frantically, attempting to squash you. You try your best to avoid being flattened by a bunch of undead reaching out to bite you.
“You’re lucky that I know how to dance. Not a lot of- WHOA! G-Guys know how to do that.”
>Almost got flattened there. Gettin’ ahead of yourself, Anon. But it looks like she’s tuckered out. This time, you run over to the hind legs, plunging the sword deep into it. You bend the hilt, pulling apart the bodies. A head of a goat starts to gnaw at your arm.
>You shake your arm vigorously, peeling the thing off your skin. The floor trembles, noticing Haley beginning to stagger over. You hit all three bases, now to go for a homerun. But to your surprise, the beast begins to fall apart, the bodies once again forming a large mountain in the center.
>This time, hordes of different animals and beasts crawl, limp, and run towards you. Uhhh, you would try to fight them all, but you’re not in the mood.

>>30737448

>Now that the room was a bit more cleared, something must have been revealed. An entrance, ladder, anything! The corpses scattered on the ground get back up, wielding broken and rusted weapons in their mouths.
“And Haley brought some company over, without my permission.”
>Let’s see… AHAH! Over to the right side, there’s a rusty door. That has to lead somewhere. Once again, you make a break for it, running towards the door. Seems like your escape attempt riled up those undead. The entire mob speeds up, a tidal wave of pale, grey husks chasing you to rip your head off.
>You start to feel a heavy weight on your chest. You cough and wheeze, the adrenaline not being enough to keep your body moving. Your a fair distance from the mob, but at this new and slow pace, that distance is getting smaller.
>More adrenaline pumps into your veins, and you pick up the pace. Until an arrow pierces straight through your arm. To top it all, leading the mob was a giant, buff minotaur wielding a huge, curved sword.
“Gah! Just a little closer…!”
>Keep going! Don’t look back! A giant stream of purple zips past you. What the hell was that?! These fucks have lasers?! The beam hits the wall, singing the crystal surface. And these guys have some sort of magic. That’s not fair!
>Okay, the door is only a couple feet away! The pain in your arm makes stumble along with the stampede shaking the entire ground. Finally, you reach the door, and right as you do, the minotaur swings. Luckily, the rest of the horde pushes the minotaur against you.
>Yet, the force of the horde crashing into the wall sends you barging through the rusted door. You yell, as an audible crack can be heard from your ribcage. Deep breaths, Anon, deep breaths. Gnnggg... You’re not dying to some feral... Oversized pony and her goons.

>>30737457

>There was a platform, and a lever right next to it. You crawl yourself carefully onto it, your head throbbing from the concussion you probably received. It takes all your force to pull the lever, letting out a painstaking cry as your body gives in.
>You did it… Ahah… You made it out. The walls tremble, feeling the undeads’ attempts at trying to break down the wall.
“Sorry… No second… Date…”
>Eventually, you reach the top of the chamber. Alright, time to get yourself up. Argh! Yeah, that’s a busted ribcage. Careful… You prop yourself up using a nearby wooden barrel. It takes a little time, but you get back on both your legs, surprisingly.
>At least the room is well lit. The place was made of blue crystal rock, and the vast amount of blue fire torches kept it warm and well illuminated. And there it is. That grate that revealed the stockpile room you were just in.
>The husks angrily stare at you with those empty, dark eye sockets. You take your eyes away, and observe the room. You wrap your left arm around your torso, trying to suppress sting of the internal wounds and fracture.
>The blood starts to drip off you face. Your hand trembles as your reach to dab your fingers on your broken nose. Yeah, that’s gunna take awhile to heal. Just leave it alone for now.
“There seems to be a lot of… Coal up here… In those barrels… Hey…”
>Your body can’t handle anymore stress, but there’s one more thing that needs to be taken care of. You force yourself to keep going, using the weight of your body to push barrel after barrel of coal down into the chamber.

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>>30737462

>Took a good while to get a humble amount of that stuff down, but you did it. Grabbing one of the torches, you meekly trudge on over to the edge of the grate, and drop it down. Turning around, you don’t watch as you hear the flesh get cooked. Groans and cries echo from the barred opening, and you cringe at it.
“Let’s not do a second date…”
>Despite acting all cooly during the situation, the insanity of the situation starts to gradually creep into your mind. What were those things, and why were there so many? Not to mention there was not one human in that entire graveyard.
>So many questions… So many wounds… And no answers. Just a room full of ash, and a beat up shmuck who just survived Tartarus’ paparazzi.
>You’ve reached your limit and collapse against the corner of the room. Hah… You did it, and like you said, by yourself… Piece of cake… Now a well deserved rest. You drift off into sleep, not worried if you’d die from the internal bleeding. You beat those bastards, and that’s all that matters.

