>"Oh my gosh! Are you alright, Anon?!"
>>25656752
No, I'mhalf left.
>>25656761
IM GONNA CHOP YOU IN HALF CARLOS!!
>>25656752
"You killed me! Of course I'm not alright!"
>>25656792
moo moo moo moo
>As Twilight came through the window
>It was the sound of a crescendo
>She came into her apartment
>He left cum stains on the carpet
>He ran underneath the table
>He could see she was unable
>So he ran into the bathroom
>He had slipped down, it was his doom..
>"Anon, are you OK?"
>>25656752
I'm fucking invincible
>>25656884
>>25656884
You crafty bastard.
>>25656752
It's just an illusion, Twiggy. My thumb is fine.
>>25656752
"Sure, why shouldn't I...wait a second...my crotch feels lighter..."
>"Sweet Celestia! If only I had known..."
"...what are you ta-WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DOOOOOOOONG!?"
>"I...I thought you would feel better by being like everybody else, here..."
"OH NO, YOU DON'T! THIS THING I'M FEELING ON MY FOREHEAD BETTER NOT BE MY DICK!!"
>"...A-Anon, you n-never told me human horns were so...well...flaccid..."
>"THAT'S NOT A HORN, YOU MORON!"
>>25656752
>Anon puts on a play with Twilight in her gladiator costume
>One scene, Twi 'stabs' Anon with her horn
>He gasps and does a dramatic fall to the ground
>All the ponies rush on stage, carrying bandages and peroxide
>Twilight herself is apologizing profusely
>Can't facepalm hard enough
>>25657396
>"Yo, Twi, Anon! What are you d-MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"...DON'T LAUGH!"
>"Oh my, Dash, m-maybe this is not a good time for a visit...I made a little blunder..."
"YOU MOVED MY DICK ONTO MY FOREHEAD! THAT'S NOT A LITTLE BLUNDER!"
>"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
>"...h-how was I s-supposed to know!? You humans are k-kinda weird..."
"DO SOMETHING! AND YOU! STOP LAUGHING!"
>"heheheheheheheheh....o-ok, s-sorry....I'll s....pffff....stop....."
"YOU ARE NOT HELPING!"
>"N-now, I need to find the reverse spell..."
>"Say anon..."
"...what!?"
>"I mean, it's not that bad, come on..."
"DASH! THIS IS BAD!"
>"Shhh, shhh, you're not thinking about it in the right way...see it like th...pfffffft....this...."
"Dash...don't."
>"I mean, in this way..."
"Dash, I'm serious. NO."
>"it's like you just..."
"DASH!"
>"...gave another meaning to the expression 'giving head'....MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Blah blah blah, can we fuck now like what always happens when you just appear in front of me?
>>25657396
>>25656752
I've had worse.
>>25656752
Pick me up please.
"Don't worry about it. Limbs grow back."
>You turn to one of her friends behind you and whisper.
"No they don't."
>>25657522
>based weaves
>>25656792
Is that from Hero Siege?
>>25658404
>He never finished the apple season comiic
Not so based weaves.
>>25656761
>>25657871
>tfw no warframe thread
>>25656752
Just a little something to bump the thread.
"Twilight! Where are you?"
> "B-Behind you..."
> You step forwards and stagger slightly.
> "A-Anon, your head..."
"What?"
> Why was she acting so scared?
> Come to think of it Dash and Pinkie nearly jumped out of their skins when you came back.
> You thought they would be happy to see you after three days of 'hardcore' camping in the Everfree.
> "It's on backwards..."
> Hmm..
"So it is..."
> "H-How are you still standing?"
> You flick your eyes downwards, glancing at the sharpened sticks jutting from your chest.
"Locals man..."
> "Anon!"
> You shrug, your broken arm flapping uselessly at your side.
"Magic or something?"
> "Doesn't that hurt!?"
"A little yeah..."
> You shuffle and waddle around, turning so your torso faced away from her but your head stared directly at her.
> You reach up and begin to pull one of the make-shift spears from your back.
> "W-What happened in there?"
> Hmm...
> What had happened in there?
> 'Ah shit!'
> You snap your fingers.
"Oh yeah! I died."
> "You- You WHAT!?"
"Died, then I came back."
> You sweep over your torn and tattered body once more.
> Eh, you could go for a drink.
> Before she could even react you reach up and twist your head around.
> The world spun in a blur as you suddenly found yourself facing rightfully forwards.
> Some ponies were giving you strange looks.
> Eh, probably jealous or something.
> You glance down at the sticks jutting from your body.
> Or not...
> "That's impossible! The dead can't walk!"
> You take a step forwards.
"Huh, look at that."
> Twilight's eyes twitched as you wave a hand in the air dismissively.
> "You're an abomination..."
"Later Twiggles, I've got a book to catch up on."
