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Nightly Scilight Thread #146

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">when you realize school starts in less than 3 weeks" Edition

Previous thread: >>30667207

Archive of /nst/ greentext stories:
http://pastebin.com/u4qftzj5

Tips for potential writefags:
http://pastebin.com/V1ujiyJt
http://pastebin.com/whCQ2GpX
http://pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3

Updated Wiki: http://nst.wikia.com/wiki/NST_Wikia

All Human Twilight Sparkle content, such as greentext stories, art and discussion go here.

The original prompt:
>"Uhhh, mmm... Anon? W-what are you doing after school?"

Writefagging, drawfagging, discussion, and other SciTwi-related content are highly encouraged during "down time". New green, drawings, etc. are highly encouraged during these times
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>>30711844

>nightly
What are you, European?
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>>30711893
I hope not
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>>30711844
Look at her happy face.
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>>30711957

She has no idea what kind of hug is coming her way.
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>>30711996
Hug rape is perfectly legal
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>>30711902
Based.
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>>30712142

It doesn't make it any less demoralizing for it to fall upon you full force, especially when you're unwary.
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>Posts new content
>Gets ignored
never change /nestea/
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>>30713152
Rip Jeff
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>>30713164
>double ignored
kek
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>>30713185
???
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VINTAGE
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Did you ever stop to think you're endorsing a shitty product and no one cares so that's why no one replies?
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>>30714310
I just enjoy this place even if it has died down
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>>30714955
Wrong Twilight...?
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>>30714213
>we will never see her with this hair style
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>>30715088
>there will never be a nst animated series
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>>30715423
Which studio would you pitch the Nestea Show idea to? It can be anime ones too
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>>30715032
You obviously don't frequent this thread.
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>>30716290
did you draw that? it looks really cute
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>>30716867
Yes. Nothing brings me more joy than drawing Twiggy.
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>>30717726
I hope she isn't looking at you-know-who.
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What the writers of GoT did to Stannis I can never forgive.
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>>30718101
I just want her to be happy
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>>30718746
Not that way.
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Dykeshit is poison to Twilights and traditional Twilight values.
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>>30711844
>school starts in less than 3 weeks

DONT FUCKING REMIND ME

At least it's my last year of college.
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>>30718889
what are your pro tips anon?
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>>30716184
Trigger
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>>30719337
>Inferno Twi
>Space Twxie featuring OVA JUSTRIX

this needs to be kickstarted immediately
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>>30719354
>"Who are you?"
"I am Twilight T-2017, from HST--"
>"YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!"
"AHH! But I'm a massive dyke!"
>"YOU ARE FREE TO GO!"
"AAHH-- Wait. Do you have a girlfriend, Trixie?"
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Are YOU intelligent enough to appeal a Sci-Twi to marry her?

(Or maybe she likes hunky forest dudes, intellect doesn't matter. Who knows.)
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>>30721477
I like to collect old school pc games, watch star trek, build computers, do math, program, and play dnd for fun
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For the night is dark and full of terrors.
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>>30718649
>>30725018
Would sci-twi be a stannisfag?

ofc she'd prefer asoiaf over GoT, the T.V. show is fanfic trash, so her opinion wouldn't be clouded by the absolute destruction of his character on the show.
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>>30725051
The real question is, why wouldn't she be a Stannisfag?
Best character in ASOIAF besides Azor Jon.
(Gotta feel for Stannis on the next book since her daughter is gonna die to bring Jon back.)
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>>30725051
>the absolute destruction of his character on the show.
Pic related, to imply that Stannis would have willingly burn her daughter for a battle he could have won easily is stupid, as of the books, he told Massey that if something happened to him in battle, that they should do everything that is possible to put Shireen on the Iron Throne, in fact, the 20k mercenaries lended to him by the Iron Bank extend to his daughter.
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>>30727747
flat
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>>30727959
Twilight is very flat
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>>30728834
no she's not, she's one of the most dynamic characters in the series
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>>30729415
I meant her chest, sorry
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Sooo...
Anyone gonna spill the beans from Uotapo's new Patreon? Upload to imgur or something?
We have NSFW edits of this & more now.

Or are you guys too honourable for that?
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>>30730824
I wish I had the money to do that
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>>30730854
CUTE AND SEXY
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Scilight is a whore!
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>>30714310
thats just one of many reasons why i have stopped
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>>30733485
she cant even get dick
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>>30736267
I want to wake up to that every day
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>>30737916
Are Twilights taking it too far when they kidnap Shimmies to work in petting zoos like this?
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>>30738276
no, those shimmigrants are getting what they deserve
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>>30738276
Nothing is too far.
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Scitwi has a flat ass.
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>>30740087
igneous sedimentary metamorphic
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Does this general have any drawfags?

>>30725018

Pic related.
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>>30741548
Theres a few that come around every once in a while
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DID HE COME BACK
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>>30743263
YES!
MTG IS FINALLY BACK!
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>>30743369
WHERE'S EQGWF
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Haven't been here in a while. What new greentexts are there?
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BEST
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>>30744315
there were a few greentexts recently, Jeff started a DnD story last thread, and someone said that they were gonna write a trixie starlight 60s themed story which seemed pretty intresting
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>>30744584
I left about after the second chapter of Big Brother Shining Armor. So it's been a while. Any big stuff?
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>>30743369
He is?
I thought MTG was rangebanned.
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>>30744598
Lots.
Check the paste.
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>>30744535
FRIENDS
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>>30744725
Sometimes he comes back to call Dazzlingfags and Shimmerfags his sluts or some shit and disappears again
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>>30745279
Where to you think we are? The answer is always yes.
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>>30721477

Unless you are Charles Xavier, your brain will get you zero chicks. If you think you can outsmart a bitch who can tell within the first minute that she's not attracted to you then you're dumb as a rock. Also page 10 bump.
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>>30746720
What if I can outsmart her into rape?
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>>30721477
Yes.
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DEPORT
SHIMMIGRANT
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>>30748950
she's a big pony 4u
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>>30748950
Why does that look from an episode?
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>>30749824
because it was from the EQG glimglam episode
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"I-I-I'm not very sure about this Sunset."
>"You'll be fine, trust me," she says straightening your sweater.
"It's just I don't see how this will help me."
>"It will."
"Yes but how?"
>"Just... Look! There she is."
>She spins you around and puts a schoolbook in your hands.
>"Go and tell her she dropped this."
"I-Is this her's? Where did you get this?"
>"That's not important. Now go for her!"
>She gives you a push and goes to hide behind her locker's door.
>Thirty feet from you is Twilight, beautiful and elegant as always, talking with Dash.
>Oh god oh god, what do you do.
"Wh-What do I do?!"
>"Just be yourself Anon!"
"But I stutter around her!"
>"Girls like honesty so go!"
>W-Well...
>You timidly take a step forwards and look at them. They're laughing loudly about something. No, you can't do this.
>You turn back but you find Sunset watching from behind the door. She smiles and gives you a thumbs up.
>Y-You don't want to disappoint your only friend, do you?
>Ok ok ok ok ok. Ok. Let's do this.
>You breathe in a couple of times, and get your legs to carry you to them.
>You're gonna die.
>Your heart starts beating out of your chest as you approach her. You start blushing. This is worse than the two P.E. classes you did before you got to skip that altogether. The last of which you fainted.
>W-What if you faint in front of her?
>You can hear the jokes about the fainting boy. The mocking, the punny names.
>"So I went with Chad to the bar..." Twilight is saying.
>Then when you're almost by their side they both suddenly look at you.
>The laughter stops.
>You stop and think of running back to Sunset, but you're unable to move your legs again. Or even breathe.
>"Yes?" says Dash, looking at you with disdain.
>You try to get some words out but your vocal chords fail you. Or maybe it's your mind that went completely blank.
>Twilight rests a hand on her hip, looking down on you. You always forget she's taller than you. What were you thinking, you never had a chance.
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>>30751040
that mound on princess twi looks suspiciously like a ball sack.
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>>30751198
The portal gave her a little something extra.
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Why even bother with real women?
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got some more comin later
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Exterminate Timbers.
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Witch light when?
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>>30752542
Now!
I wish, I cant write
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>>30752194
Timbers are mindless parasites
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>>30711844
Is nightmare sparkle encouraged ITT?
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>>30755248
Neet

