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Just had a $3k balance with college disappear into thin air
Looks like I'm back in the game, baby!
/r/ing planepone edit
Goodnight, /Plone/.
Give me one good reason why plane ponies are better than normal, flesh ponies
>>30806769
M61 Vulcan
>>30806769
They're not make of waifu material like Droner
>>30806769
More powerful and fast
Cute-Lewd story about Anon pre-flighting a plone?
>>30806769
Plane?
>>30809162
No bites/already made stories of this?
>>30813373
Not sure. I'd have thought something like that would have been done by now, but I guess not.
Goodnight, /Plone/.
Is there art of a fucking massive AN-225?
>>30815720
Like a massive Cadence, except naturally.
>>30813199
kek
Pul up!
>>30809162
>fucking pitot tube has a bug in it
>stupid fucking bugsmasher
>where the fuck is the compressed air tank?!
>que nervous fuel leak
>>30813199
>Hurricane comes to Stable AFB.
>Emergency evacuation of all crew and plones
>Anon gets stuck taking these two home to visit the parents and family until the coast is clear.
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>2027
>Having a holiday with the family
>Brought along Droner
>Remember a conversation you had with your dad about how you needed to go after real women because you'd never meet a plane horse thing
>Feel smug but also sad
bumo
Gooood morning guys it's another beautiful day in the land of flowers!
kown
>>30824532
>>30825262
You okay dude?
Just took aprofieciency check flight, and did everything to ATP ratings, which for non-pilots, is four times as precise as the minimum requirement for a private pilot. I'm kind of a big deal.
>>30825347
>have check flight for my first solo flight on friday
Help
>>30825306
No
>Be Anon
>Hear a loud screech at 2AM
>Rush into kitchen
>Blitz is in a frilly apron, a lasagna is on the floor, and she is shouting angrily
>tfw she dropped her late-night lasagna snack
>>30825457
What do you uave trouble with? For me it was steep turns. Practice whatever you cannot do to standards until you can. Review your manuever handbook and the POH. Most importantly remember that you will do fine if you did fine with your primary instructor. Youre only like half way through the flight hours youre gonna get, and with time will come confidence in your abilities. They just want to see you wont die if they let you fly by yourself.
>>30825868
>an entire lasaga, not just a single slice
Thanks for putting that image in my head, Anon. I totally needed that to be stuck in my head for the next 3 days.
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30829154
>pic
slav plone is ugly
>>30826747
I get a little overwhelmed with talking to tower and all the flying tasks
>Landing, full stop
>Tower tells me to turn off onto a taxiway
>Too focused on keeping centerline, forget to slow down
>Have to slow down really quickly and make turn
>danger zone
Lucid dreaming attempt #1
>Went to bed at 3AM
>Alarm set to 8AM, woke up at 7:58, turned it off and laid in bed
>Have incredibly realistic dream about home I lived in when I was younger
>No sighting of droner
>>30829689
Lucid dreaming attempt #2
>Went to bed at 3AM
>Peaceful until 8AM
>Startled by alarm
>Turn it off and lay back down
>Roll on side and hug pillow
>Pull blanket over head
>Droner almost feels real
>Experience paralysis
>Feel like something is watching me from behind, unable to move
>Heart rate goes up to 160-180bpm
>Have realistic nightmare about being chased by something
>>30829709
Lucid dreaming attempt #4
>Go to sleep at 4AM
>Wake up at 8AM
>Lay back down
>Hug pillow on side
>Feel like I'm being watched again
>Paralyzed
>Heartrate skyrockets to 160-180bpm again
>No droner, just a pillow
>Have HD-realistic nightmare about falling down the side of a mountain
>>30829689
>>30829709
>>30829722
Shit, dude, that's fucking spooky.
>>30829614
I learned in an uncontrolled airport, so I only have so much experience with towers, but I think it is important to remember the tower is a person, so they understand. Also, initiate contact by telling them you are a student pilot and absolve yourself of all fuckups. Aviate, navigate, communicate. You can always pretend you didnt hear their instructions.
And, unlike me, you get traffic seperation from ATC, which is nice. I have to try and get bumblefuck netjets pilot to understand which runway I am landing on damn near every time I fly, and boy can that be a challenge.