> "You shouldn't be walking..."
> You wave a hand behind you.
> Twilight continued to stare on as you drag yourself away from the area.
> This creature, this...monster.
> Was a complete asshole holy shit, she would have to do something about it.
>>25659759
I'm intrigued anon.
>>what a dickhead
>>25659759
> You whistle to yourself as you pull another stick out.
> With a relieved sigh you toss it behind you.
> A clack was heard as it popped onto the pile of other sharpened sticks.
> Welp.
> This shirt was absolutely ruined.
> Rarity would be so mad, apparently making shirts for you was such a pain in the ass.
> Either that or she was just getting all haughty like usual.
> You shrug and step up onto your old porch.
> So...
> You were a zombie now.
> That's cool.
> To be honest you had heard of things like them existing here but you never thought it to be true.
> You had one question though.
> Were you a Jason Voorhees deal or a Walking dead deal?
> You were really hoping for the former.
> You pull out your keys which for some odd reason were drenched in mud.
> A little shake cleared them off.
"Yeesh..."
> You push them into the door.
> Suddenly the whole thing gave away like a cheap plastic.
> So...
> Jason Voorhees rules?
> Awesome~!
> Oh hey look at that.
> You peek down at your torso, the holes dotting it already closing themselves.
> I see...
> You could use this for justice!
> You take a sip of your soda and flip another page.
> With a content sigh you sink lower into your recliner.
> Yeah...
> No.
> So what, you're a walking undead now.
> That's cool.
> Life still felt the same, you didn't feel incredibly hungry or anything close to that.
> In fact you felt as if you were full already.
> Eh...
> You take another sip and crush the can.
> With a loud belch you toss it behind you and flip another page of the book.
> Nothing really changed physically either, you were slightly bigger yeah.
> And you had these really edgy blue and black eyes, but you hated them so you put on a pair of shades.
> Surprisingly made you forget all about them.
> This book was rather-
> Three heavy knocks crashed out against your door.
> You lazily turn your head upwards.
> Probably AJ dropping by with your weekly shipment of cider.
>>25656752
Yes, of course I am alright, I mean, that's how I usually feel... without purpouse, with no one to love, and with big urge to destroy everything...
>....
Tell me, purple horse...
>I am pony
Whatever....
>And not just a pony, an unicorn
So what? Will this matter when I do what my species do for millenniums?
>And what is this exacly? Should I be worried?
Oh, heh, let's tell that in my dimension, we have already cleansed hundreds of species, only in last decade!
>But, that makes no sense, why would you destroy?
...
>Anon? Where did you get that weapon from?
heh. hehehe
>Anon! I'm scared of you!Nothing personnel kid
>>25659929
> You step up and turn around.
> Your duct taped door threatened to give away once more as another three knocks rang out.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Hold onto your panties."
> You take hold of the door.
> Crash!
> The whole thing fell apart in your grip once more.
> Applejack stared down at the shattered debris lining the ground then back up to you.
> "Ah...Anon... you look...bigger'."
> You shrug.
"A lot of things have changed. Got my cider?"
> "Uhhh... no... Twilight's been runnin' around saying your...dead."
"Okay... so the cider?"
> "Anon, be honest did Twilight finally go bonkers or are you playing another prank?"
"Hmm, oh we're still on the dead thing. Yeah I died back in the Everfree, I'm a zombie now."
> AJ studied you silently.
> Then suddenly she broke into hysterics.
> "Riiight, and ah'm a Princess."
> You quirk an eyebrow.
"You were back where I'm from..."
> "What?"
"Nothing."
> You lean against your door frame.
> Surprisingly held...
> That was nice.
"Anyway, you don't believe the zombie thing?"
> AJ shook her head with another bout of light laughter.
> "Ah heard they were all killed off in Luna and Celestia's glory days!"
> You flap your hand in the air.
"Cool, the cider?"
> "Anon." AJ suddenly went serious. "You're not playing a mean prank are yah'? Cause' I don't mind it as long as it doesn't get out of hoof..."
> She frowned.
> "This is kind of outta' hoof."
> Out of hoof.
> “Because ah understand friends like to mess with each other but when ya'll-”
> With a sigh you loll your head.
> Suddenly you lean down and remove your glasses.
> AJ suddenly leapt into the air, her back arching like a shocked cat.
> Her pupils shrunk to the size of pinpricks before she bolted off and away from your house.
> Huh...
> You slowly slide the shades back on.
> New power discovered.
> This zombie business might be a little better than you previously thought.
Should I continue? I could make some antics out of this. Only if someone wants it though.
>>25660056
continue
>>25657396
>>25657480
>>25660056
Continue good Anon
>>25660152
>>25659783
Alright, didn't mean to ignore you by the way. Just wanted confirmation.
>>25660056
> Yes...