That's the first segment for Asylum. Anon got lucky with that first boss. Just wait and see what he has to go up against in the future. Please rate my message, leave some mossfruit, and any feedback/criticism would be delightful.

>>30737437
Sick boss theme m8.

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>>30737495
>Kills the boss first try.
Destined to become either a Havel Monster or a Giant Dad

>Spaghetti magic

>>30737117
INVOCATION

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>>30737495
It's not a bad start, but there's an immediate problem I see with the writing: keeping the lines of thought separated and focused.

>After a few tugs, you break it free, cracking the bone in the process. How about we give her a name? Haley. A lovely name for this beauty. You face Haley, grasping the spear in both your hands.

The first time I read through that sentence, I thought it meant giving the spear a name, but it's not until the latter third of the sentence that I realized it was referring to the boss. There was no indication that we'd changed subjects from spear to boss.
Which brings me to the point of focus.
Whenever you write a line of thought, it's important to make sure you're focused on one thing, and not multiple, like up above. Otherwise, it gets confusing for the reader. Remember, we're not psychic: you need to tell us shit like this, explicitly or implicitly.
So, the right way to write that segment would just involve breaking the sentence up, and adding some indicators to make sure the point of focus has changed. That, and just some general clean-up.

Something like this:
>Sharp bones cut and poke into your feet, but the adrenaline numbs the pain, despite it causing you to stagger a bit.
>The boss is heard from behind, missing you by a couple of feet, dust and debris fogging the area over.
>You keep the pace up, making it over to the spear. Once you get there, you plant your foot on the femur it's jammed inside, and after a few tugs, break it free, the bone cracking in the process.
>Weapon in hand, you whirl back towards the monster. How about we give her a name?
>Haley. A lovely name for this beauty. You face Haley, grasping the spear in both your hands.
>You can feel how weak you've gotten, after everything that's happened. But it's not going to stop you.

The sentences can be as long or short as you want, but the main takeaway is keeping focused on one object, person, or event per sentence or line.
Not bad otherwise, keep going.

>>30739142
That's just ny fault being sloppy, beacuse while editing this I wasn't feeling well, and I was drifting to sleep.
And I really hate splitting up lines constantly, it's a pet peeve I have when it comes to most greentexts.
But I suppose with thought process and actions, it'll need a split. It just takes up a lot of space, which I want to avoid.
Besides, can easily be fixed, I'll reword somethings and fix the structure when I can.

>>30739426
Still, it's sound advice, and I appreciate the feedback. It's been a while since I wrote something more action packed.

Boy I hope a certain someone posts again soon.

HK or Pseudo preferably, bud BREAD is fine too.

>>30704812
>You know, of all the foci you thought would come in super handy in a fight?
>Super-amped Excavator wasn't one of them.
>But there it is, ripping the shit out of an obvious trap entrance.
>The awesome sight only slightly abated your anger.
>Now that it's done, though, you give your new gloves the signal to swap it out for fire.
>And then put the staff in your left hand, gripping the wand with the right.
>The new focus is still attached.
>You're half hoping you don't need to use it.
>You notice Shining and Light come up next to you from both sides, just in your peripheral vision.
>But you're not taking your eyes off the dusty-ass hole for one second.
>Christ, you're at the total wrong angle for this.
>Whatever's down there can see you, but you can't see them.
>After a brief throat-clearing, Shining speaks up:
>"Lay down your weapons, and surrender now!"
>Nothing but silence for a few seconds.
>Near the end, you swear you can hear a low snarl.
>Then, two streams of green and dark purple magic light up the underground.
>Both hitting two more of those fucking monster things.
>And the caster...
>Well.
>That has to be the ugliest fucking bug-horse you've seen.
>Topping even Chrysalis.
>Unlike Chrysalis, however, this one seemed to have the Kratos-issue permanent scowl on.
>The voice that rung out was both furiously angry, and extremely familiar:
>"Cripple the prince and princess! Kill the rest!"
>No way.
>That's...
>The voice of the bug from the castle?
>A pair of synchronized, tortured battle-screeches cut off any further pondering.