30 again.
>>30833046
>You can always pretend you didnt hear their instructions.
As an ATC, this will only mean we'll talk shit about you in the tower but key up and give instructions again. Unless you are about to cause another aircraft to go-around, missing a taxiway isn't the end of the world and we can spot an unsure/student pilot from your voice.
The only ATCs that get instantly angry if you don't listen are bad ones who can't handle anything deviating from what they want. That's part of why they work in at a tower with slow traffic rather than a larger place.
>>30834669
Oh of course the tower will talk shit, but that aint none of my problem unless Im at LAX or some shit.
>>30834669
>tfw ATC makes fun of you
>do the virgin landing flare
>all the Chad pilots laugh at you
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30836079
The Virgin Landing Flare
>Keeps contact with ATC at all times
>Lands in gentle slope (3°)
>Lands at gliding speed
>Follows all ATC instructions
>Lands rear hooves first
>Stays on centerline
The Chad Impact
>Only talks to ATC to shout tail number (NINERNINERNINERNINERNINER)
>Lands perpendicular to runway
>Approaches at 90° angle to ground
>Lands at speed above Vmax
>Hits ground and does a sweet drift into taxiway
>>30836815
>Not landing on the taxiway and yelling "Han Solo, bitches!"
>>30837607
kek
>>30836815
That is funnier then it has any reason to be.
It's all so tiresome...
>>30842474
One of us should get off his plot and write something.
>>30842482
K.
>Red pulls 2 cans of his favorite bootleg soda, passing one to me
>I reach my right wing out underneath his left hoof, and he drops it into its grip
>The weight is a bit much for the somewhat delicate appendage, but it's bearable
>I weigh my options; savor the root beer or chug it and skip to the shitty stuff and socialization
>Fuck it, friends come first
>As I tip the bitter brown nectar to my lips, I tilt my head back, bringing the can to a fully inverted position and relaxing my throat, opening it up for the liquid
>Rather than gulping it down under my own power, I let gravity pour the fluid down between my lips and down my throat
>I glance at Sierra and see her eyes widen slightly at my technique
>Is this lewd? Am I giving the S U C C to the root beer?
>Well, more like S L R R P or C H U G G
>I've been able to do this for 3 years, and only now am I questioning if this has any sort of erotic undertones?
>I guess that Sierra's more likely surprised at how fast I'm C H U G G I N G the soda than shocked at the l 0 0 d-ness of the technique
>Within moments, the nectar is no longer flowing
>A tap against my teeth and a flick of my tongue and the last drop of root beer is gone
>I set the root beer down on my left side and quickly crush it underhoof with my left forehoof and pass the crappy bootleg soda from my wing to my right forehoof
>Sierra glances at my can, now reduced to a nearly completely flattened silver disk, while I scan the room for a garbage can
>I spy one over by the secretary, but it's next to a pillar-like structure, so trying to shoot the can would probably end in an embarrassing clattering and a walk of shame
>I turn my focus to the crappy knockoff drink held in my wing
>...
>I wonder if Sierra would like this stuff?