Sorry fresh of watching the movie
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>>30639681
>>30639733
>>30639779
>>30641758
>>30643507
>>30647089
Hi, all. >>30639612 here. Gonna post what I like to think of as a prologue now.
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>The night of the last day of Woodstock.
>Trixie Lulamoon just got a record deal with a record company who would like for her to play guitar songs for them.
>She attended and performed at Woodstock with her best friend Starlight Glimmer, who watched her play. It was a magical experience for both girls, even though that Trixie had no idea that Starlight was there in the audience.
>The concert was over, and Starlight had done everything she could to try and run into Trixie. But her luck just wasn’t up there, and Trixie didn’t notice her in the crowd.
>Now everyone either has left or are just leaving.
>But Starlight isn’t leaving. Not without Trixie by her side. Having not seen her in two years.
>At a last instant, she sees that tour van pull away. That familiar one that she remembered seeing Trixie in one time. It’s about to leave for good, and Trixie is going to be all over the nation indefinitely.
>But it can’t be too late. It just can’t be.
>From everyone else’s perspective, they see a girl running after that tour van to see her friend again. It’s a bit of an entertaining sight.
>But there is endlessly more going on in Starlight’s mind. For they do not feel what she feels. Even if they do know about it, they will never come even remotely close to understanding.
>The reason why Starlight runs after Trixie’s van after it drives away isn’t just because of love. It’s because of… everything. What Starlight is feeling cannot be summarized in a few words, or even a few sentences. The feeling goes beyond that.
>Starlight races into the darkness after the increasingly distant tail lights.
>Non-hesitantly choosing to keep going over her own well being.
>It may seem strange, but that’s only because this is something that only Starlight and Trixie can understand.
>It’s not just a feeling, it’s a story. It’s everything.
>…
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>>30756366
>Starlight and Trixie have lived in the same neighborhood for as long as they can remember. Since they were babies in 1950.
>They knew eachother since either preschool or kindergarten. One of those.
>Starlight and Trixie have been best friends since the 1st grade.
>Kept true to eachother and stuck by one another’s side ever since. Starlight was the clever girl while Trixie was the extrovert. Trixie loved to impress all of the other kids at school, and Starlight would help Trixie BS her way out of trouble every time she screwed up somehow.
>The 1950’s soon ended and gave way to the 60’s, and Trixie and Starlight grew a little older together.
>School got hard, but whatever. Starlight helped Trixie cheat on the tests. And she did her homework for her. Trixie helped starlight with presentations during which they had to speak in front of the class.
>They would help eachother sneak out at night, even though it wasn’t that hard in the early 60’s. At least for them. Middle school and high school prompted them to be a little more rebellious.
>Especially with the world changing around them. All of these underlying revolutions among the average everyday people in their lives.
>So many views… so many strong feelings. Changes dying to be made, resistance to the changes dying to keep things the way they were; the way they’ve always proven to have worked to some.
>It showed in the things like the music… how many things people were feeling. The things that pushed them to shoot beyond the moon and the stars themselves.
>To really get those feelings out there. To express everything that was going on inside. All those butterflies in your stomach, all those thoughts in your head, things you want to see in the world around you.
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>>30756371
>Trixie was a performer. She loved to entertain the other kids, and she did so well. Learning every trick in the book she could. Starlight was her loyal assistant who helped her learn these tricks. Ever since the elementary school talent shows.
>Competition ramped up into middle school. But Trixie was competitive and determined enough to keep her number one spot. She and Starlight obsessed over it, working together seemingly forever.
>Never really could succeed without Starlight’s help. The show was never complete, and Trixie wouldn’t know how to do everything.
>Meanwhile, at the beginning of high school, after puberty hit, Trixie help Starlight overcome social anxiety. Helped her learn how to talk to people effectively. Made her a bunch of new friends. It was almost like her doing it in return for helping her gain the spotlight.
>But NONE of Starlight’s friends got as close to Starlight as Trixie did. These two were two of a kind, and it seemed like they were the ONLY two people who shared a certain unspoken jive with one another.
>The years at Canterlot High went on, and times around the world got rough, as it could be heard about on the radio and seen on the news.
>Some of it was scary, other parts were entertaining to an extent. The war going on with that nation on the other side of the world had a lot of shocking moments, a lot of different opinions being thrown at it.
>A lot of people soon speaking out against it. Death was a scary thing, especially considering a scary way to die.
>Trixie’s parents had a lot to say about it, while Starlight’s parents did as well. They told Trixie and Starlight to never talk to the people who went out on the streets with signs.
>Which, of course, made the girls want to do it more.
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>>30756385
>There was one day after school where Trixie didn’t go straight home. She waited for Starlight to walk out of the school, then told her to follow her.
>They went into town together, meeting a few older guys there. There were a couple of other girls there with them.
>They listened to them rant on about their political opinions. Talked to them and followed them to some water tower somewhere where they looked around at the town.
>The older guys started to take in some pills, and Trixie wanted to have some too, but Starlight told her it was a bad idea.
>And Trixie did know they were doing drugs, and she wanted to do drugs too like all of the big stars on the big screen did, as she believed.
>She wanted to be just like them.
>But Starlight talked some sense into Trixie’s head, soon convincing her that they will come back the next day when they had more time to do drugs.
>The older guys tried to get Trixie and Starlight to stay, but the two girls left before they could catch up to them or figure out where they were going in before the drugs disoriented them too much.
>A couple of kids in the school marching band were found doing drugs behind the school, by Trixie. They didn’t want her to tell on them, so they tried to pay her a couple of dollars to keep quiet.
>But Trixie told them that she wanted a portion of their weed instead.
>However, a teacher started walking by too close for comfort when they were handing Trixie one of the blunts to smoke. They all scattered and Trixie was out of luck again.
>She later talked to Starlight about it, and was told that it’s just not worth it. At least not in school.
>The 60’s was a weird time. So many ups and downs. But damn if it didn’t build character. What a time for Trixie and Starlight to grow up.
>There was even a lot of drama at school, as well as full on conflicts regarding everything that was going on in the world. Driving many friends apart, making people hate eachother.
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>>30756389
>But Starlight and Trixie stayed in their own bubble of togetherness.
>These girls were absolute best friends, more than any other two kids at school. And it stayed that way for YEARS.
>Other friends came and went, some of them getting boyfriends or moving schools and leaving the social circle.
>Trixie was too vocal and awkward to get a boyfriend, but she didn’t care. She had the crowd and her best friends to help her win that crowd.
>Starlight liked to talk with a lot of her friends from time to time, but she rarely felt close to any of them. Not even a couple of boys who asked her out.
>She saw the couples break up after a while anyway. It was just a waste of time.
>There was a lot of fun to have anyway. And it was worth it with all of the other bad things happening in the world. People definitely need other people to keep themselves… and eachother happy. It was just necessary for most people. That’s just how humans get.
>The strict parents started to double down on their limitations of happiness, especially when they saw the protesters in the streets. Advocating for all sorts of rights.
>Civil rights… women’s rights, gay rights, the list goes on…
>Everything being talked about, with multiple different sides and points of view. The parents don’t like that.
>Sneaking out isn’t as easy anymore.
>Starlight’s parents tell her that if she gets a boyfriend, he better be not be for any of this. Trixie’s parents pretty much say the same thing.
>It isn’t long before Trixie thinks up the stunt of running way.
>Starlight’s jaw drops upon hearing about this. Immediately tells Trixie about how bad of an idea it is.
>Talks her out of it… on multiple occasions.
>Just like a lot of things in this time period, Trixie’s idea isn’t so easy to get rid of. But Starlight still stays by her best friend’s side no matter what.
>The tension isn’t enough to drive these two apart. Not even any other high school drama that comes their way.
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>>30756396
>Inseparable.
>They start hanging out with eachother more often to spite their parents. Whenever they can.
>They get closer.
>Sitting right up against eachother listening to the radio. Feeling better together than usual. The warmth of the other girl’s company being the escape from whatever they’re hearing about.
>And if it’s something good they hear about… then it’s something that enriches how they feel. They get closer no matter what.
>Some conversations lead to other conversations. They didn’t even realize they were holding hands.
>Making memories with the songs they were listening to.
>Starlight really had to convince Trixie to stay in town, promising that things were going to stop being so crazy. And to focus on everything good that was happening instead.
>Hugs can really make a person feel better.
>Starlight asks Trixie if it’s weird that they’re hugging eachother so often. It’s gotten to the point where they can’t go five minutes or so without it.
>Trixie was about to ask the same thing. She really wants to know now instead of asking later.
>It wouldn’t have seemed as weird if it were with a boy, but these two never let drama with a boy tear their blossoming friendship apart. Not like it absolutely would have, but neither girl cares.
>They have their performance in the talent shows that they care about more than friendships with anyone other than eachother. They know eachother more than anyone else could.
>Strengths, weaknesses, and everything in between.
>And that’s why this is not weird.
>They agree that it’s not weird. Besides, this would be okay with the people with the signs on the street, and they want to spite their parents anyway.
>The two girls spend a lot of time together with the door eventually being locked more often than not.
>Another year and a half goes by.
>…
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>>30756398
>Summer vacation is great. It’s KINO.
>School is over, and the students are all getting ready to be sent to Camp Everfree in the midst on the Spring/Summer of 1967.
>Sometime in Early June.
>A lot of music coming out is laid back and gives off good vibes, the air is warm, the hair is long, the times are just right for a good time.
>And Trixie’s parents recently found out about her plans to run away and try to start her own life in show business.
>This almost cost her the trip to Everfree in the first place. But Starlight helped her convince her parents to let her go. Helping her best friend BS her way out of a pickle once again.
>…
>And here everyone is.
>Most of the girls standing next to their boyfriends, with dirty looks on their faces that last all the way until they find out that girls and boys can’t stay in the same tents.
>A couple of the girls, however, seem more interested in the camp counselor, Timber Spruce. Some of them single, others looking to not play by the rules.
>Either way, this camp trip is for MUCH different purposes than the guys and girls there want.
>Starlight and Trixie are in the same tent with some third girl, and this is something not many of the other people here would see as… useful.
>But this is a bit different for Starlight and Trixie.
>Gloriosa immediately notices that these girls are absolute besties, but it’s impossible to know how close they truly are. Only Starlight and Trixie can know that fact as Gloriosa talks to them. They can feel it radiating in the atmosphere between eachother.
>Even though Gloriosa seems like she’d never scorn them for being so close, it’s still an exciting little secret to keep anyway. Because it’s some sort of big middle finger to the meaner half of the world out there.
>The 60’s is such an interesting time to live in.
>…
>. . .
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>>30756403
>A lot of fun camp activities are offered here at Camp Everfree. All the way until mid to late August right before everyone went home.
>Trixie and Starlight are next to eachother during most of these activities, participating just like the other guys and girls here.
>High jinx and shenanigans ensue among a lot of people, but Starlight and Trixie stay to the side with smiles on their face. Blushing smiles.
>For they know that the real fun begins at night.
>In their tent.
>More hours go by, the sun scoots across the sky.
>The smell of pine and firewood spills all throughout the camp as campfires are started. The warm breeze flows through hair… flames encircled by rocks flickering in the same breeze.
>Memories are being made just like how they always were.
>What a strange time to be alive.

