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>What is this thread about?
Pretty much this thread is about anon owning a pony as a slave. He can do whatever he wishes, be it white-knight or an abusing master.
If you're going to be writing some green, please tripfag yourself. It will be easier to keep track of your story.
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Check out: http://4changboard.wikia.com/wiki/Tripfags
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Check out these guides:
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oblitory FIREKING WHEN
Okay new thread bump ;)
>>26787073
Tomorrow because I'm a lazy bastard
>>26786800
>answers to the moondancer/anon thing were somewhat surprising, but I think it'll all work out well
make... make them cuddle...
>>26787049
This
>>26787080
No real point in doing that.
>>26787049
I guess I can indulge my bad ending urge a little more often.Might keep the ponies in my main story safe.Might not.
>>26787092I'm assuming Moondancer took her friendship lessons from Twilight to heart, so that might happen. What's a movie Moondancer would enjoy?
>No.26787078
>>26786796 (You)
to some adults maybe. but there's still plenty that can't stand others just based on how they look. imagine how many more would hate the idea of different species... intermingling.
all the smirking as the see you walk by all the joking and don't even get me started on the poor things school life.
Well... for that is the magic of the friendship!
>>26787088
>posting this nasty niggers oc
shame on you
>>26787025
IS skittles, Blind anon, and Jinx deaderino?
This board use to be so good.
Life is better @ the chan
>>26787135
I love his non-castration works
>>26787168Is it wrong that it bothers me there's so little female castration pics.
>>26787140
>skittles
He officially confirmed it himself last thread.
>Jessi Jinx
He is extremely dead since november. If I remember correctly, he left because the thread was really "toxic".
>JohnColt
I actually have no idea what happened to him since he slipped off the radar.
In short, yes. All dead.
>>>26787092It is not The Last Unicorn... It is not The Last Unicorn...
>>26787078It might go that way, it might not. Anon shouldn't really hook up with anyone, least of all Apple Bloom, but those things have a way of happening.At the very least, he's going to be reminded why he started spending so much time with her and how she made life on the farm bearable.
>>26787099
>cuz ynot.
-----------------------Musta make sum Speetfier? Or make anew shortstory? Not gonna tell what it is gonna be cuz it will end like HunterAnon's new project.Yeah Octavia with rich and cocky Anon came to my head then hitlerfags wanted to relate it to the french resistance, i couldnt do it cuz i nearly failed at wwii exam and hunteranon begun. It cringes me to this day.
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>>26787212
JohnColt is alive but limited to lurk. Some days ago I saw him on the IRC chat.
Incoming mondo dump. Continuing from http://pastebin.com/Fzp7TpndThere is a crossover with another story incomingFireking's, and this contains stuff that happens further in the future from where he is currently writing and posting.
>Digging through your food supplies, you decide tonight is gonna be vegetarian gumbo night.
>You made sure to bring some fresh okra to ensure proper thickening of the dish.
>Hopefully everyone can handle a little bit of spice too...
>Surely, they can.
>You've also gotten some good sausage for yourself and Incog to mix in with your gumbo, for that extra flavor and protein.
>Rainbow Dash has gone off, flying about the relatively flat area that lies below the tall peaks, and to the west of Geyser Pass.
>Incog has started his evening nursing a bottle of powerade and a handfull of asprin.
>Maud has already started up her beer drinking for the night, having a nice glass of something from one of the growlers.
>You've cracked open one of the bottled beers while you stand, prepping dinner.
>Off in the distance, to the south side of Haystack Mountain, you see a large flash of green and pink, and a little bit of smoke rising from the forest in the golden sunset of the day.
Fuckin' kids and their damn fireworks...
>You continue chopping vegtables for the stew, tossing them into the large waiting pot.
>"That was an odd flash. Almost looked like... No, couldn't be."
>You look to Maud while you are working through the dinner preparations.
What was that Maud?
>"That flash... It looked kinda like some kinda large magic spell or something."
Odd... Not many unicorns around without something supressing their magic. But, here in the middle of nowhere, would be where people mess around with that kinda stuff.
>>26787365
>About 15 minutes after the flash, all the chopping of veggies was complete, and you were working on cooking them down a little bit in the pot.
>Rainbow Dash decided to return, with quite a bit of speed, looking quite excited.
>"Hey you guys! I found somepony I knew camping further up the mountain! Can they come hang out with us tonight?"
>You look to Incog, and he shrugs, and you return it.
>Maud raises her eyebrow.
I don't see why we couldn't have some more folks come by tonight... I'll cook some beans and make more rice. How many should we expect?
>"One pony, one human, and one... changeling."
>Do what now?
>Maud switches which of her eyebrows is raised.
>"A changeling? Really? Is the pony anybody I would know?"
>Rainbow Dash ceases floating excitedly above the campfire, and moves to whisper in Maud's ear.
>"Oh. So nopony I knew personally."
>"So, it's totally OK if I invite them down to hang with us then?"
Go for it. Always good to have more company around a nice warm campfire.
>"Yessss!"
>Rainbow Dash quickly leaps to the air, almost leaving a trail of rainbow in her wake, as she flies up towards Geyser Pass.
>Incog gets a surprised look on his face.
>"Wow... she must be really excited."
So, what's a changeling?
>Both Maud and Incog turn to you.
>"They are beings from Equestria that have the ability to shapeshift into ponies. They feed off of love. In their basic form, they appear as bug-like ponies."
>"Uhhh... What she said."
>>26787383
Interesting... I thought I saw stuff about bug ponies when I was... perusing the online marketplaces and guides.
>You take a deep swig of your beer, and you start getting the rice pot ready to go.
>A few more mouths to feed, and a big pile of rice will take a little longer to cook.
>And you'll need that second burther to heat up beans and sausage while the rice cools too.
>Fuckin multipot cooking...
>Why do you do this to yourself while camping.
>Roughly 15 minutes later, you see a large, old, beat ass army truck coming down the dirt road to your camp site.
>Must be Rainbow's friends.
>They pull up, and out pop's Rainbow, a strangely large pink unicorn, a fairly small... bug pony?
>And lastly, some oddly nondescript dude.
>You take a break from stirring and go up to greet your guests, starting with your fellow man.
Hey, nice to meet you! Welcome to our little camp here. I'm told Rainbow Dash is buddies with your unicorn there. Name's Anon.
>You reach your hand out to give a good shanke.
>The other human gives you an odd look, but returns with a nice firm hand shake.
>"I too, am Anon. This here is Sea Breeze and Ling."
I take it you already know Rainbow Dash... This is Incog, and Maud. We're just up here, enjoying the nice weather, and good company, while we still can.
We got some vegetarian gumbo on the stove, gonna have some rice, beans, and sausage for those who want it. Also got plenty of beer in the growlers too.
>The changeling perks up noticeably at the mention of sausage and beer.
>>26787393
>Fuck.
>That's gonna be one more eating sausage.
>And you were gonna save some for dinner tomorrow.
>Guess tomorrow might be a day to head back to town for additional provisions.
>Perhaps we could all go white water rafting or rent a jeep for rock crawling.
>You'll have to talk to the others later for those ideas.
>Your guests move over to the beer supply, and all grab themselves a drink.
>More beer will also probably be in order with three more mouths drinking.
>Though, more people who shoot the shit with is always worth draining the food and drink supplies.
>Incog looks to the pink unicorn with dark blue mane, cocks his head, then a look of immense surprise hits his face.
>You take a closer look to her.
>She is quite large for a pony... A little on the chunky side too.
>You also look closer at the little bug pony.
>Large eyes, solid blue.
>Clear, almost wasp like wings.
>A small horn, like a unicorn.
>Holes in it's legs.
>... blunted fangs?
>Kind of a bizzare little creature.
>>26787406
>"So, this is Ling."
>Other Anon points to the changeling.
>"And this is Sea Breeze."
>He points to the large pink unicorn
>Incog raises his eyebrow.
Nice to meet the both of you.
>The unicorn speaks to Maud.
>"So, you are one of the Pinkie Pie's sisters, hmm?"
>"Yes. Maud Pie. Good to meet you... Sea Breeze."
>"Yes... Sea Breeze."
>The unicorn's eyes dart about slightly as she takes a sip from her glass of beer.
>That she is levitating with her... magic, you assume.
>A pink glow on her horn matches the glow about her glass, atleast.
>Interesting.
>Someone else who is very leinient to their ponies.
So, ya'll enjoying the nice late summer weather up here in the La Sals?
>"Yes, quite. It's also good to see another pony I know, and a sister of a pony I know."
>Sea Breeze...
>Something in her voice gives you quite a... pleasant feeling.
>You don't quite know how to explain it.
>>26787406
>dat image>ling has anon be a wedding crasher so she can eat
>>26787412
>"So, this is Ling."
>Other Anon points to the changeling.
>"And this is Sea Breeze."
>He points to the large pink unicorn
>Incog raises his eyebrow.
Nice to meet the both of you.
>The unicorn speaks to Maud.
>"So, you are one of the Pinkie Pie's sisters, hmm?"
>"Yes. Maud Pie. Good to meet you... Sea Breeze."
>"Yes... Sea Breeze."
>The unicorn's eyes dart about slightly as she takes a sip from her glass of beer.
>That she is levitating with her... magic, you assume.
>A pink glow on her horn matches the glow about her glass, atleast.
>Interesting.
>Someone else who is very leinient to their ponies.
So, ya'll enjoying the nice late summer weather up here in the La Sals?
>"Yes, quite. It's also good to see another pony I know, and a sister of a pony I know."
>Sea Breeze...
>Something in her voice gives you quite a... pleasant feeling.
>You don't quite know how to explain it.
>>26787424
>Suddenly, everyone in the camp looks significantly more relieved.
>But you... You are just kinda confused.
I... Feel like I am missing something here. Like everyone else knows some shit I don't.
>Maud speaks up.
>"I suppose someone should tell him. I think he's trustworthy to know something like this"
>"I guess... It'll let me be more comfortable of I don't have to wear this..."
>The pink unicorn takes off a large pink piece of fuzzy cloth that was covering her midriff.
>And beneath it shows a pair of large pegasus wings.
>wut?
>Incog speaks.
>"Thats Princess Cadence, soverign of the Crystal Empire. One of the Alicorn Princesses of Equestria."
>Incog bows
>"It is a pleasure to meet you."
>Fuckin Incog and his oddly broad knowledge of ponies and their world...
Huh... I guess that explains the unicorn and pegasus thing going on at the same time. Well, nice to meet you then, Cadence.
>Other Anon speaks up.
>"So, thats it?"
What? I figure you were being secretive not wanting to bring attention to such a... unique pony while you are on vacation or something.
>"Yeah. Sure, that works."
>Maud then questions Cadence.
>"So, that big flash earlier, was that something you did?"
>"Yes... I was practicing a spell."
Musta been a hell of a spell to make such a big flash that was visible from down here while the sun was still sorta up.
>You take a deep swig of your beer.
>>26787210
how would that even work
>>26787433
>"I suppose you could say that."
>They seem... evasive about the topic.
>Perhaps its best to point the conversation elsewhere.
So, ya'll paid a visit to any of the big parks down below here near town?
>Ling speaks up.
>"We stopped a little bit along the roads coming here to look at some of the sights!"
>She pauses for a moment.
>"But, we couldn't get out and look too much. We needed to find a place to camp."
You seem awfully excited, Ling.
>"The canyons and stuff around here kinda remind me of... home."
>Shit.
>Bringing up uncomfortable topics with ponies again.
>Cadence speaks.
>"Yeah, there is quite a bit of similarity between the Equestrian Badlands and some of the stuff we drove through today... It does have a beauty all it's own."
>"I quite like it. Make's it easier to look at the rocks."
I agree, Maud... Sure as hell beats trying to figure out the geology on the east coast... Too many god damn plants and too much fuckin' soil.
>Other Anon speaks.
>"I do think we all want to go pay a visit to atleast a few of the parks near here, though."
Yeah, they are good parks. Lots of places to go offroading 'round here as well. Though I'd be careful with your vehicle on some of the more intense shit.