>I stick the crushed can to the side and begin to try something
>I start flexing my feathers, knocking the drink on its side so it lies perpendicular to them
>I extend my left wing a little and start to manuever the feathers on my right wing to start rolling the can over them like a griffin would do with their claws to a coin
>parenthesesintensifies.gif
>Sierra watches with curiousity as it rolls closer to the root of my wing, and I rapidly launch my left wing up and arc my right wing up as though to meet it
>The can flies out of my right wing and I catch it with my left
>Riding the inertia of the can, I drop my wing down, slowing it to a halt, careful not to hit Sierra
>I smile at her and offer her the drink with my wing
"I didn't know you could do that!" Sierra giggles as she takes the can
"Prehensile feathers. Never leave home without 'em." I joke as I look to her
"I know it sounds childish, but I sometimes wish I had wings like yours." she sighs with a smile
"And what, give up bullet-resistant skin and a goddamn murderfucker cannon?" I laugh as I bring my wings out in front of me. "You've got strengths that I'm pretty damn jealous of too." I say as I use the feathers on my left wing to grab the biggest feather on my right
>With a sudden jerk, the feather comes free with a minimal amount of pain
>Sierra goes wide eyed and gasps slightly
"Doesn't that hurt?" She asks, raising a hoof to her lips
"Barely." I say as I twirl the feather among it's port-side counterparts, until the nib faces away from the wing
>I point it to Sierra
"Favorite feather. Another'll be fully grown back in, like, a week, but until then, my right wing is an inch shorter." I say as Sierra cautiously takes it
"Why did you do that?" Sierra asks as the pain fades
"Because I wanted to give you something that meant something." I reply with a smile
>Sierra turns the feather over in her hooves a moment
>I feel an object prodding into my side and turn to see Red offering me another off-brand drink
>I take the drink and turn forward as I open it and take a sip before setting it down and turning to Sierra once more
>Sierra has stuck the feather behind her right ear and is making a sort of "behold" motion towards it
>Immediately my mind wanders off to that crazy South Korean who REEEEE'd like a motherfucker as he threw his chair through his window and posed with it on-stream back in the Golden Era of the internet
>As a result, I have to channel the nigh-inevitable giggles into a dumb smile
"Looks good." I say. "Reminds me of some native fasion."
>She smiles, content with my answer, when suddenly, a cop comes out the door behind the front desk
"Blu Skies and Sierra Summit." he demands
>Well shit, time for the interrogation
"Yessir?" I say as I shut the laptop
"Blu Skies?"
"Yessir."
"And she's Sierra Summit?" he asks, pointing to her
"Yessir." she says
>HIVEMIIIIIND
It's pretty late. I'll get to the next part of this chapter tomorrow.
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30842993
>Sierra turns the feather over in her hooves a moment
And the ladies swoon.
>>30843089
What else can you expect out of a dumb, awkward autistic piece of shit teenager with little-to-no contact with the opposite sex written by an even dumber, even more autistic piece of shit?Trust me though, he's gonna become less of an autistic faggot in time.
>mom makes joke about how she ran into my future wife today
>know she's taunting me
>can only wonder how far her sadism will go before she stops
>>30843334
Next time ask how many engines she had. When your mom blinks, feign annoyance and say "ya know, the big round things under her wings?"
>>30843339
Good one
On the rare occurance that it ever happens again I'll have to use that
>>30843254
Woah, hate speech, mate.
>>30843254
Don't be so tough on yourself desu
>>30846880
Bump!
Goodnight, /Plone/. Some dumb shit killed the mood for me earlier, so no writing for today. Gonna try writing again tomorrow after a good night's sleep.
>>30849623
Night brochacho
Presolo checkride tomorrow
Wish me luck, lads
>>30848039
bump.
>>30851872
BOMBED.com
>>30851884
Big Bomber Fueling Probe
>>30853784
Airliner is p cute, but Droner always wins
Would this Plone have horrifying cancerous lumps due to radar radiation exposure?
>>30854533
Human crewmembers don't, so plone should be ok.
>>30855330
But look at her! Many lumps and antennae.
>You stare into the eyes of the princess from another world
>You'd spent the past month tracking her down, fighting assassins, and saving her ass from like four different villains
>So you could bring her back to her homeworld
>So she could marry some prince and have a storybook romance
>And you'd be alone again, because intergalactic bounty hunter wasn't a title that helped with the dating game
>You punch in the coordinates for Hale III, her homeworld
"Do you really want to go back?"
>"I need to, my race needs me."
"But do you /want/ to?"
>The princess realizes
>"It isn't a matter of what I want."
"We could go anywhere."
>"We should go back to Hale III."
>You sigh sadly, hidden behind the protective helmet that shielded you from the outside worlds
>You set the coordinates and warp to Hale III, sitting in high altitude orbit over the pink planet
>The hailing frequency leads you right down to the royal castle deck, they were expecting you
>The space princess gets up from her seat next to you
>"Take off that helmet." she starts fiddling with it herself
>You pull off the headgear and see her without the HUD
>"I hope to see you again one day."
