>Writefags come back edition
The other threadbecame a spooky ghost.
>Cosmic's current green http://pastebin.com/EYg9mA7m
>>25665257
>Spooky Ghost-Pony thread is back.
Time for Spooks.I just hope I don't forget to bump the thread later after writefriend comes back.
>>25665257
bumping
>>25665257
MAMA MIA, G-G-G-GHOST!
>>25666169
Eh you, with the 'Tache, we got this...
>>25666182
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>>25666209
>you will never get a spooky blowjob from a spooky ghost mare
>>25666216
>"Sir, what you had there was a level 10 "Wistful Waifu" pone. Very dangerous. It possesses the minds of the depraved, until they form a general. All those in the general mysteriously stop posting as their very life is sucked from their bodies. It's extraordinary. We're lucky we caught this one when we did.
>"Oh, and that'll be $3,500".
>>25666241
>"I'm going to entrust this level 10 to you, new start. I'm not racist or anything, but I'll give you one simple instruction: Do not open. Oh, and don't steal it either. Who knows what would happen..."
>>25666253
>"...Wouldn't dream of it."
>>25666259
"...Not at all..."
>>25666272
>>25666487
>"OH JESUS"
>"JESUS"
>"REEKIS"
>>25666618
>"FUUUUUCKERS! NOW FEEEEEL MYYYY WRAAAATHHHH!"
>>25666645
>"So the spook made a spook, huh? The irony is delicious..."
>>25666656
>"Jesus, how are we ever going to take down a ghost that size?! That thing must be over 100 feet tall!"
>>25666680
>"You called, my Son?"
>>25666694
>"RUSH HIM!"
>>25666708
>"Shit!"
will ghost pone ever be canon
>>25666732
>"A cannon? That'll never work against a ghost! And our Proton streams just can't take down this level 999 entity!"
>>25666756
>"Well guys, this is it. We're doomed. Nothing can save us now."
>>25666774
>>25666756
>>25666645
Giant ghost pone waifu meets all my standards.
>>25666828
>"Oh boy..."
>>25666881
>>25666937
>"Did... did he just suck that thing up with a Vacuum cleaner?"
>"Yes. He really was a little sucker."
>>25666957
>"Well 'Tache, you saved NYC. Good job."
"Ohyeh."
>"But what will happen to Ghost Waifu now? Are you sure you can contain such power, little guy?"
>>25666977
This is the best picture i've ever seen
>>25666977
Later...
>"Jesus Christ Luigi, you fucking retard. We can't keep a 100ft tall Ghost as a pet.
"Mama mia..."The end.
>>25667500
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>>25666992
Quit making me laugh too hard you fuckers
>>25666992
Why did i read it in Vinny's SMBSS voice...
>>25667764I GOT TERMINAL 7, LUIGI
>>25667764
Because Vinny's Corruptions have effectively corrupted your mind into a machine that can't forget him
Ergo, Watch Jobel.
>>25667778
>offbyone
almost made it worth it too.
>>25667783
>implying i don't prefer dank swede over voobo.
>>25665257
I was going to complain about making another general, but that's >>25666992 was pretty cool.
i want gravedigger anon to come back
>>25667825
Same
>shy
>ghosty
>holy shit
at work, so drawn on the back of a scrap of paper lmao.
Hopin to come back with more later.
>>25667500
>>25668561
If I turn on the ceiling fan will she die?
>>25668589
it would be incredibly painful
>>25668626
UUUU
We need more ghostpone with legs.
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.
>>25669057
But then how we are going to remove spooky?
>>25669331
Why would we want to?
>>25669351
So she can stop haunting peoples houses and take her to somewhere safer,my basementand to perform a study about ghosts physiologyTouch her inappropriately, of course, all this with her consentor not.
>>25669425
I don't see how it matters whether she has legs or a genie tail then. If anything, if she's got legs she's more likely to have a pussy as well.
wew
https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2015/6/26/924332.png
>>25669057
>tfw we will never know if Ankh Aria was going to become a lich
>this thread
Cosmic, you faggot. Come back and write for us.
>>25671034
First sorry about the wait. Second thanks to the kind Anon who made the thread (Thought I'd have to do that when I updated the story.) Third, I have the rest of the story in my head, just need to write it out. Fourth this has been a very busy past few days with finals, projects, and hobbies eating up most of my time (Just got my first Bitcoin miner today)... So anyway what I'm saying is if I can get one project out of the way before too long, not get caught up in something social for too long, and don't get too drunk I'll have an update tonight. Tomorrow will hold an update whether I updated the story tonight or not.
>>25669425
Because science.
http://imgur.com/3itglK0
This thread's aghost
Sleepy time bump.
>>25672287
Bitcoin mining is still profitable?
>>25673689
unf
... what will happen to the cum?
Will it just stick inside her ghostly body, appearing to float along wherever she goes?
Will it slowly dissolve and be assimilated into her mist-like body?
Or will it simply pass through her and fall to the ground?
>>25676250
More than ever before. Cheap Bitmain s3's. 120 for something that returns $6 a day... You can of the math.
>>25676432
Let's hope it's the first one.
>>25676602
I'd be okay with either of the first two. Or both at the same time for that matter.
>>25676432
>You fall back on the blankets of your bed.
>Your little ghost floats down slowly to your side.
“That was spooky.”
>”Gets your heart racing, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah, why should I giggle at ghosties when I could do that instead?”
>”Anon, don’t say things like that! I’ll giggle at you and then you’ll disappear.”
>She wraps her hooves around you, one of them going through you to get to the other side.
>A chill goes up and down your spine as she slips it effortlessly through you.
>”And I don’t want my Anon to disappear.”
>She gives you a cold kiss on the cheek.
>The moment seems to last forever, and then it starts to feel…
>Warm.
“Please tell me that’s not what I think it is.”
>She pulls back, and the feeling disappears.
>”What? -Oh!”
>She scrunches up, and you can hear her straining.
“What are you doing?”
>She continues to strain and concentrate, her see-through face somehow red.
>When suddenly she seems to pop back to normal.
>”Don’t worry about it.”
“Seriously, what was that?”
>”It’s a little trick that keeps our haunted house clean and dust free, now shush and let me be a sleepy spirit.”
>Well, you know when not to let her get her rest, so you leave her to her peace.
>Shutting your eyes, everything goes dark.
>During the night, you felt her cold embrace fade away.
>She leaves to go haunt an object. She says it’s a more comfortable way for her to sleep.
>”Anon, I made a surprise for you!”
>You put your hands on your face and rub your eyes tiredly.
“If it’s another heart-attack, so help me, you know who I’m gonna call…”
>And two unfamiliar voices shriek excitedly.
>”Daddy!”
>what.
>You shoot open your eyes, ignoring the sliver of light that usually burns your eyes, and see two smaller versions of your ghostly partner.
>They look only slightly different, their high voices all too real.
1/2
>>25676824
>They wrap their own pairs of hooves around your legs, not nearly as cold as their mother.
>They only manage to give you goosebumps, and then a shock of cold hits the rest of your body.
>”So would you rather have the heart-attack?”
“I think this still qualifies as just that.”
>”So you’ll be a ghost with me, finally?”
“How did… Does this mean…?”
>She lets go, and floats down to her offspring.
>”Well, I took a certain little part of you…”
>While the miniatures nuzzle your legs, thankfully wrapped in pajamas, she gestures to the boxers underneath.
>”And mixed it with a little part of me…”
>She wraps her hooves around the pair and your legs, sending your legs into “let’s not freeze off” mode.
>”And found a nice spooky place to make these two.”
