Day 1: http://pastebin.com/PmrCPg7x
Day 2: http://pastebin.com/yWkWgc97
Old thread >>21225744
>>21315729You say that as if 2 other writefags didn't finally start writing as wellLife is suffering
>>21315766
which other two writefags anon?
>>21315703
>"Dash..." Twilight grumbles in a warning tone. >"Am I going to need cider for this...?"
>"No! This is totally awesome!"
>"The Lich may have an army, but so do we." The bard's voice rings out strong and true. You are heartened by her recovery. "We just need to rescue them."
>"Applejack?"
>"Sorry, sugercube, plum forgot to bring any."
>Twilight screams in frustration, throwing her hooves into the air.
>"Well..." Applejack looks around the table, her gaze finally settling on you, pleadingly You can tell she didn't bring any for a reason, but she can't tell her friends that...
"I think it would be best if we skipped that."
>Everyone looks to you in surprise. You? Turn down alcohol?
"It would take at least an hour to get to Sweet Apple Acres and back with some cider. Do you really want to put the game on hold that long?"
>"No... " Twilight shakes her head vigorously, her mane flipping back and forth. "I'll just have to find a way to get through this."
>The bard stands.
>"Tell us everything you saw - we have plans to make." She nods towards Mint Julep. "We have to wait for our companion to recover before we move on, but that doesn't time must be wasted."
>Existential Dredd nods grimly, reaching into her saddlebag and retrieving a map. She spreads the map out on the floor, placing a trinket on each corner to hold it flat.
>Small spatters of blood mar parts of the map - a sign of the dangers the Earth Pony braved to find your way. Not all of it is hers - not all of the blood is red. Flecks of black and green also decorate the paper.
>The four of you gather around, leaving Mint Julep to her well earned rest.
>>21316002
>Twilight Sparkle pulls a page out of one of her notebooks and reaches over the DM screen to place it in the center of the table.
>"Existential Dredd managed to cover a lot of ground - I've been copying out this map as you go." She points to several areas of the map. "She didn't go down those tunnels, so there's probably more -"
>"Probably?" Pinkie Pie asks. "You're not sure?"
>"PROBABLY more in those directions."
>"But that doesn't concern us," Existential Dredd waves away your questions. "The slaves are mostly in this area," she points to an area marked in red, "but it's also with the highest concentration of Reavarii."
>"Reavarii?" Durararog looks at her questioningly. "What are those?"
"Followers of the Lich, traitors to all of existance."
>"Basically cultists!" Pinkie Pie bounces up and down. "I have an idea? Did you find their Kool-Aid? We could poison it!"
>"I see no way for us to defeat them through subterfuge." The assassin frowns. "Their supplies are well guarded. We would need kill all the Reavarii to reach them, which would defeat the purpose."
>"Hmm..." The bard taps her chin, deep in thought. "What about those machines?"
>Existential Dredd rummages around in her bags, pulling out another sheet of paper.
>"I was wondering when you were going to ask about that, not that it will do you any good." Twilight puts another sheet of paper on the table - it loosely resembles what would happen if a truck hate-raped a mine cart.
>You know that ponies in general do not put much stock in self-propelled vehicles, but still... you would have thought she would have a better design.
>"None of you recognize it -"
>"I know what this is," Mercury Flare states with unquestionable certainty.
>"What!?"
>Rainbow Dash holds up her character sheet, pointing to the relevant part.
>"Drive: Motor Vehicle."
>"Seriously?" Twilight's jaw drops. "Seriously? I thought that was a joke!" She turns to you, jaw still wide open in shock. "You seriously gave her that?"
>>21316390
This story is great, and I keep finding myself refreshing the page, eagerly waiting for the next installment to be posted. Keep up the good work friend.
>>21316422
just click the auto check mark on the bottom, it'll update on its own.
>>21316478
I know, I guess I just wasn't thinking about it. Thanks Anon
>>21316532
6 years on this sight, I just found out about this a few days ago.
>>21316390
"Yeah, why would you think I was joking?"
>"Because why would you take that? In a fantasy setting?"
>You shrug.
>"Came in handy, didn't it?"
>That look she gives you... if you two were dating, you're worried that you would be spending the night on the couch.
>"Fine."
>"I know what this is," she says again, looking back up to Existential Dredd. "If you can get me to one of these, I can operate it. It looks fairly sturdy -"
>"It looks sturdy, right Twilight?"
>"Like you could drive it through a brick wall," your princess answers with a sigh. "Applejack...?" She looks to her a friend with a hopeful look.
>You shake your head frantically, hoping Twilight doesn't see.
>"I... I think we shouldn't stop just quite yet."
>"Fine..." Twilight whines.
>>21316600
>You can tell she isn't going to give up.
"Continue planning without me - I'll be right back."
>You stand and enter the kitchen, pulling out your friends' mugs, glad to see they are no longer hidden. After a moment's search, you fill them all with apple juice and add a splash of vinegar.
>Bleh, tastes horrible, but at least it tastes like cider.
>You gather the mugs in your hands... well, you try. Carrying six full mugs without spilling anything is a bit beyond your abilities.
"Hey Applejack, could you help me in here for a second?"
>After a moment, the little orange pony pokes her head through the door.
>"Whatcha need help with, Anon?"
>Then she sees the mugs. Is that a look of concern on her face? She enters the kitchen fully, moving over beside you.
>"I'm hoping that's not real cider..."
>Why not? you ask yourself.
"Nope, basically just apple juice."
>"Thank Celestia," Applejack sighs in relief. "Don't know if you've noticed, but she's been hitting the sauce pretty heavily lately."
>She had seen it too?
>"That's why I didn't bring anything tonight," she explains.
>You nod, signifying your approval.
"You know..." Applejack leans in confidentially, "... she's even asked me to make apple*jack*."
>You stare at her in confusion.
"She wanted you to make *what*?"
>"It's when you freeze cider and pull the ice chunks out," she explains, "Only the water actually freezes, so it doubles or triples the alcohol content."
"You're named after *booze*?"
>"I'll kick you into next week if you continue that train of thought, sugercube."
>You shut your mouth. While you're pretty sure she can't do that, it's not worth finding out. You gesture to the mugs, then back to the doorway.
>With her help, you're able to get the mugs out to the gaming table with minimal spillage. You don't know what made you think ponies can carry full mugs easily, but AJ gives it a good go.
>>21317017
'Ere we go
>>21317068And now I have to find a way to work this in. I guess Mercury Flare could play the HMK song?
>>21317017
>You can't get it out of your head that you now know Applejack was conceived on a night of drunken debauchery. Doesn't matter if it's true or not, it's your headcanon now. That's right, you headcanon real life.
>And you should never, ever, EVER say that around her.
"I picked up a little bit of cider earlier. Stashed it in your refrigerator."
>You put Twilight's mug in front of her - she looks up to you like she loves you with all her soul. It makes your heart hurt, knowing that you're lying to her. Also, that you're serving her something that tastes like ass.
"I'm afraid it's not from Applejack's farm. Quality isn't that great."
>"That's fine, I just can't be sober now." She takes a sip. "It tastes... nice."
>"Nice?" Rarity giggles, "I think I might pass on mine, if that won't offend you."
"Not at all."
>You sit, forcing yourself to take a sip. Oh gods, it still tastes like ass.
>Even Pinkie Pie barely chugs hers, and that's a pone that takes her drinking seriously. Oddly enough, you've never seen her drunk.
>Or have you never seen her sober?
>You're not sure.
>Either way, Pinkie is Pinkie.
>>21317368
>dat headcanon
>>21317368
I'm nervous. I'm loving it.
>>21317368
Yes. All of my yes.
>>21317368
"So, did I miss anything?"