>>30742274
>The two monsters almost flew up the hole, leaping up with a huge start, and scaling the wall with their hand-swords scarily fast.
>The 'fire' order goes out, and the things get pelted with bolts and magic missiles.
>Again, they don't slow them that terribly much.
>Maybe you can change that.
>Your staff has a full charge going, and was even nice enough to pre-charge foci for you.
>So you loose a few ranged attacks of your own.
>Big fire orbs, the size of your head, come flying out of your staff.
>Set to kill, of course.
>They detonate with an impressive amount of force, for the 'short-charged' casting mode.
>Forceful enough to really fuck up one of the monsters, blowing it's head and arm off, and sending it careening back down the hole.
>The other one, unfortunately, climbs too fast to take a few orbs to the face.
>You and everyone else backs away from the hole, just before it vaults over the edge.
>It doesn't even pause after hitting the ground, locking it's runic 'eye' with you.
>In that same instant, it charges towards you, screeching the whole way.
>The distance is too close for a max-charge fire attack.
>Looks like you're using that new focus, after all.
>You see one of Shining's signature shields come up in front of you.
>If it didn't thrash against it like an MMA fighter having a seizure, it probably would have been enough.
>"A-Anon! Get back!"
>Great advice any other time, buddy.
>But this focus needed you close and personal.
>To his credit, the shield keeps the fucking thing at bay for a solid eight or so seconds.

>>30742279
>Your right hand is raised up above, like you're about to overhead-swing it with an invisible sword.
>The barrier breaks with a loud SMASH, like glass shattering.
>The monster can't pick up enough momentum for another rapid charge, this close.
>But it manages a brisk run.
>Perfect.
>SWISHKKKK
>Another sound, like glass breaking mixed with a lightsaber turning on, accompanied your focus's max-charge activating.
>A massive, very real, two yard long blade of blue, ethereal magic cleaved down through the air, following your hand's motion.
>KSSSHHHH
>The screeching the monster made was cut off very abruptly, as the huge energy sword bisected it's head.
>Followed shortly by it's body.
>The two unevenly cut halves of the monster's body flopped off to the side, propelled by it's own momentum.
>Black blood flowed out of the singed damage points, accompanied by arcs of reddish lightning.
>The focus lost power shortly after, the blade evaporating away.
>...
>Silence reigns for a beat, while everyone takes in what just happened.
>Yeah.
>Get up from that, you fucking--
>fzzzzzzt
>The red lightning begins arcing heavily between the two halves, prompting you to step back.
>Small tendrils of blood reach out from both halves, as they both convulse in a way that brings them closer.
"Oh, you're fucking joking."
>That's next-level regeneration, right there.
>Bringing up the fire focus again, you go with a channeled inferno, denying it's attempt to meet in the middle.
>Of all the things he had to ape, why did it have to be Fullmetal Alchemist?

>>30742286
>Your eyes go up to the still-gawking commanders.
"Keep shooting at it! And don't let it join back together!"
>Oh, finally they react.
>Some of the unicorns get right on that, shielding the area between the two, and throwing out fire of their own.
>It would take a while, but it should be enough to--
>The other one!
>Right as the realization dawns on you, it's the next thing to vault over the ledge.
>Shit, shit, shit!
>Fire gets swapped for lightning, and you immediately start giving it some Sith Lord treatment.
>It only slows it down a little bit.
>And this time, it's beelining for the commanding group; Cadance, Shining, and Light.
>Light's response is to open up with, well...
>A super-dense beam of light.
>It makes like a coked-up magnifying glass, pretty quickly burning a hole through and severing her target: the thing's knee.
>That's pretty metal, for a pony.
>It collapses, but it quickly makes do with crawling along the rest of the way, with that signature speed.
>Luckily, it's new 'posture' makes Shining's next shield way more effective at stopping it.
>Once it was blocked off, the crystal guards quickly surround it, hacking away with their halberds.
>Funny how they have those, rather than spears.
>Strangely, the monster wasn't changing targets, just continuing to thrash vainly against the shield.
>Hm.
>That seems to imply low intelligence, like that golem of yours.
>Maybe that was the spell you saw before: something to implant orders.
>So keep the puppet master away from the puppets.
>Good plan.
>Speaking of puppet master...