Ya kinda need a well equipped jeep for the best stuff... Can't have too long of a wheel base. Or too heavy a chasis.
>>26787445
>"My truck can handle itself pretty well, man."
Whatever. Just don't get stuck if you do go off into the desert. Think of it as a fair warning that some of the shit out here is crazy for offroading.
>While waiting for dinner to finish, you sit back and let everyone else talk, while you listen in a little bit.
>Maud waxes lyrical about the San Rafael project, and her own smaller projects at home.
>Rainbow Dash talks about her retail work experiences.
>Ling and Cadence talk about traveling across the US, visiting all kinds of interesting places, though they seem a little dodgy over why they are out on such a long trip.
>Ling also gives commentary on being a changeling...
>Something about a hive mind
>After a while, you stand up, and take a look at the stove.
>The gubmo is looking good, the rice is done, and all you need to do is warm up the sausage.
>You take the big pile of sausage you cut up earlier, and toss it onto the waiting frying pan.
Alright folks, dinner is almost ready. If'n ya don't want the sausage, you can get your rice and gubmo now.
>Maud, Rainbow Dash, and Cadence all get up, and serve themselves rice and gumbo.
It'll only take a few minutes for the sausage to be ready, then the rest of us can eat.
>You turn to Incog.
What would you think about going rafting tomorrow? I'm a certified guide, so all we'd need to do is rent equipment and maybe a van to drop us off up stream.
>"I dunno, I've never gone rafting before."
Eh, the stretch of the Colorado above Moab is pretty easy going. I could run a 6 person raft solo if I had to. You'd most be along for the ride.
>"How much would it cost?"
>You think for a moment.
>You could easily cover the raft and equipment for yourself and Maud.
>Especially because you know a guy who rents them, and he'll cut you a deal.
>>26787434
Either water it down to female circumcision or cut out her ovaries.
>>26787451
Probably $20 for you to rent a life vest and helmet for the day... Not entirely sure how much pony fitted rafting equipment runs to rent, however.
>You pause for a moment before adding.
Not sure if you'd need something special for Rainbow, considering she is a pegasus. Spaces for wings, n'at.
>Incog nods and thinks for a moment.
>"I've never been... Sounds like it could be fun."
Shit man... You live next to a pretty popular place to go rafting.
Put in up in Dotsero, and ride through Gleenwood Canyon, and end up right in downtown Gleenwood Springs.
Maybe go a little further if you are more adventurous.
>"Aww man, that sounds awesome! I've seen the rafts and littler boats go down the river behind the Kum & Go. I've always wanted to try!"
Heh... If you enjoyed the rafting enough, Rainbow, You could go all the way from right behind where you work, to Moab by raft.
Probably take a few days, but would probably be pretty easy going, and fun.
>The other anon breaks in.
>"Rafting, you say? Might we be able to come along?"
>You think.
>Getting an 8 person raft wouldn't be too much work, and you could still handle it putting in upstream from Moab and heading back to town.
Yeah, if ya'll want. I could get an 8 person raft. Could take my truck up to Dewey Bridge, and put in there.
Leave your truck down in Moab by the river and when we are done, you could drive us back to my truck while everyone else putzes around by the river.
>"Yeah, that could work."
>"Maybe I could go fishing while we wait. Would be fun!"
>You chuckle at Incog's suggestion.
You could try, but you ain't gonna catch anything in the Colorado near Moab. Too much uranium.
>Incog gulps.
>Maud interjects.
>"Is it from all the mining in the area?"
Somewhat. A lot of it is from the river cutting through the uranium bearing rocks. The rest is atributed to the old uranium mine near the river there.
>>26787393
>>26787406
Two of my favorites histories in the first crossover of this topic, the best form for begin this new thead
>>26787460
Probably $20 for you to rent a life vest and helmet for the day... Not entirely sure how much pony fitted rafting equipment runs to rent, however.
>You pause for a moment before adding.
Not sure if you'd need something special for Rainbow, considering she is a pegasus. Spaces for wings, n'at.
>Incog nods and thinks for a moment.
>"I've never been... Sounds like it could be fun."
Shit man... You live next to a pretty popular place to go rafting.
Put in up in Dotsero, and ride through Gleenwood Canyon, and end up right in downtown Gleenwood Springs.
Maybe go a little further if you are more adventurous.
>"Aww man, that sounds awesome! I've seen the rafts and littler boats go down the river behind the Kum & Go. I've always wanted to try!"
Heh... If you enjoyed the rafting enough, Rainbow, You could go all the way from right behind where you work, to Moab by raft.
Probably take a few days, but would probably be pretty easy going, and fun.
>The other anon breaks in.
>"Rafting, you say? Might we be able to come along?"
>You think.
>Getting an 8 person raft wouldn't be too much work, and you could still handle it putting in upstream from Moab and heading back to town.
Yeah, if ya'll want. I could get an 8 person raft. Could take my truck up to Dewey Bridge, and put in there.
Leave your truck down in Moab by the river and when we are done, you could drive us back to my truck while everyone else putzes around by the river.
>"Yeah, that could work."
>"Maybe I could go fishing while we wait. Would be fun!"
>You chuckle at Incog's suggestion.
You could try, but you ain't gonna catch anything in the Colorado near Moab. Too much uranium.
>Incog gulps.
>Maud interjects.
>"Is it from all the mining in the area?"
Somewhat. A lot of it is from the river cutting through the uranium bearing rocks. The rest is atributed to the old uranium mine near the river there.
>>26787468
>After everyone eats, and the dishes get done, everyone settles around the campfire, and a glorious evening of hanging out occurs.
>Stories of things seen, places traveled, stupid and/or entertaining shit done...
>Eventually, once your guests are more comfortable, the topic moves towards things that were uncomfortably skipped over earlier.
>The other anon gives you details about what they are up to, after Ling went and whispered some things in his ear.
>"We are working, to try to take abused ponies away from their situations..."
>"Also, looking into research on humans trying to figure out magic with unicorn horns."
>You pause to think about any odd research you've heard from some of your colleagues.
>Actually, a friend of yours DID mention something that might be related to that.
I have a buddy who was hired out at some secret lab. Couldn't tell me where it was.
Said he was doing work with X-ray Diffraction and Scanning Electron Microscopes looking at some pony related materials, he said.
>"... Hear anything else?"
Can't say that I have. I do think he had a flight out to Las Vegas to get picked up for the job, though.
>Other anon nods at this new piece of information.
Sorry I can't help you more.
I am at least pushing on getting ponies more recognized in academia and research circles.
Maud here is the first pony, far as I can tell, to have their name published in a scientific journal.
>You wave your hand across, as though you are presenting Maud.
She helped with a big project of mine, and I was able to talk my boss into having her name published.
"A 1;12000 Scale Map of the San Rafael Swell. A. Ymous and M. Pie".
>You further wave your hands about to show some kind of excitement over the fairly plain title of your published work.
>>26787475
>"I still don't know if I quite get the big deal over the name on the paper."
I'm telling you, Maud. It's a big deal. It means that you are recognized as a legitimate scientist having your name on a paper.
And you more than deserve it, with all the help you gave me on that project. And your name will be on my next project too.
>You aren't quite going as extreme as the other Anon, but damn it, you are working to make things better for the ponies in your own way.
~~~~
>The night continues.
>Discussion, drinking, and snacking fills the night.
>Eventually, your guests decide to call their night.
>"Yeah, I think it's time to head back to our camp. I'll call your tomorrow, and coordinate for that nice rafting trip."
>Other Anon sighs.
>"Lord knows we could use a nice distraction like that."
>Everyone gives their goodbyes as the changeling, the alicorn, and the other anon pile into their vehicle, and begin their intoxicated trip back to their own camp site.
>Don't matter up here...
>No police in the wilderness, and at this hour, the forest rangers ain't out and about harassing people.
Alright, the rest of ya'll ready to hit the sack?
>A small choir of voices nod to the affirmative.
>Grabbing a water jug, you pour some water into the camp fire, killing it for the night, before you join everyone else filing into the pop up camper, preparing for sleep.
>Just as the previous night, everyone climbed into their spot, and soon enough the trailer, with windows open, was filled with the sound of happily sleeping ponies and people.
And that, my friends, is a mondo dump.
1% FIREKING WHEN
4% Rest of the thread
95% RM-Writing's Mondo Dump
>>26787487
thanks mate, goodnigth
>>26787120
wal-e
young Frankenstein
dark city
war of the worlds (any but that tom cruse shit)
tremors
Vlotr
>>26786652
time to make a nazi intervention!
>you suddently hear the firing of guns
>the police in your door is being fired on
>you hear german shouts
>suddently the firing stop
>you hear a nazi-type guy coming to you
>he whisper to your ear
>"you're a faggot and a jude"
"W-What?"
>he points his luger at you
>you hear your pone slave screaming at him
>you hear the firing of his gun
>you hear the bullet passing through you skin, skull and brain.
>ded
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idoYCVLh2qI
>>26787487
that was an interesting tern of events. Hopefully maybe rock pony and blue pony will someday get to go home.
twill be a sad but happy day.
woooooooooooohooooooooooo new thread + weekend
>>26787049
some called me, again
I want to ride the slave pony.
>>26787168
So you love 0.1% of his work.
>page 9
blindanon is dead?
im reading this thread only for this story
pls
Continuing writing skittlescake.Oi hope there are no conversation topics nor updates that doesn't let me update it. It's the third time already.
>That chain reaction ends in a Neonazi mercenary.
>But that's some shit you can't handle.
>And you don't have his phone.
>But a guard and Carlos is enough.
>You begin to walk down home with Skittles by your side.
>And in home you find...
>Not Garrett.
>Another pone.
>Lavender. Had both wings and horn.
>Laying there, on your doormat.
>Instead of being stitched, she was filled with red marker drawings.
>You tap her neck with two fingers...
>She's alive.
>Finally some mercy.
>Skittles was crying from the situation.
"There, there. She's alive. Don't worry."
>Sighs of relief suddenly escape her mouth.
>She seems unused.
>No whipmarks. No bruises.
>Nothing.
>Compared to the last two, she got a high dose of mercy.
>In the end, there are a lot of things written on this lavender pone.
>A phone number, some stupid drawings, and a lot of arrows pointing at her slit.
>That's not suprising, though.
>You hear a deep breath, and not from Skittles.
>From her.
>Ha, your biggest clue about this society's parade is more than fine and dandy!
>You grab your phone and call Carlos.
>*Another interview with Garrett?*
"No. I need you, At my house"
>*Well, ahora what is it?*
"The society. Another pone."
>*I'm not in the mood for more corpses.*
"This one... is alive."
>*...*
"..."
>*...Coming.*
>And he hangs.
>The lavender winged unicorn is still recovering, yet to react.
>And Carlos has a somewhat shitty car so it will take a whi-
>She mutters out her first words, her eyes barely open
>"M-Master? Master? Are you there? Please, I want to go home. you promised. Why do you have to be so cruel?"
>She suddenly holds her horn with her both hooves, still laying there.
>"NO PLEASE, NOT MY HORN, I WILL BE A GOOD GIRL, I SWEAR, IT'S EVERYTHING I HAVE. PLEEEEASE."
>She leaves her horn and finally opens her eyes to see you and Skittles.
>She looks at you.
>Then to Skittles.
>Then the door.
>And the sky.
>And looks back to Skittles, and that made her react.
>"Twilight?"
>"Rainbow Dash?"
>>26790260
who the fuck is Lavender?
>>26790327
Forgot to add pic related...sri :P
>>26790382
pic related
>>26790591
>4x4 trasparent pixels
>>26790591
>>26790260
>"it's been so long..."
>And both make a river of tears down their cheeks while they run to themselves and hug.
>Well, you might need answers for this.
"Ehm, Skittles... Do you know her?"
>"Yes, Mas-ehrm-John... She was a really close friend. Can you be her new Master? Pleeeeeeease?"
>That suddenly?
>Hell no.