>"Nothing important." Dash grimaces at her mug. "Just working out where the machines are."
>She points to another red mark on the map. By the label, it's the entrance to the mines.
>"We might be able to fight our way in," she scowls, "but probably wouldn't make it out."
>"Actually, sugarcube, I had a thought on that."
>"Though their numbers are many, the Reavarii in this area seemed rather... inattentive." Existential Dredd smiles with menace. "The bard and I should be able to sneak in unopposed."
>Mercury Flare looks unconvinced, but eventually nods her consent.
>"How will we escape?" she asks after a second's thought.
"Well, they do look pretty sturdy."
>You wait a few more hours, giving Mint Julep as much rest as possible before reluctantly shaking her awake. She wraps her hooves around your neck gently.
>"I'm happy you didn't die."
>You hug her back.
>It doesn't take long for your party to reach a small hollow near the minehead. You are luckily able to avoid encounters with any more monsters or the Reavarii - any confrontation risks raising the alarm.
>"Is there anything we should be doing while you..." Rarity searches for the right word "... *procure* our transportation?"
>"Just don't die."
>"You did your part at the bridge, Paladin," Mercury Flare tells you. "Now let me do mine."
>Existential Dredd says not, just drawing her knife and disappearing into the shadows.
>>21318011
>The two of them sneak through the dark paths, past the many Reavarii occupied loading oar into the cart-machines. Every few minutes, some pony slaves push mine carts into the cavern, dumping the ore for sorting. There are a few close calls, some of the hooded figures looking in the bard's direction.
>Existential Dredd grimaces with every noise and blunder Mercury Flare makes, but the two eventually make their way to an unattended vehicle. They hop into the cab, the assassin looking on in wonder as her companion flips several switches and grips the wheel.
>The roar of the engine echoes throughout the cavern, hooded figures look up in surprise.
>"Hang on, Dredd," Mercury Flare yells over the noise. "This is going to get fun."
>>21318254
Keep going, it's getting good now.
>>21318011
Naught*
>>21318254
>>"Hang on, Dredd," Mercury Flare yells over the noise. "This is going to get fun."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9XTLC8KHwk
>>21318254
>The machine lurches into action as some of the Reavarii move to intercept. Others block off the exits to the cavern.
>"That's right, assholes, bunch up for me." Mercury Flare slams the gearshift into drive and the vehicle speeds ahead.
>No one that survives this day will know just what was loudest - the roar of the engine, the screams of the assassin, or the maniacal laughter of the driver. Even the Reavarii, beings who worship the darkest of horrors, will speak of this day in hushed whispers.
>As the vehicle powers ahead, Flare spins the wheel, causing it to skid - the side of it slamming into the Reavarii's line.
>Broken bodies go flying, survivors moaning in agony.
"Don't forget the +3 damage for Weapons Proficiency: Improvised Weapon."
>"Why would that apply?" Twilight asks, reaching for Applejack's untouched mug. "You're not drinking this, right?"
>"Naw, you go ahead."
"Well, show us the weapon stats for a truck."
>You gesture to the stack of rulebooks.
"I checked, but I couldn't find them listed *anywhere*"
>Twilight looks at you and sighs. You can't tell if she's happy with you or... not.
>The sounds of the Reavarii's suffering cease.
>>21318503
>Mercury Flare spins the wheel again, getting the skidding vehicle back under control.
>"Anyone in particular that's pissing you off?" she asks Existential Dredd. "They're starting to close in on us, but I think we have time for one more pass."
>"Um..." the assassin leans out of the cab, looking around. "That one over there." she points to a hunched Reavarii facing away from you, the only one that hasn't moved. "That little shit over there. He's not taking us seriously."
>"Hell yeah!" Mercury Flare throws the machine into a higher gear and cackling. It eats up the distance in seconds, slamming into the the Reavarii and turning him into a fine pink mist.
>"What the fuck just happened to that fucker?" Dash asks, eyes wide.
>"He was deaf," Twilight explains. "You caught him unaware."
>"Aaaaaaand?" Rainbow Dash continues to stare at her expectantly.
>"And I assumed," Twilight grins, "that you were going to demand the triple damage from backstabbing him."
>"Did I just backstab someone with a *truck*?" You didn't think Aredee's eyes could get any wider, but they do. "I just backstabbed someone with a truck!" She turns to Applejack, hoof held out. "BROHOOF!"
>>21318766
this story is fucking amazing
>>21318766
>>"And I assumed," Twilight grins, "that you were going to demand the triple damage from backstabbing him."
>>"Did I just backstab someone with a *truck*?" You didn't think Aredee's eyes could get any wider, but they do. "I just backstabbed someone with a truck!"
Fucking kek
>>21318766
I lol'd!
Just discovered the previous thread before it 404'd by chance, have been reading through the entire thing and am now eagerly waiting to see where things go.
Thanks for the story, green writer person!
>>21318766
>"And I assumed," Twilight grins, "that you were going to demand the triple damage from backstabbing him."
This shit is getting good
>>21318766
>Cackling wildly, Mercury Flare turns the wheel again, swinging the machine around. Reavarii from all over the cavern were beginning to surround them, and the open cab offered scant protection. Time to get out of here.
>The vehicle breaks through the Reavarii lines one last time. Some manage to throw themselves aside, most do not. It picks up speed, roaring down... the mineshaft?
>"Was that the plan?" Rarity's eyes are wide. "That was not the plan."
>"I came up with a better plan," Rainbow Dash answers proudly.
>"Is this going to be like your last few plans?" Applejack's eyes narrow. "Remember, this time you're dragging my character to her death too."
>"No, this plan is great! There's still way too many of them for us to fight." Dash looks to Twilight Sparkle. "Right?"
>"You can always fight them. As for surviving... well, that's not for me to say..." she looks to the map, counting the number of minis still standing. "But I'd say there's still about fifty that are fit to fight."
"And how many slaves are down in the mines?"
>You think you know where Aredee is going with this.
>"You don't know - Existential Dredd didn't go down there."
>"But did I see enough to make a guess?" Applejack asks, picking up a d20.
>"Um. Maybe. Let me check." Twilight flips through the last few pages of her notebook. "Roll."
>AJ flings the dice, everyone staring expectantly as it tumbles across the table. Fourteen.
>"Well, that's a success, though just barely. I'd say you've seen enough to make a guess." Twilight shrugs. "About 200, give or take."
>"Awesome!" Rainbow Dash shoves her things into her bags. "Time to end it for the night!"
>"Are you sure?" Twilight hesitatingly asks. She looks like she is ready to throw everyone out, but... "You never want to stop playing."
>"I need to think about things," Dash explains. "I need to make... plans."
MFW I suck on carlos
So far, this is one of the better, if not best greentext (my opinion) I've seen in a while. Keep it up!
>>21319235
*(In my opinion)
>>21319235
I think it has some nice funny bits, and an okay amount of feels to it. I like it.
>>21319115
>Waking in Equestria, cut off from your life, from your friends, from your *species* - that was confusing, disorienting. But you adapted. Rainbow Dash making *plans*? This is horrifying. You hope there are pony therapists, because you are going to need one after tonight. Maybe two. Shit, let's just hire all of them.
>"I guess this is a good place to stop." Rarity begins packing her belongings as well. "I have a feeling that this train won't have any breaks from here on."
>Thank the gods you keep your fucking mouth shut and don't say what you want to say.
>"Okay girls, we'll pick this next w-"
>"Tomorrow?" They all turn to her, grinning wildly.
>>21319408
>"Okay girls, we'll pick this next w-"
>"Tomorrow?" They all turn to her, grinning wildly.
>>21319408
>"Okay then, tomorrow," she surrenders to their pressure. "Are you going to help me clean up again, Anon?"