This story doesn't exactly follow a linear patter as you can probably see, but I'll try to make it as followable as I can. More later.
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>>30756412
Are you a brand new writefag? This doesn't feel like it's your first time writing green. It's pretty deep imo
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>>30757681
I have a feeling hes a good guy
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Bitchlight when?
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>>30760123
2010-11
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>>30760160
I feel so old knowing the age of the show
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>Come and jump ropes with The Great And Powerful Trixie and listen to her talk about amazing annie-may shows!
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>>30762108
she's so cute
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>>30762160
Trissie is of great and powerful, da
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>>30765448
AHHHHHHHHHH
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>>30766334
I have to say your faces are on point
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Unpopular opinion: Sansa is a piece of shit and I am glad she got raped in the series.
Unpopular opinion 2: Arya is right about what she told Sansa and should kill her while there is time.
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>>30767767
Watch out boy she'll chew you up. She's a Twi-Eater.
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Shitlight!
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>>30770276
she isnt shit
she is gold
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>>30711844
It's shocking to me, coming back after so long. Did we ever hear from EqGWritefag?
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>>30773097
>It's shocking to me, coming back after so long. Did we ever hear from EqGWritefag?
The Palaiologos dynasty was really based.
Too bad they let their Empire get decentralised, idiots should have crushed the Turks when they could.
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>>30711893
NO FUCK HEAD. IM INDONESIAN.
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>>30773117
yeah they wrote a couple of oneshots
im not even joking
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>>30773376
>yeah they wrote a couple of oneshots
im not even joking
It's said that the last emperor of the Byzantine Empire was taken from the battlefield by an Angel, just as the Ottoman forces slipped through the gates and put him safe on a cave deep bellow Constantinople and turned him to stone.
They say that the Marble King will return, to recover Constantinople and form the Roman Empire once more.
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>>30771996
Any stories here with Zesty?
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>>30775037
milflight when?
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>>30776427
thats velvet
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>>30776427
She has to have kids first, Anon
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"Kill the girl Twilight Sparkle, and let the woman be born"
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>>30778198
Shut up Maester Celestia. You should have claimed your title when you could.
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"What about Aerys Targaryen? What did the Mad King say when you stabbed him in the back? I never asked. Did he call you a traitor? Did he plead for a reprieve?"
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>>30779684
I was supposed to change the name for Nightmare Moon and "king" for "queen".
But you get it, now laugh.
Anyway, Robert was a fucking hypocrite since his bloodline has Targaryen blood. The way I see it, House Baratheon is to House Targaryen what House Karstark is to House Stark.
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>>30778497
>tfw celestia will never have kids
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>>30781121
All of her subjects are her children
If she could she would make everyone pancakes with happy faces on them
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>>30779684
HOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRR
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>>30781426
GoT is shit
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More 60's Dykeshit when?
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>>30781711
It ends with everyone dying just like life.
And life is shit.
Coincidence?
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>>30781711
Yeah no shit sherlock. It's basically a really bad fan fiction.
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>>30783111
NST>GoT
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>>30783111
Last episode was a testament of this.
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>>30783736
I dont watch GoT, can I have an explination
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>>30784704
character runs the equivalent distance of 11 marathons in the middle of a freezing winter, then has a raven fly hundreds of miles south to warn this chick with dragons about an army of zombies, who then flies her dragons up hundreds of miles north all in like a day to burn them all.
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I want to bully weeblight
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>>30784967
>bullying
That's 3 months in the slammer for you, punk
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>>30785034
Is Sunset cosplaying as Poison?
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>>30785071
That all depends on if you think she's packing
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>>30785116
I was just trying to bait someone so i'd have an excuse to post this picture
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>>30785130
It's a very nice picture
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>>30784704
>>30784785
Not only that but they wrote one of the main characters to win some time (by killing some low tier enemies for no reason at all) for the Big Bad so that he would kill a dragon, just because "muh epic ice dragon lmao".
Also they killed (again) off the uncle of said character for no reason at all.
And the Big Bad didn't kill the dragon where all the important characters were standing (said dragon was vulnerable, the biggest one and immobile), he killed one that was flying.
The only thing on this season that I could see happening in the next book is Arya shitting on Sansa (because Sansa is a fucking insufferable cunt).
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>>30787894
>tfw she wasn't in the specials
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>>30788357
She was, she just turned pink and wore a beanie.
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Reminder, Timber is pounding Scilights loose autistic pussy.
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>>30788839
rape is illegal
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>>30789662
she said she was 18
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>>30789678
still rape
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>>30787894
Crack ship?
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>>30790920
Crack ship.
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>>30788803
But that was Sunset's wife, silly man
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>>30794863
does cinch force her girls to wear their skirts that short?
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>>30795389
yes because she's a huge pervert
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>>30795389
Because she wants them to get teen pregnant
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>>30795389
Yea she's like Herbert.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=JwsNxrSnQ1Q
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>>30795488
>you will never be the principal of a private prep school forcing girls to prance around the campus in skirts that barely covers their butts
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Would you a FatLight?
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>>30797579
no because I dont have a fat fetish
ill accept chubby, but not morbidly obese
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>>30799812
Glimmigrants were a mistake
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>>30799866
what, because you can't resist their charm?
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>>30800110
No, because they keep hogging all of the goddamn ice cream!
Some poor Twilights have to go with only one scoop while they get two!
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I know that this isnt what /mlp/ or /nst/ is meant for
but here is the story of Half Life 3
https://github.com/Jackathan/MarcLaidlaw-Epistle3/blob/master/Epistle3_Corrected.md
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Obliviouslight when?
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>>30801618
Oblivionlight when
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Twilight is a Stacey pretending to be a nerd
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>>30800940
>[midnight sparkle intensifies]

Fuck I like the premise of Princess Twi pissing off regular Twi so much she becomes Midnight so much I'm going to write fanfic
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>>30802644
>Princess Twi pissing off regular Twi
you mean regular twi pissing off sci twi right?
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>>30797716
Based Anon.
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>>30800542
So that basically means we are never going to see the release of the game, right?
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>>30803559
Eye of the beholder
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>>30806765
Sunset x Pone Twiggles is better than Sunset x Human Twiggles
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>>30806770
its so repeatable :^)
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Fucking Roastielight
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>>30804785
Oh my yes
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Dayman (Fighter of the Nightman)
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>>30809424
AaAAAAaAaAaAaAahhhh~
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If you have a penis, remember to pee after you masturbate (or after you have sex, if you are not an unwashed virgin), not doing so can cause erectile dysfunction, among other problems.
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>>30813980
wait really?
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Twilight is for friendship only!
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>No Jeff
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>>30816699
>no gf
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>>30817763
Jef > gf
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>>30817885
I want a booknerd jeffriend.
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>>30817763
>tfw no gf(male).
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>>30818320
>ywn date jeff
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>>30821070
>no wings
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>>30821106
even better
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>>30821106
Not the artists' fault that they actually put more thought into that than the actual animators
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Why doesn't Sci-Twi ask her parents to help out Sunset since it's obvious they're absolutely LOADED? She seems like she lives on a tight budget, being in high school and in a parallel universe & all.
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>>30822849
Because she secretly hates illegal Shimmigrants.
I bet she posts about it on /pol/ every single day.
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Deus Ex is the best game in existence.
MGS2's toying with real world implications is nothing compared to Deus Ex's name dropping and touching themes like the world being controlled by the 1%.
Also it does Artificial Intelligence better than MGS2.
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>>30823271
Your appointment to FEMA should be finalized within the week, I've already discussed the matter with the senator
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If you are washing the dishes, don't use a sponge, it contains more putrid shit than a toilet.
Instead wash your hands first and use your hand to clean them plates, that way you won't get super HIV (yes, it exists).
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>super HIV (yes, it exists).
It happens when two different strains inhabit the same host, so those strains combine and create a new one, which is more powerful.
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>>30824744
>>30826035
kill yourself you walking AIDS case
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>>30826035
was super aids in DMT?
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>>30822916
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>>30828581
pure kino OC
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>>30828581
fucking purple people
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>>30828675
I do it all for (You)s
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>>30828581
I was thinking exactly that.
Thank you for falling for my keikaku.
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>>30826275
Nah, that was super cancer.
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Reminder that Dumb&Dumber wrote Jaime to charge at Daenerys with a spear instead of throwing it so that she wouldn't die.
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>>30828691
Thank (You)
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>>30831615
>ywn go to school with twi
Why live?
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>>30834845
is that...
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>>30834854
yes it is
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https://pastebin.com/5gdQTyPr

Continuing this DnD Twi story. Sorry it took a while, the weird creative drought is still hitting me like a bitch.

>For the first time since you’ve known her, Ms. Harshwhinny looks truly at a loss for words
>The calculating stare that usually adorns her face evaporates, leaving her looking, for lack of a better phrase, like a proper deer-in-the-headlights
>”Excuse me?”
>Her incredulity just makes your embarrassment that much worse; you can feel the fuzzy-hot flush of it spreading across your cheeks
>But you’re in too deep, and your pride won’t let you back out now
“I, um… c-c-could use a ride to my friend’s house. If that’s okay.”
>”That’s understandable. I’m more than willing to provide transportation to a student in need, especially in weather like this. I’m more confused about the second part.”
“Well, you know…”
>”What are you asking of me, Ms. Sparkle?”
>A bead of sweat drips down to rest at the tip of your nose
“N-nothing! Not asking anything, just offering. You know, if you’re not doing anything. We could always use more p-players and you looked so lonely— I mean, uh…”
>The bead of sweat is tickling your nose, resulting in your eyes watering
>Harshwhinny balks
>”Lonely? W-what on earth do you mean?”
“I didn’t mean it like that! Just, um…”
>”I can assure you I am not lonely in the slightest! My solitude is, obviously, purely for professional reasons.”
>Both you and her have raised your voiced far above what’s normally expected in an indoor environment
“I know! I promise I didn’t mean it like that! J-just, um…”
>That’s exactly how you did mean it
>”Then explain yourself, Ms. Sparkle. Asking a teacher to join you in a private venue is highly unorthodox.”
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>>30835684
>You freeze for a moment, your brain seizing on what to say next
>Outside, the storm is picking up in force, and rain is lashing wickedly against the windowpanes
>Harshwhinny realizes she’s raised her voice a bit too much too, and lets it drop back down
>”What is the meaning of this request?”
“I, um… n-never mind. I’m sorry.”
>Harshwhinny’s face softens very, very slightly, just enough for you to notice
>”That was not me declining your invitation. I’m just… somewhat confused. I’ve never had a student want to spend *more* time with me, before. I can’t help but be a little bewildered.”
“What do you mean?”
>”Ms. Spark— Twilight. You don’t honestly think I’m unaware of my own reputation, do you?”
“I guess not.”
>”Well, of all the teachers to invite to spend time with you and your friends, why me?”
“Because…”
>For a moment, you wonder if you should construct some elaborate lie about her “seeing the real you,” or something similarly cheesy
>But she’d probably see right through it
“Because you’re a lot nicer than most people give you credit for. And I think it’s time one of us gave you a chance. And, I dunno, I just have have this random hunch that it’d be… kinda fun.”
>That gets Harshwhinny to smile
>”I could use a fun night, I suppose.”
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>>30835691

