Law and Anon #2

What's going on here?

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nothing to see here indeed I see a 2nd post in 30 minutes mods remove it

>>30739510
>Spam
If you say so. Thanks for bumping the thread anyway.

How new are you, btw?

>You are Anon, a filthy beggar on the streets. Sitting at the entrance of a dark alley with large can with only 2 bits in it.
>Nobody will even give you the time of day here, you’re on your own. They’re too scared to talk to you.
>The irony of it hurts, because this is supposed to be a world of colorful friendly horses obsessed with friendship.
>The only friend you ever had was a grey pony with a black mane and a knife scar over the eye.
>She was an artist, but nobody ever recognized her talent.
>To add injury to insult, she got mugged for the rest she had the day she closed her studio.
>And her assailant slashed her eye before she could fight back.
>Hospitals are free here, and it’s the only way we get fed now.
>She’s sitting next to you, a grim expression upon her face.
>She speaks to me, and with a dark tone to her gentle, mature voice.
>”Anon, I’m glad you’re here with me. I think I would have already thrown away my life if you weren’t here to convince me otherwise.”
>You smile and stroke her mane in just the way she likes.
“Same here. I guess we’re two misfits who won’t ever have a place. But at least we got each--”
>You stop on account of the trotting you hear from the inside of the alleyway.
>Most of the time, ponies won’t dare mess with you due to the fact you’re twice their size.
>To your surprise, it’s not a mugger or beggar who turns the corner, it’s a sharp-dressed stallion with a dapper hat and a purple coat.

>>30739593
>He stops in front of you, looking you top to bottom.
>He also does the same for your friend Ink Splashes.
>He clears his throat and steps back a couple of trots and begins in a brusque manner.
>”How would you like to work for me?”
>My whole body sings at the words.
“Absolutely!”
>”Quiet down! This is a silent operation I’m workin’ on here. You two look like you could use some help gettin’ on your feet.”
>Ink responds before me, prompting me to shut my mouth.
>“I’m glad to be offered any work. What exactly will we be doing?”
>The pony turns around and returns in the direction he started from. You both follow him with anxiety and curiosity.

>>30739456
DUN DUN

>>30739456
Boop
Totally rushing writing tonight!
Hopefully skyrim doesnt kill me

>>30739598
IT'S A TRAP

Y we gey tho

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>>30741920
Indeed, why are we considerable?

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>>30739456
>Law & Anon

That is a direct contradiction.

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