Previous bread >>21516500 is going to be stale in no time, so here's a freshly baked loaf.
Writefag: Silver_Smoulder !!qyrpl8I6nFN
Part 1: http://pastebin.com/fYC1YNPK
Part 2: http://pastebin.com/eFDMSUr9
Part 3: http://pastebin.com/AuFGDb83
Part 4: still in progress
Quick summary: Anonymous of Earth has been chosen by Celestia to be Shining Armor's military advisor (even though he is often referred to as "Captain"), because the Griffon Empire/Imperium has invaded northern Equestria and the Crystal Empire and humans, unlike ponies, hold more knowledge in the fine art of senseless massacre through brute force and smart calculations a.k.a war. An entire day has gone through with Anon requesting documentations from the census bureau, discussing with important figures such as the archmagister or whatever the fuck he's called (he's the bid daddy of the donkey wizards, ok?) and issuing some more orders relevant to the campaign (requesting maps, a hall to be called "war room" and a fancy uniform for our egocentric greenfaced fag). Then he blacks out from a sudden attack of shitpants and goes through a nightmare in which the capital is overrun and the only option is to evacuate the place and nuke it up with the invaders and himself still at the palace. After waking up he meets up with Shining Armour, Cadence, Celestia and Luna to discuss his plans and intentions.
>>21621569
I would like to suggest this be a "Total War: Equestria" thread title.
But that's just me.
>>21621587
Equestria: Total War was my first idea as well, but for some reason I forgot that and put Equestria At War instead. I mean, it's almost 05:30 and I should've been sleeping since hours ago, but meh.newfaggish question: is there actually a way to change the thread's name?
>>21621624
Nope, it's stuck like that.
This thread is relevant to my interests.
Have there been any greens or stories revolving around pony naval warfare?
I've been tumbling a story idea around in my head if not.
>>21622026
Nothing really nautical right now.
>>21622026
That sounds like a great idea. Good luck if you decide to write it.
>>21622026
Naval and aerial warfare are god-tier
>>21622068
>>21622070
>>21622049
Cool. I'm finishing up a story in another thread. If this thread is still kicking when I'm done I'll see what I can do.
Part 1-2-3 are already linked in the OP. Part 4 begins from here >>21597804
now time to get some fucking sleep
>>21622107
SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK
>>21622088
If I remember correctly, Silver Smoulder mentioned naval warfare in his story at a certain point, so he's probably going to mention that later on. But feel free to have your own take of Equestria's invasion, just remember to tripcode so it's easier for everyone to follow through the stories.
Also, did you check those dubs, mate?
>>21622167
Oh Lordy, I didn't. I'll take that as a sign.
>>21622248
Trips confirm. Silver, don't fuck this up.
Bump just in case
>>21623186
bump
Hey Silver, if you're reading this, do you mind if I copypasta what you've written so far of part 4 over here so that people can find it more easily and don't have to look through a thread that's gonna sink in the high seas of 404? Unless youre going to update your pastebin before finishing part 4, that is.And you better not fuck this up, otherwise I'm not paying you a drink and a hooker obsessed with anal play
Bump for my interest
There better not be a new thread and I miss it ;-;
Goddamnit Silver you're keeping us hanging like mad. Are you just playing Total War games to get an idea on what you're going to write next or what?Don't abandon us, based writefriend ;_;
Bump for writefriend
Calm down guizz, silvs just taking a break, he'll be back up and writing soon.
>be me
>browsing /mlp/
>see story
>seemslegit.jpg
>really good
>writefag won't be posting again until tommorow
>tfw
I'm sure he'll be back soon.
face it, he aint coming back
>>21628904
I'm going to assume he got hit by a bus or something and he'll be back tomorrow.
I'd green myself, but I'm no /k/ommando I'm afraid
bamp
bomp
>>21629117
Have you ever played a Total War game?
If so you're good.
>>21629725
They're where I get most of my military history from...
>>21629725
>>21629779
No strategy learnt from any Total War will save you from a threat that's basically flying Mongols.
But seriously, what could ponies do to stop an army of carnivorous griffons? They'll probably need to develop and set up ballistic engines (catapults, ballistas, even cannons if there's such a thing as gunpowder in a cartoon for little girls) as stationary defenses against airborne threats. Also I suppose griffons are bigger in size compared to anime donkeys, so Equestrians would probably take advantage of narrows spaces like town streets for urban combat when the enemy gets inside a city, or maybe bait them into entering forests and engage them in guerrilla warfare. And my personal favourite, psychological warfare, would be great to drop their morale, especially because they wouldn't expect brutality from ponies. Which means, planting spears with the heads of dead griffons on top wherever the enemy may see them. Also guerrilla warfare itself damages the enemy's morale, as the survivors of a hit-and-run attack are easily demoralized from seeing their comrades die without even having the chance to strike back.
So, what tactics would you guys use?
>>21630568
Teleportation and invisibility magic with Twilight, poisoning their meat stockpiles and burning their farms.
The effect is going to be felt in a month or so, so in the meantime good-old warfare to endure.
Even if they emulate us, meat is way harder to produce than fucking grass.
Of course, i'll try to fudge the intelligence reports, so that the ponies thinks they're only destroying like 80% of the food production of the griffons.
The objective is genocide, 100%, mass starvation.
No offense, griffon-lovers, but they need to die, they are the only serious threat to pony suprematie.
>>21630568
assuming that equestria does not enter the war alone since saddle arabia being one of equestria's allies is canon. My strategy would probably include attacking cities (with or without garrisons), psychological warfare though more moderate since I would not want them to fight to the death whilst prevent any griffon (assuming that service is not compulsory) from volunteering, but most of all I'd try to keep diplomatic relations good between surrounding nations so that I woun't be hemmed in like the germans
>>21630819
>poisoning their meat stockpiles and burning their farms.
>The objective is genocide, 100%, mass starvation.
Mah fucking nigga. Your words make Machiavelli horny as fuck.
Indeed, crippling the invaders with mass starvation and the risk of riot back home as consequence is a good choice to force them into retreating from a campaign they can't continue and it's not morally wrong either. When defending your own country, playing dirty is acceptable and even suggested. War is not about honour, especially when you're the defender and not the attacker. Plus, it would send a clear message that those barbaric griffons will surely remember next time they're planning a war.
Also force them into signing an economically-crippling treaty at the late stages of the war, when they can't keep fighting us anymore, so that in the meantime Equestria would have even more time to prepare for another attack from them.
>>21631164
Yeah, diplomacy is a good option too, didn't think about that.
If we can force the griffons into a ceasefire or a peace treaty after weakening enough their ranks, what could we ask of them to cripple their military and economy? A one-time heavy payment, a regular tribute (monthly/biseasonal/quadriseasonal/yearly), a status of protectorate/satrapy/forced vassallage as subdued nation, forced levy of griffons into the Equestrian war machine or what else you can come up with, keeping in mind that even though Anon of Earth is leading the Equestrian defense, the actual Leadership of Equestria (Celestia, Luna, Cadence, Shining Armor and...Twilight?) would not allow anything that goes against their morals (so no "King-Minos-of-Knossos Style" tributes for ya).
>>21631246
>>21630819
>objective is genocide
Barbarian-tier
>>21632072
We're talking about Anon here. The only mention of him leading an army would drive him insanely happy. Besides, griffons are the barbarian-like faction here.
>>21630568
>>21630819
>>21631164
>>21631246
>>21631246
Let a /k/omrade help.