>They ignore their larger counterpart and continue to attempt to freeze your bones.
“So, like, ghostly mitosis?”
>”You could say that.”
>You look back down at the trio, what would break other mortal men is...
>Heartwarming.
>Suddenly, she sticks a hoof through your chest.
"Thanks for getting rid of the warm and fuzzy feeling."
>"Anything for the stallion who knows death wont do us part."
2/2Did I do good? Should I consider suicide or more for the thread?
>>25676838
More, please
return from the grave bump
>>25676824
>>25676838
Me gusta. I like this, it's cute. Ghost dad Anon would be an interesting father.
>>25667500
fuck, this the adoraspookiest thing i've seen in ages
page 10 bump
=, Pls come back
>>25683844
Writing update right now.
>>25684366
alright man.
I'll writefag off to the side and wait until you're done. Don't wanna clog the thread
Well, I guess I'll write for now.
>It's cold.
>It's really fucking cold.
>It's the middle of summer and your house is freezing.
>You jump out of bed, blankets in tow, and fumble your way to the thermostat. It sits at a cool 70 degrees Fahrenheit.
"Could've sworn it was colder."
>Your eyes narrow as you shuffle back to bed. You flop down on your bed when a chill is immediately sent down your spine, giving you goosebumps.
"I wasn't even out of bed that long... Why is it freezing again?"
>You grumble and roll over, eyes shut tight. It feels like someone is watching...
>Opening an eye slightly, you see a transparent pony lying down next to you, staring into your face with a wide grin.
"WAUGH!"
>"KYAHH!"
>You jump up and take on an offensive pose, ready for action. The spirit pony jumps up surprised and darts off.
>You are Anon, someone that has been conditioned to the random nature of Ponyville. Well, you like to think that, anyways. You still get caught off guard a lot, but it's a work in progress.
>>25684892
>Glancing toward the living room, you ponder the options. Interact with ghost pony? Or go to bed? Ghost pony? Bed?
>Even though it's 4 in the morning, you decide to check it out. You're already awake enough as it is.
>You walk cautiously toward the living room, trying not to make the floor creak and failing horrendously.
>REEEEEEEAK
>You sigh and start walking normally, creaking following your steps. As you survey the living room, no traces of the ghostly ghost are spotted. It is a ghost, after all.
>"e-excuse me—"
>You jump again at the voice, and an audible "eep" is heard.
"H-hello?"
>"hi, hehe..."
>You scratch your head and look around, not seeing the ghost anywhere.
"Uh... how... how are you?"
>"spooky."
>You were a terrible conversationalist.
"So... You're a ghost?"
>"yep..."
>Awkward silence.
"Um, can I see you?"
>"well, you jumped earlier, so... i guess so."
"No, I mean can you come out from hiding?"
>Silence, before an answer. "no."
"Why?"
>"you're scary."
"Aren't you supposed to be the scary one?"
>"i guess so. but i'm really not that good at it, hehe..."
>More awkward silence. It seems to be everywhere.
"Well, I'm going to get to bed..."
>"uh, okay, good night i guess?"
"Sure."
>>25684939
>You walk over to your bed and lay down, pulling up your covers. Soon, you start to "snore." When that happens, you feel a chill near you, and crack your eyes open a bit. You could see the ghost's face, looking at you curiously.
"Hi."
>"EEP!" She gets scared and flies away, going inside of your desk. You look at the desk with a raised eyebrow.
>Silence.
>You clear your throat.
"I saw you go in there."
>"n-no you didn't."
"You're in the desk."
>"n-no i'm not!" she stammers.
>You raise your eyebrows further.
>"fine, i'll come out..."
>The pony floats out of the desk meekly, trying to avoid eye contact.
"Hey. You okay?"
>"i don't know."
"W-Why's that?"
>A long silence before an answer. "i, i guess no one has been able to see me before..."
"Well, I see you."
>She smiles softly. "i guess you do."
"So, you're a ghost. That means you died, right? How'd you die? I mean, if you don't mind me asking..."
>The pony shakes her head. "i don't mind. the thing is, i actually don't remember anything about me dying. i just remember waking up as a ghost."
"Huh. No memories, huh? So, I guess that means you don't remember your name, eh?"
>The pony's head hangs low. "a-actually, i don't."
"Well, what do you call yourself?"
>Seems like you caught her off guard. She looks at you with sadness in her eyes. "i, i don't know... i never needed a name before now..."
"Well, we can fix that."
>She looks to you with glee in her eyes. "r-really? you mean that?"
"Sure I do. Everyone needs a name. Even ghosties like you."
>If a ghost could blush, she'd be doing that right now.
"So... What should we call you?"is this good I don't knowalso, suggest some names for the ghosty, I'm terrible with names
>>25685024
This is cute, oh so heart attack inducingly cute! I like where you're going... As for a name, I couldn't suggest one. I wouldn't want to rob you of the chance to name your pone...
Anyway I've finished my update, will commence the green dump.
>Than, as if waking up from an afternoon snooze, you fade back into a conscious state.
>You can feel yourself…
>And you can feel Willsy…
>And you can feel her tongue wriggling next to yours.
>You feel her materialize in your arms, and she was feeling you fade into her hooves.
>She was moving herself into you, pressing her ethereal being into yours.
>You decided not to open your eyes…
>Just better to let yourself fade into a warm feeling of companionship in this brave, ghastly, new world.
>You playfully trace circles over her chilly tongue when a thought hits you.
>’Willsy?’
>”Nonny?”
>’I need to know if anything is going to happen to Fleshlight Spunkle for killing me…’
>”Does it matter?”
>’Whoa, wait, what!?’ Your eyes burst open, and push the little ghost away from you.
>You think your starting to feel some kind of cramping inside yourself.
>”Ummm… S-sorry… but I mean… what does it matter? You can’t retaliate, you can’t become obsessed…” She was trailing off, losing the battle of wills
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN CAN’T RETALIATE!? She killed me! I have to, that bitch needs to pay!”
>Your anger and pain was building, and you just let it, focused on destroying that purple cunt who destroyed you.
>Willsy was withering in pain.
>You didn’t care at this point, you were focused; you needed to fuck a bitch up.
>You were proceeding toward the castle glimmering in the late twilight.
>>25685349
>Every way you could annihilate Twit was running through your mind
>A large crystal being knock off her ceiling above her.
>A bookshelf crushing her.
>Maybe a midnight candle falling onto her bed while she slept.
>Ohhhh there are so many ways to get revenge as a ghost…
>And every minute you were coming up with a new fresh hell to dispense on this fuck up of a princess.
>Your approaching the outer walls of the glimmering palace.
>It’s blatant opulence made you disgusted.
>You flew into a window like a night chill.
>Only the thought of finding your target, and dispensing sweet justice, flooded your soul.
>You fly through walls, room to room, looking for your target.
>You catch a glimpse of Spill in one of the rooms, being a faggot as usual.
>You half entertain the idea of just crushing him with a falling crystal stalactite…
>But you wouldn’t want to alert Twits to your presence… After all, she’s the one you need to exact your vendetta against.
>You pick up on some murmuring as you fly down a great hallway.
>Making an immediate turn you fly through one last wall to find yourself in a grand hall.
>You spot Twats immediately, but it’s the other ponies there which makes you hesitate.
>Celestia and Luna were in the hall before Twig.
>You decide to let your curiosity overrule your anger, finding a choice position above the ponies to listen to what they were saying.
>Twitties is speaking right now.
>>25685376
>”I told you I DON’T KNOW where I teleported him. I just needed him away!” She was flustered.