"Yeah, just let me say goodnight to everyone..."
>You follow your friends outside, giving Rarity a polite hug and Rainbow Dash a high... hoof? Applejack simple tips her hat and trots off, but you grab Pinkie Pie's tail before she can bounce away.
"Hey Pinko Pride, what was up with those cupcakes?"
>"Oh, those? I saw the box in the trash." She blinks up at you. "Rainbow Dash told me she ate one, so I thought you might need replacements." She bounces up, booping your nose with hers. "Besides, you bought the wrong ones, silly!"
"How did you know I needed two?"
>She rolls her eyes at you.
>"Well of *course* you need two," she explains. "One for Twilight Sparkle, and one to give up for her."
>She giggles and bounces free of your grip.
"Wait! How did you know I needed them for..."
>Your words trail off as Pinkie disappears. Those aren't really words you want to shout across all of Ponyville.
>With a sigh, you head back inside. Twilight hasn't moved from the table - she's staring at the leftover cookies hungrily.
"You haven't had anything to eat all day, have you...?"
>"Just the cupcakes." She pokes a cookie with one hoof. "But I just don't like these cookies. I don't know why Pinkie Pie brought these ones - she knows I hate them." She see's your doubtful look. "Well, not *hate*..."
"Want me to cook you something?"
>Her eyes light up at your offer.
>"That would be great! With Spike gone, I just haven't had time..."
>Ah, right. You doubt that she has had a home cooked meal the entire time Spike has been away.
"Sure thing."
>You ruffle her mane, making her giggle.
"Whatcha want?"
>"Breakfast!" she calls after you as you walk into the kitchen.
>>21319864
Pancakes and Waffles Nuff said. Both? YES BOTH because WHY THE FUCK NOT.
>>21319864
Chocolate chip pancakes with powdered sugar and maple syrup.
>>21319864
Biscuits and gravy
>>21319965That was my first thought, too. Sadly, Twilight is almost out of groceries, and no one is open this time of night. Also, I have plans for waffles.
>>21319864
>You crack open her refrigerator and take a look. Hmm... eggs, butter, some fruit. There really isn't much in here. Spike must do most of the grocery shopping in addition to the cooking.
>You'll have to see about picking some food up tomorrow - the dragon won't be back for a while and someone has to see to the princess's needs. Poor girl - mare? - can barely take care of herself.
>Lots of spices, though. Looooots of spices.
>You need to make something quick and easy - you're pretty tired, she's famished. Scrabbled eggs it is. You throw some butter into the frying pan, and while it's getting up to temp hunt down some bread. Into the toaster they go. You swirl the butter around in the pan and crack a few eggs into it, adding rosemary and a touch of salt. It doesn't take long for them to cook - less time than you thought, actually. That's fine, a bit more butter takes care of the dryness.
>You turn the heat down, just enough to keep them warm while the toast finishes. While waiting, you pull out an orange, splitting it into its separate wedges. Hrm. You've got orange, yellow and brown food... need something red...
>Cranberry juice.
>You pour two glasses.
>Bam! Toast is done. You throw everything onto plates and bring them out to your princess.
>>21320135
>the dragon won't be back for a while and someone has to see to the princess's needs
calling for another story based on Spike while he's away at Canterlot during this story
>>21320197Implying Twilight didn't kill him because he kept getting between her and Anon.
>>21320135
>Twilight has cleaned off the table while you were cooking - you put her plate in front of her, sitting down opposite her.
>"Thank you, Anon," she smiles at you, and shoves her plate across the table. She grabs her glass of juice and slides around the table until she bumps into you. "I was so busy these past few days... particularly since I've had to reschedule things for these game nights."
>She rests her head against your shoulder.
>"Still, it's been worth it. We've been having so much fun." She smiles up at you. "Thank you."
>You gently boop her nose.
"Eat your food, Twilight. It's getting cold."
End night 2. And that's the end of the green for tonight as well.
>>21320423
You're doing great things, writefriend. These are some of the best characterizations of the M6 I've read.
>>21320423
This story is great, can't wait for the bits coming.
>Muh gurl twilight having breakfast at night
Based mare.
>>21318766
I swear, your interpretation of these ponies are the best interpretation of these ponies I've read in a good long while. I think I like them so much because I can see actual friends acting like them and not as if they were from a Saturday morning cartoon script.
>>21320946
I feel the same way. I'm fairly positive that our writefag is actually a DM. Judging by this:
>Twilight is almost out of groceries
It seems he's already built a world for himself to work with and it's just a matter of putting it all into text. The average writefag does not do this.
>playing b&b 3.5 instead of superior HURPS
>>21319965
>WAFFLES
http://youtu.be/bUGUJxltHKI
>>21319864
>>"Well of *course* you need two," she explains. "One for Twilight Sparkle, and one to give up for her."
>>She giggles and bounces free of your grip.
>"Wait! How did you know I needed them for..."
>>Your words trail off as Pinkie disappears.
Best horse is best.
>>21320991
>he doesnt play path trotter
>>21321740
>pathtrotter
Mah zigger
>>21320991
>>21322365
>Not playing Vampony the Requiem.
Its like you don't even want to have fun.
I just can't wait for tomorrow!
>"Basically cultists!" Pinkie Pie bounces up and down. "I have an idea? Did you find their Kool-Aid? We could poison it!"
Is it bad I understood this? Nah, probably not.
>>21322886
Thank you for the Kool-Aid, reverend Jim.
>>21321740
>b&b 3.75
Seriously though, tfw I use pony miniatures to represent monsters in my pathfinder game and nothing my players can do will stop me
(If you browse this board Will, don't reveal my power level to the others or your centaur is getting a cutie mark next session :3 )
>>21320423
>>21320423
Sir, you are a wonderful writefag. The writing's well-paced, them feels are appropriate and don't just devolve into clop, and the characters are seriously well-developed. Looking forward to the next chapter.
>>21318766
Holy Fucking KEK!
This is something do gloroous that you only ever see something like that happen maybe once every 5 games. Fucking amazing
bumppity
>>21316572
I know how you feel brahTook me ages to find out that you can just ctrl+s to spoiler selected text.Most of you faggots probably didn't know that too
>>21317368
>Even Pinkie Pie barely chugs hers, and that's a pone that takes her drinking seriously. Oddly enough, you've never seen her drunk.
>Or have you never seen her sober?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6DUnThl80s
>>21320423
This story is amazing, thank you.
>>21324512
Page 8 bump
>>21324194Ages, to discover a feature m00t added less than a year ago. How long have you been here?
>>21324194wow, didn't know ctrl+s was a thing
Non spoiler bump
Page 9 bump
[waiting intensifies]
bimp
bawp
writefag-san please: http://dnd-wiki.org/wiki/Talk:Pegasus_Mount_%283.5e_Feat%29
Writefagging continues in about an hour, but first I seek anon's advice. I need two non-mane-6/princess/CMC characters for tonight's green. One will be Anon's friend, the other... I don't know what purpose they will serve yet. Just that I need them. Leaning towards Lyra for the friend, but open to suggestions for both. Who would anon like to see?
>>21326726
yet you control none of them
>>21328004
>lyra
She's used too much, imo. just pick two random background ponies and give them a personality loosely based on whatever episode they were in.
>>21328004
zacora and trixie.trixie was already talked about, and zacora would be a cool friend for anon when he wants to get away from all the ponyville nonsense.
>>21328004
Grumpy Cherry Berry or perhaps Berry Punch. Maybe Carrot Top, she doesn't get enough love.
>>21328004
How about Lyra and Octavia?