"All the ladies do." your typical confident response
>She leans in for a short kiss
>Her eyes lock with yours when she draws back, her pupils mechanically dilating
>"Thank you for saving me."
"Four times."
>"You're not getting another kiss from me."
>You pull her in and plant your lips on the warm biometal surface of her cheek
>She stares at you longingly as the bay doors hiss and open up
>She had to go
>"I won't forget you..."
>You walk her to the doors and hand her off to the guards
>Her parents present you with your reward
>You take it and leave Hale III
>The hum of your ship is all you heard
>>30855683
Many planes have even more obtrusive lumps and antennae, and it only adds to their aesthetic
>>30855925
Pretty sad, but cool in a Star Lord/Mad Max kinda way.
>made in Israel
Hmmmmm
Goodnight, /Plone/. Didn't get far enough in the writing to warrant another update.
>>30857500
bump
>>30859522
Wuss poppin b
>>30860537
Nothin much pham
>>30854533
Oh, I've refueled one of those before.
>>30862583
bumpy roads
take me home
>>30863854
TFW you have a GSE inspection on Monday and WeirdoPlone spent the entire weekend playing Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood with your maintenance stands.
>You sit lazily in the cockpit of your ship
>100 billion space bucks in your pocket and a hole in your heart that could never be filled
>You'd trade it all away for her
>Your ship exits warp over Galil Jonkin, a small moon orbiting a gas giant
>The station over Galil connects with you
>Your ship docks in the holding bay and you step out
>The space station was known as Orbiteer 3, with a population of 4 million onboard, it was like a floating city
>And where there was a city, you'd find entertainment
>Most likely in the form of some Haleian dancers
>>30864031
>truck eight's engine seizes during inspection because there is no oil in the engine and nobody noticed
>the GPUs are leaking something
>A lektro tug's batteries have been replaced with concrete
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30864116
Noice
Back from Vacation Bumpity
>>30864116
>Within a few hours of docking, you were out of your shit at a strip club on Orbiteer
>You'd been drinking a mixture of space moonshine and molly
>"So you just let her go?" one of the dancers asks, sitting down in your lap
"I, uhh... Yeah, she had to go."
>"Did you ever tell her how you felt?"
>Things were starting to mix together
>The other haleian dancer's tail brushed across your face
"No."
>The pounding music shook you
>"You should tell her how you feel. You'll spend your whole life wondering what could've been."
>You jump up, knocking the two dancers off of you
"Shit you're right! Thank you, mysterious stranger!"
>You take off at a speedy wobbling pace
>"Get back here asshole! You forgot to pay!"
>You manage to outrun the bouncer and get back to your ship, drunkenly starting it and taking off out of the holding bay way over dock speed limits
>>30855925
>>30856302
> in a Star Lord/Mad Max kinda way.
Reminds me more of Spaceballs. I was just waiting for some savvy sidekick or royal aid drone to come running up with a letter. He opens it, finding out that it was sent to him about some secret recently dug up from old archives on galactic royalty. It turns out his blood test they got from him when they helped cure him of the dreaded ruby madness was analyzed with the records and confirm he's actually descendant of one of the long lost bloodlines and therefore technically a prince. He dashes back heroically to sweep the princess off her feet, only to technically violate like a dozen treaties signed by long dead monarchies and rulers when they run off together, sparking a conflict as various factions all vie to capture or retrieve the two star-crossed lovers through the depths of space.
>>30868394
>As soon as your ship exits the docking bay you engage the warp drive
>A second later you exit warp speed over Hale III
>Striking into a small satellite, you follow the same homing frequency towards the capital city, dropping towards the ground at a rapid speed
>You briefly lose consciousness
>Open your eyes again, your ship is skipping across a light grey sea towards a pink sandy beach
>You grab the brakes and hit land, creating a deep crater
>You crashed right into the wedding ceremony
>With your ship at a 45° angle, you tumble out of the cargo door and stand up with the support of a chair
>You look around
>Shit was blurry and too bright
>You make your way up to the altar
>"Anon what are you doing here?" she asks, concerned
"Halia..." you stop for a second, almost passing out again
"I love you, I don't want the space bucks, I want you."