>But you don't want to upset her.
"We'll need to see if Garrett knows something. If we don't have luck, then it's ours. But if he knows something, then it's property of the police. She might end up as evidence."
>"You promise that?"
>You're not sure about this.
"Yeah... I promise."
>You grab your phone and take a photo of this 'really close friend'.
>Garrett has to know something.
>Carlos finally came.
>His car is worse than what you thought.
>"Okay, what is it that we have here?
"Something I might need to ask to Garrett."
>"Ah otra vez no..."
>You couldn't understand what he said, but the looks on his face pretty much translates it for you.
"He's the only one who might know and won't kill me when he sees me."
>"You can ask him tonight, you know."
"Oh, right... heh..."
>"Okay so that's it?"
"Yeah, i think."
>"Okey, Adiós."
"Seeya."
>It's sunset already.
>You have to be in the department. Now.
"Okay Skittles, can you take care of... What was her name?"
>"Twilight Sparkle."
"...Twilight, yeah, her. Can you?"
>"Yes, Mas... John."
"Get inside, I'll lock everything I can actually lock."
>You don't have a choice now.
>You take Twilight to the department, and you're fucked up with Skittles.
>Carlos is known to this creepy society.
>The guards will take her as evidence, out of your reach.
>They will stay home.
>As safe as possible.
>Now to the department.
>The guard was already there...
>With Garrett.
>But where's Carlos?
"Okay, let's get to the point."
>And you got inside an interrogation room.
>You two sit on the table, facing each other.
>Even if it's his doom, he still smiles like a psycho.
>Because he IS a psycho.
>>26790698
"Okay, G. Before beginning I want to ask you something."
>You get your phone and find that photo of Twilight.
>"Ha! Nice one, Jack."
"Wait what?"
>"She's one of my employees' playthings."
"She was."
>"Hey there, he never gives away his playthings."
"I think he made an exception."
>"He has some rare drawings on her whole body. I know them all."
>He darts through all the red marker and zooms the picture to an impossible math equation.
"G?"
>"No, it cannot be."
"What is it?"
>"He exposed the whole society."
"What?"
>He begins to move through the picture.>You get your phone and find that photo of Twilight.
>"Ha! Nice one, Jack."
"Wait what?"
>"She's one of my employees' playthings."
"She was."
>"Hey there, he never gives away his playthings."
"I think he made an exception."
>"He has some rare drawings on her whole body. I know them all."
>He darts through all the red marker and zooms the picture to an impossible math equation.
"G?"
>"No, it cannot be."
"What is it?"
>"He exposed the whole society."
"What?"
>He begins to move through the picture.
>"Azure's logic... The society's logo... Our number... Everything, mate."
"And why would someone like hi, do this?"
>"He was forced into the society, and hated us since then. I always stopped him from fucking the society, and that's why they want me free. Now shit, you made it. You fucking got every detail. And yes, he's a real cunt."
"Well, if you explain me everything here, then we can put a limit to your condemn."
>"Like it's gonna happen."
"When you come out, you can create a new society. A new world of sick dominators."
>"I'll be dead by then."
"As short as possible. Deal?"
>"If I refuse, you will arrest everyone, and put them on my prison and I will create the society there."
"They will be each in a different prison."
>"Nice move, mate."
"Your turn. G."
>"Deal."
>You reach the guard who was sitting idle and silent for the whole talk.
"That's it, mate."
>He nods and grabs Garrett.
>>26791008Thats it 4 2d8 m80s
>>26791008
WHY THE FUCK DO YOU REPEAT!?!?!
>>26789369
Well, that's what ponies is for, after all.
>>26791052
That was what I was afraid of everytime I update skittlescake.Of screwing it up.
writefag plz gib some green
plz im suffering
>>26792127
why dont you join the write-club?
daily FIREKING WHEN
>>26787025
Continuing from pastebin again!
> He's serious.
> Unfortunately for you.
> Raising a hind leg to scratch at the itchy cotton uniform he's slipped you into, you reflect that for the first time in a long time you're wishing he didn't trust you so much.
> It's not even a real uniform, as far as you could tell.
> Just something he had cobbled together over the course of a day - a shirt purchased from a store for those who liked to dress their ponies, a few iron-on patches to give it a vaguely-military feel.
> Certainly it's nothing like the uniform you wore back home, and you have a sneaking suspicion that any human officer would have a conniption if he caught sight of it.
"This is humiliating. I look like some kind of poster-more trying to pretend she's an officer."
> "This is adorable. You look fine."
"They're not mutually exclusive."
> Anonymous reaches out to smooth down the shirt again, shaking his head with a grin.
> "I'm serious. You look great, Spitfire."
> Seeing an argument is going to go nowhere good, you settle for scowling darkly at Anonymous.
> For any other human than him...
> Laughing softly at your expression, he grabs a comb and runs it through your mane for what seems like the hundreth time.
> Even that seemed out of place - your mane grown out far longer than you'd ever willingly kept it.
> "Really, Spits. I know it isn't accurate or anything, but they wouldn't know a real uniform if you smacked them in the face with one."
"...it's not about being accurate or looking good."
> You sigh as the scowling mask falls away, looking down at your hooves.
"It's just - I don't like being a 'thing', some kind of prettied-up toy to be shown off. It makes me feel I'm being forced to be somepony other than myself."
> Turning to take a seat beside you, Anonymous rests his elbows on his knees.
> "Yeah, I get that. You're the kind of person - pony, sorry - who wants to be judged on what you actually are."
>>26794275
"Mmm-hmm. This is just another reminder of how I'm not me, I'm-"
> The words stick in your throat, but you spit them out.
"-I'm a slave."
> "Trust me, if we didn't have to deal with these nutjobs I'd be all the more happier too."
"But you do it anyway."
> "Pride's a painful thing to give up, but sometimes the first thing you have to let go of."
"At least you get the choice."
> He doesn't have a response to that, staying silent.
> Going on, you tap the collar on your throat with one hoof.
"This thing has gotten so familiar I can sometimes forget about it means, but being prettied up like this? Forget it."
> Sighing, Anonymous reaches over to pat your withers and stand.
> "You going to be able to do it anyhow?"
> Your grimace comes back in full form.
"Yeah. I can put on a nice face for them. Doesn't mean I'm going to like it."
> "Just keep it up for a couple days, and if the tips are good I'll see about a reward for the both of us. I've a feeling we're going to need it, and they say Vegas is the city you can find anything you wish for."
"How about a trip back to Equestria. Can you find that wish here?"
> Despite your tone there's a smirk on your lips, and Anonymous gives a small laugh before heading back up to the cockpit.]
> "Only if you can find me a winning lottery ticket!"
> Following slowly after him, you pause to do a mental run-down of the checklist Anonymous had been preparing for you.
> Several rows of seats had, as once before, been bolted into place to carry a number of passengers.
> This time they seemed rather more luxurious than what the researchers had rode in on, though that didn't seem surprising considering what he was here for.
> Rechecking each to ensure that the belts were still ready and arms between the seat firmly locked in place serves to pass the time, and keep your mind from wandering.
> At least until you hear the rising chatter from outside.
> "Hey, Spitfire-"
"I hear 'em. I'll be outside in a second."
>>26794275
aw yeah a uniform
>>26794285
> Squeezing your eyes shut, you force out other thoughts and recite a little mantra beneath your breath.
"Easy, Spitfire. You can do this. Just keep yourself focused and put it all away until they leave..."
> Leaping from the plane, you flutter to the ground and spot the group of approaching tourists.
> Instantly your stomach sinks as an exicted, squeaky cry goes up.
> "Pow-nee!"
> Oh, sweet Celestia.
> Children.
> Foals were bad enough, but-
> That line of thought is interrupted as the half-size human plows into you, wrapping his little arms around your barrel and squeezing.
> Wings flare out in surprise almost knocking him over, but you manage to keep him upright.
> "Pow-nee!"
> Wide, delighted blue eyes peer up at you filled with unmitigated joy.
"Well - um -"
> "Bird-pow-nee!"
> His eyes have now locked onto the very relevant part of your anatomy; you take a cautious step back in response.
"Y-Yes, hello. Um, why don't you go inside and-"
> "Gimme! Gimme, bird pow-nee!"
> Aaaand he's going for your wings.
> Nope.
> You scramble backwards; normally you'd just hold him back, but without Anonymous making a point of how these people being your 'guests'...
> "Oh, no - don't."
> A sigh of relief escapes you as the rest of the group catches up, another two children teetering along with them.
> One - presumably the child's mother - smiles to you:
> "It'll be fine if he touches your wings, don't worry. Ethan's really quite gentle."
> Your hopes fall faster than a pegasus with clipped wings in a thunderstorm.
> Of course she wouldn't be looking out for you; why would she?
> In the meantime 'Ethan' has buried his face in your wings and is now furiously rubbing his face in them, leaving you furiously attempting to restrain yourself from bursting them open and knocking him back.
> Or blushing at the unintended sensations he is sending down them.
>>26794294
> Gathering yourself, you take a deep breath and slap on the widest, warmest, and probably fakest smile you've ever worn.
"Well, ah, hello then and welcome aboard! I'm Spitfire; I'll be helping you get aboard and to your seats today. Please watch your step as you come aboard, especially in the hatches between cabins."
> "Your master in there, pony?"
> Curses flying in your head, you respond to the grunted question with a nod.
"Yes, sir. Anonymous is waiting aboard for you; he will be helping you to your seats."
> "Hmm."
> Looking away from him before the need to snark becomes an overwhelming one, you get to work 'helping' the others up the stairs and through the hatch onto the airplane.
> At least that gives you a reason to be airborne, hovering just off the side of the stairway, and fully out of reach of the drooler who'd tried to damn near molest you.
> Maybe that's being a bit hard on him, but still...
> Slipping your hoof through the arm of one particularly overweight passenger, you help her up the unsteady metal steps and through the hatch.
> She practically has to crawl through on her hands and knees to fit through the hatch, and you don't pity Anonymous for trying to find that one a seat.
> At least she turns to smile to you after you get her through.
> "Oh, thank you, dear."
"You're quite welco-"
> Cut off as her hand grabs you cheek and squeezes hard, you're suddenly caught with a large, wet, sticky kiss being planted on your cheek.
> "Such a sweet, helpful little thing!"
> ...maybe you'd have been better off if they didn't 'thank' you.
> With the last passengers aboard you signal the ground staff waiting nearby to haul back the stairway before boosting aboard yourself.
> The hatch slides shut and locking lever is slid into place.
> Now you're working on practiced, familiar territory - a script you'd run through with Anonymous half a dozen times before the guests arrived.
>>26794300
> A freshly-faked smile plastered on your muzzle, you take a deep breath and nod.
"Okay! If you didn't hear it before, my name is Spitfire and I'll be assisting you today. I'll be going throughFirst, let me check your seatbelts are properly closed and tightened..."
> Working from seat to seat, you're forced to push your muzzle in close to ensure the latch has properly closed.
> At least you can do so from a hovering position above the seats, rather than having to clamber across laps.
> This goes perfectly fine right up until the third or so row.
> Something abruptly grabs hold of your collar, violently jerking you so hard the collar almost chokes you.
> Wings fluttering wildly, you're barely able to get upright again before you find yourself facing a woman with nostrils flared and cheeks the color of overripe tomatoes.
> "Get your face out of my chest, you stupid pony."
> Breath barely caught, you swallow and try to keep a polite, happy tone in your voice.
"I"m sorry, Ma'am, but I have to check the belts for to make sure they're properly tightened."
> "My belt is fine."
"I understand, but I still have to check-"
> "Hey!"
> Again you find yourself being violently shaken by the collar.
> If this uniform was real, you might be inclined to slap her with the hard edge of your hoof just for what she is doing to it.
> Nevermind the whole 'being throttled with a symbol of your imprisonment and unwilling servitude' bit.
> "Are you listening to me, pony? It's fine. Do you want me to go get your master? Because I'm pretty sure he wouldn't be happy if he heard you were shoving your face in my chest!"