>>21328004
Lyra = friend
Bonbon = Fremesis (Newman to Anons Jerry)
>>21328004
Vinyl and Cheerilee. Becausecrack shipping
>>21328490
>cheerilee
Second. You know everyone had that cool as fuck teacher who was a closet gamer.
>>21328004
big mac as the frend.
carrot top as the "enemy" becausefuck if i know, carrots...
>>21328004
Votes for Cheerilee andBerry Punch.Since you've been touching on the drinking too much topic
>>21328004
Trixie and Lyra.
Lyra because she's anon's friend, and Trixie because she drives Twilight to drink.
>>21320423
>Ugh... straight in the eyes. You raise your hand to ward off the devilish sunbeam that woke you. Is that... are those... do you smell food?
>You sit up, clutching your head. Oh, you're still at Twilight's place. On the couch. Not even dating, and you had to stay at her place and sleep on the couch because you pissed her off.
>Maybe? You don't really remember anything after eating.
>You stand on wobbly legs - they're feeling rather weak this morning, like you slept on them wrong. But there was plenty of room to spread out on the couch...
>Eh, whatever. Time to investigate that smell. You stubble towards the kitchen.
>"Nope!" you hear Twilight call out from there. "Go sit back down."
>Well, it's not like your legs want to work anyway. You shuffle back, flopping down on the couch.
>Huh, it's earlier than you thought. The clock shows it's still mid-morning.
>>21328714
>>21328004
I want to say that Berry Punch was already brought up in the story. Something along the lines of her, Anon, incredible amounts of alcohol and a huge mess. Seems like it'd fit in just fine.
>>21328824
>Is Spike back? It can't be Twilight cooking in there, can it?
>Out trots your little princess, carrying along two plates of waffles with her magic.
>"You did good last night," she says, smiling at you. "You get waffles."
"Did you make those yourself?"
>She couldn't have.
>"Of course? Who else would it have been?"
>She throws herself onto the couch, though it would probably be more accurate to say your lap. It just happens to be on the couch.
>You realize with a shock why your legs feel like you slept on them - someone did, it just wasn't you.
>Twilight drags the table closer with her magic, setting down the two plates on it.
>She looks up to you, seeing the shocked expression on your face.
>"Oh, sorry..." she looks away quickly. "We didn't quite make it up to the bedroom last night."
>You don't know what to say, so you fill your mouth with waffle before anything stupid comes out.
>>21328987
Hmm...
Wat?
>>21328987
Did Twilight magically date rape Anon? No complaints...haha
>>21328987
This potentially makes me moist
>>21329109
As if Anon isn't going to fall prey to Fluttershy within the next two green posts
>>21329393
Your get is impressive, your meme is not. The thread you're looking for is this way: >>21306040
>>21328987
>"I think we were both just too tired to climb all those stairs," she continues, "when there's a perfectly good couch right here." She daintily takes a bit of her waffle. Hesitatingly. Like she's just doing something to fill time until you finally respond to her.
"So... we just fell asleep on the couch...?"
>"Of course, what else would we -" she suddenly goes silent.
"WE WERE JUST TIRED."
>"YES, JUST TIRED."
>She tries to shove a whole waffle in her mouth and failing spectacularly.
>You can't help but laugh as she tries to hide her embarrassment behind waffles. Her cheeks glow crimson - laughing at it just makes it worse. Twilight slides off your lap, studying her now empty plate like it is a new book.
>You grab her around her shoulders, pulling her back against you. She doesn't resist, falling against you like a dead weight.
>"I didn't know it was possible to die from embarrassment, but I think I just did."
"But you're still al-"
>"Because if I didn't, I would."
>She stares straight ahead without seeing anything.
>>21329433
Comfort her, you cunt.
>>21329465
With your dick.
>>21329488
Patience... We need build-up, motherfucker. This shit is tight, don't rush it.
>>21329433
Oh come on Twilight
You know I'm only joking with you.
Give her a reassuring smile.
This doesn't have to be a big deal. Only if anon makes it a big deal.
>>21329431
I was actually implying that this Anon isn't such a pushover, but I guess I conveyed that poorly.
>>21329637
>your check
THAT SLUT
>You try to think of something - anything - to say, and fail. With one hand, you hold her tight to your chest, with the other, you take another bite of waffle.
"You know, it's a shame that you're dead."
>Another bite.
"These waffles are great."
>Another bite.
"I wouldn't mind having more."
>"We're all out of batter," she mumbles into your chest.
"Not now, of course. There's no way I can eat when my princess has just died."
>You give her a little squeeze.
"Tomorrow morning would be fine."
>"I'll still be dead tomorrow."
"Then I'll have to go on a quest to bring you back."
>A hint of a smile graces her blank face. Just a hint, but you would swear it's there.
>>21329660
Oh shit son, tell her a story. Make her smile.
>>21329660
how can you write so good? teach me master
>>21329660
awh this is getting cute
>>21329651I was okay with a typo making Applejack a lesbian, but this? TWILIGHT MUMBLING INTO A CHECK? OH HELL NO THAT WHORE. Had to fix that shit.
>>21329660
"I swear, my princess, I shall bring you back, no matter what the laws of life and death forbid."
>You ball your free hand into a fist, thrusting it skyward.
"No one, not even the gods, shall bar my path!"
>You scream your words into the ceiling, holding that pose for long seconds.
"And if that fails, then I shall just have to follow you."
>She pulls back from your soft words, gasping in horror.
>"You wouldn't!"
"And leave you all alone?"
>You cup her face with one hand.
"What do you think?"
>"I... I..."
"I think we need to go grocery shopping."
>"I... okay." She willingly accepts this change of topic without hesitation. Much better than trying to bring closure to anything else you've spoken of this morning.
>"I'll go make a list..." She quickly slips out of your grasp, all but running into the kitchen with a pen and scroll of paper.
>>21330129
Stop teasing us you double nigger.
>>21330129
Yessssss. This is adorable.
>>21330187
Shut it. The tease makes the pay off that much better.
>>21330216
>Shut it. The tease makes the pay off that much better.
It doesn't mean I have to like it.I really like it.
>>21328987
>You did good last night, so you get waffles
I see what you did there. I saw it before too.
>>21330187I guess I could cut straight to the murder/suicide and skip all the clop and plot in between if that's what you really want...
>>21330129
>As she rummages around the kitchen, making a list of everything she could possibly need - strike that - a list of everything, you try to straighten out your clothes. Ponies may not wear them often, but they can certainly tell when they've been slept in.
>You should at least try to be presentable. Don't want to start any rumors.
>With a sudden burning in your face, you realize that your clothes would have been much neater if you *hadn't* slept in them.
>You decide they're fine just the way they are, wrinkles and all.
>"Oh, I meant to ask you -" Twilight sticks her head out of the kitchen "- where did you get that cider?"
>Huh? What cid - oh that cider.
"Um... I don't remember..."
>"We should try to get more of it if you do," she says, making more notes on the list. "It tasted like sh-fine. It tasted fine. But it got me through the night and I didn't have a hangover."
>She beams a smile in your direction.
>"Please try to remember."
>Crap, you'll need to tell her the truth soon.
>She disappears back into the kitchen. Feeling rather useless, you look for something to do. The plates from last night are still on the table, along with your new ones - time to do some dishes, you guess.
>You pile up the dishes and carry them into the kitchen, dumping them in the sink and reaching for a sponge.
>>21330582
>murder/suicide
Hah. Funny joke. Right? Right?
>>21330499
If this is about that farmer, I totally thought he was a demon.
>>21330636I thought everyone was wanting Anon to stick it in her...? Oh shit, did you folks mean his dick, not a knife!? Fuck, that changes things. Okay, next bit of green will take a little bit longer, have to rewrite shit.
>>21330698
>>21330698
>Sex
>Bunnies and Burrows
You're That Guy, OP. Good job.