>"Anon... I may love you, but I have my duties to the ponies of Hale III."
"Come with me. They'll find someone else to lead them, we can be happy together."
>Halia stares at you, and then out over the ocean
>"I... I don't want to do this." Halia unwraps a ribbon from her hoof and gingerly passes it back to her would-be groom
>Holy shit, it worked
>Halia walks with you back to your ship
>You hold the cargo door open for her and climb in after her
>Start the ship back up and take off
>Everyone at the wedding still wondering what just happened
>A crash, and some drunk shithead wooed the princess out of marrying the planet's most eligible bachelor in under a minute
>Good job Anon
>>30869491
This is awesome.
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30871619
Gut nacht
>>30874182
Bump
>2717
>Anon, poorfag living the cyber suburbs of New Montana City
>Get conscripted into World War 7, have to fight against invading Spoldogian forces that can assimilate technology
>As the gruntiest grunt that ever grunted, you aren't allowed to have high tech weapons
>Armor issued
1 Black tanktop, 70% cotton 30% dry fit (reads "GIT SUM!" in white text)
1 dark gray basketball shorts (Adidos, off brand version of Adidas)
1 pair of New Balance sneakers
1 black durag for head
1 AK-69 bolt-action rifle
32 rounds
>Door opens to the left, leading directly to battlefield
>Some guy pushes you out into the mud
>Roll into trench
>Peek over edge
>Plasma bolt whizzes by your head and incinerates the guy behind you
wump
Damn niggas we /dead/ tonight
>>30877367
Not dead, just a bit tired. At the end of the summer, people have to take some time to readjust to normal life.
>>30877402
Summerfags finally leaving
Thank god...
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30877402
>Guns cant be fired without killing half of the flight deck
I like it.
>>30877402
Alicarrier is mai waifu
>>30879304
she b i g
>>30879836
She T H I C C
>>30879856
She has no p o v e r t y r a m p s
>Be HMS Bong, british aircraft carrier
>Patrolling the sea for any migrants
>See a small raft filled with africans
>They cut open the raft and start calling for help
>Before you can get to them USS Freedom rolls over them
>"Hey there, Bong. Launched any jets recently?"
"N-no."
>Freedom grins
>"Why's that? They can't possibly have any issue taking off with those... poverty ramps."
"Shut up!"
>"You've got raaaamps!"
>You scrunch your pony snoot angrily
"They're efficient!"
>"My girls don't even need ramps."
"Get outta here, this is British territory anyway."
>"Everywhere I sail, for the time I sail there, is American water."
>You turn around and start going back to the harbor
>"Shake it girl! Make some waves!"
>>30882019
Page 9
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30861232
King Airs can eat a dick, they all suck to refuel.
Gonna ride out this hurricane
>>30888104
Be careful, Floridabro
Bumpity
>>30888243
One sneeze and everyone's orbit gets fucked.
>>30889505
Dear God, just thinking about those stupid inclinations is giving me anxiety
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30888243
I don't anticipate survival because I never do. I'll tell droner you all said hi.
Why do the deadest threads have the cutest art?
Have something barely tangentially related.
>>30891735
I need it
>>30891735
We have the best artfriends.
>>30892543
Animal is kill
>>30892957
>>30893664
>>30895631
>tfw real girls aren't like this
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30898234
>r 34
kek
>>30899189
I dreamedshe was real
>>30900947
Made to succ
>>30901805
Anyone who says that they wouldn't do a plone is deluding themselves.
Goodnight, /Plone/.
>>30902626
Nighto
What does plone vagoober look like?
>>30906984
The pearly gates
>>30906984
>>30909831
boop
Good morning /Plone/.
>>30803616 >>30804038
damn
looking forward to more of these two, the fuel probe somehow adds to the cuteness
>>30912006
Fuel probe is an extended booping rod
Goodnight, /Plone/.
Do plones like burgers?
>>30919133
>>30919394
Happy 9/11 y'all
>>30922099
Happy(?) "fuck the sandniggers" day, I guess????
>Survived the hurricane
>Got a taste of HAPPENING life
>Have to go back to regular life now
JUST FUCK MY SHIT UP
Goodnight, /Plone/.