"Ma'am, Anonymous was the one who told me to do this."
> Her face goes through several interesting contortions as this information works its way into her mind.
> Finally she settles for glaring at you through narrowed eyes and a certain suspicion in her voice.
> "I don't think your master-"
> The emphasis is obvious; she doesn't like you using his name.
>>26794312
> "-would like it if he heard you were lying either."
> You know what?
> Forget this.
> As far as you can tell this woman's belt is fine, and if she falls out of her seat and splits her face open it'll be her own damn fault.
> Even the other passengers are giving her sideways looks.
"...yes, Ma'am. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. If you'll let me go, I'll move along and help the other passengers."
> The words leave a foul taste in your mouth, and breaking her gaze to look down takes physical effort.
> But at last your collar is released - finally, to be able to breath freely again!
> "And I'd better not catch you trying to touch me again, pony!"
> As if you'll even come near her again.
> At least there's no way the next passenger could be anywhere as bad as-
> "Pow-nee!"
> Fuck.
>>26794319
aw is that it for now?
>>26794471
For now, yeah. Sorry!
obligitory FIREKING WHEN
bump: FIREKING WHEN EDITION
>>26794319
Anon needs to inadvertently show that bitch up with his trust and respect for his copilot.
>>26794319
I have a bad feeling about this
>>26794319
>something not getting checked
Wait, isn't this how Eddie died?
This could be fun.
>>26787025
>Patreon
no thanks
>>26794319
I'd highly recommend she tell Anon
>>26795696
well that would be the responsible thing to do. so probably not.
>>26795647
ohshit.jpegcaptcha: RV's. FIREKING WHEN
>>26795647
She needs to just fucking tell anon before things get out of hand.
>>26795672
What are you talking about? There's no mention of patreon anywhere.
>>26795840
It's right there on the image.
>>26795854
Oh.... I see now. I don't remember where I found that image. Probably someone posted it and I figured I could use it.
>>26795988
Hi Jingles, a story to tell?
http://pastebin.com/CndZXCih
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>Down the road the three of you go
>it’s a fairly warm night, even with the window, so you’ve taken to standing in the back
>In front of you Cadence is in the passenger seat, Anon in the driver seat, and heaving towards the first of the two you were told about
>A changeling
>You’ve tried hard to connect, but Chrysalis said that its speaking was barely a whisper
>That means it hasn’t eat love in a long time, and is on magic suppressants
>Probably pony-kibble
>That stuffs pure wheat
>Ew
>You stick your head into the window
“Okay I’m going to try to focus on this. it’s a really weak signal. Anon any idea how to get her?”
>“Well, Uh, I guess if she’s outside we can grab her. If she’s inside.. I dunno.”
>You nod and focus hard the weak voice, and trying to get to it
>The directs are broken and not very helpful
“Uh, is it the blue house?”
>Theres a weak ‘no’
>You knock on the roof for Anon to slow down
>He slows and you hop off the truck, walking through a yard
>Half way you transform back to your proper changeling form
>Black stealth woo
>Finally, near the main road, you find a house with a rope outside
“Uh, the brown one?”
>A weakened yes
>Sweet
>>26796215
>You poke your head up through the window
>The living room with a man and woman watching TV in the dark
“What room are you in?”
>whatever it is it ends in room
>So either bathroom or bedroom
>With two floors you aren’t sure where to start
>Bed start on the top floor
>You buzz your wings and look around
>Nope not the bedrooms
>You buzz over to a bathroom
>Not the main one
>Fuck
“Can you at least get out”
>No response
>You take it as a no and look around for an open window
>You eventually find a window not fully closed
>Carefully, carefully
>When you have just enough room to slide in you do so
>It isn’t even that hard to find the right bathroom
>Its one of those half baths with enough room for her to stand and sit and use the bathroom
>Bastards
>When you try to slide the door you find it jammed shut
> A soft VERY girly voice from the other side whispers “Ling?”
“Yes its me” you whisper in turn
>“oh thank goodness. The doors locked though.”
>Damn it
>You look around and find the lock, just a normal pad lock
“Have you seen the key anyway?”
>The changeling behind the door puts her hooves against it “I have no idea”
>Shit
>“Just break down the door”
“Are you even any good to run?”
>She goes silent “No..”
>Of course
“Then we can’t just break it down, we need to find the key”
>You carefully make your way towards the nearest bedroom
>It seems to be an adults
>You begin the searching
>You try to move fats, taking the drawers out of the night stand and so forth
>No key so far
>Footsteps
>FUUUUUCK
>>26796223
>You grab a jewelry box and start digging, throwing the jewels everywhere
>Noth-
>A scream
>you got so close to
>A man runs at you while a woman goes for the phone
>Which you promptly hiss at her and kick the phone
>You run past them, luckily with your now short tail you narrowly avoid capture and brace yourself
>Face first into the sliding door
>It creaks
>You grunt and use your magic to grab the frame and pull
>You aren’t that great at it, but you tug none the less
>It starts to crack
>The man is running at you from behind
“Watch yourself”
>You turn to face him and he gets ready to grab you
>“Damn bugs!” He practically growls
>You grin and side step him, putting your leg out
>The man falls, making the sliding wooden door crack further and finally snap in half
>Unfortunately hit trip took you with him
>Right under him
>Your sister screams out in surprise and hops out, trying to lift the door and help you
>You struggle under him
>he’s out for the count
>Oh shit magics
>You levitate him off and fling him into the bathroom
>The man lands upside down
>You see the woman coming at you and grab your sister under her arm
>She runs, though weakly, with you towards the door
>Your ankle hurts
“CAN YOU FLY”
>“MAYBE!”
>She tries buzzing her wings
>She yelps in pain
>When you check, one is bent awkwardly
>Fuck
>Holding her firmly the two of you hobble-limp back to the truck, passing through the backs of some houses
>Some people have come outside, but luckily you slip away into the darkness
>Anon is waiting for you by the RV, truck still running
>That fucking loud truck
>You two wave at him and he perks up
>Anon runs at you grabbing your injured sister up and carrying her up to the RV
>He puts her in the back of the truck and you hop in as well
>Anon jumps into the drivers seat and chuckles
>“This is getting fun!” He says through the window and starts driving at a painfully casual speed, away from there
>>26796243
>While you travel down the road you check her over
>One broken wing, Extremely love deprived, both fangs removed
>You wave your hoof and she holds her mouth open
>yep, yanked out completely
>At least you MIGHT be able to regrow yours eventually
>hers are gone for good
>>“LING! Did you get her!” Chrysalis chimes in
>You sigh in relief
“Yeah I did, but she’s not looking good. I need to get her somewhere to feed”
>The changeling in front of you sighs and ever so gently hugs you
>“Thanks Ling”
>You smile and hug back nice and tight
“Anon any love motels or anything we can stop by”
>Anon spits out his coke
>“L..LOVE MOTEL!?”
>Cadence giggles putting her hoof to her mouth
>You see the woman coming at you and grab your sister under her arm
... having trouble understanding
>>26796373
The woman who was with the man started heading towards them
Ling grabs the changeling shes with and tries to help support her to walk outside
Open to a re-write if someone suggests an alternative wording
>>26796384
change arm to forleg
>>26796384
>You see the woman coming at you. You grab your sister under your arm
as it stands the next line is.
>She (the woman you were just talking about) runs, though weakly, with you towards the door
>>26796471
>>26796410
fixed both
Changelings generally only get names if they want them. So number will be relieved soon to make it a bit easier
>>26796485
i wonder if her awful owners gave her one?
>>26796548
>just as I'm typing it up
2spooky4me
>>26796595
I'm totally not standing outside your window watching you though the crack in your curtains
>>26796645
fuckin fite me m8 i got a chrysalis plush and a dick and i'm not afraid to use them
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>>26796355
>While Anon continues to drive, you continue inspecting your sister
>Luckily nothing else is wrong with her
“Where’re your fangs?”
>She sighs looking down “I bite his wife and.. He took pliers and..”
>You sigh and hug her close
>Loosing your fangs is more of a blow to ones pride than anything else
>Still, it’s a hurtful idea none the less
“Well, the princess of candy asses is going to help you get home okay?”
>“H..home?” She looks up at you
>You smile and nod
“I know you can’t hear her too well, but Chrysalis is working on a spell. When Cadence gets her magic back fully, we’re going to get you home”
>She smiles at the prospect
>You can’t blame her
>But YOU have a job to do here
>But its almost time to stop for the night. And you need to help find food
>When you DO eventually pull up to an RV park, which awesomely enough is on the side of a river, Anon has to get out and go talk to someone inside
>You take the opportunity to go to the RV and help your sister over to the shower
“When we get hooked up I’ll help you shower and fix that wing. How does that sound?”
>She smiles and tries to flap her wing
>Then winces painfully
>The rv jerks and you’re on your way
>Its easy enough for Anon to hook up a water hose to the trailer receptacle and you start up the pump
>You soon learn, as you shower, this is an older changeling
>One from the Canterlot invasion, Number 1156
>She’s a veteran soldier interestingly enough
“How did YOU of all changelings end up here”
>She looks down, the water running over her carapace and shows some cracks in it
>>26796658
>“I was careless, let myself get caught..”
>You rub the luffa over her, removing all the rest of the dirt and grime
“Same as me huh.. Don’t worry. I’m sure we’ll be able to get you home soon”
>When all is said and done you have one last thing that needs to get done
>Fixing a broken wing
>With a pony, you just put on a cast and good to go
>With a changeling
>Not so much
>You walk outside, to find Anon sitting on the hood of the truck looking out over the river
>Its dark and the moon has made a nice reflection on the river
“Uh Anon”
>He looks over
>“Hmm?”
“Do we have any super glue?”
>“next to the bed”
>You smile and head back inside
>With super glue and a small rectangle of carboard you get to work
>You put glue on the structural frame of the wings where its broken, and use the cardboard to support it
>You hold it in place with your magic so as to not attach yourself to her
>That would be awkward
“Okay, you’re good to go!”
>1156 hugs you tight
>“Thanks. Lets go look for something to eat”
>You nod in agreement and walk her outside
>Somewhere around here is a couple
>All you need to do is find them
>The two of you fly beside each other, a soft buzz like two bumble bees flying around fills the air
>Its very calming, especially for you
“So, uh, you use the name 1156?”
>She nods
“…Why havnt you given yourself a name yet?”
>She’s silent for a moment before sniffing
>Oh fuck you brought out the water works
>“My name was Shell”
>You giggle some at that
“Like, your carapace?”
>She nods with a soft smile, but looks away
>“They took that away from me and called me some other name. I never really listened. But more often than nod I was the servant girl.”
>You sigh and hug her softly
>It throws off your flying a little, but the wobble is worth it
“And?”
>>26796662
>She shakes her head hugging back “Well, I mean, whenever I got something wrong or went against orders, I was hit pretty hard. But they never really did anything more than that. One of the neighbors said something about them trying to keep up with the joneses. I don’t know who these Jones people are but they seem rich I guess. We weren’t though. They tried to look it but.. Still”
>You think back to more often than not at the slave kennel how people who stroll in with a high class attitude
>Only to not be able to afford the expensive slaves they wanted
>Sounds about right
“Why don’t I call you Shell?”
>She looks at you for a moment, considering it
>Going back to her old name..
>“Okay”
>You smile confidently
“Everything’s going to be okay”
>Shell is about to respond, but taps your shoulder, pointing down
>Below you is an RV with two people in it, barley visible through the window
>You both land outside and listen in
>Honeymooners, perfect
>Normally you’d take this chance to go on a buffet feast, but you let Shell take over, since you’ve already eaten plenty today
(Got bored and found a changeling, anyway thats all for now)
ling trying to relay this spell to cadence is going to be interesting.
>>26796900
tomorrows mission is helping heal her friend/sister while cadence tries to magics
what could go wrong
>>26787025
bout time bump
>>26788105
I kek'd mightily, you weird German bastard.
>>26787025
What that story were Nightmare Moon takes over and uses her "silver tongue" to slowly break Twillight?...