It all depends on what head cannon says, but let me go by show.
First of all, simple biology makes Griffons better soldiers than ponies, predatory cat/bird better at removal of enemy than peaceful pones. So they have an inherent advantage for every soldier. Also this biology makes them warlike, meaning they just by default because of warfare history, have better tactics and understanding of warfare.
While ponies have to train hard for their magic advantage, and lack the warfare history.
Eating meat is also great for muscles, so they have a easier time getting swole than earth ponies would eating only plant proteins.
They have larger wings, and claws that are better in Arial warfare than Pegasus. Cos larger wings = better maneuverability and easily moving claws makes easy attacking.
Course the ponies have magic on their side. Which needs training, but has some serious capacity.
They can eat grass, which may lower dependency on supply. But in order to supply warrior bodies with enough nutrients from non-nutrient rich plants, you gotta eat a lot, meaning a lot of the day is spent just eating. Also poison the general area with something that effects animals but not the plant and you got a sick army.
I don't really know how they would fare, but i think the enemies and them are mostly balanced.
Questions?
In order for ponies to beat griffons they'd need to think like the Scots did during the First Scottish War of Independence.
>What do the English have that we don't?
>Heavy Cavalry
>Where does cavalry have the advantage?
>Open fields, hills
>Where is cavalry shit at?
>Bridges, forests, and clustered battlefields
>What do griffons have?
>Flying troops
>Where are flying troops good at?
>Open air, large spaces
>Where are flying troops shit at?
>Dense forests, small areas
Equestria is on the defensive, which means they pick the battlefield.
>>21632839
But the flying troops can become walking troops. Also lets not forget how the US wins wars, through airstrikes, so griffons with black powder filled barrels can be like bombers and rek ponies.
Remember, in this case, bot ponies and griffons have a disadvantage innawoods.
>>21632905
Well, location alone doesn't decide victory. They should along with it use the enemy's tactics against them.
For example, at Cannae, Hannibal noticed that the Romans were advancing in an extremely tight formation. So he correctly figured that he could defeat the Romans by surrounding them and forcing them to become far too clustered for each individual soldier to even move.
For flying forces it may be the opposite. It can be assumed that they would not be clustered at all, but instead very spread out while they're in the air. It can also be assumed that they would land in the same formation they had while they were in the air. Because of this, ponies could attack between the large ranks of griffons, separating their forces and taking on small amounts at any one time, even if the overall forces are larger.
>>21633028
But some forces can stay in the air, while others are on the ground.
Is anyone writing currently?
>>21633473
I'm probably going to start putting something up in a bit.
>Sand. Noun. An endless fine particulate resulting from the erosion of siliceous and other rocks and forming a major constituent of beaches, riverbeds, the seabed, and deserts.
>Deserts. Noun. . .
Twilight Sparkle did not enjoy sand. Twilight Sparkle did not enjoy desert. Twilight Sparkle was a pony. Twilight Sparkle did not enjoy sand.
>Sand. Noun. An endless fine particulate resulting. . .
Roseluck stepped on a land mine.
>Deserts. Noun. . .
Changeling ambush. Twilight Sparkle dropped into the sand, which she did not like. Sand dropped into Twilight Sparkle's rifle, which she did not like. An endless fine particulate dropped into Twilight Sparkle's rifle.
>Ambush. Verb.
Somepony screamed. Somepony screamed again. Somepony was screaming.
Twilight Sparkle sat on the sand and cradled her rifle. Sand streamed out of Twilight Sparkle's rifle. Twilight Sparkle sighted her rifle on a changeling. The changeling was three hundred yards away. The changeling was in range.
Twilight Sparkle pressed the lever. Twilight Sparkle's rifle fired.
>Lead. Noun. A chemical element in the carbon group with symbol Pb. . .
Lead travelling at eighteen hundred miles per hour entered the changeling's ocular orbit. The bullet fragmented. The bullet fragments passed through the changeling's brain at less than eighteen hundred miles per hour. Bullet fragments and aqueous brain passed through the back of the changeling's skull at less than eighteen hundred miles per hour, blowing out over the sand. Twilight Sparkle blew the changeling's brains out.
>>21634493
Twilight Sparkle did not care. Somepony was screaming. Twilight Sparkle's rifle's bolt refused to go forward. Twilight Sparkle's rifle had Failed to go Back into Battery, which she did not like. Twilight Sparkle lifted her hoof and kicked the bolt closed. Twilight Sparkle did not care.
Twilight Sparkle sighted her rifle again. The changeling was gone. The changeling disappeared back into the sand.
>Sand. Noun. Somepony was screaming.
Twilight walked over to Roseluck, who had stepped on a land mine. Roseluck's front legs were not to be found. The land mine blew Class-1 acid all over Roseluck. Twilight Sparkle peered into Roseluck's chest cavity.
Twilight Sparkle remembered that she was thirsty. Twilight remembered this while watching Roseluck's lungs breathe in, and then breathe out. Somepony was screaming, but Twilight was watching Roseluck's lungs through Roseluck's dissolved rib cage.
Twilight Sparkle remembered that she was thirsty.
Somepony was screaming.
Twilight Sparkle looked at Roseluck.
"Do you have any water?"
Roseluck was screaming.
>>21634516
This is a nice change of pace.
Anyway I just had a chilling conversation with a friend so I'm hiding on 4chan the rest of the night.
What do yall want to see in this thread besides the main writefag coming back? Land warfare, naval warfare, tech level? HFY or no? Comedy, realistic, edgy? I'm tired of my original ideas being "faggotry" so Ill just pander to nearest majority.
>>21634574
Maybe we could have drawfags make pics of battles or soldiers.
>>21634516
>>21634493
>Shellshock
>Not even once
>>21634516
this is unsettling, well done
So is this a general thread or are people just waiting for that main writefag? Why not have him make his own thread when he's around anyway.
Unrelated. I made a porn with naval anon and luna. See if I can't find it . . .
>>21634936
I wanted to think about how a highly intelligent and highly empathetic character would experience combat. Not PTSD. Those old PTSD threads just made me want to rant anyway.
>>21634604
Derpibooru up artist:gordonfreeguy and artist:madhotaru and you'll get your fix.
>>21634549
Thanks. That's nicer than a different anon who said it was like a "holocaust ghost story" and told me to stop posting.
>>21635014
thanks
t. anon
Someone talked about naval combat
In which CADM S. O. Anonymous updates fleet movement; HRH ADM Selena Luna needs to drain her ballast tanks; and Anonymous takes a triangulation.
>Let's see
>VI Flotilla under COMMO Sparkle reports leaving Rabicano on the twelfth on half steam for Alexandreina
>Putting them . . . five-hundred and thirty miles out from Brumby, bearing north-ten-east . . .
>With a sigh, you pick up your shuffleboard stick and slide VI Flotilla's wooden marker across the chart table, from the coaling station at Rabicano to a point in the Cisequestrian Sea
>Such was life in the Admiralty building, twelve-hundred and fifty miles from the nearest deep water
>Math. Shuffleboard. Telegrams. Steady decks. Out-of-regulation whiskey. Melancholy.
A knock at the hatch.
>"Enter," you gruff, turning to the stack of despatches from the Transeq.
"We sense low motivation. Mayhap a flogging will improve crew morale?"
>Instinct turns you to the speaker, hand up in a palm-out salute
>"Good afternoon, Your Majesty."