>>30742288
>Lightning is swapped for TK, and charge pours into it as you head for the hole.
>You stop right before getting to the ledge.
>Not too keen on getting dragged down by mutant bug-horses, after all.
>The contingent of Night guard noticed what you were up to, and broke off to roll with you.
>A couple of them even began circling the hole.
"See anything down there?"
>Whatever their response was, was cut off by a pair of green and purple magic bolts, rocketing up to hit the flyers.
>The second they detonate in the air, a black blur buzzes out of the hole, more of that two-tone magic trailing behind.
>The apex of it's height, halfway between the fliers and the ground, gets you a good look at this bug's ugly mug.
>It looked like someone tried to make a bad OC of Chrysalis, and gave up halfway through.
>Horn had half the kinks, body was barely a head taller, and the short mane and tail - a new addition - was some dark purple colour.
>The same colour of that other shade of magic.
>The same magic that was crackling like crazy from the thing's horn.
>You and the others were already backing up, but this thing had other ideas.
>FWMPHH
>A huge wave of that two-tone magic was fired your way.
>You saw your guard entourage getting blown far away by it, but it just staggered you and kicked up dust.
>Allowing you to see the bug immediately dart for you, it's still pupil-less eyes promising bloody murder in concert with it's scowl.
>You had just enough time to bring up your staff and activate it, before you were hit with the insectoid missile.

>>30742293
>The turbo-charged TK very quickly overwhelmed the bug's natural magic, getting surprise to take over it's expression for a split second.
>Whatever else it might have expressed, was covered up by it being flung at very high speeds behind you, using it's momentum against it.
>SMASH
>It hit the ground at an obtuse angle, creating a respectable impact gorge for a good five or six yards.
>Honestly, it looked like something out of a Dragonball fight.
>But something told you that just like those fights, this was far from over.
>Any free guards were already dashing towards the end point of the impact zone.
"No, sto--"
>"Do not approach the impact site!"
>Or that other sergeant could beat you to it, sure.
>The guards skid to a halt, and begin backing up away from it.
>Just in time, too, because another burst of magic erupted from that impact site, one that would've sent any nearby guards flying.
>That juiced-up bug emerged from it, covered in dust, and sporting some small cracks in it's shell.
>Still with the perma-scowl, but not making sudden moves just yet, instead opting to survey it's surroundings.
>A definite change from before.
>You take the opportunity to change staff foci again, going over to fire again.
>While you do this, you notice the sergeant guy moving up next to you, eyes still trained on the bug.
>"This enemy does not match any previously recorded changeling encounter. Do you know anything about this particular opponent?"
"Just as lost as you are. Though I think I have a good idea about who it is."

>>30742296
>"His identity is a secondary concern."
"Her."
>"Her?"
"Yeah, this thing's a chick. No doubt about it, now."
>No mistaking that kind of anger, or that voice.
>This was definitely that bug from the castle.
>"I see. Regardless, it possesses a significant amount of magical energy, and appears to at least have the spell arsenal equivalent of an EUP unicorn corporal."
"Wonderful."
>Said she-bug starts to walk in your direction, right down the middle of the impact trench.
>A small trickle of green leaked down from her mouth.
>She still looked pissed as all hel--
>Wait.
>Down.
>Down!
>Holy shit, new strat!
"Listen, I've got a plan. I'll keep this bitch distracted, and you head down the hole she came out of."
>"For what purpose? Your chance of survival without my aid will be 55.1%."
"Recalculate that for the possibility of finding and freeing the princesses down there."
>"I am aware of the odds. But gambling on your survivability is not a wise play."
"Just trust me on this, buddy."
>The bug's horn lights up, and she begins another dead-on charge, magic charging the whole way.
>Your staff comes up for a fireball, and the other guy likewise throws a magic missile out.
>She didn't even slow down, despite the incoming projectiles.
>Just before the impact, a flash of magic erupted, with the signature sound of teleportation.
>The two projectiles never hit their target.
>Your unspoken question of where the fuck she went, was answered pretty quickly.
>Another two-tone magic blast way off to the side, right at the--
>The monsters!
>She's trying to spring them!