>>26796958
Is Shell gonna be around a while or is it going to be rotating ponies they rescue and send home for a while now?
>>26787025
bump
>>26796548
>i wonder if her awful owners gave her one?
The human call Ling "Bug", i imagine for for him all the Changelings do not deserve another title
ohh shit page 9 bump
>>26798015
anyone?
progress bump
>>26800374
sorry im booked allready, maybe i can use that in my NM-story
>>26792465
you forgot the first and second rule, baka
>>26798610
Not going to be around very long. Just long enough for Cadence to get a working temporary portal going. Which will take a bit of time.Quick clarification: Temporary portal has to be held together with magic from a unicorn or alicorn. These are easier than the permanent ones, but more draining. A permanent portal is set up to be held together with the magic in the world.
>>26799558
I tried to describe it as more of a situation when this person and/or their wife is trying to as its said 'keeping up with the joneses' or trying to act rich, when in reality they are lower middle class at best
of course if you're not familiar with that term the basic is
>Be middle class or lower middle class
>Want to look fancy and expensive
>Waste money on things that look expensive and nice
>Fake pearl necklace that cost nearly as much as a real one
>Buy discounted pony just so you can say "Hey look I have a pony servant to, just like that upper class person"
>Act like a stereotypical rich douche bag because they think thats how you make people think you're better than you really are
daily dose of FIREKING WHEN
>>26802271
>>26802346
Thanks for the clarification.
You know that eventually you need for your story? An antagonist.
May be a human or even a pony, after all not all ponies are strictly good and have been in the world could if any changed for the worse, even the antagonist might be ofthe mane six or one Changeling
>>26802920
you came to the right place pal
>>26803867remember the dead mafia guy?
>>26803962
how to forget it...
I see where you're going, i wait forward to your future greens
>>26803800
>>26803375
made something for you
>>26804315
I STAND WITH DAN
>>26804315
its offically a new meme
almost
>You couldnt sleep
>two years you have worked towards this
>three years have already went by
>but now the day has come
>all you wanna do is hide under a rock
>you stand up again
>and turn to the small desk in your cell
>your breakfast lies besides alot of unopened letters
>you cant eat today
>and those letters which normally give you strenght...
>you lift your hoof and push them down on the floor
>you cant open them, not today
>you already know whats written there anyway
>how you changed everything...
>how thankful they are...
>under those letters rests it
>the book
>you take a look at the clock 7:23 am
>a few hours left
>you walk towards the small window and look through the bars
>there are people gathered infront of the maingate already
>Ponys and humans
>you turn back to the desk
>and carefully open the first page
>>26805081
>Day 01
Dear Diary, you won't believe it!
School was boring as usual, but after i came home Mom and Dad said they had a suprise for me.
At first i thought it would be the dog i wished for since christmas.
But it was even better!
I followed them into my room and there was it. A animal carrier.
I looked inside but I couldnt really see what it was.
So i opened it and after a few moments something stepped out.
A blue pony! With wings! And its mane was in all the colors of a rainbow!
I have never seen anything like it!
It was so awesome!
I had a thousand questions but it only told me its name. Rainbow Dash.
It seemed scared.
Mom and Dad said i should give her some rest because she just got here.
I can't wait for tommorow when i see her again!
Thats it for today!
>>26805097
>You can remember it as clear as day
>It was shortly after the auction
>All your friends were sold off to some weirdos
>And you were so happy that the people who bought you looked like decent people
>You were a mess back then, everything was...
>You were so afraid after what happened to you and your friends in the camps
>And so afraid after they split you apart
>You can still hear Rarity crying when they took her
>But when that little fellow opened your box
>His bright smile, his large sparkling eyes
>Looking at you in awe
>No hostility, just innocence
>A smile creeps its way on your face
>He was so exited, hugging his dad, his mom and you
>You could barely breathe
>His parents had to pull him away from you
>You chuckle
>Anon with his curiosity
>All these questions, when you barely knew where you were
>The first decent meal in your new home
>Your own comfortable bed
>Day 02
Dear diary,
This morning I overslept because I couldnt sleep all night.
I had to run to the schoolbus and forgot my breakfast at home.
I couldnt focus all day, and the teacher called me to the blackboard in math.
I didnt even know what exercise we were supposed to solve.
It was so embarassing! Everybody laughed at me!
But the school went by in a flash.
I couldnt wait to get home.
I told all my classmates about my new pet! Im sure they are all jealous!
When i was at home mom said i have to do my homework before i can play with her.
Thats was so unfair!
After lunch I did my homework as fast as i could.
Rainbow Dash is still a little shy but i showed her all my toys!
I promised her she can play with all of them.
That made her relax a little bit.
Dad said i cant take her outside to play until we know that she will behave herself.
So we spend the whole afternoon in my room and played games.
She is from a different land named Equistea.
She is so smart! I bet she can help me with my homework too.
And she doesnt like to be touched at her wings.
Anyway i have to go to bed.
>>26805130
>Day 21
Dear Diary,
Rainbow can be so mean sometimes!
After school i had an appointment at the eye doctor, and afterwards i got some glasses.
When i came home Dashie burst into laughter!
She called me egghead all the time.
Even dad got mad and grumbled
...
>just remembering it lets you burst into laughter again
>lil' Anon with his glases
>when he came home he didnt want to meet you at first
"Dashie, i will come in but please dont laugh..."
>Those were his words
>it was hilarious!
>but his father got really angry and you didnt get dinner that day, like you were a child too
>Anon smuggled some of his into his room, despite your behavior that day
>you continue to browse through the diary
>the first day you were allowed in the garden
>the first day you were allowed to fly without the shock collar
>and the day you met spitfire again
>she had gained the trust of her new masters aswell
"We have to start a rebellion. We have to fight for our freedom."
>Words that inspired you, even though you hesistatet
>you had a decent place to live and a ...friend
>Day 1XX
Dear Diary,
Im so worried!
Dashie sneaks out, every single night!
She is tired every morning, and when i asked her about it she won't tell me.
I havent told mom and dad about it.
I dont want them to get angry.
She returns every morning and i pretend i dont wake up, but i know something is wrong.
She seems to be lost in thought sometimes.
Its as if she drifts away from me.
I know she had a difficult past, and i want to help her, but i cant if she wont tell me anything.
Tommorow is the big parade and dad allowed me to see it with her, maybe this will cheer her up.
...
>>26805154
>>26805154
>they day before the parade
>the day before your rebellion
>the rattling of keys catches your attention
>you close the the book
"I guess its time..."
>i was the last page anyway
>"Prisoner 1R5XS-Rainbow Dash lay down on the flor and spread out your legs"
>you do as you are told
>the door to your cell opens and a guard enters the room
>shackles are put on your legs
>"Stand up."
>this is the part you hate
>the straps around your wings
>normally youd make a scene, give the guards hell
>but today you just let it happen
>a few moments later you are in the prisoner bus
>you are the only prisoner inside
>the driver, a few guards and you
>the atmosphere is stifling
>the gates open and the bus starts moving
>you see the mob of people that are outside of the prison
>you hear their cheers
>you turn your head away
>would you do it the same way given the opportunity again?
>after that fateful day things changed for the better
>for most of the people
>after the riots cooled down there are no slaves anymore
>during the trip you cant really focus your thoughts on anything anymore
>its as if your mind is completely frozen
>the trees move in the distance
>this drive takes forever
>>26805186
>you arrive at your destination
>the doors open and you step outside
>you can her the gravel crunch under your hooves
>the ground seems to siphon the life of you with every step you take
>there they are
>you havent seen them in ages
>both wear black
>she is holding flowers
>he holds a small box
>you and the four guards to stop in front of them
>You went have gone through it hundreds of times in your mind
>But now you cant find the words
>There is no anger in their faces, not anymore
>Tears start to well up
"I... I'm so Sorry!"
>"Lets go, Rainbow Dash"
>his voice is filled with sadness
>if he would decide to beat you to death right here and now, you wouldt even resist
>but all he does is to turn around
>"he is waiting..."
>you hear his voice cracking and he moves his hand to his face
>your group moves in silence through the paths of the yard
>the graves on either side of the way dont have any meaning to you
>but when you turn into the narrow path with the smaler graves you can barely breathe anymore
>"we are here"
"Hello, Anon i have missed you."
>His mom lays down the flowers
>"Rainbow i have something for you, he would want you to have it"
>He places the box infront of you
>you carefully open it
>there is a modell of a biplane, and its assembled terrible
>it is painted blue, your cutie mark is painted on the wings, by a childs hands
>you look at it for a moment, and then at his grave
"T-thank y-you, Anon, my friend!
>you start to cry like you have never done before
Sorry but no post tonight, I'm tired, and I would rather have one long posting tomorrow as opposed to 2 posts tonight.
That being said I would very much like feedback on ways you'd like to see the mafia make its way back into the story. They are not a main villain, but will be a pain in the ass through Anons life from [insert soon to be point here] till [insert near the finale point here] as well as how you;d like to see them acting since they are going to be less violent and more of a pain in the assobviously i'll take whatever ideas are given and butcher them into whatever i want
>>26804315
kek'd pretty hard
>>26805202
Nice to see the end(?) of this.
I assume little anon died of cancer or something while dash was in jail? Or was it during the rioting and she just now got permission to visit the grave?
Bump and material for this thread
"After that Twilight has access to my new reading material, finally realized the benefits of a relationship of trust between a pony and its" Protector "in a society where his species lives as refugees of humanity, it is now more open our methods of learning and domestication to be an obedient and happy pony "
>October, 1941.
>It was your birthday coming up this month.
>At least you think it is.
>You've lost track of time since Obedience Training, along with a few other things.
>Like your name, or your actual age.
>That was all taken away when Herr Hitler decided all ponies pulled from the Wolf's Mouth portal were property of the German state.
>At first you thought the Princesses would rescue you.
>But Nazi propaganda on the radio keeps saying you're not wanted back home.
>That in fact Princess Celestia's sending over more unwanted ponies every day.
>You're starting to believe it.
>You're Storm Pony Zwanzig-Vier, of the 1st Eisenhuf Division attached to the 9th Army.
>Ignore the fancy German designations, they don't translate into Equestrian well.
>A Storm Pony only has one job in the Wehrmacht.
>The human soldiers joke that Storm Ponies only get taught one command in Obedience Training.
>Charge.
>It's basically true. Storm Ponies are supposed to spearhead the attack and use their own lives to make the way safe for the humans.
>You've seen your friends blown to pieces by mines, cut clean in half by machine gun fire, and crushed as some careless Stuka pilot brings down a building with ponies still inside.
>The Wehrmacht has tried building a few creative, if impractical designs for pony-operated guns. A lot of them are only tested for the first time by ponies in combat.
>Very few ponies survive weapons-test duty.
>Usually you're expected to use your hooves and teeth if you ever get close enough to Ivan.
>Ponies are weak next to humans. You only come up to about waist-height. The idea of actually killing a human fills you with dread.
>But you're more afraid of your masters than the enemy.
>That's what it is to be a slave.
Bump
>>26806538
MORE
>>26806538
>You're each assigned a handler, and you got Hauptmann Anon.
>All these human names start to sound the same after a while.
>Anon's hard to figure out. He keeps telling you to 'be careful out there' and he fondles your ears when you get back. You thought he liked you, at first.
>Like he even cares about his new slave.
>You hear things sometimes, at night. Other ponies get it worse. You're the lucky one, you keep reminding yourself. Anon doesn't want you for that.
>You made the mistake of trusting Anon. You thought he'd keep you safe.
>Then he promotes you to flag-carrier.
>He's so fucking happy about it too. He pins a badge to your dirty grey tunic and gives you an extra ration of oats.
>"You're gonna make me so proud, Zwanzig-Vier. You've been such a good Storm Pony."
>You're muzzle-deep into the oats, with no shame. This stuff isn't fit to feed pigs, but it might as well be flakes of gold out here.
>It's only when you're alone you look at the badge. It's a cross with four stumpy arms. It isn't even a proper Iron Cross. Ponies don't get real medals.