> You could do so many things now.
> No-one could tell you where to sit... or stand now.
> Not when you couldn't die.
> A malicious grin stretched over your face.
> Just recently turned nighttime...
> Hmmm...
> You stroll through the town and whistle a jaunty tune to yourself.
> You skid to a stop, your tune caught abrudptly.
> What is this!?
> A stray chicken squawked and clucked to itself as it hopped around.
> Hmm....
> You know, you could eat this thing...
> Instead you scoop down and pick it up.
> You place it on your shoulder, the chicken oddly relaxing, and continue on your way down the road.
> Your first stop place would be Sugarcube corner, you had to get Pinkie back for all those pranks she pulled on you.
> Something scary outta do, you already got her once.
> Nah..
> She was a tougher cookie than that.
> She would be over it by know and probably find this whole undead thing amusing.
> The chicken clucked and snapped its head to the left.
> You ignore it.
> It wouldn't be long before you actually came to the pastry shop... in fact it should be right around the corner.
> "Cluck! Bawk!"
"Yes...yes... that would be weak."
> "Bawk!"
"Nah."
> You scratch your head as you turn the corner.
> Another smile slowly moved over your face.
> Time to scare the figurative pants off of Pinkie Pie.
> The Sugarcube corner stood in the night air, lights pouring out from the windows.
> It was a rather lovely sight… you were gonna wreck it.
> Wreck that fucking thing good.
> You stomp up and kick open the door.
“Yo!”
> Mr. Cake jumped at your entrance and shook his head clear.
> “Anon… you surely look...different.”
> Should you tell him?
> Nah, he most likely wouldn't believe you.
> What little interactions you had with him led you to believe he was more...jaded.
>>25660330
Is this green McDonalds?
Cuz I'm lovin it.
>>25660330
"How are you doing Mr. C?"
> You head up to the counter and lean against it.
> You slide your finger across it and rub your fingers together.
> Man, this thing was incredibly clean.
> "Would you like to order something?"
> He raised an eyebrow as he readied the cashier.
"Hmmm..."
> You tap your chin thoughtfully.
> "Bawk!" The chicken flapped its wings uselessly, letting its presence be known.
> "I-Is that a chicken?"
"Mhm."
> What to eat...
> "Why do you have a chicken on your shoulder?"
> That triple chocolate cake looked good.
"Don't worry about it."
> Or that extra cherry cream pie.
> Oh what about the lemon parfait?
"Is Pinkie here by the way?"
> "Yeah, she's in the back cleaning some of the stuff from today's orders."
"Cool...cool. I'll take that chocolate cupcake and would it be okay if I could talk to her?"
> "Sure, go right on ahead. I'll ring it up for you."
> You lean back away from the counter and shoot him a thumbs up.
> You were so going to wreck her night up.
> You push past the wooden entry and creep towards the back.
> Mr. Cake hummed to himself as you moved away.
> His humming soon turned to a females humming, you pop your head around the corner.
> Pinkie zipped back and forth around the kitchen, smiling brightly as she cleaned the area.
> Showtime…
> You glance at the chicken on your shoulder.
> Eh…
> You step fully into the doorway, going unnoticed as she continued to zip around and hum.
> You clear your throat.
> Pinkie stopped instantly, her back turned to you.
> “Oh! Who's the-” Her words suddenly hitched as she laid eyes on you.
> “O-Oh! A-Anon! I didn't expect to see you here!”
> She gave you bashful smile as she flicked her eyes back and forth.
> You stay silent.
> Time to really sell it.
> “Are you okay Non...”
> She focused on the chicken on your shoulder.
> She seemed to tug at an imaginary collar.
> “Y-You know that's Fluttershy's Chicken right? She's been looking all over for her...”
>>25656752
I can't wake up.
>>25660455
> You continue to stare forward at her silently, your arms out at your sides like an awaiting gunman.
> Beads of sweat began to run down her face as she flicked her eyes all around the room.
> "Y-You know earlier? W-What was that about, this is a prank right?"
> She let out a nervous laugh.
> "Because Twilight had told me you were a...zombie earlier."
> She gulped and folded her ears back.
> "That's not true right non' non?"
"..."
> "Non'..."
> You step forward and reach up.
> In one swift motion you take hold of the rack of pots and pans lining the bottom of the over-head cabinets and rip the pans to the ground.
> A cacophony of cluttering rose to the air as you step forward again.
> You point at Pinkie silently.
> "A-Anon! Stop it!"
> You step over the litter and begin to move towards Pinkie, moving in a full, erratic gait.
> She fell backwards onto her rump.
> You continue your gait.
> She scrambled to get away from you, her hooves clacking against the tiled floor.
> "Help!"
> You let your mouth open and grunt.
> Hey... it was all you could do to sell it.
> You slow down just inches from her.