>The azure monarch acknowledges you with a roll of her slender muzzle
"And a fine day to you. What is Our counter up to?" she askes, stepping into your office.
>"Updating fleet movement," you say.
>CAPT Spitfire en route to Baltimare on ICC-14 Reckless forced to put in at Trakehner on account of stormy weather
>Stick. Shuffle.
"We see."
>ChEng CAPT Bloom taking D-2 Loyalty on shakedown cruise from Fleet Base Baltimare to Mallorquin. Reports new triple-expansion powerplant yielding max speed of 23 kts . . .
>Good for her. The sail syndicate will be blowing their magazines over that one.
>Stick. Shuffle.
"Coffee?"
>That gets you to look up.
>HRH ADM S. Luna watches you from the far side of the chart table. She is smiling at you. A smoking mug sits on top of where Lake Neighagra would be.
>"That would be nice."
>Eighty-proof waterbreaks throughout the day hadn't done much for hydration
>Luna carelessly slides the mug towards you with the edge of a hoof
>The coffee capsizes somewhere over Dressia, sending a tidal wave of coffee down the Rein river basin and drowning Baltimare under a quarter-inch of caffeine.
>The brown tide carries the Loyalty out of Horseshoe Bay, taking Captain Bloom across the Transequestian Sea and over the edge of the map
>Total carnage, but the glass pane above the map kept the damn thing from any actual damage.
>Frowning, you look back across the table at Luna
>She isn't there
"Oops," whispers your sovereign, bare inches from your right ear.
>You damn near jump out of your admiral's stars, turning towards her voice
>"You know I don't-"
>Blue hooves smash down on the chart table to either side of you, pinning you against it
>Her uniform slides against yours chest-to-chest
>Her ocean eyes and smirking lips fill your vision
"Coffee is bad for thine humors, Counter," she says softly, "thou knowest this."
>"But I really was thirst-"
The rest is porn and irrelevant to the thread
>>21635145
>porn
>irrelevant
Nigga what
>>21630819
if you poison their meat stockpile, ponies become their new meat stockpile.
>>21635866
Then we'll just have to kill all the ponies too.
I see no flaws in this plan.
>>21635866
Eating ponies makes them objectively evil, which in turns make them viable targets for the elements of harmony/supaa-sayajin-powaa.
Why do people always underestimate ponies? I'm not saying they're the hottest shit. But just because someone believes in peace doesn't make them weak. Have you never seen those karate masters in the movies? All peaceful dudes who say you should never fight and talk things out.
>>21621587
>>21621624
Total War Equestria is a game thread anyway, so good thing you didn't name it that.
>>21636132
Its not just that they believe in peace. Peace is so driven into their heads that they're a pacified people. They lack the ability to handle anything from small disputes to full-scale war, which we've seen on multiple occasions. They have no absolutely no drove to defend themselves and trust their safety to a small collection of guards whose training can be debated of whether it exists or not. They don't even work to improve themselves in any field. They're not only not prepared for a fight, but have no comprehension of how to do so. They're absolutely helpless in any situation where the enemy has friends.
>>21631246
But, wouldn't they then HAVE to destroy Equestria for a food supply?
>>21635145
>excellent writing
>excellent hook
>no war
>no porn
Do one or the other.
[sp]I want the porn more. [/sp]
>>21635145
Pastebin faggot.
Damnit silver, where are you.
>>21632839
>>21632905
The real disadvantage in woods would be for griffons due to their size when compared to ponies. A smaller creature can hide and mobilize better in the woods.
As for airstrikes, we don't know if the fictional universe of mlp contains all the ingredients for gunpowderbut then again, the protagonist of our stories is a human wearing a green mask, so we can pretend gunpowder exists. And if there is gunpowder, Griffons may not have this technology in their arsenal, so maybe their airstrikes would consist of dropping boulders from above instead.
>>21633028Your historical knowledge makes my dick hard.
Ponies would need to develop antiaircraft engines for city defense. Ballistas would take too long to reload and ineffective against such a mobile enemy. Stationary crossbow-like emplacements (think of it like the roman Scorpio) in great numbers may work better. Bonus points if shooting flaming ammo: a normal dart through a griffon's wing will only cripple his flying skills, but he'd still be able to fight on ground; a flaming dart, again on the wing, would both damage him and lower his concentration and resolve (this goes by the logic that everyone loses his/her shit when they see themselves getting on fire). Even better if the ammo shot by the Scorpios was Molotov-like oilpots. It would render the target unable to fight and would cause a morale penalty on the surrounding griffons. So that's how I'd bind psychological warfare to a city defense battle.
As for forest guerrilla, employ unicorns with javelins. Hitting a griffon with just a magic beam would only deal little damage (think of it as unarmed damage, basically a fist), but a unicorn's magic would still be strong enough to throw darts, stones or oilpots against a catbird (although using oilpots in a forest would be stupid as fuck, see pic related) and deal some major damage before leaving.
I'll continue in the next post about Pegasi.
>>2163988
>Molotov-like oilpots
I have an idea
>>21640074
Forgot to post gif
>>21639884
Then we have aerial combat. An armored pegasus may deal some damage flying headfirst against a griffon, but the concussion would actually be felt by both parts. One would think that pegasi could launch in battle wielding a double-bladed knife in their mouth, but that would make them unable to communicate to other comrades unless they drop their weapon. Instead, we could actually design a light armor (I doubt it would be leather though, it'd be like for us humans skinning other humans to make armour) with blades and spikes around it. 3 blades on the helmet (one on each side and one on the top), blades or spikes around their hoofwear and small spikes in certain areas of their cuirass piece (so that it wouldn't hurt a pegasus when folding his/her wings, when walking, etc). The combat tactic would be called "slash, not thrust": instead of flying right against the griffon and so remain exposed after hitting you target while you're trying to regain your concentration, they'd have to fly close to the enemy and damage them with the blades and spikes around their armor without actually stop in mid-air to fight. Think of it as a scythed chariot running beside the enemy formation to slice the soldiers little by little, instead of a head-on charge against a solid shieldwall. That is how pegasi would have to fight against griffons. Also the pegasi may not inflict a lot of damage on a griffon's body with their blades and spikes, but they could cripple them and force them into ground combat by aiming for the wingsand if that's not enough, maybe have the blades and spikes coated in poison that even if it doesn't slowly kill a griffon it would still drastically lower his fighting skills.
Next post about Earth Pones
>>21640074
>>21640083
>Napalm
Mah Little Nigga: Vietnam is Magic
>"Anon, we need your help! After Fifteen Hundred years, Equestria is at war once more."
>Celestia, clad in royal armor, looks down at you from her throne
>You scratch your chest, wondering why the fuck these pones dragged you out of bed on a Saturday morning
"Ok, so get Shining Armor or your guard to-"
>"They have been defeated! The gryphons have new tactics which we have never seen before, and our soldiers cannot counter them. Even now, they continue their advance onto our lands!"
"Alright, so why me?"
>"We wish for you to bring all the knowledge of warfare from your world to bear on our enemies! Please, for your friends and new home!"
"Mmmmmm....ok, so what are our casualties?"
>"None yet, thank the stars!" Luna responds
"And how much land has been taken?"
>"Too much!"
>You roll your eyes
>Ok, emotional pones are go
>"They've also destroyed one of our northern castles! In a Day, anon!"
>Well that piqued your interest
"So much destruction, but no deaths. Injuries?"