>The flag-carrier carries a short pole mounted on your barrel.
>It's got the German flag on it. The bright red one with the ugly black cross thing.
>You've always though it looked like an abstract crosshair. Appropriate seeing as that's probably what the snipers will use it for.
>It's visible for fucking miles. It's supposed to be a rallying point for ponies when you get into close-quarters with Ivan.
>The average life expectancy of a flag-carrier is 12 hours.
>Some of the other Storm Ponies see you toying with your badge.
>Their ears fall as they see what it is, a death warrant pinned to your lapel.
>One looks at you numbly. You feel like you knew her, a long time ago.
>"Good luck, dead pony."
>You don't sleep that night.
>He smiles at you a lot, but Anon's just the same as the rest of the humans.
>He must really hate your guts.
>>26805202
Oh so this is what you were working on... It's actually rather unique. I like it. The only thing I'd say is just read over your work more. There's a few spelling mistakes, inconsistent capitalization, and mis-wordings. Otherwise it's pretty dandy.
Also, pick a goddamn trip already.
>>26806064
I'm fairly certain it's implied that the rebellion was involved in killing him. Dash is probably directly responsible. Not sure if that was supposed to be a twist. Sorry to the writer if it was.
>>26806779
i like it, more please.
>>26806779
>You're lining up for the morning inspection.
>Anon smiles at you as you stand stiffly to attention. You've tried brushing yourself down, but your hooves are still dark with ingrained dirt.
>Nopony gets much water around here, and none of it is wasted on washing Storm Ponies.
>He's kind enough to hold your leash loose, only tightening it when the officers walk past.
>Most handlers on parade yank their pony's head up till they're nearly strangling them.
>He pets your head and adjusts your field cap as ponies start moving into position.
>They don't give Storm Ponies helmets. The steel is needed for more important things.
>They can just keep pulling more ponies through the portal to replace you.
>Anon's walking you to the very front of the formation, flag strapped firmly to your side.
>"I'm so proud of you, Zwanzig-Vier."
>Stare straight ahead, feeling everypony's gaze on you.
>Feel humiliated by the sadistic bastard leading you calmly to your death.
>Why does he keep acting so fucking nice?
>"I know it's been hard for us, but…"
>You stamp to a halt at the front of the formation. Your guts feel twisted in knots.
>Anon leans down and takes the leash off your collar.
>"…you're the best friend I've ever had."
>Your heart crumbles, and you stiffen. You're about to die, and he's going to make it all about him.
>You're tempted to spit in his face, but you've seen ponies shot for less.
>You know what you have to say.
"I love you too, Master."
>His face crumples. You feel nothing as he hugs you, except that it's a little colder when he lets go.
>"Be careful out there, Zwanzig-Vier."'
One of the human officers blows a whistle. You break out into a trot, and the formation of sombre Storm Ponies follows the flag whipping in the freezing morning air.
>You're not thinking of Anon when you break out into a gallop. Not even when the first bullet cracks overhead and puts a hole in the flag.
>You're just a Storm Pony.
>You're nothing at all.
>>26807003
aww hes actually trying to be nice, happy ending please...
>>26807003
pls dont end here
>>26807003
>Celestia fucking bless the Luftwaffe and whatever son of a bitch invented the Stuka.
>You're about fifty yards down the bombed-out street when the shots started ringing out.
>The handlers never tell their ponies much about the tactical situation. It's assumed that you'd break and run if you knew just how bad things are.
>You could have sworn you saw the glint of a sniper's scope from a gaping black window as you charge the brick warehouse.
>Then the heart-stopping scream of a Stuka in a full dive starts to ring in your ears.
>Everypony forgets the formation and ducks behind walls and into the earthy blast craters dug into the street.
>Most human pilots don't care if Storm Ponies get caught in their crossfire.
>This beautiful motherfucker though.
>You wish you'd been born a pegasus just so you could fly up there and kiss him.
>The bombs come whistling down as the Stuka's engine bellows its victory roar.
>You close your eyes instinctively as the blast shakes the ground.
>Auf Wiedersehen, Ivan.
>You can't linger for long. Storm Pony stragglers are liable to be shot for cowardice.
>Besides, you've got a plan.
>You've heard of ponies escaping to the Soviet Union, where they're treated a lot better.
>You don't know that's true, but at least you've never seen Soviet Storm Ponies.
>The deserters are either discussed in hushed voices amongst your fellow ponies, or with tones of absolute disgust by the handlers.
>You've never had the guts to make such a dangerous move before today.
>Your hoof touches the stubby metal cross on your lapel. Your flag is already dusty, and has a hole in it.
>You grind it up against a pile of rubble to get it looking even dustier.
>You've got to make your move before any of the others try to regroup with you.
>There's a manhole in the street down to the sewers that got blown open by the bombs.
"Sorry, Anon. I don't have friends."
Happy(?) end to come.
>>26807003
Well guess nazi slavepone stories are quite the trend here.
>Hitlerfags are just overwhelming
>Probably will think of an Aryanne shortstory
>Then leave this thread for a while
>Other generals are in need of green
>Until temptation draws me back here.
>To the beginning.
>I begin to make green again
>People likes it
>Unexpected reason that makes you think your green is shit.
>Leave for another while
>Repeat process.
The ride never ends.
>>26807136
>Wading through sewage.
>There's not much actual sewage, it's mostly just stinking stormwater.
>And blood. And bodies. A lot of pony bodies too now you think about it.
>Hurl up your morning hay into the shit juice. Why not add a little colour to your day, since it was going so well.
>Stop pinning your ears to your head so you can hear properly. There's faint voices up ahead.
>You wade forward some more. There's human silhouettes creeping about, but they haven't seen your head barely keeping above the waterline.
>You freeze up as they pass by, shoving aside the bodies in the water.
>They're speaking Russian, and suddenly you start to think maybe this was a bad idea.
>How do you tell them you want to surrender?
>Half the time they shoot their human prisoners anyway, why should they listen to a cowardly little pony slave?
>Discreetly follow behind, your steps and breaths masked by the echoing noises the bigger humans are making.
>Once of them holds up a hand, and the rest take up positions.
>They seem to be waiting for something. You can hear familiar voices speaking German now. Footsteps, and the clopping of hooves.
>Feel your stomach drop.
>Shit. Shit shit shit.
>The Germans are sending a Storm Pony ambush through the sewers. They're coming this way, right into Ivan's waiting submachine guns.
>If the Soviets win, they're not going to suddenly turn around and smilingly accept a pony defector.
>If the Germans win, you're fucked.
>Then you hear Anon's voice.
>"Go, go, go! I'm right with you!"
>Your blood freezes. They're about to die. Anon is about to die.
>Scream at the top of your lungs.
"ANON! IT'S AN AMBUSH!"
>The Soviets yell and turn around to face you, one shining a flashlight right in your face.
>You hear the scuffle of boots and hooves quicken. You see a familiar human silhouette round the corner, face lit by the pilot light of a flamethrower.
>Grin sheepishly at the Soviets.
"Uh… Da svidanya, comrades?"
>>26807236
too bad for her the soviets are going to win anyway, germany was a sinking ship by then.
>>26807286
and the russians probably eat the ponies
>>26807302
Not like they can use them for cavalry, maybe send them back to work the state farms in the union though?
>>26807302
They would make pretty good ammo bearers, given their size they could probably get to the front easier.
>>26807311
naaa they arn't good for much not worth even feeding. let along hauling back to wherever. maybe keep a few as whores to help moral.
War ends
>Russian anon is one of the last to leave the front
>Well used skin and bones trench whore pony to be left behind.
>won't stop fallowing him around
>he's the only one that didn't abuse her
>overheard anon talking to a fellow soldier about his pathetic life back home.
>Anon can't help but pity her and takes her with him.
>>26807236
>It's a good thing you're up to your chin in water.
>Take a breath and take a nice swim in the shit juice as Anon plays the hero.
>Somehow, even though you're shivering in this turgid, icy water, you feel a little warmer thinking of him.
>Sure, he basically sentenced you to die and he's going to burn you right after he's done with Ivan.
>But you feel good about warning him.
>You feel strong hands wrap around your barrel, pushing the air from your lungs.
>Sweet Celestia, is he planning to drown you instead?
>Feel yourself being pulled up out of the muck, and pressed tightly against Anon's chest.
>Is he… sobbing?
>"You're okay. You're okay. You're so brave, my strong, brilliant Zwanzig-Vier."
>Awkwardly put your front hooves around his neck.
>He's never held you like this before. You've always kept your distance, as friendly as he's been.
>Doesn't he get that he should be punishing you?
>You were a bad slave. You tried to run away.
>You see the other ponies watching. A few flashlights are fixed on your face. You hope your expression of guilt is obscured by the filth covering you from head to tail.
>"Take a good look, everyone. This is one of the best Storm Ponies in the entire Wehrmacht!"
>What.
>Anon smiles at you.
>"You risked everything to go behind enemy lines alone. Exactly what more Storm Ponies should do. My Zwanzig-Vier's got nerves of pure German steel!"
>Awkward cheering from your fellow ponies. Somehow you didn't think this was winning you any new friends.
>At least you still had one friend though.
>The firefight's pretty much over by the time you get out of the sewers.
>Anon lets you bathe after him. He feeds you some extra oats, and dries out your stinking uniform.
>He smiles as he pets your ears.
>"Shame you lost the flag. Ah well, you won't be needing it after today's stunt."
>Blink up at him, confused. He leans down, smiling, and holds out something in his hand. It's small, and metal.
>"I've got you another promotion!"
>Motherfucker.
>>26807311
>Not like they can use them for cavalry
Nyet, anything is vehicle if you try hard enough.
Holy fuck, it's been a bit. Have some pointless and ultimately non-sensical awkward toilet semi-shenanigans.
Wastebin: http://pastebin.com/VHK1Pjtf
>Wow, that was possibly the second or third best tv show about the manufacturing of wallpaper paste you've ever watched on a Fall weekend.
>"Next up on the Intelligent Programming Network, it's... a reality show involving, like, long-haul trucking redneck crab fishermen in a swamp, or something."
>Alright, that's enough of that.
>You start flipping through the channels once more.
>Reality show, reality show, game show, third thing, sitcom, reality show, sensationalized news story, game show, some documentary about the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide, reality show, an ad for environmentally complaint environmental compliance stickers to confirm that your environmental compliance stickers are environmentally compliant...
>God damn, there is quite figuratively nothing on right now.
>But your channel surfing escapades are distracted by the cutting out of the constant background noise of running water.
>Well, the sound of the running water from inside your house, the rain and it's constituent noises are still going on outside.
>And speaking of water, all this rushing liquids are reminding you that you haven't actually pissed since you got back from work yesterday.
>You should probably get on that.
>Luckily the stoppage of the shower likely means that Applejack will probably soon be out of the bathroom and you will soon be able to relieve yourself.>NO, NOT IN HER, IN THE BATHROOM!
>You decide to preemptively get up and go to the bathroom, to expedite the process and because you have nothing better to do.
>Key word there being decided, it actually takes a bit for the rest of your body to actually obey your decisions, and a bit after that to advance to walking.
>Fucking Christ, legs, you've really got tostepit up.
>>26807626
>'That was bad and you should feel bad.'
>Shut up, legs.
>'No, you shut up.'
>And then you stub your toe on the kitchen table.
"Fuck!"
>God damn, why is something so minor so fucking painful!
>"Anon, you okay?"
>Though you can't see her, what with your wincing and agony and the like, you can still tell that the voice currently throwing concern in your general direction is Applejack's.
"It-it's fine, I just-"
>You take in a deep breath through clenched teeth.
"-I just stubbed my toe on something, god."
>"Really? That sounded pretty bad."
>You pull yourself off the floor and look towards the damp mare poking her head out of the bathroom.
"Yeah, it's alright, uh, j-just finish up in there so I can use the bathroom."
>"Er, it's probably gonna take me a bit to get finished, Anon."