>After giving your teacher a few minutes to pack her things, you meet Ms. Harshwhinny by the school’s front entrance
>Through the glass panels laid into the doors, you can see thick, dark sheets of water lashing across the street, whipped into a frenzy of droplets by the howling wind
>Harshwhinny draws her mouth in a line, and passes you her umbrella
>”Here. My car’s the red Pontiac there, by the streetlight.”
>You follow where she’s pointing, noticing that there’s almost a hundred feet between you and the vehicle
“Ma’am, isn’t that a bit much? You’ll get soaked without the umbrella.”
>Harshwhinny shrugs
>”I’ll manage. I’m not going to prioritize myself over a student. Now *that* would be highly unprof—”
“We could share it.”
>Harshwhinny blinks
>”I mean, I suppose we could. It’s not particularly roomy…”
>When you realize the implications, a warm flush starts to spread across your cheeks
>But your pride won’t permit you to back out now
“It’s better than one of us getting soaked, right?”
>”True. Just… stay close to me, I guess.”
>The two of you step outside, sheltering briefly under the entrance’s awning while Harshwhinny fumbles with the umbrella
>When she gets it open, you see she wasn’t lying about the lack of roominess
>There’s barely enough space for one person beneath the thing’s purple folds (the same color as her suit, by the way; you wonder if that was intentional), let alone two
>Harshwhinny holds the umbrella up, and gestures stiffly for you to join her
>In order to fit, you have to squish up against her side, your cheek pressing against her shoulder
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>>30835684
>the weird creative drought is still hitting me like a bitch.
is it the "back to school drought"?
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>>30835698
>And as she steps out from beneath the awning and into the storm, you can’t help but notice two very surprising physical characteristics about your teacher:
>1. She’s crazy tall. Like, your eyes are about level with her collarbone. It’s weird that you’ve never noticed it before, but then again, she’s usually behind a desk or lecturing at the front of the room, where proportions are much harder to truly feel.
>2. She’s soft. For a fairly obvious reason, you just sort of had this unconscious idea that Harshwhinny’s body would have the texture of bricks in a pillowcase. But she actually has this sort of motherly comfort to her body which, well, is more than a little weird to be experiencing like this.
>The two of you walk in a slow, matched lock step, your hair tousled by the wind and your eyes stung by the whirling mist
>Neither of you can manage to look at or speak to each other until you get to the car; doing so would simply be too awkward
>When you do get there, Harshwhinny unlocks it and then holds the umbrella over your head while you get in
>She hurries quickly to the seat next to you, wiping water off her shoulders
>”Well that…”
“That was rough.”
>”Yes.”
>Harshwhinny sneezes, fishing a half-soaked napkin out of her pocket to wipe her nose
>”So, where are we headed?”

>The drive to Starlight’s has a weirdly nightmarish quality to it
>It’s hard to explain; sort of a combination of the surreality of being sandwiched in a tiny Pontiac (which is not as spotlessly clean as you’d think; the floor is covered with granola bar wrappers and Panera receipts, as well as quite a few empty Dunkin Donuts coffee cups) with your teacher, plus the green-black sky above you, mixed in with the fierce drumming of the rain on the window and the fact that Harshwhinny’s stereo is tinny and staticy
>She keeps looking like she’s about to apologize for it, but then thinks better of it
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>>30835703
Don't know. I've just felt dead 90% of the time for the past month or so.

>>30835704
>The two of you don’t talk much for a lot of the trip
>You get the feeling she probably feels as awkward as you do, judging by the way her fingers drum the steering wheel, and how she occasionally flicks her eyes over to your seat, as if mentally reminding herself that you’re actually here
>”So, um…”
“Yeah?”
>”We’re playing a game, you said?”
“Yep.”
>”What sort?”
“It’s an RPG.”
>”I see.”
>Riveting stuff right here
>Harshwhinny awkwardly flicks her tongue between her lips
>”And what’s that?”
“Oh, it’s, uh… kind of like a, uh…”
>You’ve rehearsed explanations as to why RPG-gaming is a patrician topic in your head about a dozen times
>But now that you actually need to explain it, you’re having about as much difficulty as if she’d just asked you to explain mid-century French poetry
“You make a character. And you try to act like you’re them, kinda playing as them, I guess, and you go on adventures…”
>Harshwhinny perks up a bit
>”So it’s like acting?”
“Yeah! Kinda like that.”
>”I always liked acting. CHS’s theater program used to be pretty good, too. Before the state defunded us, we’d put on school-wide productions twice a year. They rented out the repertoire downtown and everything. It used to be a pretty big event.”
“That sounds so cool. Why’d you get defunded?”
>”Oh, you know how it is. Budget cuts here or there, nobody really knows what they’re doing. Typical unprofessionalism. But they were wonderful while they lasted…”
“Were you in any of them?”
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>>30835721
>”All of them, every year. It was what I lived for.”
“Who did you play?”
>”Oh, I wasn’t an actor. I was stage manager. I wanted to act, but they said I was too stiff. Imagine that.”
>Harshwhinny gives you a wry grin, and it takes you solid second to process that she just made a joke
>She knows how to do that?
“Well, I mean, that’s still important.”
>”Oh, very much so. And I was good at it. But still, I always kinda wished that…”
>Harshwhinny trails off
>”Hah, look at me. Already rambling. It’s been so long since I’ve thought about those days…”

>The rain still hasn’t let up when you get to Starlight’s house
>Outside the car, the sky’s gone from an ugly gray-green to solid black, as more and more swollen clouds role in to dump sheets of water across the suburban streets
>Harshwhinny pulls up behind Trixie’s battered Civic, which is easy to identify by the “Sorry girls, I’m gay!” bumper sticker on the back
>In a rare act of self-awareness for Trixie, you’re pretty sure she actually understands the inherent double-entendre there
>After killing the ignition, your teacher pauses
>”Are you… are you sure I won’t be upsetting things by being here?”
“Nah, of course not.”
>”I won’t make anything weird? You’re certain of that?”
“Things usually get pretty weird on their own, so…”
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>>30835732
>You shrug
>”Alright. They at least know I’m coming, right?”
>Oops
“Uh…”
>”You forgot to tell your friends you were bringing your teacher?”
>Harshwhinny sounds somewhere between angry and horrified
“It kinda just slipped my mind.”
>You shrug, and Harshwhinny shrugs
>”I can’t do this to them. I’m sorry, Twilight. I’ll drop you off here, but—“
“Aww, come on. Look, I know it’ll be a little weird, but two thirds of the people in there would really love to have a new player.”
>”…who’s the other one-third?”
“Moondancer. When we tried to invite Sunset Shimmer, Moon hissed at her.”
>”Good lord.”
“Don’t worry though, she’s mellowed out. Sorta.”
>That gets another wry smile out of her
>”Certainly sounds much more interesting than my usual Friday night.”
“Yeah! So…”
>You gesture towards the front of the tiny one-level house, where the flickering porchlight tries its best to penetrate the drizzly gloom
“Eh?”
>Harshwhinny sighs
>”At the very least, I’m sure I’ll have some interesting stories to tell after this.”
“That’s the spirit! And kind of the whole point, too…”
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>>30835740

>Again, the two of you find yourselves squished together under the umbrella
>About halfway up the path, Harshwhinny’s dainty three-inch heels slip on the wet pavement
>With a yelp, she goes stumbling backwards, and you (displaying a weirdly proficient level of coordination) immediately wrap an arm around her waist to keep her from toppling over
>She steadies herself, leaning against you as she catches her breath
>”Sorry about that.”
“You’re fine.”
>The two of you both jump when you hear the front door slam open
>”Hey Twilight! Hey… Ms. Harshwhinny!?”
>Trixie’s standing in the doorway, already dressed in her Saitama pajamas and holding a half-drained MTN DEW bottle in her right hand
>She strikes a pose, pointing the bottle dramatically towards your teacher
>”What are YOU doing here!?”

https://youtu.be/nBfk4V4ajAE

>Harshwhinny smiles and gives an awkward little wave
>”Um, hello, Ms. Lulamoon”
>She notices that the two of you are still in a half-embrace, and immediately scoots away, accidentally half-stepping into the rain in the process
>”I, well, was invited. To play your game. By Twilight.”
>She winces, as if expecting some disgusted reaction from the pajama-clad weeaboo in front of her
>But you doubt Trixie even has the capability of being disgusted by anything that isn’t either a dubbed anime or a vegetable
>”Awesome! I didn’t know old ladies even played DnD!”
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>>30835746
>Harshwhinny nearly chokes
>”I’m… I’m not that… not that old…”
>She looks at you, as if expecting reassurance
>You just shrug
“She blurts out anything that comes into her head. Don’t take it personally.”
>Harshwhinny harumphs, and the two of you head inside
>Or, rather, you try to
>Trixie hounds you the entire way, peppering Harshwhinny with questions
>”So, do you agree with Trixie that DnD is a fundamentally broken game that encourages minmaxing and template-based characters that ultimately end up being playing pieces far more often than actual characters?”
>”I, um, don’t really know. I haven’t gotten to experience—“
>”Because Trixie *really* thinks we should play a better game. There’s lots of games that do DnD better than DnD itself! In fact, Trixie’s memorized the core rules of two dozen of them. We could try something with a *way* more epic feel. Trixie loves when her games are epic! DnD never really gets that epic because your characters only develop in how much damage they can do, and not in—“
“Uh, Trixie, I think we’re just gonna stick with a normal-person game for now.”
>”Hmph. Normal-people games might be fine for the roleplaying initiates like you. But for a real patrician like Trixie, you need something with a lot more flare! Trixie still suggests we should play her favorite immortal-samurai game, Way of the Eternally Exalted Budokai! But Trixie likes to call it W.E.E.B.”
>Harshwhinny looks over at you with drowning eyes
>”I think I realize what it’s like to be in one of my lectures…”