For you, based writefriend.Mike Lin once said if it doesn't look like what you drew it to be, spell it out and point an arrow to it.
>>21330698
>>21330582
>You are dragged backwards before you can begin - apparently Twilight has finished with her list and is ready to go with her characteristic lack of patience for delays.
>When Twilight is ready to go, she's *ready to go*.
"Hey, how about leaving me with a little dignity?"
>You flail wildly, trying to grab hold of anything.
>"What?" She turns, seeing you hovering behind her in mid-air. "Oh, sorry."
>Praise the dark gods, she lets you walk outside under your own power.
>You look up - the sun is almost directly overhead. Well, the good news is that the market is usually pretty empty right about now. Most ponies do their shopping in the morning, when everything is fresh and they have their pick of the choicest goods. It's not too far of a walk, but enough that it will be awkward without conversation.
>Good thing there is something you've been meaning to ask Twilight about. Just a mere curiosity.
Anon and Twilight return from shopping, all her friends are in the house playing Ninja Burger.
Are they in the Treebrary or the Friendship Castle Playset™?
>Good thing there is something you've been meaning to ask Twilight about.
>>21331147
Castle - would be more descriptive/accurate about where things are, except I doubt the toy is an accurate reference.
>>21330980
"So, what does Luna think about how she's depicted in Burrows and Basilisks?"
>"Huh? Oh..." Twilight has to think for a bit before she can answer you. "It's never come up. I mean, it *is* just a game, Anon."
>You shrug, didn't really expect an answer anyway.
>"But Celestia did tell me something once," Twilight continues, "when she caught me reading one of the novels when I should have been studying."
>She smiles guiltily.
>"She says it's the most accurate depiction of her sister written during the exile. I mean... for the longest time, Luna was just a legend to us - the Mare in the Moon."
>She lapses into silence as you ponder this.
"So, who wrote the background for the game?"
>Twilight never forgets an author, so it's one heck of a surprise when she simply shrugs. That gets you thinking.
"I bet Celestia wrote it."
>Twilight stares at you, eyes wide.
>"She *did* seem amused when she caught me with that novel..." She stops walking, deep in thought. "Actually, that explains so much..."
>Oh crap, you know that look. Twilight is about to run off and do *research*.
"We're going shopping, remember?"
>That almost shakes her out of it, but she still looks uncertain.
"You can always just ask Celestia..."
>"I can't do that!"
"Okay, I'll ask Celestia."
>"You can't do that!"
"I won't... if I get waffles tomorrow."
>>21331263
>Did you date rape me? I'm okay with it if you did, just let me be awake next time.
>>21331286
kek
>>21331286
Maybe sparklehorse is into some hardcore Cosby shit.
>>21331512
Well then we can't bring it up for 30 years.
>Captcha: reipt
>>21331285
>The market is busier than you expected - you forgot it's the weekend. Honestly, the days blur together when you have no set schedule.
>Still, it's not bad - not with Twilight here. Most ponies quickly make way for her, and you're able to follow in her wake.
>You simply follow her from stall to stall as she piles more and more items into your waiting arms, letting your mind wander.
>"Oh hey there, Anon!"
>You look down to see a pinkish pony at your side. Of course, she always corrects you, but you can never remember the color. Cerise, maybe?
"Heya Cheerilee, what's going on?"
>"Oh, not much, just doing a little shopping." A little? Those saddlebags are bulging. "Planning to make some snacks for the game next week."
>You see Twilight's ears perk up at those words. She doesn't turn - still talking to the merchant - but she's straining to hear everything.
>"You *are* going to make it, aren't you Anon?"
>You look back and forth between Twilight and Cheerilee. Your current campaign should end tonight, but...
"I'm afraid I'll have to get back to you on that."
>>21331711
Oh snap...Anon playing B&B with other ponies
>>21331711
Dubs confirm, Anon is hot for teacher.
>>21331711
>"Oh." The disappointment in her voice is clear. "Well, let me know as soon as you can. You always make things *interesting*."
"Will do."
>"See you later, Anon."
>You nod farewell to your friend as she heads off.
>"What was *that* about?"
>Oh, Twilight's finished with the merchant, putting another bag into your arms.
"Nothing really, I've just been playing a few nights a month over... at... her..."
>Your words trail off.
>"Well, you can go whatever you want, Anon."
>She turns from you, heading to the next stall, head held high.
>You rush to keep up with her, but she slips away before you can. Ponies that were more than willing to move out of the princess's way don't mind hindering *you*. Eventually, you lose site of Twilight entirely.
>There are only a few items left on her list, you know that much, but not which vendors she was planning to get them from. While the market isn't that large, you do know that you won't find her if she doesn't want you to.
>It's tempting to just leave... go back to her castle. You arms are overloaded, your princess has disappeared, and EVERYPONY seems to be intentionally getting in your way. She can find you later.
>You should just leave.
>>21332085
>You should just leave.
>>21332085
Go be a courageous knight and find your princess anon. Fuck.
>>21332085
Action!
Adventure!
Romance!
Intrigue!You're probably a pretty great DM. I'd play with you.
>>21332085
>You take one step, and then another.
>Without hesitation, you follow after Twilight.
>It feels like you're looking for hours, but common sense tells you it's only a few minutes before you hear a familiar voice.
>"What do you mean 'no such thing'?"
>"I'm TELLING you, if there was a cider that didn't leave you with a hangover, I would know!"
>Oh, great. Another voice you remember.
>You manage to shove your way through the crowd before things escalate.
"There you are, Twilight. I've been looking for you."
>"I said you could go wherever you want." She barely glances over to you, more interested in the stall she and Berry Punch are patronizing.
"I know."
>"So why didn't you go home?" she asks, picking up a bottle of cider to inspect it.
"Because you said I could go wherever I want."
>"And you wanted to get a drink?" Twilight scoffs.
"I wanted to be with you."
>>21332423
>"I wanted to be with you."
THAT'S THE TICKET
>>21332423
>>21332423
anon did the good thing.
>>21332423
>tfw you chose both of my suggestions.
>>21332295I try. Too bad I can never seem to actually get a group together.
>>21332423
>Berry Punch grabs the bottle as it slips from Twilight's hooves.
>"What do you think you're doing?" she yells angrily. "You can't just treat these things like a baby, you've got to hold them *carefully*!"
>The vendor snatches the bottle from her arms.
>"Damn it Berry, you get out of here before I tell everyone you're actually a teetotaler!"
>"You wouldn't dare!"
>He leans over the counter menacingly.
>"Not if you get out of here *now*."
>She runs, still holding the bottle. You take a step to pursue, but the merchant waves you off.
>"She'll bring it back tomorrow."
>"She actually doesn't drink...?" Twilight asks, eyes wide.
>The colt says nothing as you lead Twilight away.
"Let me take a look at your list..."
>"Was he serious? Our town drunk never drinks?"
>You shake your head at her - this isn't the time or place to discuss that.
"I'll tell you about it later. Right now, let's get the last few items. What's left?"
>"Just some flour, fruit..." she holds up her list "and cider."
>Your peer closely at the list.
"I don't see cider on here."
>"What? I'm sure..." she looks over the list again.
"Nope, not on the list. You'll have to get it next time."
>"But I can make an exception," she starts to argue, before cutting herself off. "No... no. You're right, Anon. It's not on the list."
>>21332872
Good. No more cider at ALL, hopefully.
>>21333066
That isn't how alcoholism works anon. Booze is really easy to get.
>>21332872
>She pulls a pen out of her bag and strikes through that line on the paper.
>"Any particular fruit you feel like getting?" Twilight asks, smiling for you.
"Strawberries. Maybe some bananas."