>It was Celestia’s turn to talk
>”But you still teleported him when you didn’t know what would happen?”
>”Y-yes…”
>”And you’ve never tried to teleport another pony without teleporting yourself with them…”
>”A-also yes…”
>”Have you really never tried before…” She was looking Twi in the eyes.
>”N-noo…” Twi looked like she was fidgeting a little.
>You’ve noticed Luna doesn’t seem to be doing anything, kind of just standing there to the side of her sister.
>’What is she doing here? Some kinda backup?’
>Your staring at the midnight mare while you think this.
>Her turquoise eyes darted up to you the instant your thought’s materialized, causing you to hover back from her a little.
>Her stare didn’t last more than a second… but it was right through you…
>’What was it Willsy said… That we’re things of the night… Could this living princess of the night really…’
>She was looking at you again.
>You floated to the side continuing your thoughts
>’really know about us ghosts when nopony else does…’
>Without moving her head, her eyes track your trajectory.
>’Yep, she knows…’
>But she isn’t making a big deal out of your presence.
>You decide to continue listening to the conversation at hand
>Celestia was talking.
>”Now I probably should have taught you this lesson long ago, but I thought you would have discovered it yourself when you learned to teleport. I want you to teleport next to me.”
>Twip looks visibly confused, but she obliges.
>She concentrates, and in a flash, but a noticeable second later, she is next to Celestia.
>Twiggy looks up to Celestia in confusion.
>”Ok now teleport the both of us next to that table.” She’s gesturing toward a small end table at the other end of the hall.
>”Okayyy” Twick does so, wrapping herself and Celestia in her magic.
>>25685416
>Another purple poof, and a second later they were next to the end table.
>You fly over to hear them.
>”Now teleport this, and just this back into the basket.” Celestia was holding an apple she’d taken from a cornucopia on the table.
>Twigger looked nervous, but she obeyed.
>Casting her magic out to the apple, she made it disappear in a pop.
>Celestia and her were watching the basket… but nothing happened.
>Twinder was the first to speak.
>”W-what happened? I focused all I could on that basket, I-I-I knew where it was going!”
>”You did, but you weren’t there to guide it.”
>”W-what?” Her expression was becoming something between shock, horror, and guilt. Priceless really.
>Celestia just looked down at her, beginning what you could tell was going to be a serious speech.
>”When you teleport something or somepony you rip apart the reality we live in, cut yourself and whatever you bring with you out, then you rip a new hole in a reality that is in every way the same, and paste yourself and stuff into that one. But throughout the process you, the caster of the spell, guide yourself between realities. If the caster isn’t present with whatever is being teleported at every step of the process… whatever is being teleported will be destroyed because it couldn’t be guided to another reality.”
>Twipple was just staring down, a tear running down her cheek.
>”S-so… is A-Anon…”
>”He’s deadJim”
>”I-I didn’t know! I didn’t know! I… didn’t… know…” She was shaking, beginning to sob.
>This was way better than the show…
>>25685438
>You actually felt somewhat happy that this arrogant bitch was coming to terms with your murder… until…
>”Do not fret yourself so much child.” Celestia was taking Twoop under her wing, consoling her.
“What!? She should be hanged for killing me!”
>”She shouldn’t…” A familiar feeling creeps inside you.
>You turn to see none other than Willsy hovering a few feet behind you.
>’What do you want Willsy?’ Your anger was returning, seeing your murderer being shown affection.
>”I’m here to tell you it’s not worth getting angry over!” She had a new force behind her voice, one you’d never heard or expected out of this dainty little ghost.
>’But she’s going to walk free while I’m stuck here now!’ You could feel your insides churning again.
>Not flinching Willsy continued to stare you down.
>”But what is freedom? She’s stuck in that plane with those ponies, and you’re stuck in this plane with me and a few ghosts… But you, we, can do anything here we can imagine. You’re not stuck here anymore than you were stuck when you were in your monkey land or Equestria. You’re just mad she brought you here.”
>She was staring daggers through you, and it was beginning to hurt.
>”Did she take anything away from you when she brought you here?”
>Thinking for a second…
>’She… she brought me away from Owlowiscious… Who was my only friend…’
>”She brought you away from an Owl you’d trained to annoy her dragon… Anything else?”
>Thinking some more…
>’Ughhhh… N-no…” You were sensing your defeat when you realized. “How did you know I’d trained Owlowiscious like that!”
>Now it was Willsy’s turn to feel the daggers you were staring her with.
>>25685466
>”I – Ummm – I may have… ummm… watched you for a little while…”
>She was feeling embarrassed, her emotions were smothering your dying anger.
>’I... actually could believe you’d do that Willsy’
>She perked up a little… she seemed like she was expecting worse.
>”W-well you were so different than the other ponies… You actually stayed up all night, and had fun… and you’re just kind of… a cool oddity to watch… since that’s most of what a lonely ghost can do.”
>Your inner turmoil was fading as you realized, as a ghost, there’s little reason to be mad.
>You began to think of some of your more private moments during your few weeks alone in the castle at night.
>’Soo… h-how much did you see?’
>”I… ummm…. I turned my back.”
>’You didn’t expect me to die so soon either…’
>”Maybe a little peek…”
>Now you were almost laughing, and she was a ball of embarrassment.
>’You saw my dick.’
>”I… ummm…. I… well… maybe”
>’Did you like it?’
>”… maybe…”
>’Come on, like you said, we’re ghosts, nothing matters!’
>”… yes… and things still do matter! Just… only things that affect our futures, nothing from our time alive is worth pursuing…”
>’Ohhh?’ You could tell she was trying to tell you something else… you listen… you’ve all the time in the world now…
>>25685496
>”If you get too caught up on something like seeking revenge, and haunting a pony… well than that is all you become. The thought possess you, and you end up tormenting whoever you haunt until you either kill them, or they exorcise you… which I’m sure you can guess ends with you vanishing to another realm, but just as angry as you were in this one… That’s why I told you not to… Normal ponies aren’t even supposed to know we exist! That’s why I didn’t flip the page on the photo album… If ponies even suspect a ghost, they usually have them exorcised… and then… well… we leave each other forever… and when you get down to it, all ghosts have are each other. You see Nonny?”
>She was floating in front of you, tear in her eye, but head held up strong.
>You looked at her, than through her, pondering her words…
>’You know your right Willsy… and I know your right… But the feeling of being wronged… that she’s not going to face repercussions…”
>She held a hoof to your chest.
>”Let the feeling go, it’s nothing good… And she will be punished… just nothing mortal.”
>>25666241
I need more shitty general preventing ghostbusters in my life
>>25685509
>You could hear Celestia cooing to Twich, as she led her out the grand door.
>You turn to look.
>There were several guards entering and surrounding the alicorns.
>They exited.
>You felt like hugging Willsy… you did.
>’This is it… this is me… this is we… hehe… *sigh*…’
>Than a third voice.
>”Hey, you two.”
>’L-luna?’
>You’d forgotten her presence when Willsy arrived, but she’d never left.
>She was staring up to you and Willsy, but her mouth remained shut as she communicated.
>”I just wanted to tell the two of you I’m proud… proud you had the strength to see through your anger… and proud you two found each other… Be happy, spirits, because shared happiness is the only goal you have to strive for in your lives.”
>She turned, spread her wings, and flew through the entrance, bursting up into her moonlit night.
>You and Willsy were still in a hug.
>”She’s right…”
>’I know… now… Say, did you know she could communicate with us?’
>”Nope!” She was giggling in your arms.
>’Good cuz that kinda scared me a lot!’ You were giggling now too.