More coming tomorrow night.
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>>30835698
>>In order to fit, you have to squish up against her side, your cheek pressing against her shoulder
>shoulder
WHY NOT HER TIDDIES
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>>30835758
Trixie is a true patrician
someone make a trixie chad, virigin twilight meme
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>Procrastinate so hard on laboratory reports that you have to make 10 in a row on a single night or you won't pass the year.
Feels great.
I could probably bullshit my way out of the deadline though, considering all the professors love me for no reason at all.
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>>30830521
>tfw the only plot string of this season you can see happening in the books is not even a major one.
Poor Littlefinger though.
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>>30835698
>harshwhinny drives the same car as me

What does this mean.
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>>30837486
Are you a MILF?
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>>30838426

No but I'm about to drive to the liquor store so I can forget my loneliness
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>>30835758
This is a cute story
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>>30838631
I wish I could be lonely with you.
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>>30841025
>inb4 we all turn into girls so the dykeshit can commence
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>>30835586
Too bad that story is DED
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>>30843408
STOP WITH THE REFERENCES
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>>30843438
>tfw am a reference
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NEETlight when?
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>>30751068
oh shit
>Twilight rests a hand on her hip, looking down on you. You always forget she's taller than you. What were you thinking, you never had a chance.
taller yeees
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>nightly thread
>it's been over two weeks since thread started and will probably be at least another week before it hits bump limit

You guys are officially closer to being the monthly SciTwi thread rather than the nightly SciTwi thread.
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>>30845056
(You)
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>>30846228
Shimmigrants get out
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is Shatner a nstfag?
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>>30841298
If you and your fat otaku sperg friends both were turned into cute girls, would you fuck each other?
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>>30841298
I enjoy my dick, and enjoy boipucci. I only like very petite women so I wouldn't enjoy dykeshit at all.
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>>30841298
>>30848016
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>>30848657
>ywn be the loli on cocaine
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And people called me a shitposter because I said that the trend of online e-(((""""sports""""))) would ultimately harm real good videogames.
Fucking Valve.
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>>30711844
Are there any good Anon x Twilight greens so I can flagrantly self insert?
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>>30716184
I'd let Justin Roiland do the whole thing by himself, without Jews and executives and feminists telling him what to say.
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>>30850778
>Googas 2: Nestea Edition.
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>>30850771
Alt Sci-Twi&Anon.
SciTwi and Anon.
Among others.
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>>30815313
Have we ever gotten a green with a big tittied Sci-light?
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>>30851341
probably
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>>30851341
There is a lewd short written by a titan of time called Chronos.
It should be found inside the M.U.P.P.E.T. green.
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>>30851928
I need to reread muppet
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>>30725051
>watching the TV series
>ever
For some reason every, and I mean EVERY single TV adaptation blotched everything in literary works.