>"Minor, yet widespread."
>So...chemical? An agent to flush the defenders out of their fortifications, then walk in and destroy at will
>Your mind begins to race with possibilities
>But something still doesn't feel right
>"We can survey the damage with you, Anon - from a distance, of course. Then you can advise us on how to proceed."
>You nod
"Aight. Let's go."
>"First, we must clad you in the armor of our pe-"
"Nah. Nobody wants to fight someone whose dick is at head-height. Besides, you're taking the guard with us...?"
>The princesses nod
"Right, so. We'll be fiiiiiine."
>As you ready to go, Twilight bursts into the throne room
>"They're attacking our fortifications again! We need to hurry!"
>Celestia stands, and her horn glows
>You, Luna, Twilight, her guard and a few unfortunate potted plants are surrounded by the glow, and with a deafening>*bampfgiggle*
>Find yourself on the northern front
>The princesses gasp at the battle raging infront of you
>You are struck silent as well
>>21640348
>Ruins, everywhere
>Civilians crying, pawing at the remains
>A few are laying on the ground, not getting up
>"FOUL BEASTS!" Luna canterlotvoices, "OUR CHAMPION WILL MAKE YOU RUE THE DAY YOU SET FOOT ON OUR LANDS"
>The gryphons are still here, and they jeer at the princess
>You let out the biggest sigh of your life
"Right, well.">You step over the little wood partition into the sand play-area and start helping pones back onto their feet
>Pones murmur amongst themselves on the playground
>"He has the touch!"
>"The chosen one!"
>The 'Civillians' stand up, amazed that they are unhurt
>You eyeroll so hard you get dizzy
>Not one, but TWO sandcastles lie in ruins
>You stare at the armored contingency of gryphons, who glare back at you
>one of them, while not breaking eye contact with you, walks over to another little pone
"Don't you do it."
>He places his claws on her side
"Don't tempt me!"
>He pushes her, and she tips right over, landing in the sandbox with a light *paf*
>shotsfired.png
>You walk over to the gryphon and punch him hard
>The assembled ponies gasp in surprise
>he falls right on his ass
>He starts to cry
>You look at the other gryphons, and they start to shy away
"That's right. Don't fuck around with me. Now you are gonna play nice with these pones, or I'm going to get my belt."
>They nod sheepishly, scratching the ground
>Pones and gryphons rebuild sandcastles together
>An uneasy truce becomes an alliance
>You get a tickertape parade in manehatten
>You're knighted for your heroics
>"Anon, Champion of Equestria - rise!" Celestia declares
>You're still in your boxers, with garland and wreathes n' shit all over you
>The ponies cheer
>They forgot to give you breakfast. Or lunch.
>"Behold, the new commander of our forces! Long may he keep us safe!"
>You're forced to move into the castle
>Your new duties are to "guard" the princesses 24/7
>Statues in your honor are erected all across Equestria
>Fucking marshmellow pones
>>21640269
For the Earth Pones, I don't really know how they'd be employed for combat. I'd guess that while Unicorns would be skirmishers and Pegasi would be assault units, the latter would engage in ground combat as well. Earth ponies may be employed as workers, which means moving, placing, manning and reloading the Scorpios I mentioned earlier, manufacture the weaponry and armor for Pegasi and Unicorns, they would basically be civilians hired to do manual labor for the army. Or as someone else suggested in the previous thread, have them carry spears tied to their body armor with strings/laces, but they'd have limited maneuvrability in that case.
So basically we have Pegasi as shocktroopers for aerial and ground combat and Unicorns as skirmisher infantry. Anyone else has an idea on how to employ Earth Ponies on the battlefield for actual combat and not just siege engines caretakers etc? I'll try and draw some rough design for the pegasi armor in the meantime.
A minority of people wanted the porn. If a few are willing to tell me how I did then I'm willing to repost. From the beginning for my completeness.
>Let's see
>VI Flotilla under COMMO Sparkle reports leaving Rabicano on the twelfth on half steam for Alexandreina
>Putting them . . . five-hundred and thirty miles out from Brumby, bearing north-ten-east . . .
>With a sigh, you pick up your shuffleboard stick and slide VI Flotilla's wooden marker across the chart table, from the coaling station at Rabicano to a point in the Cisequestrian Sea
>Such was life in the Admiralty building, twelve-hundred and fifty miles from the nearest deep water
>Math. Shuffleboard. Telegrams. Steady decks. Out-of-regulation whiskey. Melancholy.
A knock at the hatch.
>"Enter," you gruff, turning to the stack of despatches from the Transeq.
"We sense low motivation. Mayhap a flogging will improve crew morale?"
>Instinct turns you to the speaker, hand up in a palm-out salute
>"Good afternoon, Your Majesty."
>The azure monarch acknowledges you with a roll of her slender muzzle
"And a fine day to you. What is Our counter up to?" she askes, stepping into your office.
>"Updating fleet movement," you say.
>CAPT Spitfire en route to Baltimare on ICC-14 Reckless forced to put in at Trakehner on account of stormy weather
>Stick. Shuffle.
"We see."
>ChEng CAPT Bloom taking D-2 Loyalty on shakedown cruise from Fleet Base Baltimare to Mallorquin. Reports new triple-expansion powerplant yielding max speed of 23 kts . . .
>Good for her. The sail syndicate will be blowing their magazines over that one.
>Stick. Shuffle.
"Coffee?"
>That gets you to look up.
>HRH ADM S. Luna watches you from the far side of the chart table. She is smiling at you. A smoking mug sits on top of where Lake Neighagra would be.
>"That would be nice."
>Eighty-proof waterbreaks throughout the day hadn't done much for hydration
>Luna carelessly slides the mug towards you with the edge of a hoof
>The coffee capsizes somewhere over Dressia, sending a tidal wave of coffee down the Rein river basin and drowning Baltimare under a quarter-inch of caffeine.
>The brown tide carries the Loyalty out of Horseshoe Bay, taking Captain Bloom across the Transequestian Sea and over the edge of the map
>Total carnage, but the glass pane above the map kept the damn thing from any actual damage.
>Frowning, you look back across the table at Luna
>She isn't there
"Oops," whispers your sovereign, bare inches from your right ear.
>You damn near jump out of your admiral's stars, turning towards her voice
>"You know I don't-"
>Blue hooves smash down on the chart table to either side of you, pinning you against it
>Her uniform slides against yours chest-to-chest
>Her ocean eyes and smirking lips fill your vision
"Coffee is bad for thine humors, Counter," she says softly, "thou knowest this."
>"But I really was thirst-"
>Luna rams those lips into yours
>Silver moons fire against your closed eyes
>So soft . . .
>Her tongue boards your lips, slipping into your mouth.
>Your arms easily wrap around her lithe chest
>Gathering blue pony as close as you can, you return fire.
>Your height advantage gets her head tilting back as your tongues wrap and slip and slide
>Battling her back into her home territory, you pass around her lips, then the insides of her cheeks
>Luna moans softly under your assault
>Your eyes open to find hers closed in bliss
>Breaking apart for air, you pant against each other's chins
>Those eyes open to look into yours, and you're both smiling
>Luna touches her little wet pony nose to yours, rubbing it from side to side
>You nuzzle back, bringing up a hand from behind to scratch her ear
>Your attentions have her nickering
"We- mmmhnn, We have something else in mind for thee to drink from" she murmurs.
>"What is it, Majesty?"