>”Hey, want to leave this place?”
>’I don’t see why not.’
>>25685535
>http://pastebin.com/EYg9mA7m
And here is the updated pastebin. This will be finished before long. There is only one more scene I want to do... and I'm sure you can all guess what that is.
>>25685574
Ghosty pr0nz?
>>25685574
Hey man, I know this is probably uncalled for, but I just wanted to say that regardless of the things that you've been through, you still posted this story. Thank you very much for sharing your talent with us. It means a lot, and it's brought a lot of smiles to our faces, I'm sure. It's not every day that you get feedback for green text, but hey, whatever. Maybe it's because it's late here, but yeah. Just wanted you to know that you're a good guy, and I hope the coming week goes good for you.
>>25685574
The new parts are real good.
Comfy and feelsy at their own times, its nice.
>>25685349
I'm sp00ked
>>25686414
You had the perfect opportunity to say "2 sp22ky 2+2 me"
>>25676838
nigga this is fucking adorable.
pls continue
>>25685675
In some form or another.
>>25685731
Thank you. I try to complete what I start, and I only now had the free time to write more... Life gets very busy yah know? . After this I've got another greentext to finish in the Age Difference thread. However I've really got to thank the other writefags, drawfags, and anons who populated this thread and shared their creations and findings. I've really enjoyed everything this thread has had. The other stories are fun to read, and gravedigger Anon inspired me to a certain extent to write this. I mean I didn't start this thread, but the concept is fascinating. I'm just thankful other's kept the thread going... I can only hope more people are inspired to draw or write on the subject of ghost pony.
>>25686260
Good... let the feels wash over... or through... you.
>>25686414
Two Sp(two*o)py (two+two) Me.
>>25686770
It's always something...
Bumpfffftftftf
>This thread
>>25689332
I choose option 5
bump for future ghost love making
>>25689332
Yes to all.
Safety Bump
WOO WOO
9
ghost pon
>>25695707
>This is why we can't have nice things
Captcha:wheelchairs
>>25695708
9/10 would enjoy afterlife with.
>>25695708
thats ok with me i guess, just dont stay up too late
a young ghost filly like you needs her spooky sleep
guess I'll writefag more. Thanks for keeping the thread alivenow if only I could think of a name for the ghosty
>>25697883
Anna muse?
"How about... Whimsy?"
>She seems to brighten up at that name.
>"it sounds wonderful." The newly-named ghost pony smiles warmly at you.
"Well, Whimsy, since I'm up already, would you like to run with me to the market? I heard some merchants get there super early and it should be about time."
>She floats over beside you. "that sounds great."
>You blush, but as Whimsy hugs you, the color drains from your face because of the cold.
"Heh. Let's go."
>You throw on a shirt and some pants and open the door to your house, stepping into the mild summer air. As you walk, Whimsy floats beside you. Neither of you seemed to be the type to strike up a conversation. However, you decide to try.
"Uh, nice weather we're having, I guess?"
>"i guess so. not too cold or hot."
>The awkward silence apparently followed you both from the house, because it's here again.
"Heh..."
>Whimsy looks at you, confused.
"Oh, I just, uh... I guess I never thought I'd be talking with a ghost."
>"i didn't think i would either. talking, i mean. in general."
"That's true. Why is it only I can see you?"
>Whimsy goes quiet, and so do you. You both ponder the subject as you arrive in the market.
>>25695708
based neuro
you seem to lurk every thread I lurk
>>25698051
>"Howdy Ay-non! What're you doin' up so early?"
"Hey AJ. I woke up early, I guess."
>Apple horse stares at you with a look of confusion. "But yer normally the last one up of all a' Ponyville! What's the deal?"
"Heh, I dunno. Could I get some apples? Two, maybe?"
>"You got yerself a deal. Here, I'll even getcha the reddest apples I've got. Consider it a reward fer waking up today." Applejack smirks at you, and you let out a chuckle. "That'll be two bits." She smiles and turns her back to grab something.
>You reach into your pouch and pull out the bits. Exactly two.
>"that was the last of your bits, wasn't it?"
"Yeah."
>"Ya talkin' ta me?" AJ whips her head around and looks at you.
"Oh, no, just muttering to myself. Here's the bits."
>"Thanks Ay-non. Here's the red, juicy apples ah promised." She places two practically perfect apples on the stand and takes the bits. They looked so good, it felt like the price was a steal. No wonder why she gets so much business.
>You smile and grab the apples before wondering off. As you walk, Whimsy looks at the two apples.
>"why two?"
"Oh, heh. I was getting one for you, but remembered you're a ghost and don't eat..."
>You chuckle awkwardly. This will take some getting used to.
>>25698251
>You go back to your house and drop the apples off. You figure you might try having Pinkie doing something with them. Caramelize them, make them into a pie. Something like that.
>After you set down the apples, you walk over to the couch and slump down on it.
>"what's wrong, nonny?"
"Nothing much. Just thinking about things."
>Whimsy looks at you with concern in her eyes. "like what?"
"Like how you knew my name without me telling you."
>"oh! uh, hehe, uhm..."
>Whimsy darts through a wall into another room.
"Whimsy! Come on!"
>You sigh and get up, going into the bathroom, since that was the room she went into.
>As you go in, you look in the mirror and see Whimsy in the corner in the mirror world, but not in the real world.
"Come on."
>She refuses.
"Whimsy, I'm not angry."
>"you sounded like it."
>Did you? You didn't notice. Perhaps you did. Whoops.
"Well, I'm sorry. Can you just answer the question?"
>She shifts uncomfortably before leaving the mirror and facing you. "well..."
"Hm?"
>"i might have accidentally sort of kinda..."
"Yes...?"
>"looked through your memories a little, hehe." She fidgets, avoiding eye contact at all costs.
"Come on Whimsy. I mean. I don't mind much, but that's kind of an invasion of privacy."
>"i-i know! a-and i really really didn't mean to, but it k-kinda just happened and..." She looks like she's on the verge of tears.
"No no no shh, it's fine. I said I don't mind. Just ask before you do it again, okay?"
>"i'll try..."
"Alright. I've got an idea of someone who can help us understand this."
>>25698437
>You knock on the door, figuring she would be up. She wasn't.
>"Oh hello, Anon... You need something?"
>Her mane was an absolute mess, and she looked like she had woken up a few minutes ago.
"Twi, are you alright?"
>"What? Yep! Oh yeah, totally fine. Awake as ever! Totally haven't slept in a couple days due to research, haha! Nope! Not me!" Twilight giggles and looks at you with a dopey grin. "What do you need?"
"Twilight, you need to rest."
>"No no no I can't rest, I'm on the verge of a breakthrough on a spell that can change energy into solid masses! It'll change Ponyville, no, Equestria for the better! I just know it!" That grin is plastered on her face.
"Twilight, I'm coming in. You look like a mess and I'm helping."
>"Sure thing Anon! Help away!"
>Whimsy looks at you oddly. "what's with her?"
"She's not normally like this."
>You sigh and enter the treehouse.i refuse to make my story take place after season four
>Grabbing a brush, you brush Twilight's hair and talk to her.
>"Hehe, I love it when you brush my hair!" She giggles to herself, as if it's a joke that only she understands.
"Twi, I'm having problems. I need to learn more about ghosts."
>"Ghosts? Oh I have all kinds of books over those. Ghost stories, ghost hauntings, ghost folklore—"
"Twilight, I was actually going to ask you. But I'm not sure if you're in this condition."
>Twilight's eyes widen. "No! It's fine, I can help. I can help! What do you need help with?"