I blame the PC crowds intermingling with ADD crowds.
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Antifa = domestic terrorist group.
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AAHAGAHAHAHAHAHAGAHAGAGAHDAGAGSFSHDAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!UNO"!!!!!!!!!11111!!!!!!
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>>30855772
are you okay?
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>>30855772
>rarity reading butts butts butts
slut
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>>30851291
MUPPET is also good if you enjoy sweater puppies and cuckoldry
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>>30803945
>That subject.
It's a nice joke I'll give them that.
Now, off I go to shitpost on /a/.
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>It’s kind of weird, now that you think about it.
>”And then, would you believe it…”
>This purple stick.
>”She called me an egghead before laughing at her own joke.”
>This purple stick, with her lips always curled up into a gleeful smile, speaks to you more than pretty much anyone else.
>Twilight takes a moment to run a hand through her hair, seemingly trying to remember something else about her day, of which was riddled with teenage problems and bickering.
>Just as she's in the process of reaching for another handful of chips does she grow a wide smile, a finger shooting up at the sky.
>”Oh, right!”
>Raising a brow at the youngling but remaining quiet, you take another drink from your beer and gesture for her to continue.
>She takes a moment to compose herself, relaxing further into her usual seat on your bed, though her voice comes out much less confident than before.
>”Soooo, I was wondering…”
>She twiddles with her thumbs for a second, eyes darting between her hands and you.
>Is…
>Is she blushing?
>”Would you, uh, you know, maybe…”
>You can’t help but smirk as her eyes dart to and fro, as if she's done something wrong.
>Kind of reminds you of your first talk with her, all those many years ago.
>...Shit, has it really been that long since Dancer's tenth birthday party?
>”D’ya wanna’ come and see the midnight release too?”
>Blinking, you look up with wide eyes to Twilight.
>Letting your brain process her words for a moment, you eventually relax back into your seat beside her.
>Right.
>You promised Dancer to give her rides to and fro the movies later tonight.
>Honestly, you have to muddle over your response.
>Can't let them know that you were going to go regardless.
>Not that you cared for the movie or anything, far from it, but there's no way in Hell that you were just going to let the two go to the theaters alone at such an hour.
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>>30856676
>Stealing a chip from Twilight's palm, you pretend to think it over as you chew.
"...Sure, guess I don't have anything else pla—"
>”TWIIIIIIGY!”
>Blinking, both of you look to the doorway despite knowing that the voice came from the room adjacent to yours.
>Twilight sits up from her previously relaxed position, her hands forming an ad hoc cone around her mouth.
>”Yeah, Moonie?”
>Silence is your only reply for a moment, to which you and Twilight share a skeptical glance.
>”I NEED HELP WITH MY COSTUME!”
>Twilight, sending a bashful smile your way, shrugs before making a hasty retreat from your room.
>Her footsteps soon fade behind your sister's door, her giddy voice following the shut of the door.
>Shaking your head, you eventually get up and shut your own door before returning to your computer.
>As much of a genius as young Twilight is, she's never closed your door.
>Maybe she does it just to vex you?
>Probably.
>Plopping your ass back your chair before the computer, you idly scratch at your chin.
>Finally, some personal time away from lifting, cooking for all these little shits, and driving Moonie everywhere.
>...Maybe it’s time to finally do some research on this “Phoenix Ranger Featherman R” that those two are always watching reruns of in the living room?
>...
>Glancing back at your door, you ponder your options for several seconds before scurrying for the lock.
>Ctrl+Shift+N.
>...
>......
>Glancing back at your watch, you stare at the dimly lit numbers.
>11:10 PM.
>Little shits should be ready by now, what with their constant, “We gotta’ be early, Anon!” and “We gotta’ get those top-tier seats, Twiggy, nothing but the best!”
>Bah.
>Removing yourself from the side of the car, you try and ignore the night's gentle breeze as you make way for the front door.
>Upon opening it, you’re met with an empty living room.
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>>30856680
>Well, 'empty' would only mean 'empty' in terms of people.
>Place is still littered with bags of chips, soda, and cards.
>Such is the sad state of the living room each Friday night when Twi—
>”We’re ready, Anon!”
>The words are immediately followed by a small set of playful punches to your back, of which may or may not have caused your bladder to panic, if just for a moment.
>Taking in a calming breath, you slowly turn to look down at the two little shits...
>Both of them are clad in skin-tight outfits from their favorite show.
>Boots, helmets, the whole nine motherfucking yards.
>Where the hell did they even get these costumes?
>”Ha!" says the one in the pink costume.
>You instantly recognize her voice as Twilight.
>She grabs the purple ranger by the arm, who you deduce as Moon Dancer, before giving her a delighted shake.
>This causes the shorter of the two to stumble and nearly fall in place.
>”Speechless!” Twilight says with a finger pointed at you.
>She giggles to herself for a moment before striking a pose that harkens back thoughts of Captain Ginyu.
>You and Dancer share a look as the pink-clad woman giggles at her own antics.
>...Or at least you think you do.
>It’s kind of hard to tell, what with that helmet and all.
>Dancer eventually settles with a shrug before pointing at Twilight.
>”When you’re going to eventually laugh, laugh at her, it was Twiggy’s idea.”
>”N-Nani?”
>Your chuckle certainly doesn’t help the situation, though you turn around and to lock the door as the two begin their usual bickering.
>”You’re the one who got me into Featherman in the first place!”
>”Irrelevant.”
>”You’re also the one who wanted to cosplay!”
*Ka-chink.*
>”But I never thought you’d actually order—”
>Patting both of the little shits on their respective helmets, you gently turn their heads towards the driveway.
“So how about that mov—”
>”SHOTGUN!”
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>>30856686
>Aaaaaand there goes Twilight, racing off towards the car.
>You and Dancer share another glance before sharing a shrug.
>Patting her on the helmet once more, you let out another small chuckle at the duo.
“You sure know how to pick ‘em, little D.”
>She shakes her head to try and free it of your grasp.
>You only release your grip after knocking a little tune on her helmet with your knuckles.
>She returns the gesture by punching you in the arm.
>The sting lasts for only a moment, but by then you’re already making way for the car.
>Rolling your shoulders, you eventually settle into the driver's seat and shove the key in the ignition.
>Letting go a slow breath as you relax into your seat, you can't help but imagine what types of people will be at the theaters tonight.
>Maybe they'll be fully functional and respectable members of society?
>Maybe they'll—
>You're torn from your thoughts by Twilight fiddling with the radio.
>"Try picking something that's not dreck this time, Twiggy."
>"Pfft, I always pick the best music."
>She looks up to you, her helmet now on her lap, her eyes revealing almost as much joy as her smile.
>"Right, Anon?"
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>>30856692
Well, wanted to give ya'll some of that promised Moon Dancer green, though this one more or less focuses on Scilight at the moment, I'll be sure to update it later with more emphasis on REEEE hoers. Feels good to be back writing for ya'll, hiatus was taken because of military, a huge case of soul-searching, and a bunch of other dumb shit. Will have an update either tomorrow or Sunday for this, to which it'll probably end.
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>>30856557
Who doesn't want to read about butts?
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>>30857054
princes twi
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This is why fimfiction was made. Pastebins for coding.
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>>30857934
Ya can't put greentext on Fimfic
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>>30858408
greentext > fanfiction
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>Raising a brow, you settle for tousling the little shit’s hair before turning your attention back to the driveway.
>Right.
>”See? Best. Music.”
>”Nuh uh.”
>”Yeah huh!”
>”Nuh uh!”
>What a time to be alive.
>Pulling the vehicle out of the driveway and setting her down the path to the local theater, you let another chuckle escape you as the bickering only furthers.
>”This music is shit.”
>”No you—”
>”SHIIIIIT!”
>Such is the life of the big brother.
>...
>......
>”Hey, little D?”
>Eyes going wide, you shake yourself awake and look up to see Anon’s eyes through the rear-view mirror.
>You have to force that smile away, lest he think that you’re excited to talk to him.
“Yeah?”
>He snaps a few times before opening his door and stepping out.
>”We’re here.”
>Thankfully you’ve still got your helmet on at this point, so he can’t see you yawn.
>Nor can he see the bags under your eyes.
>Another day, another all-nigh—
>”C’mon, reveille, reveille, up and attem!”
>He’s already opened your door and is looking down at you with a shit-eating grin.
>Peering over his shoulder is your best friend, Twilight.
>She’s giddy as can be.
>Whether that’s over being able to spend the night with you or being in such close proximity to Anon, you’ll never know.
>Grumbling, you stretch in your seat before unbuckling.
“I’m coming, I’m coming…”
>Giving you space to exit, Twilight and Anon stand some way off in the parking lot.
>Their idle chatter gives you reason to curse under your breath.
>Why doesn’t Anon ever try to talk to you?
>Stretching a bit further, you eventually fall in line behind the other two.
>”Ready?”
>You and Twilight nod in unison.
>And so you begin to walk towards the cinemas.
>All the while as you and Twilight begin to talk about the blockbuster you’re about to witness, though, you can’t help but feel your gut churning with each step you take forwards.
>People.
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>>30860870
>You can just make out their forms lining up outside the ticket booths.
>Unknown people.
>Judgemental people.
>Horrible, horrible people.
>This was a mistake.
>...
>......
>It’s kind of hard to contain your laughter, but you manage to hold.
>Your bottom lip feels like it’s about to bleed, but you lightly elbow Twilight in the side again, both of you in stitches.
“Y-you see the guy with the tail?”
>Her breathing gets incredibly strained as she notices the behemoth of a person just some-twenty-odd feet away.
“Six hundreds pounds of health and counting!”
>Noticing a few heads turn your way, you suck in a breath before putting on a bored face.
>C’mon…
>Pulling out your phone, eyes still loitering on you, you begin to idly check the thing.
>No friends to really text and nothing else to really do, but you still try to act busy nonetheless.
>Twilight, however, can still be heard laughing off to your right.
>Some seconds pass, and eventually do the stares subside.
>Soon as they do, you playfully smack Twilight on the shoulder.
“Fuckin’ smooth, purple.”
>You don’t dare hide the smirk as she looks up to you, the young woman still clutching her sides as you can hear faint echoes of her laughter from the helmet.
>”I… I can’t!”
>Shaking your head, you knock twice on her helmet before turning back to your phone.
>11:33 PM.
“Should start selling the tickets any minute now…”
>Shoving the thing back into your pocket, you note that Twilight’s calmed her breathing and is in the process of taking a few calming breaths.
>Man, you haven’t even started to parooze the bunch of fans to the left.
>For instance…
>Exhibit one.
>There’s the mentally disturbed manchild over yonder trying to pull off a dress, of which is followed by an obscene amount of facial hair and grease.
>Exhibit two.
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>>30860882
>A rather lanky man with a mullet that reminds you of Vercingetorix, his facial construction reminding you of a rat more than anything else.
>Exhibit three.
>A young woman with bacon-colored hair and a leather jacket.
>...
>Huh.
>Minus the jacket, she’s downright normal.
>Attractive, even.
>Wait, shit, you caught her eye.
>Play it cool, Anon.
>Offering a small smirk, you give her a nod before reaching for your phone.
>Much to your surprise, she returns it.
>A moment later, though, and you’re moving back to talk to Twilight when you hear footsteps approaching from your left.
>”Uh, hey!”
>A feminine voice.
>Can’t be older than nineteen or so, you reckon.
>Turning on a heel, your eyes widen as you spot the bacon-haired woman now standing before you, a bashful smile on her face.
>”Hi, and, uh, sorry, but I was wondering…”
>She makes a pointed effort to get Twilight to look at her, with a nervous smile and a frantic wave.
>”Could I get a picture with you two?”
>It’s then when two things happen.
>First, you can feel Dancer pressing against your back, hiding behind you as if she’s reverted into a small child again.
>Second, Twilight gasps before removing her helmet, to which something even weirder happens.
>Twilight and the stranger squeal in delight before embracing.
>...
>The fuck?
>Well, first thing’s first.
>Turning slightly, you look down to Dancer with a worried expression.
“You alright, Moon?”
>She looks up to you, and it’s then when you notice her light trembling.
>Oh, man, she hasn’t had a case of fright this bad since that one incident at the beach.
>Reaching out and pulling her close by the shoulder, you pat her on the helmet a few times.
“Hey, don’t worry about it, everything’s gonna’ be fine.”
>She doesn’t respond to that, to which you just hold her close.
>Dancer never was one for words when she gets spooked.
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>>30860891
>...Wait, how long has it even been since you’ve hugged this little shit?
>Shit, man, it’s been at least a year, if not tw—
>”Uh, sorry about that, Anon!”
>Blinking, you look up to see Twilight and the stranger, both with wide smiles.
>Raising a brow, you don’t say anything and instead let the two speak for themselves.
>”Oh, uh, sorry,” Twilight says before gesturing towards the stranger, “this is Sunset, a friend from CHS!”
>Sunset…
>Sunset.
>Clicking your tongue, you throw that name around in your head for a moment before nodding.
“Yeah, think I’ve heard you mention her a few times, purple.”
>Releasing Dancer from the small embrace, you take a step forward and offer a small wave.
“Hey there, name’s Anon, pleasure to meet ya’.”
>Much to your surprise, she offers a hand to shake.
>Quite strange for a highschooler, but you don’t deny her.
>...Actually quite the shake on this one.
>”I’m Sunset Shimmer!”
>She takes a moment to look you over, a small smile on her face all the while.
>”Twilight never told me had another brother.”
>That gets a small chuckle out of you, though you soon feel Dancer pressing up against your back a moment later.
>Twilight in turn shakes her head with a small giggle.
>”Nah, he’s just an old friend, just like Moonie…”
>She takes a moment to look around for your little sister, though raises a brow when she can’t spot her.
>Oh, right.
>Looking over your shoulder, you put on what you hope is a warm smile.
“C’mon, Moon, it’ll be fine.”
>She looks up to, seemingly having a small war within her head, but eventually relents.
>Peeking her head out from behind your form for only a moment, she gives a small wave before uttering one word.
>”Hi.”
>Aaaand then she returns behind your back.
>It’s enough to get a small chuckle out of you and Twilight, Sunset’s confused face now holding a small smile.
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>>30860903
“She’s a bit shy, Moon Dancer,” you say while pointing behind you with a thumb, “but she’s quite the handful when she comes outta that shell.”
>”...Am not,” comes a whisper from behind.
>Sunset, however, takes it in stride, her smile returning to full size.
>”Well, I was wondering if I could get a picture with Twilight and Moonie, if that’s not too much to ask for…”
>Her nervous chuckle is enough to make you smile and slowly turn to Dancer.
“See? She digs your costume.”
>You gesture towards the crowd at large that’s all around you.
“Kind of shits on everyone else’s costumes, honestly.”
>”Y-you think?”
>You pat her on the shoulder.
“I know.”
>At that does she stare up at you, eyes searching your own for something deceitful.
>A trace of condescension, a lick of contempt, anything.
>Nearly half a minute later does she cancel her search, a small nod leaving her.
>”I, uh, I’ll do it.”
>”Really?!”
>Sunset’s disbelief scares Dancer back into hiding behind you, but she’s coaxed back out by a few encouraging words from Twilight.
>”Aw, c’mon, Moonie!”
>”You look great, stop doubting yourself!”
>”Hurry up, it’s almost starting.”
>A moment later are you designated to taking the pictures of the lot.
>Being women, they naturally want twenty plus photos of something that should be one picture.
>C’est la vie.
>...
>......
>And now you remember exactly why you pirate movies.
>The concessions counter.
>A single tear travels down your cheek as you stare down at the receipt.
>$174.39
“This is why we need communism.”
>”Hmm?”
>Dancer looks up from her slushie, of which appears comically unproportional to her tiny hands.
>Her cheeks are full like a squirrel’s.
>Shaking your head, you chuckle at the sight before picking a piece of popcorn and flicking it at her.
>It bounces harmlessly off her humongous forehead, but she grows a smirk at this.
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>>30860913
>You nearly jump out of your seat when she feints pouring her drink all over your lap.
>Her giggles are almost drowned out by your own grumbling at the little scamp.
“Little shit.”
>”No you.”
>Twilight and Sunset’s giggles erupt from beside Dancer, but you can only chuckle along with the whole stupidity of the exchange.
>Just like old times, you guess.
>Settling back into your seat, you glance at your watch.
>11:51 PM.
>Oh boy.
>”Ooooh man, previews!”
>Dancer begins to repeatedly elbow you in the side.
>”Previews, Anon, previews! The best part of the movie!”
>Kind of rare, seeing Dancer this happy.
>Almost helps to ease the sting of the concessions…
>Almost.
>Relaxing further into your seat, you settle down for the long haul.
>Hell, who knows, this might actually be good?
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Small update before I leave for the day, will have this one finished by tomorrow's end, as I leave for boot camp on Monday. Lemme' know what you think. Is Moonie good in this? Too OOC to head canon? Pacing? Characterization? Lack of an antagonist?