>>30742299
>You're already in motion, running towards the others, and yelling at the now left-behind sergeant guy.
"Get going! I'll handle this!"
>You don't stop to see if he listened.
>Already, the bisected monster was missing it's guard complement, and was TK'd back together by bug-bitch.
>Without any nearby ponies, you had no hesitations about using the max-charge fire focus attack.
>THWOOSH
>A huge ball of blue flame fires out of the tip of your focus, barreling straight for the still-regenerating target.
>The bug makes like a tree and fucks right off, but the monster isn't together enough to move.
>With a loud KA-BLAM, the ball hits the monster dead-on, the blast blowing both arms and a leg off the center mass.
>The remaining mass was consumed by the special blue flame, flailing and screeching the whole time.
>The blue fire was special, in that it clung to it's target, and used it's mana as fuel.
>Like magical napalm.
>And it was obviously not regenerating quicker than it was being burned up.
>FWMPHH
>Damn it, she didn't stick around to watch!
>Swapping fire out for ice, you circle around the damage zone.
>You see the tail end of the first magic wave, which was actually shielded against pretty well by Shining.
>Who looked to be getting a power boost from Cadance.
>A synergy that the bug was really not happy about.
>She just barely dodges a light-ray from Light, before she returns fire with a magic ray of her own.
>It raked along the unshielded portions, hitting the ponies caught outside the shield.
>You saw Shining's shield expand more in response.

>>30742303
>More notably, it got a good deal dimmer.
>Light was heard voicing her protest against that, a split second before the offending ray scythed through the shield.
>It was blocked out again fairly quickly by narrowing the shield, but the damage was done.
>The guards hacking at the monster were out of the game, steam wafting off their bodies.
>More worrying, the body of the previously-restrained monster rose up, arcing red lightning as it healed up.
>Your course changes from the bug to the monster.
>No way in hell you're letting that thing stay in play.
>The bug notices your approach, and aims her ray in your direction.
>But it seems that Light also noticed your approach, and redoubled her own raycasting efforts, throwing the bug's aim off as it made to dodge.
>You had to really focus forwards, to not get thrown off by the wildly scything beam of power.
>A small shield was erected around you, just before the ray found it's target.
>It protected you, but it also dimmed Shining's main shield.
>A lull that the bug took immediate advantage of.
>Dropping the raycasting, she swooped in with some really steep gliding technique, coming at the commanding trio almost too quickly to react against.
>A loud THUD rang out as the bug clotheslined Shining, knocking him away and probably out cold.
>Not before Light's ray grazed along her side, causing a pretty nasty burn.
>Whatever happened next over there, you couldn't watch off to the side anymore.
>Your target was coming up fast, and was together enough to run at you, swords extended.

>>30742308
>Your ice focus wasn't charged completely to max, but it was good enough for a volley of arm-sized ice spikes.
>They fire out of the staff, hitting the monster in the face, chest, and knee.
>This time, the attack succeeds in throwing off it's charge, the knee strike in particular being really effective.
>It still manages to gurgle-screech through the icicle in it's face, speed-hobbling towards you.
>The volley depletes your focus's charge, and probably your staff by this point.
>But you didn't just have the staff.
>Rearing your right hand back, you close the distance just enough for another massive sword attack.
>The Bluebaide focus rips to life again, the blade shearing it in half with an upwards diagonal slash.
>The legs give out while the torso flops behind, thrashing the whole way.
>While the big sword still has it's charge. you bring it back down in an overhead swing on the torso.
>It's disgusting vocalizations stop dead, right after the big sword loses power from the attack.
>Swapping the wand's focus for the TK, you fling one half of the torso off to the side, before it can piece itself back together.
>This one isn't doing the red-lightning thing nearly as much as before.
>There must be a limit to the regeneration on them.
>Your attention turns back to the bug, while you put Bluebaide back on the wand.
>You catch her just as she uppercuts Light, who was already looking worn-down.
>She drops like a rock, leaving the bug free to confront Cadance.
>Jesus Christ, how much energy does this fucking bug have?!

>>30742311
>You race over to the two as fast as you can, putting the fire focus onto your staff.
>Your staff is really running on fumes here. Need to make this count.
>You never thought of Cadance as being the fighting type, and her backing away backs that theory up.
>She's saying something, but it's too distant to make out.
>It's probably some kind of pleading.
>But whatever it was, it really pissed off the insect of the hour.
>She all but screams at her, her words also too distant to make out.
>Though you do catch things like 'destroy' and 'blood'.
>Whatever was said really pissed Cadance off, and the 'NEVER!' she yelled was very audible from here.
>She followed it up with a big beam of magic, which the bug intercepted with another beam of her own.
>Classic wizard duel.
>Perfect cover for you.
>And it looks like the princess of the duo was winning the beam fight.
>But then, the bug did something unexpected.
>She began circling to the right, maintaining the beam as she went.
>The move confused you at first, until you saw what she was circling towards.
>The unconscious form of Shining was to the bug's right.
>And she was moving the beam's path right towards him.
>At first, Cadance amped up her beam-casting, to try and outpace her opponent.
>But the bug was too fast.
>A 'NO!' rings out from the princess, who drops the beam before it can impact her husband.
>Leaving the bug's ray with a clear shot.
>Despite cobbling together a shield, it wasn't good enough to stop the impact.
>With a cry of pain, she's sent hurtling a fair distance away.