"I want to know stuff about ghost ponies. I think there may be one in my house."
>Twilight smiles as you finish brushing her hair into it's normal style. "Well, I guess you wanna get rid of it. Ghosts are notorious for pranking people, anyways."
"No, that's not it. I want to know who is able to actually see ghosts."
>Twilight laughs. "No one, silly! Unless my research is outdated, but that's impossible, haha!" She gets up and walks toward the books regarding ghosts. Opening the book, she gasps.
>"It's outdated."
Is this some reincarnation of the strange waifu threads?
>>25698676
might be. not even sure.
I'm just writing cute ghost pony.
>>25698676
It certainly fits the strange waifu category, but we never had this much ghost-related content in SWT.
Ghastly Gibump.
>>25676838
>pic related
>You tip toe over to the little brown pot.
“Where are you, my little ghosties?”
>You can hear them giggling, the little pot shaking and glowing with laughter.
“Where could you possibly…”
>You grab the pot, and begin to lift.
>DING!
>Ugh, who could that be?
“You win this time, little wisps.”
>Their giggling continues to mock you, as you leave to open the door.
>”Anon? Anon are you in there?”
>You’ve been spending most your time in your house of horrors, with your little horrors.
>So, you haven’t had time to…Go out.
>”Ah, there you are Anon!”
“Hey there Twilight, what brings you this part of town?”
>It was more like ‘the middle of nowhere’ than a ‘part of town’.
>It was quite a walk away from Ponyville, living up to the stereotypical haunted house.
>Far away, on a hill, two stories high, a broken window or two thanks to a recklessLittle League.
>But, in the light of a cloudless day like today, it seemed like a normal house.
>”The girls and I were wondering if you could come out and join us for a picnic?”
>She steps back, and all her friends smile and wave.
>”What’s been coopin’ you up in there for so long, Anon?”
>”Yeah, what gives?”
>”Maybe he’s getting a surprise ready for all of us! Is it a surprise ‘Nonny? Is it?”
>You turn your head, and look atSpooky.
>She looks down at the floor, still a little shy about meeting the living.
>Could she even leave the house?
>A disappointed frown forms on your face as you turn back to the group.
“Sorry, I’m…”
>You look back and see your two little ones being held back by Spooky as she tries to stop them from seeing who’s at the door.
“Busy.”
>”Busy?”
>”What could you possibly be busy with, dear?”
“Well, sorry to point out the obvious but…”
>You point at the obvious.
>Windows, floor, a little bit of roof.
“This place still needs a little more dusting off.”
>>25701279
>”Well at this rate you’ll up an work yourself to the bone!”
>”Yeah, really Anon, if you spent all that time working just the interior I think you deserve a well-earned break.”
>Twilight, why do you have to be smart?
“Well, I’m busy with some other things too. Like, uh…”
>A single spider comes down from above like a sign from the heavens.
“Pest control, yeah. Lots of spiders that I need to-“
>”W-well, I could come by after the picnic and round them up somewhere else.”
>A nervous bead of sweat forms on your forehead.
>How would Spooky take this?
>You can’t just leave her by herself with the wisps and what would she think if you went out with six other mares for a ‘picnic’?
>It’d take at least a day, they seem like time isn’t existent.
>You look back for a little help, but she’s still trying her best to hold back the little ones.
>You really got to come up with names for those two…
>”’Nonny, what are you busy with? You keep looking away and looking back at us. It’s like you’ve seen a ghost!”
“Yeah, guess you could say I have.”
>You lean on the doorway and try to block their view in on the inside.
>”Seriously bud, what’s the big deal? A little sun never hurt anypony.”
>”You still didn’t answer us, darling, what you were up to?”
“Well, I have a wife and two foals, so I’m busy with that.”
>Twilights eyes shoot wide.
>Pinkie and Dash chuckle to themselves and AJ simply shakes her head with a grin.
>Fluttershy and Rarity, however, don’t seem to have picked up on the sarcasm you /tried/ to hint at.
>”Really? Who is she? How did you meet?”
>”He was just pullin’ your leg, Rarity.”
>”Well, I CERTAINLY did not hear a hint of a lie in what he said.”
“Calm down Rarity, I was kidding.”
>You turn back, and see Spooky is far more than just a little mad.
>>25701283
>You point at your ring-less finger, and silently mouth ‘for now’.
>She glares at you only for a moment, and then realized where rings on humans go.
>Her little muzzle goes red, somehow, and she flies off into the attic after the wisps.
>And idea pops into your cranium.
“How about we just bring the picnic in here? Give you a little tour of the place, relax and chat about current events, all in the comfort of my new home?”
>The girls seem a little surprised, like it wasn’t considered.
>”Well, that sounds just fine. What do you girls think?”
>”T-that’d be nice.”
>”I wouldn’t mind.”
>”Was this the surprise?!”
>”Then it’s settled! When would you like us over? We understand if the place may be a little, heh, dusty.”
>You look at the sun in the distance, slowly falling from its former positon.
“Yeah, give me an hour or two to tidy up.”
>Faint laughter from the wisps diverts your attention, and you turn around expecting heavy damage.
>Pots and furniture still in place…
>Nothing moved.
>What are they up to?
>”Excellent! We’ll see you then!”
>They turn and begin to walk away, and you shut the door and turn around.
>You slide down the door and wait for them to come out.
>But Spooky only pokes her head from the attic, her neck not acknowledging the ceiling.
>”They seem nice.”
“So you don’t mind the neighbors?”
>”Not at all, I mind this house still being dusty, though.”
>You look around, tables and windows outlined with debris.
>”And I think you should be the one to clean up this time.”
“Why me?”
>”Well, I for one don’t think it’s a good idea to herd six ponies, three ghosts, and a human into one house.”
>She pulls herself through the ceiling and floats over to a shelf.
>”Not to mention I didn’t get a single say in any of it.”
>She picks up a duster and floats it over to you and drops it in your lap.
>>25701286
>”And I’m the one who had to hold back two restless spirits for you-“
>You wave your hand and grab the duster with the other.
“I got it, I got it.”
>She crosses her hooves as her little ghost-tail curls up.
“Are you upset you won’t be able to eat anything?”
>”N-no, I’m upset that…”
“They’re good friends, no reason to be scared of them.”
>She looks at you unsurely.
“Besides, you could even make a few new friends.”
>And the ghost goes whiter than a ghost, and she flees up back into the attic.
>You look at the duster in your hand and back to the large house.
>”I expect it done by the time they come back!”
>Oh the struggle.
Chaotic day kept me away. I hope this can make up for it and meets expectation.Help a poor writefag out, I could use some names for the wisps.
>>25701295
How aboutWaserandJim______
>>25701295
Jose Maria Conchita Sanchez and Lord Stevie Wonderbaum.
>>25701295OogieandBoogie.
>>25701295FlitandMite
>>25701992
Just rolls off the tongue.
>>25701295Joe_______andDrawfag's First name
>>25704622
Check' em.
Also bump
Goodnight bump.
>>25698117
I rarely lurk here anymore, though everytime I do I always find a neat thread to do drawings for
page nine bump
I'll write later, phone's about to die.
>>25698585
Whimsy eh? Would you say she'sWhimsical?
>>25701295
This is cute. Here's hoping for some ghastly shenanigans.
boop
Ghost pone is cute.
>>25710681
So it is.
honestly surprised this thread is still up. woo, ghost pones
that being said, lemme get to writing.
>>25698585
>A beam of sunlight falls on your closed eyes. You squint them open and look around. Still on your couch.
>You vaguely remember something having to do with ghosts... Was it a dream? Seemed a little blurred.