>Oh, right, she has all that fur and also a mane and tail that all probably takes a while to dry out.
>Well, shit.
>And you can't just take the desperate route and piss in the backyard, because it's still fucking raining.
>Double shit.
>Plus you can't hold it in much longer.
>Triple shit with knobs.
>"You might just want to come in here now and do you business now rather than just putin' it off."
>Reflexively, you are quite visibly put off by the notion she raises.
>"Sure, it ain't ideal, but if nature's callin' then nature's callin'."
>Mustering up all the reluctance you can, you speak.
"Okay, I'm, uh, coming inside, then."
>Applejack recedes deeper into the bathroom as you awkward your way over to the toilet.
"Alright, don't look."
>"I'm tryin' not to."
>Oh lord, this is more awkward than Awkward McAwkwardstien going to AwkwardCon in Awkwardburg, Awkwardsota.
>Awkward.
>Fuck, that don't even look like a word anymore, just a jumble of letters.
>Wait, what was going on?
>>26807630
>Oh right, you're about to get nude in front of the redneck horse lady again.
>This time without the distraction of bathing to take away from the awkward factor.
>But you must muster up all your bravery and piss this piss.
>So you mightily pull down your pants and piss.
>You, Applejack, your dick, the spoiler text, everyone, just finding themselves quite uncomfortable with the current situation.
>Well, you assume Applejack's uncomfortable with this, the other potentialities are far more unpleasant to dwell on.
>For what feels like an eternity you are exposed, urinating all the while.
>It's just you and her standing in the same room with your dick hanging out and expelling bodily fluids.
>Lovely.
>However, Lady Luck decides to smile upon you by letting you finally run out of piss to... piss, so you are able to pull up your pants and end this nudist nightmare.
>You glance over at Applejack, still drying out her mane.
>Her mane and tail seem to have become quite a bit larger.
>Guess it was more matted and knotted up than you thought.
>Or pony hair is poofy as shit or it has a tendency to get frizzy or something.
>Fuck, you've never had to deal with hair, so you dunno.
>Enough of that, time to calm your rampant unwarranted and ultimately meaningless paranoia of being peeped on by someone who's already seen you in the nude.
"You, uh, you didn't look, right?"
>"Anon, I said I wasn't and I ain't!"
>She starts muttering something under her breath.>"Darn thing's so small I couldn't even see it from here anyhow..."
"Wait, what was that?"
>She's caught off guard, but responds after a brief pause to think.
>"Uh... nothin'!"
>And then she scrunches her snout as her eyes dart about the room.
>Hmmm...
>>26807638
>Well, that's a trustworthy face if you've ever saw one!
"Alright."
>With that resolved, you leave her behind for the living room.
>You flop down onto the couch and pick up the remote lying idly by.
>With the remote in hand, you are once again dragged into daytime TV purgatory forevermore...
>Aaaand, done!
>Yep, you sure outdone yourself this time.
>Oh yeah, your Applejack now, and you've just gotten yourself cleaned up all nice like.
>Not like you got anything better to do.
>You even managed to get your mane and tail tied up like you done back home.
>So now you actually almost look like yourself, just without a hat.
>Kind of a shame, but you'll live.
>Besides, where would you even find a hat big enough for you around these parts?
>Every*body* here seems to got kinda small heads on their shoulders, you don't imagine they got too many pony-sized stetsons laying around.
>Whatever, time for you to get out of this bathroom.
>So you start making your way to the front, taking care to not hit anything.
>Yeah, this place was definitely set up with two-legged types in mind.
>But you're able to pass everything without too much hassle.
>You look into the living room to see Anon, watching his fancy movie-box thing.
>Also he fell asleep during the, like, 10 or 15 minutes between when he left after that his whole dirty business and you leaving after your whole clean business.
>While having a box that makes all manner of noise and flashing lights on and in front of him.
>Amazing.What do?Now if you excuse me, I need to spend the next 8 hours either sleeping or playing Factorio, can't remember which at the moment.
>>26806538
>>26806779
>>26807003
>>26807136
>>26807236
>>26807393
>being a slave
NAP TIME!
>>26807666
HAIL SATAN
>>26807666
>having all but given up hope of ever seeing more of this.
>You start posting just after i gone to bed.
Anon needs to complement her hair. The female types ALWAYS like that . Even the buzzcut bull dykes.
>>26807393
so theres more right...
>>26807630
>Oh lord, this is more awkward than Awkward McAwkwardstien going to AwkwardCon in Awkwardburg, Awkwardsota.
MY SIDES
>>26807666
SATAN TRIPS BE CHECKED
Applebloom when
This is the dead thread
This is bumping thread
Here the dank memes
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's kek
Under the twinkle of a fading green.
>>26807666
Brushing her self down using her mouth could be quite difficult.
>>26810137
yeah well whatever
>>26810137
wut.
shit i messed it up
there is a piece missing between
>>26805130
and
>>26805154
>You start to laugh
>That promise
>How he told you that you can play with everything
>proudly smiling from ear to ear
>as if it would have made you feel any better
>Asking you again and again to fly
>Touching your sensitive wings without permission
>all these questions about your home
>fun times
>His dad treatet you well while he was busy doing his homework
>Telling you that if you behave yourself, you would would gain more privileges
>His serious tone, to be careful not to hurt his son
>It was so strange
>after everything went down, the camps, the auction
>it was a human child who gave you hope again
>hope for better times
>but this little fella, he sure was a handful
>Day 5
I cant believe it!
While i was at school Rainbow Dash messed up my entire room!
She even broke my modell of the red baron!
It took me ages to get it right!
I hate her!
I was busy the whole afternoon with homework and cleaning up my room.
...
>oh Celestia, he was so pissed when he came to his room
>yelling and close to tears
>you were bored all day and you had the brilliant idea of trying to fly inside of his room
>your room
>it was the first time you flew in a long time
>you tried to get the room tidy before he got home but you made to much of a mess
>you had such a guilty conscience
>the next day when he was at school you tried to repair his favorite modell
>you tried your best, but your hooves and mouth are not very precise tools
>the stench of the adhesives
>i looked like crap but the gesture counts
>you continue to browse through the pages
>you have read each and everyone a million times
>and this one is one of your favorites
>>26805081
>>26805097
>>26805130
>>26810626
>>26805154
>>26805186
>>26805202
i dont know i ill continue this one
maybe a flashback of the day of the parade and facing anon parents
>>26786800
>It doesn’t really matter where she eats.
>You’ve shared enough meals with Apple Bloom to be used to eating with a pony.
>It is – was – nice, having company.
>”Okay then,” Moondancer responds with a nod. “I’ll get that whipped up in a minute.”
>Another lying pony.
>It’s ten before she trots back into the room, one bowl balanced on her head, the other on her back.
>The hell…?
“Why didn’t you just call me into the dining room?”
>You grab the bowl from her back and stand; she slides hers onto a sidetable with a tilt of her head and hops into the seat beside yours.
>”Well, if we aren’t going to talk, we might as well watch something.”
>She grabs the remote off the table and flips on the TV with experienced hooves.
>Apple Bloom wasn’t anywhere as deft, and she’s spent more time up here than any of the other ponies.
“You… uh…”
>She has a point.
>Watching something is better than staring angrily at a wall.
“You seem pretty familiar with human technology.”
>Slowly, you lower yourself back into your seat as she starts flicking through the available movies.
>”Yeah, well…” the unicorn murmurs, “this isn’t my first time working with humans.”APPLE BLOOM
>Be goin’ inside.
>Ain’t got no choice.
>”Come on!” your friend whines impatiently. “I have to show you something!”
“Yeah, comin’.”
>You look back over your shoulder – Lauren’s already pullin’ out of the parkin’ lot.
>She continues holdin’ the door open for you ‘til you’re in, then follows you herself, lettin’ the door slam shut with a jingle.
>>26811780
>”So, how’ve things been out on the farm?”
“Fine.”
>You step aside, lettin’ the pegasus take the lead.
>She guides you down the aisles of hardware an’ other farmin’ goods, past little pins full o’ baby chicks all chirpin’ away merrily.
>”Don’t you *dare* make a comment about me being their mother!”
>Scootaloo says it good-naturedly, even nudges you with her leg when you don’t respond.
“Oh, hadn’t even crossed my mind.”
>It hadn’t.
>You’re lost ‘bout where that came from.
>”Because… you know… when you and Sweetie called me a chicken…?”
“Oh.”
>Yeah, you remember that. Vaguely.
>Seems like a whole lifetime ago.
>Definitely a whole world ago.
>”I guess that’s a little old,” Scootaloo mumbles, lookin’ down at the chicks for a sec’ before leadin’ you on ‘gain.
“Yeah.”
>She pushes on in uncomfortable silence, ‘til the two of you reach a door.
>Don’t even take her a sec to grab the knob an’ twist it open.
>No hesitation or fumblin’ or nothin’.
>”Hey, Bill –“
>”Oh, your friend’s here?” an old man asks, pushin’ himself up off the ragged sofa that fills most of the tiny room. “Well, heck, I’ll head on out and watch the shop.”
>He edges aside slowly, makin’ room for the two of you to enter.
>Scoots don’t hesitate none, jumpin’ right over the arm of the sofa with a single flap of her wings an’ curlin’ up in the spot the man had just left.
>”Heh, that’s my little Scootaloo,” he laughs. “Nestin’ in the warm spot, just like a baby chick.”
>>26811804
>”Hey!”
>”Well, don’t blame me,” he laughs. “It’s your own dang fault for tellin’ me that story!”
>He slaps his knees ‘fore bendin’ down and holdin’ out his hand to you.
>”I’m Bill,” he introduces himself, “and I’m guessin’ you’re Apple Bloom?”
“Yes, sir.”
>You hold out a hoof timidly – almost jerkin’ away when he grabs it and shakes it.
>”Don’t gotta be so bashful, girl,” Bill chuckles, standin’ up tall. “I know your old host musta been a piece of work, but your new one seems like a decent boy.”
“He…”
>A frown flashes across the man’s face.
>”If he isn’t, you tell me. I’m not so old I can’t whip his ass.”
>”Bill…!”
>”Well, Scoots, I’m not!” he growls back. “He was a few years behind my son, but not so much I didn’t see him from time to time whenever there was a school function. If he’s not treatin’ his ponies right, someone’s gotta let him have it!”
“No… he’s…”
>He’d never accept you back if you told lies ‘bout him.
“He’s wonderful, sir.”
>You want him to take you back more than anything.
>”Well…”
>The man looks at Scootaloo and gives her a little nod – one the pegasus returns – ‘fore turnin’ back to you.
>”If that changes any –“
“He treats me better’n Ah deserve.”
>”Fairly certain that’s impossible,” Bill grumbles, lookin’ up all of a sudden when the front door jingles again. “Well, you two girls have fun. Lemme know if you need anything.”
>>26811820
>He jerks his thumb out towards the shop.
>”Gotta go see what his cityslicker needs,” he says with a smile, steppin’ out an pullin’ the door shut behind him.
>There’s an awkward moment of silence ‘fore Scootaloo pats the sofa.
>”Come on, Apple Bloom, sit down and talk with me.”
“Yeah.”
>You scramble at the tall sofa, ‘til you finally get a hind hoof up on it and pull yourself up beside the other mare.
>”What’s wrong?”
“Nothin’.”
>”Don’t you lie to me,” Scootaloo growls. “I know you better than that!”
“Ain’t lyin’.”
>”Then what’s that shit about him treating you better than you deserve!?”
“The truth.”
>You sigh and rest your head on your forelegs.
>Scootaloo just stares.
>”You’ve changed,” she eventually mumbles, shifting to cross her legs over her chest.
“So’ve you.”
>You nod towards her an’ her all-too-human gesture.
>”Yeah… well…”
>The pegasus hastily uncrosses her legs, nervously fidgeting.
>”It’s been three years, after all,” she says guiltily. “I guess it happens.”
>She’s right.
>It’s been three years since you’ve seen each other.
“It’s all my fault.”
>”What?”