Pasty—https://pastebin.com/tQGKUTy9

Until next time, you glorious bastards.
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>>30860960
>Until next time, you glorious bastards.
y-you too
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>>30862054
How the fuck am I supposed to compete against this asshole? It's like Shimmy was engineered specifically to seduce Twilights. I don't even stand a chance.
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>>30862836
Shut the fuck up, Sunset, no one cares about your fan fiction.
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CK2 is a good game.
Twilight would be born in the purple.
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>>30860920
>...
>......
>”That…”
>That was awesome?
>That was the best movie he’s ever seen?
>Slurping down at the bottom of your empty cup, which you always knew bothered him to no end, you stay close to Anon’s side.
>”That was… pretty good!”
>Blinking, you stop in your tracks along with Moonie and Sunset.
>He stops only a moment later, looking back to you three with confused eyes.
>Rubbing his neck, his eyes dart between you all.
>...
>.......
>Fuck’s up with these three?
>Did you accidentally call one of them fat?
>...No, not tha—
>”PRETTY GOOD?!”
>”YOU THINK IT’S JUST ‘PRETTY GOOD’?”
>”EASILY THE BEST MOVIE OF THE DECADE!”
>”I HAVE NO BROTHER!”
>Oh.
>Ooooh.
>Right.
>You had a differing opinion.
>Well ain’t that a kick in the head?
>Trying to act as casual as possible, despite the three young woman surrounding you with vehement words and the countless eyes now upon your group, you glance at your watch…
>2:13 AM.
>”YOUR TASTE A SHIT!”
>”HOW… HOW?!”
>Wonder if you’ll have any brain cells by the time you get these little shits home?
>...
>......
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
>It’s actually pretty nice.
>Twilight, for all of her eccentric behavior around you, was never that good at picking music.
>By that, you mean you never had the guts to tell her that her music taste was a shitload of fuck.
>Pulling the vehicle into a slow stop, you take a moment to glance at the shotgun seat.
>Moon Dancer, all of her previous poise forgotten, slumps back in her seat.
>You can just make out her gentle snoring under the radio’s reverberations.
>Heh.
>She’s even got a little trail of slobber going down the side of her cheek.
>”She always do that?”
>You can feel Twilight lean on the back of your seat, her thin fingers gently grabbing you by the shoulder.
>Your spine goes rigid at the sudden contact, but you eventually settle down in your seat.
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>>30872257
>Turning, you see Twilight’s eyes locked onto Dancer’s sleeping form.
>She doesn’t let go of your shoulder for some reason, but you chuckle at the familiar sight.
“Oh, Moon?”
>Green.
>Gently stepping on the petal, you shrug.
“She’s always slobbered despite being, ya’ know, the intellectual giant of the family.”
>That gets a small chuckle out of you.
“Aw man, I must’ve never told you about how I used to mess with her and Half-Full during car trips up east.”
>Your breath catches for a moment as Twilight lazily begins to draw a circle on your shoulder, but you continue after a moment’s hesitation.
“She would always be reading, be it random bullshit or random textbooks that she snagged from—”
>”Am I smart, Anon?”
>Blinking, you slow down the vehicle for a moment as the interruption catches you completely off guard.
>She sounds doubtful.
>Downright sad, even.
>Nodding, you begin to drive through your neighborhood on autopilot, sending Twilight glances whenever you can.
“Smarter than me at the very least…”
>You chuckle a bit before shrugging.
“Not sure if that’s saying much, though.”
>Twilight gives out a small hum at that, though doesn’t stop her idle finger.
>”You think?”
>You nod.
“Hell, I barely graduated CHS, what with getting caught near the end.”
>Putting the car into a slow stop in the driveway, you reach up and tousle Twilight’s hair.
“And you’re over here getting scholarships and shit, making me look like a damn retard.”
>She leans into your hand as a slow giggle makes its way to your ears.
>Smiling, you eventually let your hand fall and lean back into your seat.
>Damn nice song, this.
>Damn comfy situation, too.
>...Twilight’s rubbing your shoulder again.
>You’re not sure why you get goosebumps at that, but you do.
>”Hey, Anon…?”
>Humming, you glance at her through the rear-view mirror.
“Yeah?”
>She hesitates, eyes glancing off to Dancer as she chews on her cheek.
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>>30872265
>”Nothing.”
>It’s then when she releases her finger from your shoulder.
>Damn.
>Gently lowering the radio to nil and pulling your keys from the ignition, you get out from the vehicle, Twilight doing the same behind you.
>Dancer remains asleep in her seat.
>She always was a heavy sleeper.
>So heavy, in fact…
>Huh.
>You almost forgot how little Dancer weighs.
>She doesn’t dare stir in your arms, but rather huddles close to your chest under the early morning’s biting wind.
>”D’awww…”
*Kachink!*
>Oh, nice.
>Blinking away the flash from Twilight’s phone, you make way for the front door while trying to keep your arms a stable a platform as possible.
>When you finally arrive to the door, though, you realize that your keys are—
>”One step ahead’a ya.”
>You have to fight the urge to jump at Twilight’s hand reaching into your back pocket, especially as they seem to linger, but it’s over as quickly as it happened.
>Blinking, you stare at Twilight with wide eyes.
>Said young woman only gives off a carefree smile before spinning the keys round on a finger.
“Don’t you have a key to the house anyway, purple?”
>She shrugs at this before moving to unlock the door.
“Yeah, matter of fact, think I was there when Moon gave it to you.”
>”I dunno’ what you’re talking about.”
*Chink!*
>Stepping aside, Twilight pushes the door open with a theatrical bow.
>”Ta-da!”
>Staring at her for a moment longer, you’re able to catch just a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.
>Little shit.
>Shaking your head, you make way inside and begin your trek past the thrashed living room.
>It’s not that much of a walk to Dancer’s room, but there’s the problem of getting up the stairs without waking her.
“Oh boy…”
>Well, this ought to be fun.
>Feeling goosebumps as her slobber makes a trail on your shirt and bleeds through, your yawn echoes throughout the house as you begin the trek.
>...
>......
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>>30872275
>This…
>Well, you’re not how to put it into words.
>Sure, the night went swimmingly.
>To what you had expected, it went perfectly, and you doubt that you’ll forget the night for as long as you live.
>But to what you had hoped?
“Ugh.”
>You wanted to sit next to him, honestly.
>But things just happened so fast, what with Sunset and all.
>Guess there’s always next time.
>Slinking back into the couch, you pull over a pillow before groaning into it.
>Just like when you went to the state fair with Moonie and her family, only to find out Anon was sick and couldn’t make it?
>Just like whenever you went with Moonie on her family’s annual camping trip up north, only to hear that Anon is always delegated to watching the house and pets while the family’s on vacation?
>Just like when you started hanging out with Moonie every Friday?
“Ugh.”
>You’re useless, Twilight.
>Who’d want a socially r—
>”Hey, purple.”
>Eyes going wide, you toss the pillow to the side and jump from the couch…
>It’s only when you go to move do you realize that your backpack is below your feet.
>Aaaaaand down you go.
“Ow…”
>There’s a deep chuckle from just behind as you begin to rub at your head, though you’re hoisted up by Anon a moment later.
>”Smooth.”
>You move to reply, but feel a growing pain from your temples.
>Silencing yourself for a moment, you force out a smile before meeting his eyes.
“Heh, you know it, Anon.”
>Playfully punching him in the arm, you rub at your forehead.
>Anon’s gentle hum flusters you, if only for a moment, before you hear a snap.
>”I’ll go grab some peas for that bruise.”
>Just as he steps out of the room, though, his head pops back out.
>”Best head up to Moon’s room, I’ll pick up the mess later.”
>You want to protest, but he’s gone before you know it.
>Ugh.
>Rubbing at your temples, you slowly begin to make your way towards Moonie’s room.
>At least he cares about you as a friend.
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>>30872280
>You can’t say that about too many people.
>...
>......
>Cracking open a beer with one hand and holding a pack of frozen peas in the other, you silently walk through the pitch-black hallways of the second floor.
>Muscle memory leads you to the largest of the rooms, and you’re a bit surprised to see no light from underneath the door crack.
>Huh.
>Twilight always has that night light of hers on.
>Always.
>Shrugging, you gently open the door and peek inside.
>Dancer is exactly where you left her…
>And you can just make out Twilight’s form right next to her, though she’s sitting upright with hands held up to her forehead.
“Hey.”
>She looks up at that, to which you take a few steps forward.
>Glancing around, you find the usual night light outlet illuminated by moonlight.
>Huh.
>It’s plugged in alright…
>Maybe it’s turned off?
>You take a knee to turn it on, but Twilight’s weak voice stops you from continuing.
>”I, uh… I’m fine.”
>Wait.
>What?
>Raising your brow at her, despite knowing all too well that she can’t see it, you settle with a shrug.
“Sure you didn’t break something in that fall?”
>She chuckles at that, but only just so.
>Making your way to the bedside, you gently poke her in the side.
“C’mon, soldier, lay down so we can stick this ice pack on.”
>Another brief chuckle, though this one’s more lively.
>Eventually she does so, and you’re glad to notice that she’s switched out of her costume and into something more comfortable.
>You don’t imagine that Dancer will wake up very comfortable tomorrow, what with sleeping in that thing.
>Gently moving Twilight’s hands, you gently lay the pack of peas down onto that forehead.
>...Oh, right.
“That’s probably a bit too cold, I’ll go grab a towel.”
>You can hear her mumble something, but you’re already up and out the door.
>Returning a moment later, and remembering to grab an unused water from your room, you find yourself by her side yet again.
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>>30872284
>Placing the towel between the peas and her forehead, you playfully pinch at her cheek after setting the water on her bedside desk.
“See? Doc Anon’ll fix you right up lickety-split.”
>”Pffft.”
>You get a chuckle out of that as you take a sip of your previously-forgotten beer.
“Oh, is that sass I hear?”
>Turning on a heel, you take one melodramatic step towards the door.
“Fine, leave me to the wolv—”
>Fingers.
>Delicate fingers grasp your wrist, holding you back.
>”H-hey, Anon?”
>Turning your head, you glance down at little Twilight.
“Yeah?”
>With a shaky voice does she speak, and, if you didn’t know any better, you’d say that her hand is trembling.
>”I, uh, I wanted to say…”
>Oh, shit, did you forget something?
>Water, ice, a place to pu—
>Shit.
>You forgot to get a bucket for her, just in case.
>”Uhm, t-thanks for tonight…”
>Huh?
>Taking it in stride, you reach back and give her a playful smack on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it.”
>Just as you turn to make a retreat, though, you hear her start up once again.
>”And, Anon?”
>Taking a long drink from the can, you slowly turn to raise a brow.
>Maybe she needed that bucket after all?
>...
>......
>C’mon, Twilight…
>Just like you practiced.
>Just like Rarity told you.
>Confidence is key!
“Would you… I dunno’.”
>Despite the frozen peas on your forehead, you can’t help but sweat from every pore and crevice at this point.
>This is it.
>The moment you’ve been waiting well over seven years for.
>Your dreams can become reality!
“M-maybe, get some coffee or something?”
>Oh God.
>That delivery.
>It sounded so forced.
>He’s going to think you’re some reject.
>Oh God.
>This was doomed from the start.
>Stupid.
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>>30872287
>STUPI—
>”Sure!”
>...
>...What?
“What?”
>There comes a small slurping sound followed by a throaty chuckle.
>”I said it sounds great, purple.”
>You can feel his hand now on your head again, tousling and patting like no other.
>But you can’t be bothered by any of that.
>He just said yes.
>Anon said yes.
>Yes to you.
>Did he get the wrong signals?
>Does he think you just want to go on another coffee run?
>Will—
>”Don’t worry about it now, purple, get yourself to bed.”
>Blinking, you look up to him, honestly surprised that you’re able to hear him over all the pumping blood.
“I’m already in bed.”
>Oh God, why’d you say that?!
>There’s a small chuckle before he tousles your hair once more.
>”Wish I could have that effect on more girls.”
>It’s then when he tosses an empty can into the trash.
>Wait.
>What’d he say?
>”Night, purple.”
>Did he just…?
>His figure’s getting more and more distant.
>Did he imply that you’re on the same tier as women he… like likes?
>Shaking your head, you shoot your hand out from under the covers and wave like you’ve never waved before.
“N-Night, Anon!”
>You can barely hold your excitement as the door slowly shuts.
>Your heart is pumping as if you’ve just ran a mile, and you’ve the sweat to back that up.
>You’ve…
>You’ve done it!
>Frantically searching for your phone, you have thoughts running rampant as you paw all around you for it.
>You’ve got to tell Rarity!
>You’ve got to tell Sunset!
>You've got to—
>Exhaustion.
>It hits you all at once, and you’re suddenly aware of how comfortable the pillow is.
>You don’t even have time to give a sigh of relief before you’re taken away to the happiest dreams you’ve ever had in your life.
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>>30872293
Well, I'm not sure if any of my stuff is actually getting read or if I'm just a convenient bumping machine, but here you glorious bastards go: a story finally finished by Stlat. That marks my first story that I've actually finished, stopping short of 5.2k words. Hope it ellicited at least some emotional response, as it's far from as polished as I would like, as I'm pressed for time as is. In all honesty, I should've been having my last conversations with close friends and family before I ship out to boot camp tomorrow, but then I remember that I've managed to make my sister and mother bawl like infants due to my behavior.