>Sitting up, you stretch and push yourself up off the cushion. You turn around to go to the kitchen and...
"GAH!"
>"AAH!"
>Whimsy darts back and looks at you with confusion. Memories flood back to you of this morning.
"Sorry! Caught me by surprise, heh."
>"hmph, that was mean." Whimsy fakes a pout, then a smile as she races over and tries to hug you. Still very cold.
"So... what would you like to do?"
>She looks at you, then looks around. "me?"
"Yeah. I've got nothing planned."
>She starts thinking, but comes up with nothing.
"Well, I guess I can head to Pinkie's."
>She smiles and looks somewhat relieved that she didn't have to make the decision. "alright!"
>Oh! You'd almost forgotten about the apples. You look toward them and see they're somewhat brown, but still look great. You snatch them off the counter and put them in your pockets.
>The sound of a busy Ponyville fills your ears as you open the door. You smile and close the door behind you. As you walk toward Sugarcube Corner, you notice a little someone missing. Looking back, Whimsy is frozen by your front door. You walk back quickly.
"What's up?"
>"th-there's so many..."
"It's alright, they can't see you, remember?"
>"b-but i could t-touch something, and everything c-could go wrong, and..."
>Fear is keeping her frozen in place. Kind of ironic if you think about it.
"Come on. Just stay close to me and you'll be fine."
>Whimsy nods reluctantly as she stays extremely close behind you. You sigh, relieved, and continue walking.
>>25707503
Whimsy is actually a word too, surprisingly. It means playfully quaint behavior. Found it fitting, and I like how the word whimsy sounds.
>>25714649
>Eventually, you arrive at Sugarcube Corner, and as you walk in the door, Whimsy looks immediately relieved to see a lack of crowds. There was a couple ponies sitting down, however.
>You ring the bell and Pinkie zips behind the counter.
>"Howdy Nonny! Good morning! Even though it's afternoon it's morning for you since you always get up so late so you must be tired and want to wake up and that's why you came here! So... what can I do for ya?"
>Pinkie's mouth is a freight train that has no breaks. You manage to understand everything but the middle portion.
"Sure... I was wondering what you could do with these."
>You pull out the apples and place them on the counter. Pinkie does her typical gasp.
>"Ohmygosh are those Applejack's apples? I could tell her apples anywhere I mean look at how bright and shiny they are and they look just so good and juicy and I kinda want to just shove them in my mouth but I know they're yours but—"
"Pinkie!"
>"Sorry!"
"What can you make with these?"
>Pinkie's grin gets even bigger. "OOH, I could make a pie or cupcakes or caramel apples or cinnamon apple surprise—I never really understood why we call it cinnamon apple surprise, I mean those are the main two ingredients so it isn't really a surprise but we do add some other stuff into it but not much so I still don't understand why it's called that but—"
"PINKIE!"
>"Whoop, sorry Nonny!"
"Can you make cupcakes with these?"
>"Ab-so-lutely! Be back in a jiffy!"
>Pinkie dashes off into the kitchen and some crashes are heard. You sigh and go to sit down when the door flies open. Speaking of crashing and dashing...
>"Allllll-RIGHT!" Rainbow Dash smiles triumphantly and waltzes to the counter. After she rings the bell, Mr. Cake shows up at the counter.
>"Well, hello Rainbow Dash. Are you here for the usual?"
>"You know it!"
>Mr. Cake smiles and walks into the kitchen, leaving Dash alone.
>>25714649
Indeed it is. Loving the story so far.
Also
"So... What would you like to do today?"
>"me?"
Heh
>>25714783
Thanks! Means a lot.Pinkie always makes my story sections too long but I love writing herIt's a constant balance whenever she's present
>>25714766
>"pinkie scares me."
"It's okay, she scares most people."
>A couple ponies glance toward you, then look away. You realize you look like you're talking to yourself.
>Dash looks around and sees you. "Oh. Hi, Anon."
"Heya Dashie, what have you been up to?"
>"Nothing much. Just practicing my sweet moves for the upcoming competition. It's gonna be awesome."
"Sounds like fun."
>"it actually does, heh..." You were a bit surprised to hear Whimsy chip in.
>"I know I'm gonna get first place this year! I've been practicing all the time, and I just know I'm—"
>DING!
>"OH! Be right back."
>Dash goes to get her food. As she comes back, she carries a platter of some sort of bars.
"What are those?"
>"Oh these? Nothing much. I call them energy bars. Chocolate, nuts, the basics. It's awesome. Want one?"
"Sure thing."
>Dash then goes for the smallest bar to give to you. You give her a look of disbelief.
>"Your face! Bahaha! Sorry, here you go." She hands you an average sized one.
>You bite into it and realize what she meant. It tastes pretty good.
>Suddenly, another ding.
>"NOOONNNNNNNYYY!!!!"
>You sigh and head toward the counter Whimsy stays behind with Dash.
>"Here ya go! I made some cupcakes specifically for you, and they taste SUPER appley! I couldn't remember how to make them but I remembered Applejack asked for something similar before so I was like 'Duh!' and so I just took the apples and—"
"THANK YOU PINKIE."
>"No problem! I guess that'll be... 8 bits?"
>You smile and reach into your pocket.
>Your smile drops off your face.
"Uh..."
>"Here ya go Pinkie, 8 bits for 'Nonny' here!" Dash smirks and puts down the money.
>"Alrighty Dashie! You're the best! You too Nonny! And so are you! And you! And—"
>You stop her pointing at random ponies in the shop."
"Thanks Pinkie."
>"Have a super extra special day!!" Pinkie bounces off with her usual smile.
>"You owe me."
"Heh..."
>>25714964
Indeed... Still trying to figure out if Anon is crazy, or if Whimsy is actually there.
Boop.
>>25715001
yay
>>25715595
> inb4 tulpa ghostie
>>25715595
>tfw story outcome has been totally put into question
I like you
Also I have to rethink how I'm going about this story because now I could either make it have a really happy endingor an extremely dark one
>>25718497dark_please
>>25665257
this thread cant pass on to the afterlife yet
>>25718497
Or a little bit of both.I mean, he could be crazy, but he could also be seeing her because he himself is drawing closer to his death, and is beginning to see the other side because of that. Just a suggestion (that you can no longer use because I mentioned it).
Page 10
>>25718497
Good, good... Making you rethink your story.
Do whatever man, I'm hooked on it.
>thread persists
I love you all
Will write later
>>25721845
>tfw Anon takes my idea
>tfw it was a good idea
why anon
>>25718497
I vote cute.Please.
>>25715001
>You take the cupcakes and bid Dash farewell. As you walk, Whimsy floats beside you, looking at the cupcakes.
>"what are they for?"
"What? Oh, I don't know. I had some little ponies in mind."
>You smile and ignore the stares of nearby ponies. Walking down the streets, you eventually reach the end of the town and see the orchards.
"Here we are... They're around here, right? I mean, they should be..."
You walk in between the trees and look for a little house hiding in one of them. Eventually, after a couple of minutes, you find the house.
>Carefully, you get yourself and the cupcakes up there in one piece. You slowly lean your ear to the door and listen.
>"...was thinking about doing those ones today! We could do--"
>"No, I totally think we should do the monster hunting one! That sounds dangerous and awesome!"
>"But ah don't think we're quite ready for monsters..."yes, they're still blank flanks, yes they're still the CMC, it's my story damnit
>You decide to be a jerk and bust down the door.
"GRAAAHHH!!"
>"AHHHH!" You hear screams from the three fillies.