>"Let's see what they have." She starts to walk off, but hesitates, looking to you. "Stay close?"
"Always."
And that's all the green for tonight. Pretty slow, a bit boring, went some places I didn't expect to go.Seriously, Berry Punch doesn't drink? Was I fucking sober when I wrote that?Tomorrow's green should be a bit more exciting.Pic related.
>>21333192
You're doing a great job. First green I've looked forward to in a while. Thanks for your time!
>>21333213
Me too. House of Horses(Cards) comes close but that shit fell apart so hard at the end. Hopefully this story doesn't suffer the same fate.
>>21333230
Whatever happened in house of horses? I stopped reading after twilight used that blood magic to find out what anon did at the Minotaur Gryphon summit.
>>21333471
Long story short
>anon gets the public to question celestia and luna
>they pretend to flee the mass of ponies who are outraged by the leaked budget
>Prince Anon takes over and becomes King
>Finch feels guilty at the murdering of an innocent pony to keep Anon's conspiracies under wraps
>Twilight approaches a distraught Finch and convinces her to "test" anon's loyalty to Finch, the promise he made to her the night she almost got raped
>Twilight pretends she turned Finch to stoned and approaches Anon, saying she can take his place if she loves him
>anon doesn't buy it
>Finch appears angry and upset
>Twilight runs Anon into stone using the elements of harmony because of reasons
>Celestia had this planned all along because of reasons
Needless to say a lot of people were pissed off at the cliche and rushed ending, including myself. To the point where people started recotting the ending. I stopped paying attention after that. I feel bad for even wasting my time reading it.
>>21333230I think I've been successfully threatened out of the murder/suicide gag ending, and I'm actually pretty close to my end goal. Everything is set up now - just have to bring things to their proper conclusions. Two, maybe three more days and it'll be done. This was a slow night because Rarity was right - once the game picks back up, there are no breaks.
>>21333575
>recotting the ending
Terrifying.
>>21333749
Kek. I meant to say "retconning"
>>21333763
So y'all didn't cheese it?
>>21333829
Nah, but he did lose hiswhey
>>21333575
Really? Ain't that some shit, it started out with such promise.
>>21333978
bumping for writefriend
>>21333575
How did twilight even use the elements if all the others are long dead by the hoh time line? Also that's a fucking bullshit ending.
>>21334625
Because she's GUD AT MAGIC. That was the explanation. I'm not joking.
>>21334625
Celestia did it. They're both alicorns now.
>>21334657
That is is why the ultimate power in the land is meant to be wielded by 6 God damn ponies, to avoid abuses like this.
>>21334902
fact.
>>21333640
Thoughts on a follow up project? I'd love to keep reading what you write. Your M6 are fucking awesome.
>>21333640
really looking forward to it every morning!
>>21335962
this, your writing is amazingwe love you
>>21333575
Greens are good for you.
>>21335962
This story might end, but their story certainly won't. I have to bring Fluttershy and Spike back in at some point, and it would be nice to see Twilight playing a character. Also, there's Anon's other gaming groupCheerilee, Lyra, Trixie, and Berry Punch. Would love to see Fluttershy trying to RP a Space Marine in Deathwatch, so Anon might have the PDFs for that on his iPad. AlsoFilly Magi Scootaloo Magica.
>>21333863
Underrated post.
>>21337354>Also Filly Magi Scootaloo Magica.
Oh mother of god yes!
>>21332085
>>It's tempting to just leave... go back to her castle.
Shit I was imagining everything in the old tree library this entire fucking time.RIP
>>21337354
holy shit yes, never stop writing twiligh/tg/ame
>>21338036
Same here. Hit that line and went "Wait, what? Oh..." when I was reading it.
Still, we'll see what the new season brings.That place was so cool, though...
I always imagine everything taking place in the treehouse instead of the castle. I know the treebrary well and we only got a peek of the throne room from the new castle, other than that we know fuck all how it looks.
And of course because the tree was infinitely better and has all the sweet memories tied to it and now I made myself sad.
>>21337354
>>21337858
>dem spoilers
So I take it thatOpalescence will be playing the part of Kyubei.
bump
This thread will not die on my watch
get up and continue, you magnificent bastard
>>21334625
>>21334636
>>21334902
Are you guys seriously forgetting that Celestia originally wielded all six elements at once? I didn't even read the story, but that's not even a stretch that Twilight could do it too.
>>21339608
I actually made that comment.>>21334657
>>21334902
was referring to what i said.
bomp
>>21338251
Yes please.
So when will the writing resume?
>>21340819
In about an hour.
>>21341027
Fuck yeah
>>21341027
I'm already excited for my game tonight, because when it's over there will be green to read.
>>21333192
>You stand in the kitchen, arms full of groceries. Staring.
>Just where the hell does all of this go...?
>First things first - you drop the bundles on the counter. Can't put things away when your arms are full. Eggs and other perishables are obvious - into the refrigerator they go. But the flour and other dry goods...? There are way too many cabinets in here.
>Things would be so much easier if Twilight hadn't rushed upstairs as soon as you two stepped through the door. Something about introducing her new books to their new friends.
>Sometimes... that little pony reminds you of an anime you watched back home. Not that you really mind, books are nice and all. Very handy for bludgeoning wayward players.
>You always bought the hardback versions for a reason.
>>21341760
>not buying the leather bound, gold inlaid versions of everything
Welcome back!
>>21341760
R.o.D. references? Mah nigga.
>>21341788Anon buys two. The fancy one is for reading. The plain one is for beating the shit out of things.
>>21341760
>Threatening your players with an iPad or laptop just didn't have the same effect. Fucking eBooks.
>With a sigh, you begin opening cabinets. Nope, that one's dishes. Pots. Glassware. More dishes. Um... potion supplies...?
>You decide that Twilight can put the groceries away. It is her home, after all. Time to tackle those dishes - at least you know where to put those away.
>What's taking Twilight so long? You start to feel a little annoyed by the time you finish washing the plates and dry them. She probably got sidetracked and is curled up in the library reading.
>You look back to the pile of food. Take another shot at putting those away...? Naaaaah.
>You wipe your hands dry.
>Time to see what's going on.
>>21341920I've always wanted to see a crossover - I bet the world would be destroyed in the confrontation between Twilight and Yomiko to decide who gets to read the Necronomicon first.
>You head upstairs. Bedroom? Or library? Hmmm. You pop your head into the bedroom, looking around. Nope, not there. Library it is, then.
>You open the door slowly - there she is, sitting in her chair, her back to you. There are two others in the room, but that one... that chair is *hers*. You don't know how she can sit in that spot - you've always felt weird sitting with your back to a door.
>Not that you're one of *those* people, it's just human nature. Though you shouldn't say "human" nature, since you've noticed the exact same trend in ponies.
>Not Twilight, though.
>What is she reading...? That isn't one of the books she bought today, is it? No, obviously not. Even from the doorway, you can see the signs of heavy wear - this book has been read many times.
>With a sigh, Twilight closes the book, setting it on the side table. Her head turns back to face you.
>"Hey."
"Hey."
>>21342173
>I'm sitting with my back to a door right now
I-Is it really a strange thing to do?
>>21337354
>Filly Magi Scootaloo Magica.
Holy shit, someone else who played it.
Anyone up for a story how I made Gabe Newel turn into a black hole, after which I reversed the polarity of the gravity causing the universe to be reborn, upon which returning to point where I killed gabe, I found a demo for HL3 on Mac?
>>21342253
Yes. Someone could sneak up on you and surprise you easily. And then stab you.
>>21342253
>Giving someone the chance to sneek up on you.
>Not being on-guard 24/7.
But really, its a tic for most people, myself included. Restaurants/home/even when I'm camping, gota know what's going on around me. Thanks all branches of the American military, you did this to me.