“Vengence...”
> You lean forwards and reach your arms out, bobbing your head like a hungry wolf.
> You were just inches from her...
> Pinkie suddenly became a literal blur.
> It zipped straight past you.
> You whirl around and catch the backdoor of the kitchen swinging back and forth.
> Wow...
> You throw your head back and howl with laughter.
> Oh lord.
> That was better than you expected, didn't even have to do anything other than sit there.
> You wipe a forming tear from your eye and step out of the kitchen.
> Mr. Cake was nowhere to be found.
> Probably upstairs somewhere.
> You reach into your pocket and dig out a couple of bits.
> You let them drop onto the counter and pick up the resting cupcake.
> Damn...
> It felt good to be undead.
>>25660581
> You step back out of the pastry shop.
> The faint 'ding' of a bell tickled your ears as the cool night air washed over your face.
> To be honest you didn't really know what much else you could do with this newfound 'power'.
> You didn't want much, just to live a peaceful life.
> You didn't want more.
> To be honest scaring Pinkie was just enough for you tonight.
> You would go back home and sleep…
> If you even could…
> Then it was off to find out what killed you.
> Because you sure as hell didn't remember.
> Hmm…
> Something didn't feel right.
> You look around, searching the towns horizons.
> Off in the distance an orange glow danced on the horizon, a column of smoke rising from the warm hue.
> Heh…
> Sucks to be-
> Wait a minute!
> That was where your house was!
> Oh hell no!
> You take the chicken and tuck it close like a football.
> You take off in a mad sprint towards the glow.
> Your footfalls echoed all around you as the world bobbed up and down.
> You tuck lower and rush down the dirt path.
> Just a little more…
> You skid to a stop, kicking dirt up all around you.
> Oh for fucks-
> It was your place!
> You let your jaw drop as you stepped forwards and watched your house become nothing more than a charred skeleton.
“Wha-How! What!?”
> You whirl around, hoping to catch somebody in the act.
> Nothing…
> Whoever had been here was gone now…
“Welp it's a good thing I don't have gas.”
> Oh wait.
> You did have gas.
> Boom!
> Your first instinct was to tuck the chicken in even closer.
> The force of the explosion threw you forwards, sending you tumbling and rolling across the ground.
> You let the chicken go and pull yourself from the ground.
> Sheesh…
> A scorching heat ran over your entire body as you dusted your tattered shirt off.
> Oh… seems as if you've been set on fire.
> You apathetically glance down at the orange flames licking at your frame.
“This is such a shitty night now...”
This is all glorious
>>25660728
> You turn away from the cackling fire and calmly walk down the path.
> Find something close.
> Some water.
> Water would do.
> The park was the nearest thing...
> Get there and you could get in the pond.
> You found yourself calmly assessing the situation.
> You should be panicking.
> But forget that.
> You instead marched down the trail silently, the fire wisping and dancing around your form.
> Keep moving.
> The cackling filled your ears as nothing but orange took your sight.
> Ignore it.
> You kept on moving like this for what felt like hours.
> Nothing seemed to bother you for the time being.
> Nobody was out…
> Nothing seemed to be lurking around.
> You went on like this until you found a pond.
> You didn't care about the scenery.
> You calmly step into the water.
> The moonlight spilled over you and the water as you slowly trudged deeper, and deeper in.
> Eventually the water took you completely snuffing the flame.
> Silently you fold your arms and fall backwards, your frame sinking downwards, deeper and deeper towards the ponds bottom.
> Up above you, the reflection of the moon danced on the water silently.
> Its pale light graced the water, working against the darkened hues of its murky and surprising depths.
> You stared at it one last time before snapping your eyes shut.
> So...
> An invincible zombie now.
> That was cool.
> But now you had some questions.
> Who set your house on fire?
> Why?
> You didn't plan on hurting anybody.
> This not-so-much life might not be as glamorous as you thought...
> ...
> ...
> ...
> You found yourself falling fast asleep shortly afterwords.
>>25660864
Damn, I wanted to expand way more on this but I'm out of time for the night.
If you guys wanna see more just simply let me know and I'll pop out some more green tomorrow... if the thread is still alive.
I may actually make a legitimate story out of this instead of just a bunch of undead antics.Though they will be apparent in the green.
>>25660930
I am farting out of excitement!
>>25656884
I like it.
>>25660930
Plz continue
>>25660930
Yes, continue also Pastebin?
>>25662313
>>25656792
fuck off you tumblr garbage
>>25662952
Check your privileges.
>>25657825
'Tis but a flesh wound my dear Twily.
>>25660930
Go for it. It would be interesting to see an in depth parallel to something like legitimate race persecution.
>>25660864
This I need more of
Bumping for more of that green
>>25658945
Nope. It's from Mystery Skulls.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YlEb3L1PIco