>Luna gives you a peck
"We have been feeling- hnnh- full ever since the staff meeting this morn. Only this jacket keeps Our dignity intact."
>"Oh? I'm not feeling so sure about this, Luna. I could very well be court martialled for this," you tease.
"Thou knowest only We may preside over thine trial, now wilst thou-"
>You gather Luna up in your arms, cutting her off
>Her narrow forelegs cradle themselves against your chest as her horn lights
>You hear the hatch slam shut as you lay her out on the chart table
>Her wings flare across the map, presenting you with a delectable topographical study
>Her chest rises and falls with breath underneath her dress blue jacket.
>In an instant you are leaning over the length of her body, your lips pressing into hers
>Tongues wrestle again as your fingers fumble at her jacket buttons
>One comes undone. Two. Three.
>Jacket open, you loosen her tie and get to work on that pesky shirt
>Coming off her lips, your trail kisses down one side of her jaw, pausing to nibble underneath a twitching ear
>Her shirt refuses to give up
>Moving down, you run your teeth across a delicate throat
>Luna's low moan has her vibrating against your lips
>Impatiently you hook two hands into her buttons and pull apart, buttons flying off
>Leaning back, you survey the prize.
>One pony chest, fluffy and heaving
>A slender barrel
>And two furred mounds, swollen with ballast and capped each with a dark, sore nipple, pebbled and pointing
>Turning back down your plant a rough kiss in the hollow of her throat and move down
>Your teeth slide over her collarbone, further down you nuzzle hard against blue chest fluff.
>And then you're laying suckling kisses on the top of her belly, and further down, and further down
>Two soft peaks frame your stubbly cheeks as you lay a kiss between them . . . and start working your way back up
>Luna's thighs rub against your sides as she kicks at the air
"Hnnh! Stop t-teasing-- Ah!"
>You fasten your rough lips around a needy mound and suckle hard
>Her cry lowers into a loud moan and her forelegs curl against her chest, thighs seizing against your sides.
>Working your cheeks, you have Luna streaming onto your tongue in no time.
"Yesss!"
>Her milk is thick and creamy as you flitter your tongue across her nipple, teasing out more ambrosia
>The taste is so very light, just like the pony it comes from, and describable only as so quintessentially Luna
>One of your hands hooks around a spasming thigh, fastening thumb and forefinger around her unused teat and rolling it between.
>It dampens under your touch as Luna's moans come faster and faster.
>Your office fills with the sounds of a passionate mare
>She's positively flowing past your lips now. Mouthfuls of warm milk slide down your throat only seconds apart.
>Your free hand grabs a thick flank, kneading away at her cutie mark
>Her taste has your eyes falling shut, no longer able to watch her twist back and forth across the table.
>Perhaps it's instinctual
>Your nose picks up a musky whiff as you suckle away
>Your ministrations have gotten her leaking from a third source
>Letting go of her flank, your hand trails inboard around her plush rump, approaching a spot even warmer than the milk spurting from her teats
>Cupping your fingers around the joint of her thigh, you press your thumb down and slide up her puffy slit. Hard.
>Smooth pussy lips wink and grasp at your thumb until you flick over her clit-
"Ahh!"
>Luna sounds her enjoyment.
>Your thumb nestles against her blooming bud, pressing slow cirles as Luna's moans get throatier
>Her belly is flexing in time with your sucks and touches, sending a gush of milk into your needy mouth with every contraction.
>As the teat your mouth focuses on starts to go dry, you ease up your assault on her netherlips.
>Soon she's run dry, and you take off both mouth and thumb.
>She's panting, her mane blowing randomly in an unseen gale
>Her eyes. meeting yours down the length of her muzzle, burn with arousal
>You blow cold air over her sore, saliva-covered nipple, causing her thighs to clamp softly around your head
"K-keep going . . ."
>Her wish is your desire
>Gently prying her legs apart with both hands, you settle down on her second needy nip and get to suckling once more
>You switch hands as well, this time trailing the tip of your index up and down the lips of her leaking pussy, just barely teasing them open.
>Prepped with your earlier rubbing, her breast opens right up, squirting the second round of bliss onto your tongue.
>You reward your milky mare by working your index into her gripping pussy to the first joint.
>She lets out a low from deep in her chest as the dual-pleasure starts to overwhelm
>Sawing slowly in and out, you work the tip of a second finger into her warmth
>Then you're pumping deeper and deeper into her
>With every little pressure directed towards her core, she winks around your digits.
>You're halfway in and her teat is gushing
>With one firm thrust, you hilt your fingers in her silken depths up to the knuckle, the rest of your hand slapping into her soaked rump
>Luna screams, and one hard suckle gets her vocals cracking into the highest register
>Then your fingers starting to pound away, breeding her hot femininity
>Her hnnhhs and mmnhhhs and gasps come as hot and fast as her milk, now an unbroken gush
>Each time your knuckles plug her gap, her muscles flex and grip your hand firmly inside her
>Then they release, you slowly draw out . . . and pound back in.
>Your office hosts a crescendo of schlicks and cooing, totally reeking of sexed mare
>Her soft thighs clamp themselves around your neck, a hoof ruffling into your hair and pressing your searching lips even harder into her plush mound.
>Her belly and the rest of her body flutter and seize and twitch
>She is so, so close.
>Your bring your hand up to flank speed, deviously hooking your fingers upward
>Your knuckles slap against her thick rump and your fingers batter her special spot, deep inside her seething depths
>Her muscles grab onto your fingers like a vice and she's screaming, but you're already drawing out against her pull
>Her muscles, now gripping nothing, relax for the barest instant-
>And then you're pounding right back into the same spot
>She screams again
>Once
>Twice
>Thrice-
"Anonymous! We are c-cumminggg-"
>One hand seizes her lonely nipple and pinches down, your mouth sucks her teat hard enough to part your lips, and your fingers bury themselves, running hard back and forth over her pleasure buzzer
>She's babbling nothing, her back arching right off the table. Her pussy grinds your fingers to dust, her thighs cutting off your windpipe and she's cumming, cumming, cumming
>Her belly trembles as she hyperventilates, the last of her milk spurting into your mouth in short blasts. It overflows, dripping back out of your lips and soaking into her fur.
>Her pussy gushes her nectar all over hand and cuff
>Whining and crying out, Luna starts to come down from her climax.
>You gently draw your fingers out of her swollen, oversensitive heat
>Her nipples peak into the open air once more, their mounds completely drained and bruising so very lightly
>You cover up your exhausted mare chest-to-chest once more and share a lazy, milky kiss.
>All four of her legs wrap loosely around your body, cradling herself to you.
"Incredible . . ." Luna murmurs
>You quiet her with another kiss, and then another
>Soon she goes limp, humming softly through her nose as she snores
>A thoroughly milked, thoroughly satisfied mare dozes on your chart table
>Gathering her up once more in your arms, you lay her out on your divan to rest
>Now to clean up the mare syrup and cafe latte from your chart table . . .
FIN
I'll think about starting pony naval warfare later in the day . . .
Howd I do?
>>21640670
DIG.
Gryphons can't fly underground.
Can't move as well as pony underground.
Pony is better at digging than Gryphon.
Pony is defending.
So dig!
>>21641148
Well, you sure as hell write better than me.
>>21641315
And then what? Yes, the ponies are defending, but they still have to fight the Griffons. If they dig underground, the Griffons won't have to fight at all, and they can just take the kingdom.