>>21342173
>You cross the room and sit in the adjacent chair, the side table between you.
>"I thought about what you said," she says softly. "About Celestia."
>She puts her hoof on the book, pushing it slightly towards you. You look at it - it's one of the old Burrows and Basilisks novels. You've never read any of them - you're sure they are perfectly decent books, but in general you would prefer to make your own story instead of reading someone else's.
"Is that the -"
>She nods.
>"The book Celestia caught me reading."
"How many times have you read it...?"
>The edged of the cover are worn ragged, the spine held together only through luck and wishes.
>"I don't know," she answers with a sad smile. She unsubtly pushes it towards you again. "It's the book that got me into roleplaying."
>You tilt your head to one side, eyebrow raised questioningly.
>"It was such an amazing adventure," she explains. "I wanted to create stories of my own."
>>21342338
What if they sneak up on me and surprise me easily, and then give me a slice of cheesecake? Won't you feel silly then?
>>21342448
Is being snuck up on a requirement for the cheesecake or will they give it to me regardless?
>>21342448
>>21342487
The cheesecake is poisoned.
Alternatively, it is a lie.
>>21342359
"And you couldn't just write one?"
>She shakes her head, the fringe of her mane swaying back and forth gently.
>"That's not the same, and you know it." You nod in agreement. "I tried... before I had... friends." She still has that sad smile on her face.
"It's different, creating a story with another person."
>"It is..." her smile turns genuine. "I like this much better."
>If she nudges that book any further, it's going to fall off the table.
"You want me to read that book, don't you?"
>Twilight ducks her head shyly.
"Can't you just tell me that?"
>She shakes her head, never looking up.
>"I just..." She can't finish.
"I would love to."
>You reach over to the book, your hand brushing across her hoof.
>>21342487
How else they gonna get to you? Just walk right up through an open restaurant. Shit, might as well shoot themselves and save the snipers the trouble.
>>21342588
I'd hate to be who ever is behind me. When I'm scared I void my bowels...
>>21342609
>no pre-game dump when cheesecake is on the line
Get your life together, man.
>>21342650
But, if it's a surprise how can I be prepared? Unless, you mean they place the cake in front of me and I go use the bathroom first.
>>21342536
>On impulse, you wrap your fingers around her hoof. Twilight looks up to you in surprise. The two of you sit there, staring into each others eyes for a minute. She dips her head back down, blushing.
"We'll read it together."
>If something is worth doing, it's worth doing with the people - ponies - you care about.
>You tilt your head towards the door.
"Come on, let's go put those groceries away first."
>>21342691
Do you think this is a motherfucking game? This is the difference between having an unexpected slice of cheesecake and ending your meal on nothing but dull regret. You better get your head in the game, or one day soon you're gonna find yourself in some godforsaken hole in the wall Thai place with excellent tom kha gai and they ain't even gonna have deep fried bananas. And what the fuck are you gonna do then?
>>21342735
this tension is killing me
>>21342735
>You stand, still holding her hoof, and she slides off her seat to follow you. You reach over with your free hand and grab the book, slipping it into your jacket pocket. You pat the pocket for emphasis.
"For later."
>She lets you lead her down the stairs without a word, only pulling free of your grasp when you reach the kitchen. It doesn't take long for the two of you to put the food away. You had thought that Spike would be the one to deal with all the domestic chores, but you really shouldn't have assumed that Twilight wouldn't know her own kitchen.
>You didn't realize that the room was this small - the two of you bump into each other constantly as you work.
>Her mane is a mess by the time you finish - you kept reaching over her to put things away.
>You run your fingers through Twilight's mane, down her neck.
"I'm sorry."
>"For what?" she asks you innocently.
"For making a mess of things."
>>21343001
give her thelove
>>21343001
>She giggles softly, leaning into you.
>"Speaking of messes, you should probably go home." You pull your hand back. "Your clothes are a disgrace," she chuckles.
>Oh.
>"It wouldn't be a bad idea to change before everyone gets here," she continues.
"Right, we wouldn't want them to know I slept here."
>Can't argue with that.
"I'll be right back."
>You kneel down and give her a hug before leaving.
>>21343125
>On the way out, you grab your bag, dumping out the contents on the table. Just a notepad, sketchpad, a few knick-knacks. Still, you're going to need all the space.
>As you walk, you feel the weight of Twilight's book thumping into your leg every other step. You pull it out of your jacket pocket, looking it over. You wouldn't be surprised if it was almost as old as Twilight. You crack it open, gently, afraid that it will fall apart at the slightest excuse.
>It's... not bad. You can see the appeal, though you'd rather be making your own story, with your friends.
>Crap, you're supposed to be reading this with Twilight.
>You reluctantly put it back in your pocket as you reach your home.
>>21343233
>You quickly strip out of your clothes, pulling on fresh jeans and a shirt - your favorite ones.
>Rarity shredded the clothes you had arrived with, but it was worth it - she used them as a pattern to make you several full sets of clothing.
>You carefully fold a second outfit, putting it into your bag for later. Hopefully you'll need it - hopefully you'll earn waffles tonight.
>There's a little extra room left in your bag - you look around, seeing if there's anything else you need. All of your gaming supplies are at Twilight's place, and it's not like you own much anyway. Nothing you need. You pull your jacket back on.
>Twilight's book smacks into you.
>Nothing you need *here*, you correct yourself.
>>21343494
>>You carefully fold a second outfit, putting it into your bag for later. Hopefully you'll need it - hopefully you'll earn waffles tonight.
>earn waffles tonight
Muh dick
>>21343125
Tactical. Genius.
>>21343494
>You step outside, shutting the door behind you. The temperature is just starting to drop, and already fireplaces are being lit. You breathe deeply, savoring the calming smell of woodsmoke.
>"HI NONNY! WHATCHA GOT IN THE BAG?"
>GAH! You twitch away, jerking Pinkie Pie's head out of your bag.
"Heya Pinkie."
>First of all, where did Pinkie Pie come from?
>Second, why is she wagging her tail like a very self-satisfied puppy?
>Very suspicious.
"What are you up to, Pinko?"
>"Fun things!" She blinks up at you innocently. "Bye!"
>She dashes off without another word to you. Sometimes, you wonder which of your friends is actually the fastest. Sure, Rainbow Dash can break the sound barrier, but Pinkie... she breaks the laws of reality. Regularly. Sometimes, you wonder if she's the one that brought you here...
>Sometimes, you think some really strange thoughts. Get yourself together, Anon.
>That's just plain silly.
>So is Pinkie Pie.
>Dammit!
>You pull out Twilight's book again, need to distracted your wandering brain.
>Besides, it couldn't hurt to read a few more pages, right?
>>21343494
Yyyyyeeesssssssss.
Capcha: Bitte
>>21343703
>>Pinkie... she breaks the laws of reality. Regularly. Sometimes, you wonder if she's the one that brought you here...
>yfw no cutie funhorse to transport you to a land of fun and magic
>yfw you'll never know the love and friendship of a reality warper
>>21343712
Ha. I bet the odds of that happening again are like 7 to 1.
>>21343745
why even live anon
>>21343745
>suffering intensifies
>>21343703
>Sometimes, you wonder if she's the one that brought you here...
HELLO new head canon.
>>21343703
>After a few steps, your stomach twitches. It's been a while since waffletime. You had meant to go straight back to Twilight's - why, you don't know. It's several hours until your other friends will arrive. No rush, yet you still find yourself impatient to return. But food would be nice.
>Your steps waver. Minty Fresh's Pizza Palace is only a slight detour. Twilight probably hasn't had anything to eat either - you just know she'll be nose-deep in one of her new books when you arrive.