>"Anoooon! Not cool!" Sweetie Belle pouts.
>"Ah guess you got us. Told y'all we aren't ready fer monsters."
>"I guess so. What are you doing here Anon?" Scootaloo asks.
"Well, I know how much you all like treats, so..."
>You pull out the cupcakes and present them to the fillies. All of their faces brighten as they begin thanking you profusely.
"Hehe, hey, it was nothing."
>"Anon, you're the best!" Sweetie says as she grabs some cupcakes and gives some to each of the others.
"You can have all of them, I don't mind."
>"REALLY?"
"Sure!"
>You hand the platter over with a smile.
"Hey, I've got errands to run. Sorry to leave, but enjoy the cupcakes."
>Applebloom nods as you leave the clubhouse and close the door.
>"they looked so happy. why didn't you keep just a couple?"
"I figure if anyone should be happy, it's them."
I have an idea.
Maybe I could write alternate endings?
So I can do a happy ending and a dark ending?the only problem is figuring out how to do that in a thread and not make it awkward. Include both storylines in a single post?
>>25723873
Alternate posts. Use the normal linking scheme to show the order the alternate endings follow.
>>25723709
Because I'm a bastard.
>>25724116
based writefriend
I'll do thehappyone first so then those anons can leave once that's done.
>>25723852
>After a long trek back to your house, you flop down on the couch. You were never really an outdoorsman.
>"your friends are all... really loud. i could never be like that."
"But why? You're a ghost. They can't see you. And they don't know what you're doing."
>"mmm, but it just... makes me feel bad. knowing how hard everyone works, and i just come and mess things up." Whimsy hangs her head in shame.
"It's alright. Really. You're not the only one that messes things up. I mess things up a lot too. And I'm pretty sure I've seen other ponies around Ponyville do the same. Particularly the mail carrier. The other day, I got an acorn in my mailbox!"
>Whimsy laughs quietly. She seems to have loosened up a little. "how'd that happen?"
"I have no idea. I tracked her down and asked, and she just said she must've mixed things up. I doubt you can mess up as much as she can."
>"hehe, i guess you're--"
>THWAM! Suddenly, the door flies open and you see a Twilight in the door.
>"Anon...huff...I just found...something for you." She sounds out of breath.
"Uh... heh, why didn't you teleport?"
>Twilight looks at you with confusion, then realizes what she did and facehoofs. "It-it doesn't matter now. Get back to my library NOW, I found something that might interest you."
>With a poof, Twilight teleports away.
>"i, uh, guess we should go?"
"Yeah."
>>25724790
>You arrive quickly at Twilight's house and open up the door.
"I came as fast as I could."
>"Great! Alright, I found this book hiding in the history section. Not sure how it got there. But it does have spells having to do with all sorts of unusual creatures. Wereponies, seaponies, ghosts, and even humans!"
"Sounds great."
>Twilight nods. "Mhmm! I even bookmarked the page for you. Go ahead!"
>You open up the somewhat heavy book to the bookmark and see a lot of spells having to do with ghosts.
"Let's see..."
>Looking over the spells, there's spells to see ghosts, banish ghost curses, revert ghosts back, send ghosts to the afterlife, and even one to trap a ghost in an object.
"Say, Twilight, what is a ghost curse?"
>"Hm?" She trots over and looks at the book. "Ghost curses... Seems like it stops a ghost from haunting whatever it's haunting. Something like that."
>"but i'm not haunting anything. i mean, i don't think i am..." Whimsy looks nervous.
"Okay... what about reverting a ghost?"
>"Where does it say that?" Twilight looks carefully. You point to the spell. "Ah! Thanks Anon. Let's see... It says that it makes a ghost into the form it originally had."
>"i like that one."
>"But do you see those symbols?" She points to a couple strange marks.
"Yeah. What about them?"
>"This means that the spell requires a lot of magic and concentration. I'm not sure if even I have enough. One of the princesses, sure, but not me."
>"i'm not so sure if i like this one now. i don't want to burden anyone."
"It's fine."
>"Hoped I helped you! You can check out that book if you'd like."
"It looks heavy enough as it is. Plus I can't use magic, so why would I?"
>"Oh. Yeah, right. Haha!"This is where the endings split, just so you know.
>>25725001
Oh no, one of these endings is gonna make me feel. Don't do it. I don't need this feel. I like my spooky. Don't take her from me.
Bump, going to write more
>>25725001
>>25715001
>tfw two of my posts have ended in 001
what does this mean
>>25725001
>Cute Story
"So, Twilight, I've got an idea. You know that one spell that lets you see ghosts?"
>"Of course! I've never used it, but it seems simple enough." She smiles.
"Well, I need you to cast it."
>Twilight looks at you with a confused look. "Uhm, right here?"
"Yeah."
>"Allllright." A purple glow radiates from her horn as she casts the spell. Then a flash in her eyes, and it's over.
"You see it?"
>"i'm a her, thanks."
>"Oh my Celestia! An actual ghost! I mean, I heard of them obviously, but I've never actually met one! I'm Twilight."
>Whimsy hides behind you as Twilight speaks louder and louder.
>"Oh, sorry, I guess I was being a little too hasty." Twilight backs off.
"Her name's Whimsy."
>"That's a wonderful name."
>"th-thanks..."
>Twilight smiles.
"So, you see her, right? Well, I had an idea. Is it possible to... make her a pony again?"
>"Oh. Oh! Well, that's going to be difficult. Like I said, I don't have those kind of capabilities, and I don't think the princess would do any personal favors..."
"Oh. Forget I asked."
>You slowly walk toward the door and get a devilish idea.
"I'm walking toward the door."
>You reach the door.
"I'm at the door."
>You reach toward the door handle and begin pushing.
"I'm pushing the door. It looks so cold out there."
>You begin to slowly leave.
"I'm going out into the cold cruel world."
>"Oh fine! I'll see what I can do."
>"hehe, that was cruel."
>Twilight glares at you. "I agree."
>You might have forgotten she could see Whimsy. Whimsy might have also forgot that.
>"eep!"
>Twilight jumps back. "Sorry!"
"It's alright. Just get back to me, okay?"
>>25727251you're haunted
>>25726468
believe
Midnight bumping
Midday bump
Morning bump
Birthday bump
>>25731565
happy birthday anon
stuff your face with cakeor just a cupcake if you're poor
>>25731565
Happy Spooky birthday Anon.
I need more pictures of ghost pone...
Any drawfags here?
Bumperdebumperboopidopi.
Reporting drawguy reporting in. But for how long until i become ghost?
>>25734495
About 3.
>>25734495
don't die too soon
>>25727271
>Still Cute StoryI figure I'll finish this one for happy feels, and then do the other one for sad feels.
>You leave the library. Looking at the sky, you realize it's night time. What? How did that happen?
>"it's really dark."
"Yeah, and the streets are kinda empty. Let's go."
>You hurry back to your house. Once there, you shut the door and start walking toward your bedroom to get ready to retire for the night.
>Suddenly, a knock.
"What...?"
>You pull the door open and look at a yellow and pink pony.
"Hey, what are you doing out here so late?"
>"That's, uhm... a good question. Sorry, I was probably bothering you... Never mind, I can go somewhere--"
"Fluttershy, it's alright. What is it?"
>She looks down and digs her hoof in the dirt nervously. "Well, uhm... the animals kind of... uh... got mad? I'm not good at stopping arguments... and they're all kind of not very nice right now..." She trails off.
"Do you want to stay here for a night?"
>"Oh, if it isn't too much trouble, I would love that."