>>21641148
Thank you Anon.
>>21635866
If you poison their supply, it would not kill them istantly, they would notice it when the weaker will die with their organs reduced to a bloody mass, so at least 2 days.
To make thing worser for them, if you have casualties, you either burn them (if you have time) of cover their bodies with more poison.
Poison their mead too while youre at it.. and weapon too (in a book some guys used arrows covered with shit, infection by a symple scratch is inevitable.)
You could poison their wells, but being a defensive war, it's an useless thing to do.
Another thing to do is burning crops, supies are always better if theire near your army.
>>21641371
Move kingdom underground.
They want valuables? Move them underground.
They want land? Will they still want land so much when ponies come rising out of the ground and burn their families and villages? Will they still want land when everfree forest is allowed to run unattended because elements of harmony do not keep it in check?
Do they want pony, to eat? Maybe they will want pony less, when pony kills three gryphon for every single meal.
>>21641438
Are you Russian?
>>21641438
literally what the fuck
these total war & wikipedia armchair generals are so fucking retarded my god
t. book armchair general
>>21640348
>>21640555
I laughed. Thanks Based New writefag.
So considering this thread has a lot of historical references, and since the matter has been pretty hot on the site for the past couple weeks, would any of you be in support of a history board?
>>21641438
>>21641458
He's not Russian. He's a /k/ and /tg/ memeposter.
Say the griffons want to annex the kingdom.
You propose that you take the people underground. First you spit on the definition of the state as the people AND the land.
So take all the little ponies underground. There's no sun. If they can't cultivate fungus - and when have you even seen fungus in the show - there's no fucking food down there.
You serve up the griffic war goals on a plate. Just give it to them. You lock your people in the dark, with no food. Pony genocide accomplishes itself. The griffons get their land without a single casualty.
>burn their families and villages
Griffic settlement would just have to wait until the ponies stave themselves to death. Shouldn't take long. Who the FUCK moves their civilians into an active war zone.
>everfree forest
Oh yeah having to write off 1-2% of Equestrian landmass after taking it yeah aye serves them right
>pony kills three griffon for every meal
In what fucking world. If this ratio were ever possible then why not fight off the griffons on the border and have done with it.
Russian? Tsar Peter would have him knouted, then flayed. Rurik would spit in his face. Lenin would have him shot. Stalin would make him an unperson.
>>21641947
I see your threads on /int/. Yeah, make a containment board for you and the rest of you fucking dilettantes, i agree. Moot should just give you fuckers a >>>/wikipedia/ because that's all you ever engage with
>>21640670
Pic related is what I would think a pegasus' armor would look like for fighting griffons.I'm not a drawfag and google did not get me any result when I looked for "pegasus seen from above", so I had to sketch up a pony's anatomy with Paint, bear with me
>>21641315
>>21641371
>>21641438
This isn't Skyrim and ponies aren't Falmer. Digging trenches as defensive outposts would be a good idea to force them into fighting in narrow corridors, but moving your own defenses underground is like forcing yourself into exile before even fighting. It's not really a good tactic.
>>21641431
>Another thing to do is burning crops, supies are always better if theire near your army.
The griffons' main source of food is meat. I think their farms produce cattle instead of crops, I doubt they have such a thing as cultivated fields.
>>21641697
>>21641994
Then we'd have to make a separate board for a lot of stories in /mlp/, if we think by that logic. Everything that strays from the canon show is kinda retarted, including clopfics, Fallout Equestria, hypotethical war scenarios and Anon's adventures with ponies. There is a fucking reason if we call each other autistic faggots, simply because the content in 4chan is something that would most probably never see the day of light in the actual show.
But I agree with you on the ineffectiveness of a "dig underground" strategy, that's just like locking yourself in a cage in the middle of the desert and toss the key away.
>>21643773
Forgot to mention that in pic related the linen cuirass is meant to be like the ancient greek linothorax and not just linen clothing.
>>21641994
Digging underground, assuming magical light isn't a thing, might not be the best idea.
Digging in though, has potential. Bunkers and foxholes everywhere, around everything. Gryphons come to raid farm, Ponies run into bunker and emplaced turret and start firing. Gryphons can't even fit through door, would have to break entrance large enough to enter to make it into melee. They can't attack the bunker at range, because firing while flying is a bitch, it's a small target, and there's an emplaced turret spitting some form of weaponry at them. If they start to destroy bunkers with explosives, build more bunkers and farther apart.
>>21644068
So... trench warfare?
>>21641148
I came buckets.
>>21644389
Not trenches, they can fly over and drop things into trenches very easily.
Trenches with roofs.
>>21641148
Not bad, not bad.
aint dead yet
>>21641431
>burn crops
Yeah aye burning all the green shit will starve out them carnivores too right mate.
>meat supply
What the fuck do you have in your head when you say "meat supply," and how do you propose to poison it?
>>21643773
>rear swept blades
>forward swept wings
no
>spikes on armor
no
>blades everywhere
no
>no holes for wing articulation
no
>>21644068
>>21644389
>>21644478
>trenches
>Maginot line against an air mobile enemy
NO
Consider a bunker.
Does it move? No. Griffons ignore you and go do more important things somewhere else. You starve.
Put a roof on it? Then how do you propose to shoot at a flying target?
Put a hole in the roof? The surface area you have to fire out of is exactly equal to surface area to let fire in.
Need to build more of them? Ah yeah, you go out there first, mate, I'll guard the existing one
Put some fancy quad-mount ball-turret unrealistic shit on the roof? Point out something in the show matching the mechanical complexity of that kind of gear. Hell, show me a single ball bearing.
So, here's the thing about air power, it's great to fuck shit up and gain intelligence but it is less good at holding ground. Disrupt ground based enemies? Sure. But just sitting on the territory not so much. Takes too much energy.
Digging in and waiting isn't such a bad plan provided you can withstand whatever they can throw at you.
If they fly past that might also be not too bad because what are they flying past to? Farms? You can subsist off of the grass nearby for a while. The Capitol/major cities? You have at least one guy capable of maintaining a complete city wide shield on his own, teams of unicorns should be trainable to do the same thing.
A defensive line might be a waste due to their mobility at least on the ground, but you could concentrate defenses around major stockpiles of supplies and material, or better around fake stockpiles of supplies and material as a diversion/honey trap.
A more useful defensive line could employ Pegasus weather control to use storms and tornados to more or less force the gryphons to the ground.
A large open question though is just what kind of projectile weapons do gryphons possess to attack ground targets with. If they are restricted to rocks they can reasonable carry they are much less of a threat than if they can drop fire bombs. If they are stuck using claws and beaks, their air power becomes a much smaller advantage since they still have to get in melee range to hit your troops.
The central question is how do you get them to stand and fight instead of just fly away.
>>21648279
Day-1 griffons dunk the murder-ball on as many civilian targets as possible or take them hostage.
Equestria folds.
Assuming the griffons have that twentieth-century will to fight [they declared war on the sun-and-moon holy shit] and Equestria is at or close to idyllic canon, the whole scenario is fucked. Griffons invade, everybody dies.
Someone would have to throw some bizarre hail-mary-sue right into the endzone to win it, and no one's got an idea for that.
Superbowl bump
>>21647687
not really relevant, but the trains etc. would have required ball bearings.
>>21648489
So you're opinion is basically gryphons fuck yeah?
That's dull.