As for you all: the ride has been one of the greatest things I've experienced in my life, that much I can say with confidence and pride. To help me realize my potential as a writer and as a man, as writing has helped me overcome several serious problems that have plagued me over the past months, I could never have done it with you, Anons and fellow tripfags. When I return—notice that I say "when" instead of "if"—that I'll begin finishing Scitwi for you bastards first moment I have some free time to myself. And once I'm done with that? It'll be request city from that point onwards: I'll be a green dispenser for any feel or scenario you'll like to see. I've loved my time here with you all, and I wish each and every one of you the best in life.

Until next time, you glorious bastards.
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>>30724609
>>30750420
>>30737916
>>30758153
I wanna see Twilight having sex with Scilight while Sunset watches from a door while schlicking.
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>>30872323
ill be sure to read it

>As for you all: the ride has been one of the greatest things I've experienced in my life, that much I can say with confidence and pride. To help me realize my potential as a writer and as a man, as writing has helped me overcome several serious problems that have plagued me over the past months, I could never have done it with you, Anons and fellow tripfags
you're the real glorious bastard here
you're working hard writing all this green
I hope your experience at bootcamp is a good one
>>
I feel so tired right now
knock me out please
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How does pic related make you feel like?
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>>30873330
never heard of it
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Whats the nerdiest thing you've done /nst/
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>>30875013
Made AT-AT walkers out of clay.
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>>30875031
thats really cool
can I see a picture of it?
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>>30875013
I raped several women, at least that's what the media told me being a nerd was.
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>>30877553
what a nerd! I bet he's a virgin too
>>
>>30873330
How does pic related make you feel?
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Let's go /lit/ for a second:
>Be Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche.
>Despise nihilism.
>Write about how we shouldn't keep ourselves down and how humanity should try to find a new moral to reproduce great things of the past.
>Write about how we should embrace our humanity and pursue our dreams an ambitions.
>Become so depressed about the nihilist state of Europe and your own writings that you go into a maddening state until the day of your death.
>Flash forward one hundred and seventeen years.
>College drop outs, illiterates, college students, college professors and pig disgusing Hollywood all openly misquote you and regard you as the father of nihilism.
>If someone went to your gave they would probably find enough energy from your constant spinning that they would be able to create the first fusion reactor.


Do you, fellow /nst/ shitposter, admire any person from the past who has been as bastardized and misunderstood as Nietzsche?
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>>30880796
I dont think of any person like you do of Nietzsche
but I do find that many concepts around education have been watered down.
like today most people go to post secondary so they could get a degree, so they can try to get a job, not so they can learn something
>>
Tinytwi > regular twi
>>
Twilight's thicc dicc is for succ
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>>30880796
Too easy, Hitler
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>>30880796
Diognes is the most underrated philosopher
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How would Twilight cope with being accidentally enlisted to the G.I JOE corps?
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twilight kills thorax when?
>>
>>30882520
Aren't they musclebound chads? And if so she'd be in heaven.
>>
>>30885850
Would she need to wear a rear guard?
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>>30882520
I don't know what she'd do but I'd cry
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>>30886789
"Trixie is a kawaii girl"
"You baka twilight, everyone knows Japan is the greatest country in the world"
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>>30745279
That is actually a Korean dress,dumbass.
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Would you fulfill twilight's biggest fantasy and role play this scene from her favorite movies vie?
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>>30887554
Movie*
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>>30887523
Fine you koreaboo
>>
>>30889726
Glimmigrants are a disease
>>
>>30889732
They can't be as bad as shimmigrants
>>
Why cant glimmigrants and shimmigrants just live together?
>>
Kill me I cant fall asleep
>>
>>30890307
Shimmigrants don't harass people en masse for criticizing their waifu or episodes she's in.
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>>30891121
That's a spicy take right there.
>>
I want to marry Scilights best friend!
>>
>>30891842
Spike? He's a dog you furry freak
>>
>>30891850
this tbqh
>>
>tfw professors give class homework on subject he never covered
"Your last class should have taught you this"
why is this such a common thing
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>>30894363
I don't know about you, but I want to stick my dick in crazy.
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>>30894363
Episode?
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>>30894363
DONT post that shit
Don't even mention it
don't even THINK about it
Fuck this thing
>>
>>30894466
Twilight just wants some Chad dick, Anon
What's wrong with that
>>
>>30894472
.t todd howard
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>>30894466
You're just jealous because Spike has a girlfriend and you don't.
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>>30895331
that we'll never see or hear of again
so, let's see
we got a shitty short, with a shitty song, might even be the worst ingram song
not even good animation-wise
no lore, no character development
just the slut cucking the autists
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>>30895348
I think she looks cute
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>>30895331
>Spike has a robot waifu
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>>30897328
>robot has a Spikefu
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>>30895102
Whatever do you mean? Not everyone who points out the obvious is Todd Howard, Anon.
Now be sure to join the Creation Club™ for all your valuable Skyrim and Fallout 4 mod- I mean content.
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>>30897790
I hate /v/ but toddposting is my favorite
>>
nst anime when?
>>
>>30894363
reminder that she pisses herself here
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>>30898933
I hear it every single time I watch it and it's hilarious
>>
What do you like about Jeff's new story?
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>>30903959
not one but two invasive species
>>
Shimmigrants and Glimmigrants MUST go back
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>>30898198
>hating /v/.
/v/ hates you more, fagget.
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>>30908023
Cool, a board that hates everything they discuss hates me
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>>30908716
500 survives the hurricane
I'm fond of you anon. Fuck /v/
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>>30907688
>OCs needlessly shoehorned into the last panel
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>>30908716
Nice meme.
That's almost every board on 4chan though.
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New thread

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>>30909019
>>30909019
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