>Eventually, you come to a decision, veering off course. You turn the corner - there it is. Time for -
>BOOM.
>The door slams open, windows rattle. Confetti sprays everywhere - what the hell just happened?
>"YOU GET BACK HERE AND CLEAN THIS UP!" you hear Minty Fresh roar in surprised rage.
>"Ooopsie!"
>Off runs a giggling pink blur.
>Oh gods damn it, Pinkie.
>Minty Fresh sees you and scowls.
>"That damned friend of yours just fired off her party cannon in my kitchen!" He rears back, waving his forelimbs wildly in the air. "It's going to take all day to clean up this mess!"
>>21343925
damn her precognitive hide, what is she planning
>>21343969
Ponk is love; Ponk is life.
>>21343969inb4 yandere Ponka ruining anon's chances with Twilight
>>21344000
Trips confirm.
>>21344039Thanks for that thought. Now all I can see is Pinkie standing over Twilight's corpse. "There's no baby in here."
>>21343925
>You slip away as Minty Fresh drops to his knees, howling in rage.
>Your little boy heart is crushed. No pizza...? Pinkie Pie sure is going to have a lot to answer for when you see her tonight.
>Hopefully you can scrounge up something from Twilight's kitchen, or find Pinkie's stash, though you're starting to get a little tired of cookies.
>>21344123
>"It's okay nonny, she wasn't pregnant."
>"I checked."
>>21344123
>The woodsmoke smell in the air grows stronger as the temperature drops. Eventually, you have to put Twilight's book away - your hands are too cold. You shove them into your pockets to keep them warm. It wasn't this cold last night, was it?
>You shiver in your jacket. You didn't feel a cold front come in... then again, with the pegasi controlling the weather, you probably wouldn't have.
>Fuck, it's cold. Every pony you pass is wrapped up with scarves and coats. Was there some fucking newsletter you forgot to subscribe to?
>You duck your head, hunching up as much as possible, and continue to trudge forward.
>After a few minutes, the warm smell of cooking food catches your nose. Some family is going to have a warm hearty meal. You wish someone would do that for -
>So lost in thought, you almost walked right into Twilight's door. You look around briefly, wondering which of the nearby homes was the source of the smell.
>Doesn't matter.
>You knock twice and push the door open.
>>21344039
>>21344194
For as much as Harley Quinn and similar characters make me dick hard, I've never really got off on yandere Pinkie.
>>21343081avity
>>21344292
>The smell is mesmerizing - you walk away, leaving the door wide open, never seeing the pink arm that pulls it closed.
>You stumble forward, walking through the house. You pass the gaming table, carelessly letting your bag slide off your shoulder. It's not like anything in there is breakable. Carefully, you look through doorway to the kitchen.
>Your little purple pony is standing in front of the stove, spoon gripped in one hoof.
"Wouldn't it be easier to use magic?"
>Twilight jumps in surprise.
>"You're back already?" Her eyes dart back and forth between you and the pot on the stove.
>You shake your head.
"Nope. Still at my place. I should be back in... ten minutes?"
>She looks back to the stove, judging the state of the stew. She nods.
>"That sounds about right..." she answers hesitantly.
"Alright, I won't be here for ten minutes."
>You slip out of the kitchen, throwing yourself onto the couch. It's a shame there's no fireplace in here - the cold is beginning to seep into the castle.
>But there is a blanket, neatly folded and set on one side of the couch. You pull it over yourself, trying to get warm again, spending the time huddled under the blanket. You swear that it hasn't been ten minutes before Twilight comes trotting out of the kitchen with a pair of bowls.
>She sets them on the table before climbing onto the couch, pulling the blanket over herself.
>For the first time, you actually start to feel comfortable, her body pressing up against your side warming you.
>>21344641
>happening.png
>>21344641
>>21344663
>>21344641
>"Mom always says food tastes better when it's made by hoof," she idly tells you, answering your question from before.
>You pull your arm out from under Twilight, putting it around her flank and pulling her up onto your lap.
"Can we eat now?"
>She shakes her head, tickling your nose with her mane.
>"It's too hot."
>You watch curls of steam drift up from the stew, slices of carrots and other vegetables slowly swirl around in the brown liquid.
>Twilight cranes her neck back to look at you, smiling at the contentment on your face.
>"Are you happy?"
"I'm with you. Why wouldn't I be?"
>She doesn't answer, just continues to smile. After a few minutes, she leans forward to retrieve the bowls - they're finally cool enough to hold. You set yours on the arm of the sofa, never loosening your grip on her as you eat. It's the best meal you have eaten since you arrived in Equestria.
>No, it's the best you've had in years.
>You set your empty bowl inside of hers, reaching out to set them back on the table. With a tug, you pull the blanket back into place over the both of you.
"Thank you, Twilight."
>You hold her tightly with both arms.
>>21344641
I'll be honest. I've been following this thread for the last 3 days lurking, and just noticed your name.
You glorious motherfucker.
also
>Its happening
>>21344897
>After a while, you glance at the clock.
"We still have an hour before our friends arrive. Did you want to read that book?"
>"No."
>Good, neither did you.
>"Was there something else you wanted to do?"
"No."
>You're glad there's no fireplace in this room now - it would be too warm with a fire and Twilight pressed up against you.
>And if you had to choose between a fire and Twilight, well...
>You know which one feels best.
>She doesn't move, except for her soft regular breaths. You'd almost swear she was asleep, except for her smile.
>For the first time, you look down on your little princess and realize... you don't just care for her.
>You love her.
>You're so lost in her, you don't see the pink face that looks down from the stairs.
>Pinkie Pie smiles at the sight of you embracing Twilight Sparkle and slowly slinks away.
>Her work here is done.
That's it for tonight.Damn, I meant to get back to the game today, but I like where things went. Tomorrow, definitely, the game shall return.
>>21345126
Ok, usually not a fan of Pinkie; but in this story, as another anon has said, best horse is best.
>>21344897All I can think of is Pinkie hidden somewhere in the background, rubbing her hooves together and muttering something like, "Everything is going according to plan."
Hopefully Ponk is still being a bro, and will wake up the cuddlepile before everyone arrives
>>21345126
Not even mad we didn't get any gaming in tonight. Another great entry, twigame.I love you, Funhorse
>>21345295
See
>>21318003
Just as pinkie planned.
>>21344641
>>21344897
>>21345126
That's alright, entry was pretty good tonight in any case.
Curious about prankie po is up to though.
>>21344194
She doesn't seem like the type who would do something like that. Even if she thought they'd experience fun from it, I'm pretty sure she'd realize her mistake eventually.
>>21345489
That comic is adorable.
>>21345430
Isn't it obvious? Plinko Po is being a damn fine wingmare.
>>21345509
Or breeding hybrids.
>>21345126
Yyyyyyyeessss. Please continue.
>>21345126
I think i might tell you to often that I love youbut i love you, never stop writing
>>21345126
>>Pinkie Pie smiles at the sight of you embracing Twilight Sparkle and slowly slinks away.
>>Her work here is done.
Best mare; based mare.
>>21345509
But whose wingmare is she?
>>21347335
The blankets
>>21345126
Goddamnit, those feels. Have a twilie pic on me.
Friendly bump
>>21348502
>uses tripcode
>is not a writefriend
what are you doing?
Shit I don't even know why that was still in there
also thats just a name and not a tripcode
>>21348630
>uses tripcode
you wot?
>>21348666
Bumping for best horse
>>21347943
Have a cute fic to go with the cute pic
http://pastebin.com/6mipEJWa
>>21349939
So close there anon. Also that was indeed a cute fic.
Bumping for best thread
>>21350342
This truly is best thread.
>>21350777
Trips confirm