>>21649255
>anonymous could totes handle directing an actual military operation
That's wish fulfillment fantasy. Why not pull up derpibooru and wank yourself instead? Easier.
Brandnewwritefag was p. decent though
>>21649289
You have an idea other than lie down and fucking die?
I hate niggers.
>>21649818
I hope you do not imply you hate only niggers.
Because there lot of groups to hate, jews, gypsies, sandniggers, muslims, anglos, people that cut in line...
Do not be that guy "but i don't have enough hate", there's always enough hate.
>>21649880
>not liking anglos
>>21649904
You're right, dead anglos are god-tier.
>>21649880
The only right answer.
>>21649914
>>21649289
It's only wish fulfillment if you view anon as yourself. If you view him as a complete blank slate, everyone and no one, then his abilities, body type, personality, literally everything about him save his gender is fluid. It is therefore reasonable to assume that some version of anon could.
Moreover, if we use this thread as a forum for discussion we are basically just talking out the problem 'how do/could ponies defeat the gryphons?' The entire context of this question is at present being determined primarily by silver's version as he is the main writer at the moment.
If we leave this aside however all we have to go on about gryphons is that they can fly, have claws and beaks, are likely at least somewhat carnivorous, and that they are sentient. Everything else is just spitballing and therefore, again, entirely fluid.
If we do accept silver's version then they become Mongols which naturally makes them unbeatable which is why Mongolia is still the most powerful nation politically, economically, and militarily.
Oh wait.
I guess there is a way to beat Mongols after all.
Of course their decline iirc had more to do with their founder dying, his successors being unable to hold it together and their enemies adopting their weapons/tactics but since anon knows that (or potentially could know that) it is not impossible for him to develop a counter strategy. Really as this is a work of complete fiction he could conceivably pull off nearly anything since the resources available to him are entirely at silver's whim.
Of course they aren't just Mongols but air Mongols with superior flight abilities to ponies which does make them a real problem. However, we do have some idea what weapons they could carry, namely spears and bows both of which we have seen in show. Both of which also make claws and beaks less of an issue as they out range them. This does not cancel the superior flight issue but it can help.
>>21650773
To continue, their best asset is that flight ceiling allowing them to go straight past whatever defenses even the Pegasi put up. Their targets however are still on the ground so they have to descend to fight or take anything. If you use weather control to eliminate their ability to fly via wind rain and thunder, you can force them to fight on the ground where relatively even weaponry, superior magic, and relatively even mobility work in your favor.
As for going after civilian targets, deny them the opportunity. Evacuate soft targets like pony like and relocate them to cities you can protect with magical shields. Draft everyone and train a militia. Destroy anything they can use in the evacuated targets to deny them resupply. Be willing to sacrifice the civilian population.
As far as them being able to capture a ton of civilians on day 1, they can't. Equestria is too large for them to cover all of it that quickly at subsonic speeds. Also they'd need the numbers to do an occupation. That gives you some time to plan a defense.
Most importantly, this is /mlp/. No one is on here because they have better things to do than sit on their ass and ruminate about asinine bullshit. Don't be dull. We all have enough dull already.
>>21649289
>implying there's anything wrong with wish fulfillment fantasy
If that isn't half the appeal of literature, then I'm George Costanza.
>>21650773
Who could survive winter better, flying troops or troops on the defensive?
Is silver kill?
>>21651943
no
ur mum a shit
>>21641148
That was a nice repost mang
>>21651943
I hope not
bamp
>>21651943
Still lurking for silvr
bamp
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>>21621569
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQzgI6xJEH0
>>21632707
>predatory cat/bird better at removal of enemy than peaceful pones.
one on one, maybe. but since this is herbivores versus carnivores ponies will naturally have a much higher population density which aside from guaranteeing numerical superiority, has several other affects relating to...
>\ simple biology makes Griffons better soldiers than ponies,
no, quite the opposite, the word you are looking for is "warriors" not soldiers. a warrior is a proud individual, a soldier on the other hand, follows orders, and works as part of unit.
why would biology make Ponies better soldiers? it comes down to population density, ponies will be more naturally adept at working in groups, they will naturally have more complex and sophisticated social arrangements. which in war will naturally translate to superior technology, better command stucture, better discipline and better logistical support.
TL;DR Griffins will only make better [strike]soldiers[/strike] warriors than ponies in the same sense that Germanic and celtic tribesmen made better warriors than romans.
Sliver tier bump
bump just in case silver decides to show his face sometime in the next few daysor weeks
Two hour bump.
That Wait
>Silver
>not dead
Pick one
;_;
Fuck ME page 8
>>21662507
Always the middle-east, can't we fuck another sub-continent for once ?
South-east asia also have lot of mudslimes too.
>>21662844
/int/ pls
Unrelated image bump
Bumb
Let's try sommuning silver.
He will come back from the dead.R-Right?
>>21664041
I hope so.
Last minute save?
>>21665554
Ah, beat me to it. At least I got quads.
>>21665555
Dubs Quads of the Saviour.
They have been royally checked.
>>21665555
My liege
Bump before bed, hoping for the writefaggot's return.
>>21665555
Those digits
>>21665555
The numbers say it all.
This thread is destined to go on forever.
>>2166899
>inb4 new bread
page 9 bump
>>21665555
Hot damn, checked
SILVER PLEASE.
Im sorry to be the one to have to say it guizz but writefag is kill.
Gonna try some writing, since no one else seems to be. Actually about to go to bed, but here's my first piece. This anon isn't a military expert, and I don't really have a plan yet for this story.
>It was going to be one of those mornings. You rolled over languidly in your bed, smushing your face into the mess of warm sheets. "I'll just close my eyes for five minutes. Gather my thoughts and all that".
>Had you been in a more lively mood, you'd note that you were actually living a pretty damned good life, by any normal means. You no longer remembered quite how you had gotten here - here being the equine-filled world of Equestria - but you had lived here for 5 years now. The memories of your old life, where you were a nobody, just another shadow in the crowd, were all but faded now. You lived in what might normally be called a servant's quarters of the castle of the newest member of the Equestrian royalty, Twilight Sparkle, and your decidedly extra-terrestrial appearance lent you a modicum of respect bordering on reverence wherever you went.
>Your brilliant plan was interrupted, quite suddenly, by a horrific thumping sound.
"Buh whuh?"
>you articulated eloquently. It took an eternity of five seconds before your sleep-addled brain realized that, in fact, someone was knocking at the bedroom door.
"ANONYMOUS! ANONYMOUS! THEIR ROYAL MAJESTIES HAVE ORDERS OF YOU ON A MATTER OF NATIONAL SECURITY! A COACH AWAITS YOU!"
>booomed a slightly-whiny, official-sounding voice from the other side of the door. So much for that 'five more minutes' plan.
>A coach? Why the hell couldn't Twilight just pop her head in the door and tell you what worth waking you at - you glanced at the clock beside your bed - one in the afternoo... nevermind.
>You half-stumbled, half fell out bed with a bump.
>Bloody horses.
>It was going to be one of those mornings.
>>21674247
By the way, for reference, here's the tripcode I'll be using.
>>21674247
Looking forward to this one, perhaps thread will not be kill after all.
>>21674548
Please don't be kill thread.
>>21674247
Finally. Y won't silver cum back
Faithful bump.
Bumping for new writer
>>21676333
This thread is gifted by gets. Should we take them as signs of the coming of our messiah Silver_Smoulder?I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you
>>21676949
I also happen to be the same anon as >>21665555
Indeed I must be blessed to possess these powers. Surely Silver will return or someone will take his place...Right?
