Why don't changelings just try speed dating to get love?
>>27922887
i dunno
probly has to do with their rep of being invaders
but then theres the transforming thing...
>>27922887
>>27922936
>"So what kind of mares are you into, Anon? Small ones? Tall ones? Pink? Turquoise?"
"W-Well, I like a long, dark mane and green eyes..."
>You watch as her form takes on your ideal pony
"A blue coat with a bit of chest fluff."
>Her chest hair puffs out cutely
>U-Unf
"And, um."
>"Yes? Go on."
>You lean in close and whisper to her
"I uh, the thing is, I hate zebras."
>A burning cross appears on her flanks
>You feel your heart skip a beat
>She smiles and licks her lips
>God damn, you're in love at first sight
>She should have done this ages ago
>>27922979
>burning cross
i didnt need these sides anyway
>>27922887
Ok, Id be fine with a normal changeling. Chrissy, nah...
>>27922979
>>27922887
>"Where do you live?"
"An underground hive, you?"
EEHN
>"What do you look for in a partner?"
"Virility of sperm and superior genetics."
EEHN
>"Do you prefer summer or winter?"
"Summer. I can observe the propagation of the colony as the pupae emerge."
EEHN
>"This might be too personal, but, what turns you on?"
"Cranial consumption."
EEHN
>"What are your interests?"
"Well, I enjoy puzzles, songwriting, and nature walks."
>"Those are nice hobbies-"
"But my personal favorite is overthrowing empires and feasting on the emotions of the populace."
EEHN
>"What shows do you watch?"
"Have you heard of this one called The Big Bang The-"
EEHN
Chryssi would blow it.
>EEHN
What did he mean by this?
>>27923095
Noise of a harsh X sound. Like a bad score on a talent show. The button equivalent of "NEXT"
>>27922887
Humans can't find love through speed dating, why would changelings bother?
>>27923180
That's right. You find your one night stand, through speed dating
quick
someone write a story where Chrissi is in an abusive relationship with a dude who doesn't give a shit about her so she begins to starve and she can't figure out why so she concludes that it's because of he own short comings and she tries harder and harder to be perfect for the guy who thinks she's trash. She dies of starvation.
"So, erm" you squint your eyes at the nametag of the sweating stallion sitting opposite your booth "Short Stack, what do you like to do for fun?"
>The panicked stallions eyes widen as though he were in pain
>"Oh, um, w-well I like t-to organize m-my model train collection"
>You purse your lips
>Stallions had such strange hobbies
>"Fascinating" you exaggerate and motion for the stallion to continue
>"It is!" he chirps, emboldened by your interest "Except when SHE ruins it"
>He emphasizes 'She' with clear distaste
"She?" you ask politely but inwardly curse
>You didn't want to waste your time with a stallion that was taken
>If the creature that say across from you had one at least
>The stallion rolls his eyes "My mother of course" he intones matter of factly and you feel your womb begin to dry
>"Always telling me I should have gone to college, hmph!" he growls to himself before snapping his head to the side and a manic look appears in his eyes
>"Musn't be cruel to mother" he giggles in a high pitched voice "Must be a good boy for mommy!"
"I think we're done here" you say pointedly, reaching for the button
>With a speed that belied his portliness the stallion presses your hoof to the table with one hoof and thrusts a bouquet of flowers into your face with the other
>"Be my marefriend!" he shrieks and a few security guards rush over
>"Have you met my wife?" he asks the guards, gesturing to you, as they wrest him off you and drag the overeager stallion away
>"Call me!" he screams before disappearing under the throng of guards
>You sit, stunned, for a moment before biting your lip in trepidation
>You'd dealt with such stallions before, but they were usually a rarity, not the norm
>You'd thought speed dating would be an easy and effective way of securing a supply of love for you hive
>But if they were all like this you weren't so sure
>The buzzer goes off in the and another pony approaches your booth
>You take a deep breath and prepare for the worst
>>27923234
>>27923059
>>27922979
the changeling hype has given us excllent greens so far
>>27923234
> "My mother of course" he intones matter of factly and you feel your womb begin to dry
>>27922979
>A burning cross appears on her flanks
>>27923234
> "My mother of course" he intones matter of factly and you feel your womb begin to dry
>>27923203
This kills the insect.
>>27922887
The human brains needs at least 4 months to get even close to "loving" someone. Four months of consecutive meetings and knowledge. And exclusivity.
Turns out the brains uses oxytocin for love. Oxytocin is extremely anti-inclusive.
>>27923203
YES
>>27922887
>speed dating
>love
>>27924445
You're acting like love has been scientifically measured, or even proven to exist. It hasn't
>>27924509
Because emotions are subjective. But a correlation has been shown to exist between relationship longevity and the presence of oxytocin and vasopressin, as well as reported feelings of 'love'.
>>27923203
Someone already wrote that back in 2014, no I didn't save it but it was an AiE.