>>30742314
>Your anger, previously channeled into spell-slinging fury from the fighting, was now reaching Khorne worshipper levels.
>The bug was too close to Shining for another max-power fire blast, and you didn't have the time or staff charge for it anyways.
>You settle with getting close enough for a contact blast, and a projectile follow-up.
>The bug is panting like a dog at this point, obviously worn out from the constant assault.
>She sees you coming at almost the last moment, and only just manages to jump out of the way of the staff swing.
>A snarl follows shortly after as her wings buzz into action, but her rearing up to dive-bomb you was prevented by the follow-up fireball.
>Which she manages to dodge.
>Only three shots left.
>Another ball.
>She dodges to the right.
>One more shot.
>Again, she dodges right.
>The last fireball is loosed.
>But this time, Bluebaide's short-charge is also loosed.
>A javelin of the same ethereal blue magic is loosed to the right of the fireball.
>A javelin that she dodges right into.
>Shock crosses her face, as she spins in place to try and dodge it.
>The bolt misses her body, but it sizzles right through the base of her wing.
>Her cry of pain is music to your ears.
>Her spiral out of the air only makes it better.
>She crashes to the ground, but manages to roll onto her hooves very quickly.
>She's back to snarling.
"All right, you fucking cockroach."
>You channel magic into Bluebaide, creating a thin lightsaber-like energy blade, which you point towards said cockroach.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't gut you like a fish."

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>>30742321
I'm late, I know.
Got super busy, and effectively only had three days to work on it.
But I'd call 12 posts in three days a good amount.

If for some reason you want to read what's quickly become a fucking short novel of a greentext, here's your complementary Pastebin link: https://pastebin.com/kQCRMUTs

hai guise we hit 4k pastebin views dont forget to like comment and subscribe and donate to my patreon links in the description huehuehue

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>>30742338

>>30742338
Good stuff

>>30742338
It's good. I'd like to see if a drawfriend could draw the bug.

>>30742338
This is probably one of the wildest rides in greentext since steel sanctuary

>>30743464
FUCK. You just reminded me I have to finish steel sanctuary. Thanks anon.

>>30742338
Good stuff my dude.

>>30742321
I still want to kick that bug

>>30744442
We all do, but there's a good possibility she'll escape. Especially since Anon is talking and not acting as he has the chance.

>>30742338
KICK THE BUG

>page 10
Aw niggas wat you doin

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Emergancy Thread Revival! I need 20cc's of BREAD MAGIC!
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"Twilight, we've been trying this for hours. Can we please take a break?"
>You complain.
>Twilight had kepy you captive for the last 3 hours, discussing all the events that had happened last night.
>"Hmm. Wait, why did you cover the wound with bread?"
>Good fucking question
"I dunno... My parents always put some bread over a splinter wound and that'd get it out, and seeing how it absorbs stuff so easily I thought it'd work on the blood."
>Twilight stares at you.
>"Anon. You do know that hallucinogenic substances are illegal?"
"Twilight I'm seri- wait. Bread! Maybe that's the answer!"
>I jump out the seat Twilight had me imprisoned on.
"Twilight! I need bread!"
>"Anon... ugh, fine."
>With that Twalot opens the door and we walk down to the kitchen.
>"I still don't understand how bread would give you magic."
"I have no idea Twilight, but it made my hand glow."
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Working on more fags. Hope to have it out soon.

Oops, forgot to link.
Part 1 >>30719713
Part 2 >>30726988
Part 3 >>30734792

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>"I'm going to spank you, Anon! And there's nothing you can do to stop me!

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>>30747130
>"Are you sure this'll work, Anon? It seems like an odd choice."
"Perhaps there's more to it than bread, Twilight. Maybe it's a connection to the whole slinter wound. Maybe it's the yeast. Or maybe it's just fucking magic so who gives a shit?"
>Twilight sighs.
>"Fine, Anon we'll give it a shot."