>>21676981
If it was you then I appoint you as new writefag of this thread until Silver's return. The heavens have spoken, my friend. You are our prophet and you will guide us until Silver will finally descend upon us and write among mortal men once again, as the spirit realm intended.
>>21677024
Me? B-but I've never written any green in my life! I'm no hero...I might give it a go if I had any knowledge of military stuff, I'm afraid the results would be unappealing and nothing would make sense.
>>21677060
No matter, really. As much as I would love to green, I too have not much knowledge in military stuff.
BesidesI'm still pretty new to the fandom so I don't want to take the risk of saying some stupid shit that has nothing to do with the show or even just mistake names
>>21677084
You did manage to wake something up in me as I now feel like writing. If this doesn't just blow over in a day or two, I might end up writing something even if this thread is doomed to die.
>>21677120
Glad to hear so, there's still hope for this thread
>>21677060
Don't worry, this isn't /k/. 90% of the people wont chew you out for minute details.
bump for more
Bamp
>>21674247
As I've unfortunately mentioned before, I don't really have a plan, but I'm defecating something out right now. Hopefully have another piece written soon.
Gonna writefag the fuck out of this, first off, does he start in equestria or earth? whats his background and military experience, and is it going to be Far future headcannon, or other dimension headcannon? your guys call
>>21682625
>>21682842
oh wait, NVM, if im encroaching on something tell me. and ill stop it up inb4 it goes down. i did have a helluva lot thought out tho.
>>21682860
Oh god no, we need something to keep this thread going.
>>21682860
As a rule of thumb, if nobody else is posting green at the time, go for it. I've never been in a thread that didn't want green.
>>21682860
POST.
PLEASE DON'T BE BAIT, POST.
i like where this is going, and nao, answer the question maggots.
>>21682921
does he start in equestria or earth? whats his background and military
experience, and is it going to be Far future headcannon, or other dimension
headcannon? your guys call
>>21682940
By all means, post! I only mentioned that so people didn't think I'd abandoned.
>>21682940
you guys have two minutes, and then i'll go with
>starts on earth
>ponies are extradimensional
>he is a 4chan anon,
>and he plays a lot of risk
>and has gone through, and passed, 3 AP exams, including english, math, and US history
>otherwise hes in Grad school getting a major in C++ Coding (software tech)
>he knows his shit
Okay, lets GO!
>>21682625
>10 minutes later, you found yourself pacing back and forth outside the palace gates. No one had yet told you anything, and the guards that had retrieved you had both apologetically told you that they were forbidden from saying anything.
>Were you in trouble? Was Celestia going to crack down finally on the little microbrewery you’d set up in the little shed just behind Twilight’s castle?
>Nah. No reason to be so secretive if that was it. Probably some gruff-looking Shining-Armor type would pound on your door, clap you in whatever the pony equivalent of irons was, and drag you kicking down to the constabulary or whatever. The guards, despite their reticence at communication, had been... friendly.
>One had even offered you a drink of something that tasted vaguely of mangos and smelled vaguely of Sugarcube Corner. "Thanks, Pinkie," you thought to yourself. "Always can rely on y-"
"With us, please, sir"
> barked one of the guards suddenly.
> Wait a minute. "SIR?". You supposed that was nice, the sudden and probably unwarranted respect, but... the fuck was he calling you 'sir' for? Other than the princesses, titles weren't exactly commonly used among ponyfolk.
>You were still mulling this over when the gilded doors of the grand castle groaned open, and you found yourself bowing to the diarchs of your new home.
"Ah, wonderful, Mr. Anonymous,"
>orated Celestia pleasantly.
"I hope your trip here was fine? Normally I'd offer you tea and cupcakes - we just procured a new recipe from Sugarcube Corner this morning - but I'm afraid we have-"
>The dark purple sister cut her older sibling off rather abruptly.
"Equestria is at war, Anonymous,"
>You felt like you'd just been slapped. At WAR? Equestria? Equestria didn't... do war. Did they?
(nuked the tripcode)
>you are anon, on earth to boot
>you wake up, looking out the window to find a couple of women walking thy walketh of shame
>a couple of professors are scolding a todd and Keith on a bench below, something about making thermite
>aluminium oxide is danm potent
>you look to your class schedule to see you dont have classes for the next 5 hours
"so danm lucky"
>you look over at your based desktop, and you grin to find that your WIFI school data hack happened overnight
>now you have the school Teachers WIFI
>no blocked 4chan
>the student WIFI is crap, as 4chan is blocked because of child pr0n
>danm /b/ shitting up my day.
>oh well, now i dont have to give a damn!
>sitting down you felt a pain in your lower back thats been keeping for a couple of days, and you took some, what was that... Valium to ease it?
>oh well, it feelz FUCKIN NICE
>you went to /mlp/ as you clicked the first good thread you saw
>anon in equestria... how nice
>looking outside you find that your school is really continuious with the ones in the EQG series
>oh well, its a college.
>after thuroughly fucking up the FOE thread with shitpposting you went for a walk
>greeting the girls on the walk of shame and waking to a fountain you swear you saw MLP bits in.
>tfw you;ll never have bits
"oh well"
>you fish a beer out of a bush by there and crack it open on the cement.
"cheers"
>you say as you go bottoms up on a 40 OZ by the fountain.
>taking a quarter from your pocket you toss it into the fountain, exclaiming
"shit i want ponies to exist, man if i could CYOA in equestria that would be-"
>you were cut off by the sound of something shooting out of the water and landing infront of you
>a bit.
>wat?
>looking into the water you find your quarter was gone, and there was no change in it. reaching your hand into there you felt the sun and something grab you...
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>>21683042
>Seemingly in answer to your look that was a combination of beached fish and deer caught in headlights, Princess Luna elaborated, albeit with a hint of - was that fear? - in her voice. Whatever it was, she wasn’t using the Royal Canterlot voice. You realized this was Luna speaking, not a diarch of Equestria.
"We are at war. Early this morning, the Griffon Empire invaded our northern borders. Ambassador Silverwing of the Griffon issued the formal declaration around 10:30.”
>You sighed. You knew the old Griffon ambassador, Talon personally. He was a gruff old bird, but he had a good heart. The order must have destroyed him.
“Princess Celestia and I have been exhausting all remaining diplomatic channels with the Griffon empire. Alas, it seems our former allies are determined to annex Equestria, and that there is no convincing them otherwise.
Anonymous, Equestria is a peaceful land, and in a thousand years we have not known war. We know your history, from what you have told us. We know your people have far more experience with the martial arts and sciences than we do”
>Celestia cut in, seemingly want to end the wall of text her sister was orating at you.
“We wish you to lead our military planning. You will of course be given every resource available at your disposal. However, we haven’t much time, and your decision must be made before you leave this room.”
>Jesus. Military planner? You weren’t a military tactician. Hell, you sucked at pretty much every strategy-related game you’d played. Chess? You got trounced. PvP? You spent more time at the rez shrine than not. What were they thinking, asking you to be their tactician? You were a damned bio geek, not a history buff.
"Hell no, ask someone else,"
>thought your brain, decisively.
"I'll do it,"
>said your mouth. What the fuck, mouth?
"Excellent, Mr. Anonymous. Excellent,"
>sighed Celestia with apparent relief.
"If you'll just follow Crimson Hoof, please".