>You invite Fluttershy inside and turn around to find her some blankets. "It's... It's really chilly in here..." Turning around, you see Whimsy close to her, admiring her mane.
>You motion for her to stop, but she doesn't notice.
"Stop that!"
>Fluttershy and Whimsy both back away and look at you.
>"Sorry..."
>"sorry..."
"It's fine. Lemme get a blanket."
>You go into your bedroom, snatch a somewhat thin blanket from the mattress, and walk back out.
"Here. You can use this. It's not the best, but it should work."
>"Thank you Anon." She gives you a reluctant smile. "Oh, where am I sleeping?"
"You can take the bed or the couch. Whichever."
>You knew what she was going to say.
>"I don't want to be a bother, I'll sleep on the couch."
"Alright. I'm going to bed. Help yourself to whatever food I have. Good night."
>"Thank you."
>Walking back to your room, you look toward Whimsy.
>"sorry for earlier."
"It's alright. You didn't do any harm."
>>25736442
>Still Cute
>Stretching, you jump out of bed and head toward the living room.
>CREEEEAAAAAK
>You forgot about the creaking floor. As you reach the living room, you see it's about 4 am.
"How did I wake up this early?"
>Mumbling aside, you see Fluttershy fast asleep on your couch, clutching the blanket. She looked so serene. A half-smile softly graced her face, and her ear twitches slightly as a knock is heard.
"What the..."
>You walk toward the door and open it slowly to a familiar face. Twilight begins talking normally.
>"Sorry to dist--"
>You shush her and crack your door open a little more to reveal a sleeping Fluttershy.
>"Oh, sorry. I think I might know a way to cast your spell. Celestia supplied me with some special potions to do spells such as these, as part of my studies on ancient arts. Not saying these spells are ancient, but..."
"That's great. So you can cast it?"
>"I have to cast it at a certain point during sunrise, which is why I woke you up early."
"Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"
>Twilight smiles sheepishly. "I actually got the potions yesterday after you left." She points to her saddlebags. "I was actually planning on keeping a few extra in case of emergencies, but I can use one for this. Speaking of... where's your ghost friend? Whimsy?"
>"sorry, you called?"
>Whimsy floats in from above. It was a little odd considering you didn't have an upstairs, only a downstairs.
>"Yes! Let's go!"
"But... what about Fluttershy?"
>"I'm sure she'll be fine. Just close your door. Let's go."
>You carefully close the door and follow Twilight to the outskirts of Ponyville. Eventually, you're out of the town altogether and you see a big hill in front of you.
>"Not much further."
>The three of you continue to walk until you make it up the hill.
>"Okay, we still have time. Are we all ready when the time comes? It should be shortly."
>"i'm nervous."
"So am I, actually. Will it hurt?"
>Twilight chuckles. "Theoretically, no."
I have changed my mind. My story has decided it's going to go where it feels like going and not where I planned it to go.There won't be alternate endings, because shit goes down.
>>25736945
>because shit goes down.
I'm not sure how I feel about this
>>25736945
>>25736945
cant wait for the dark
>tfw your next part is way over 2000 characters
give me a minute
>>25736731
"Theoretically?!"
>Twilight looks at you and tries to reassure you. "Don't worry, I've done extensive research. If all goes as planned, nothing bad should happen."
>You look toward the horizon and see the sun peeking over it. Celestia is working her magic. As it rises, Twilight gets out the potion and drinks it. Her horn begins to emit a faint glow.
>As the sun rises further, the sunlight seems to be drawn to her horn, making it brighter. The sun continues to rise, and with it, Twilight's horn grows brighter.
>As the last of the sun is over the horizon. Twilight's horn is almost blinding.
>"Whimsy, in front of me. Now." Twilight sounds extremely strained.
>Quickly as she can, Whimsy dashes in front of her. As she is in place, time seems to stand still. All was quiet. The only sound was the magic reverberations of Twilight's supercharged horn. The wind stopped blowing, the grass isn't rustling. There is an almost dead silence.
>Until suddenly, a bright beam of light shoots from the tip of her horn. It shoots directly into Whimsy. Her ghostly figure begins to grow brighter, and it begins to trace her body. Around the head, through her mane, outlining her facial features, and moving on to the body and front legs. With each second her figure is literally being drawn in front of you. As the outline shines, the inside shines brighter.
Suddenly, a blinding flash of light. You're thrown backwards, landing on your back. As the light dies down, you see Twilight collapsed on the ground. But most importantly...
>A pony with cream colored skin and extremely light cyan hair is in front of you, lying down. You run over and bend down.
"Wh-Whimsy?"
>The whole event feels surreal. As she opens her eyes, a wave of relief washes over you.
"Oh thank goodness."
>"wh-what happened?"
>Twilight speaks up from the ground. "I think it worked." As she gets up, she gives a huge smile.
"Whimsy, I'm so glad you're okay."
>You go to hug her, but she backs away.
>"Who's Whimsy?"
>>25737081
>"Who's Whimsy?"
>>25737148
don't worry, I can fix this
the problem I created
I think
>>25737081
>"Who's Whimsy?"
>>25737221
no dont
i like where it might go
>>25737221
Nope, it's too late.
You made your bed, now lie in it.
>>25737081
>Your spirits shatter.
"Y-You are... Don't you remember?"
>"I don't know you, I'm... I'm really sorry. should I?"
>You drop to your knees. You can feel tears screaming to flow out. But you refuse.
"T-Twilight?"
>Twilight stares at you with extreme sadness. "I'm... I'm sorry..."
>What do you call this feeling? Despair? Depression? Defeat?
>"I... I can't remember. I don't remember anything. why can't I remember? It's all blocked out!"
>The pony clutches her head.
>"Please, tell me who I am! I'm real, I know I am! I must have had a life, parents, memories, anything! I must be real! I must be!"
>Tears start to flow. From both of you.
"Twilight, there's... there's got to be something we could do. Anything!"
>You stare at the pony with sorrow.
>"Am I Whimsy? Why is nothing familiar? I have to belong somewhere! Who am I?!"
>Twilight gets up slowly. "Anon, I... I don't know what to do. I don't know."
>You look toward the pony. She's collapsed on the ground.
"TWILIGHT!"
>She looks at the pony and shakes her head. "I... I can barely stand Anon. I didn't know it would take that much power."
>"I need help... Please..."
"Don't worry, I will help you. Just please, help me help her first."
>She looks you in the eyes. You see a look of terror far beyond anything you've ever seen. She was almost quivering with fear.
>"I... I c-can try."
>>25737464
>You and the pony both manage to support Twilight and walk toward Ponyville. As you enter the town, ponies stare at you three. You continue walking.
>"I... I can't deal with this. I can't deal with people staring."
"Come on. We can do this."
>You both manage to push forward. Twilight's tree library peeks over the houses.
>As you walk back, you see Applejack run up to you. "Is everything alright?"
"No. But I've got it. Please, try to distract ponies."
>"Don't worry, Ah've got you."
>You're nearly to the library. As you open the door, it creaks loudly.
>You both manage to lay Twilight down on the ground. She's passed out by this point due to exhaustion.
>Sitting down next to Twilight, you stare at her, hoping she'll be alright.
>"Wh-What's your name?"
>You jump at the sudden question and look toward her.
"It's Anon."
>>25737596
Page 10 feely bump
Boopers.
>>25740702
WHOA CALM DOWN
ghostly bump
>>25734495
We need yah man. We need yah to draw ghost pone. In exchange I'll write anything you want.
>>25727271
Also loving the story so far Blitz. I'm reading a little at a time right now, but hella cute.
>>25739763
God that's so fucking cute.