>Be outside of castle.
>"Okay Anon, we got you a tonne of bread now see what you can do!"
>Like that was supposed to help...
>You crumble the bread into a ball and throw it.
>It arcs downward...
>Hits the ground an-
>An explosion?!
"AH! TWILIGHT?!"
>"It's just a tiny one."
"Twilight I can heal and cause explosions with bread. This isn't fine... it's... it's..."
>Pause for dramatic effect.
"Fucking stupid."
>Twilight is taken aback.
>"W-what do you mean, Anon? You have magic!"
"Twilight. Think about it. My magic would stem from bread, or yeast. It's stupid."
>Twilight looks at the ground.
>"I'm sorry you feel that way Anon. I'll do some reading, see if I can find anything to help you."

>Be two weeks later.
>Recieve letter from Twilight.
>It basically said she'd found nothing so far but was required in Canterlot and she'd look in the library there.
"Ah, fuck."
>You sigh to yourself.
"You know what? This is fucking dumb. Bread as my magic? Fucking dumb. Why couldn't it be runes, or thaumaturgy. Fuck sake..."
"No. No, Anon, we're going to fix this shit. fuck that fucking bollocs!"
>You walk out your house and slam the door.
>Your pockets full of bread from Twilight's place.
>Walking along the road out the little town toward Zecora's place, you feel a bit anxious about not telling anyone where you're going.
>Heh, fuck it. You're a strong, independent man and don't need no pony saving your sorry ass.
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That's all for today.
On an unrelated topic: Anyone know where I can find an old thread? The prompt was basically Anon is on 4chan and replies to a thread from "Celestia" before being transported to Equestria to help them win a war.

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>>30747580
>>Your pockets full of bread from Twilight's place.
Neat.

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>Me on this thread waiting for me HK.
>pic related

>>30748174
it's been less than a day though. Surely we won't be graced by his presence again for at least one or two more?
We must keep the vigil until then, and hope that other green-mancers will stoke the flames until his return.

>>30747580
Gonna be honest, this whole setup is almost too ridiculous to even attempt reading.
Also it's hard to read anyway because of the structure. I don't know how to tell you how to fix it, but everything flows too fast and the characters feel bland.

>>30748519
The bread man is here.
I get what you mean. I'm terrible at writing, just hoping to get better. I'm hoping to establish his powers first, then get onto some... other things.

>>30748825
Keep writing bread man. We need more fun story's

>>30747143
I'm calling the ponice

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>>30748519
I'm gonna try to shoot for an update on Saturday, just to coincide with the next FiM episode being aired.
You know, give something worth bumping over.
Might take another day, though, so no promises.

>>30747580
> On an unrelated topic: Anyone know where I can find an old thread? The prompt was basically Anon is on 4chan and replies to a thread from "Celestia" before being transported to Equestria to help them win a war.

I know exactly what story you're talking about, I read it like 4 months ago

I liked the story where Anon got cancer from magic and dies.

>>30750969
You could always go roll around in a radioactive area and tell us how it goes instead.

I bump a thread, today...
To see if it still lives.

Bap

>>30750968
If I understand correctly, Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance.
One of bosses is a chick with like a dozen of robotic arms.

>>30749808
>Lyral boss battle

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>>30751272
>inb4 picrelated

>>30750068
Can you think of what it is? I need it in my life. I'm trying to find the thing I saved but having a hard time coz I've had 3 different hard drives in that time. I duped them but something could've been lost.

>>30753713
>>30750068
This is the thread Anon and writefriend


>"Anon, I...don't know if I should ask this of you, but I fear that desperate times call for desperate measures. The Griffons, the Minotaurs, and the Diamond Dogs have already conquered our allies in Saddle Arabia. The Crystal Empire is facing internal turmoil. Equestria stands alone. Humans are well versed in warfare. We need a weapon to change the outcome of this terrible war. Please, will you help us?"

>>30753725
Cheers favourite anon

Should fucking resurrect that thread. Been around since 2015.

Anyone want to create a "World War Equestria" thread?

>>30754030
Neh.
The majority of the writefags are dead anyway.

Does anyone have the world war threads pastebin

>>30754460
https://pastebin.com/akijSbQE
https://pastebin.com/stjFr73k
https://pastebin.com/GGbGRVKc
https://pastebin.com/8AF8xWKr
These are the only ones I could find. All the others were taken down or made private.

>>30754642
Thanks guy

>>30754681
Problem guy, happy to be of service. Found the prompt poking through my mates computer. Fag let me borrow it and never wiped my data.
God what a fucking bro dude, I love the fag but jeez does he never respond to messages anymore. It's like he's a shut-in or something. Oh wait. It's the internet.

>greentext magic

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>>30753745
>ywn be Saadian's favourite Anon

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>>30752840
Okay that'd be funny as hell.

>Anon is diagnosed with magic cancer.
"I'm only getting stronger."
>"No Anon, you're dieing!"
>Anon looks at Twilight, his eyes beginning to glow.
>Twilight's eyes grow wide as she begins to float in the air.
>"A-Anon, don't do anything rash now. "
">Rape"
>"W-What!? NOOOOOOO oooooh~"

Would Anon be the ultimate spy seeing as he has no magic to detect?

>>30753725
Moar

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>>30758012
It's the prompt of the /war/ thread retard.

>>30759646
And he's asking for more of it, what's wrong with that? Like a pastebin or thread archive.

>>30760166
???????????????? >>30754642

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I don't know what to bump with, so have this gif.

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>>30761929
Same

>>30763350
lewd

clear

>>30757671
>Anon in Equestria
>Anon has no magic
>everything in Equestria has magic tho
>by that conclusion, for ponies Anon doesent exist
>they completely ignore him even when he bothers them

>>30766169
wasn't there a similar story? I feel like I've read it already but I'm not sure

BreadMagic Man here. I'll be gone for the week because I'm off to Paris!
I'll be taking pictures which may end up being the beautiful images I use with my story.

>>30766984
Take care and stay safe.

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>>30737495
When cometh more, o friend of write?

>>30697785
Full green on this would be bretty good

>>30742321
>The closest thing to a response you get, is another furious lunge.
>In spite of the fucking magic lightsaber.
>You have no idea how she still has magic to burn, but there she is, horn aglow again.
>A barrier forms in front of her as she leaps towards you, repelling the energy sword.
>Normally, having an angry super-bug charge you like that would be a cause for concern.
>SLAM-ZWOOSH
>But like you expected, your much-improved deflector took care of that.
>Helps that you stealthed the magic signature, too.
>The bug was reeling badly from the recoil, not at all expecting it.
>Since Bluebaide was still active, you make a lunge of your own, slashing with said focus's blade.
>All she can do is raise her forelegs to defend.
>KSSSHHHH
>"Gaaaaaaah!"
>Her pained cry was the perfect thing, to follow her--
>Wait what the fuck?
>Her legs are still attached!
>This thing cuts thick wood, and all she gets is a fucking burn?!
>How tough is this damn bug's shell, anyways?
>Your surprise delayed your follow-up slash, which gave her enough time to jump back, and out of it's reach.
>Enough time for you to evaluate your enemy a little better, now that you were close and personal.
>Wow, she looked rough.
>Between the huge burn mark along her left side from Light, the ones you just gave her, the small shell cracks, the uselessly flopping right wing, and the still-present blood trickle from the mouth?
>This bug's taken a beating and a half, and is somehow still trucking.
>You'd be more impressed, if you weren't both extremely pissed, and trying to whack her bitch ass.

>>30769149
>And it looks like both sentiments are mutual, if her worsening perma-scowl was any indicator.
>While the two of you begin slowly circling one another again, you stow the staff on your back.
>It's too drained to be of any use right now.
>Though you do sneak the sonic focus on, while it's behind your back.
>Now that the area's clear of ponies, it should be safe to use, once your staff recharges a bit.
>If this was gonna be like last time, that should be pretty soo--
>"I should have killed you back at the castle."
>Wow, you didn't even need to start it, this time!
>Man though, does she sound pissed.
>More pissed than you, actually, which is quite a feat.
>"But I won't make that same mistake again."
>Don't rib her too much this time, Anon.
>You want her talking, to get some juice into your staff.
>...
>"What? Nothing to say? No smart little comments this time?"
"Not much I can really say, is there?"
>Man, not shit-talking her is harder than it looks.
>There's a four minute charge time on the staff, though.
>Even one minute would be helpful.
"I mean, a soul-stealing super bug came to my town, kidnapped my friends, and brought some monsters along, for... what, exactly?"
>You knew it, that hanging question was too much to resist.
>"You."
"Me?"
>"You've become a bothersome pest for my Lord. He sent me here to eliminate you, by any means necessary.
>"But now I see that you're worse than a pest. You're a huge danger. Pests don't kill five of my Lord's most powerful creations in one day."
"I'll take that as a compliment."