“That we got split up.”
>”What!? No!”
“If… if Ah hadn’t suggested everypony sign up for work relocation…”
>”That’s not your fault,” Scootaloo insists, reachin’ out and puttin’ a hoof on your shoulder.
>You jerk away, ‘fore you accidentally kick her too.
“It is!”
>She don’t get it, does she?
“If Ah hadn’t, we’d all still be together! We all coulda stayed in the camps, an’… an’…”
>>26811835
>”No,” Scoots whispers, shakin’ her head. “No, it was better this way.”
>Even your best friend couldn’t stand bein’ with you.
>”I mean, we got split up, but you know what the camps were like.”
“Yeah.”
>”And… and we’ve got to see each other again!”
“Yeah.”
>She falls silent at how dead you sound.
>Sun, you wish you were.
>Scootaloo sighs an’ looks away.
>”How’s everyone doing?”
“Everypony.”
>”What?”
“Everypony.”
>”O-oh. How’s everypony doing?”
“Fine.”
>She sighs again, crossin’ her legs like they’re arms – like she’s human.
>Maybe she is, far as Bill an’ her are concerned, but it irritates you to no end.
>Reminds you that you’re just a pony.
>Just a stupid filly.
>”Well,” Scootaloo sighs, lookin’ ‘cross the tiny room at a dead TV, “did you see Sweetie?”
“She’s here?”
>She can’t be. Her an’ Rarity – they should be safe an’ in Manehattan!
>”No, not here,” the other mare answers, shakin’ her head. “On the TV.”
“Huh.”
>Good.
“No, don’t get to watch that much.”
>”Oh, o-okay, well, she was on the TV!”
“Good for her.”
>Why?
>”She sung the Equestrian Anthem at the last peace talks!” Scootaloo rapidly and excitedly explains. “They televised part of it! Even gave a little speech about us!”
“Why?”
>”Because she misses us, you idiot!”
“Well, I’m glad she remembers us.”
>You’ve tried to forget her.
>Best not to think about the past, just hope everything turned out alright for the others.
>”Rarity and Pinkie were there, too, representing the Elements!”
>>26811881
“An’ what about my sister?”
>”N-no,” Scootaloo stammers. “Just Rarity and Pinkie.”
>She pauses to sigh.
>”Twilight wasn’t there either. Cadence declared her a war criminal. Promised if she ever caught her, she’d hand Twilight over to the humans.”
“Why!?”
>Scootaloo looks down sadly at you an’ smiles.
>”Well, it’s kinda pretty obvious why.”
“No it ain’t!”
>With Celestia and Luna gone, she’s the only one that can save everypony!
>”She killed so many people, Apple Bloom…”
“Weren’t her fault! The humans –“
>”The humans hadn’t hit civilian targets,” Scootaloo sighs. “She did. She didn’t care.”
“Well, they deserved –“
>Your cheek stings.
>”Don’t you dare say that,” the mare hisses, raisin’ her hoof again. “You’re better than that, Apple Bloom! What the heck is wrong with you!?”
>Ain’t the first time you’ve been hit.
“Well, they *did*.”
>You ain’t got no fear of her hoof.
“Don’t you remember what they did to Ponyville?”
>”Yeah, I do. Don’t you remember that happened after what Twilight did?”
>You shrug.
”They whould have done it anyway.”
>”No, they wouldn’t have.”
>She’s spent too much time with humans.
>You envy her.
“How can you take their side?”
>”There are no *sides* in this, Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo snarls. “We’re all in this together.”
>She throws herself backwards, until her wings are restin’ against the arm of the sofa.
>”We’ve all got to work together. Didn’t you tell us that?”
“Ah was wrong.”
>”No, you weren’t,” Scootaloo insists, shakin’ her head. “Most of the residents here didn’t used to life here. Bill didn’t. He moved here to be near his grandkids.”
>>26811921
>She points past you, back towards the farm – and the pylon’s you’d worked so hard to get up.
>”They’re dead, Apple Bloom. Twilight did that.”
“Good.”
>”Seriously, what’s wrong with you!?” the mare wails. “What happened!?”
“Nothin’ Ah didn’t deserve.”
>”Something did! You’re…”
>Scootaloo pauses, lookin’ you up an’ down.
>”You’re broken worse than Diamond Tiara.”
>The pegasus huffs and looks away.
>”So, yeah, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are here in town,” she says, tryin’ to move on to a different topic.
>She’s clearly havin’ a hard time keepin’ her temper in check.
>”I’ve seen them a few times. I think they work up at Sterling’s. Waitresses, I guess.”
>She doesn’t have a clue.
“Silver don’t, not anymore. She’s on the farm with us.”
>You don’t got the heart to tell her the truth. Way she’s been coddled, you don’t think she could take it.
>“Lucky her!”
“Yeah. Sure.”
>Scootaloo shifts, makin’ herself more comfortable in her spot.
>”Well, seriously, how are the others?” she asks. “How’s Babs?”more later tonight
>>26810260
It's a reference to The Hollow Men, by T.S. Eliot.
>>26811978
god damn scoots you idiot. I know she's "right' in the sense that human beings are generally just trying to live their lives. but fuck she has no idea how cruel that can be and how easy it was for us to destroy entire cultures just because we thought we were above them. Religion is hilariously bloody but when you look past the fascade you start to realize a system of excuses religion is just a very good example of.
Humans will find any excuse to go to war with something if they have something to gain, and they will take no shame in throwing diseased blankets into fortresses and native campments alike. from the base of hunters and gatherers all the way up to the most modern armies have tortured, raped, and humiliated people and felt so proud while they where doing it, that they took pictures of it.
Twilight probably "fucked up." but she was definately not wrong in her likely belief that humanity would do the same and more to all of her people.
>>26812195
it was probably not too brutal of a war up until that point, both sides probably abiding by laws and such, and then twilight goes and does something like what she did and the humans don't really feel like being civil to ponies anymore, once the humans move to be more civil to ponies once again, ponies and humans alike probably shift their dislike from one another to twilight for her actions
humanity can be ridiculously cruel but generally isn't
>>26812195
>Killing half a billion people is justified because humens r meen
>>26812195
Ahhh... Classic /mlp/ misanthropy. I wish i could say it never gets old but... It really does
>>26812381
what did you expect when humans enslave pacifistic friendship pones?
>>26811978
cant wait for more
>>26810626
>>26810970
you stupid piece of shit just forgot the part which EXPLAINED THE ENDING
>>26810137
Wat?
>>26812195
haha
oh wow
get fucked
>>26812195
even in a human on human war what happened would be deemed unacceptable
imagine this, two nations fighting one another, whatever
then one launches a terrorist attack that kills half a million civilians of the opposing side
it goes from being a war to a WAR, I can easily see soldiers that have just heard this news razing a village without a single regret and no one would at that moment dare tell them they were ''acting harshly''
>>26812358
>>but generally isn't
>>26812378
>>implying humans don't do shit like this all the time.
>>26812381
>>facts are misanthropy
ah good old retards, fully willing to pretend humans are wonderful creatures and ignore all our flaws, as if doing so will make everything better.
Humans are fucking monsters, and the sooner we realize this, the better chance we have to not get caught up in our shitty tendancies.
If the humans in this story literally did nothing wrong then it's basically a fucking ass pull. Just look at what humans do to each other.
Typical, no one wants to hear anything bad about humanity, not so surprising when you considered the massive ammount of delusions and hate surrounding anons female friend.
>>26812378
Truly disgusting heretics.
>all this commentary about humans being assholes or not
>no speculation about Scootaloo asking about Babs
>>26812506
>Typical, no one wants to hear anything bad about humanity
nigga you are literally cucking your own species right now what do you expect, humans can be fucked but come on now
but honestly, a revenge attack of unknown detail in response to an attack that inflicts half a million CIVILIAN casualties, who gives a fuck
that is essentially what scootaloo was saying, AB is attempting to defend a lone wolf terrorist who probably made things much worse for her own side
>>26812488
you are a fucking retard, this shit happened in america. no one gave a fuck because welcome to colonialism. The only reason people give a fuck NOW is because of mass media.
Vietnam war crimes happened to, they burned villages and children, simply because they where tired of getting ambushed.
The shit I told you about doesn't disappear just because we "feel" bad about it. it fucking happened, and theres very little indication that the cruelty and violence will ever stop in our world.
today we look upon ww2 as the greatest most positive war we've ever done. the reality is far more brutal. they ignore the japanese internments, the nukes. they ignore the vast ammounts of colonialism we've done before it. the war crimes commited by japan and germany where common practice by the united states, and the situation in germany is entirely the responsability of the nations who left them in the humiliating peace conditions that made it possible for their government to collapse and be subverted by (even more) radicals.
we basically goaded the japanese into attacking us and yet we act like the attack is unprecedented in schools.
>>26807395
That's some sloppy uniform, officer.
>>26812622
wow
its almost as if people have the interests of their own nations at heart
>>26812585
>>who gives a fuck
probably not the side thats aware of what happened to the native americans, thats who.
>>what do you expect
I honestly didn't expect a bunch of retards, but you are right to criticize me, I'm the one who's foolish in believing even for a minute that anyone else out there might have a reasonable view of our negative qualities, and a desire not to shamelessly exault ourselves just because we like to circle jerk. How could I have been blind enough to hope that someone reading this wasn't a hfy retard and actually believed that an accurate assessment of our weaknesses would be indespensible and valuable for not fucking up the next time? but nah, gotta circle jerk, says humanity, learning about how much we suck in order to stop sucking so much sure doesn't feel as good as pretending we're better than everyone.
and the unfortunate truth is that is not hyperbole. from GR15 to christians and muslims, it's all the fucking same.
>>26812645
>>how dare someone be a nationalist and fight a violent predatory species with the worst track record for dealing with lower technological civilizations.
>>how dare you criticize someone for having their own nations interest at heart.
yeah, it's almost as if twilight is not a fucking brain dead moron and realized the human capacity for destruction, and didn't want her people to die or be enslaved. she's just a terrorist.
>>26812622
yeah shitty things happen and continue to happen and we continue to attempt to move forward socially
this is why the west shed feudalism for capitalism, and monarchism for democracy, dystopian industrial conditions for labor unions in workplaces, it's why there is law even in war and why nations cooperate AT ALL
but of you expect us to be some sort of benevolent scholars when it comes to war you are a fool who doesn't understand how hard humans will fight for the concepts that define us whether they are class, race, religion or whatever
>>26812719
Exactly, and therefore must be executed.
>>26812719
there was no indication of any over the top atrocities on the human side, twilight's attack probably fueled hatred that will linger for generations towards ponies, an attack that that could very well make peace an impossibility for who knows how long and brought the war to a new level of intensity
>>26812800
the emperor would be disappointed
>>26812746
>>but of you expect us to be some sort of benevolent scholars
I dont expect us to be, but I know what needs to happen for run-away green house gasses and strife not to destroy us. the fact that we are failing so badly to address it is just another nail in the coffin.
See the thing is, I do understand how hard humans will fight, that's what you are not understanding. the reach of the human ego is mighty, and it has seen 3 and a half whole continents stolen from their people and those people sumarily killed and their remainder enslaved or put into culture destroying schools to deprive them of their identity.
Then, after the "enlightened" west who shed "enslaving eachother/fuedalism" for "enslaving other people through warfare/Capitalism", and adopted more enlightened monarchies or republics. after they stole through their collective efforts the world and had essentially already won. most of the constituant nations fractured over petty infighting and greed. this was not (in most cases) the native culture rebelling but the colonists and parent state turning on one another once there was less to gain from cooperation. the winners continue to fight to this day.
>>26812804
>>there was no indication of any over the top atrocities on the human side because thats certainly not a thing humans would do
ass.
pull.
It happened or its hfy garbage.
>>twilights attack fueled hatred that will linger for generations
thats not how peace works you dick nozzel. see what happened to japan.
>>a new level of intensity
see the first fucking line.
>>26812800
>>26812831
the emperors stance on ponies is litterally genocide, so yeah fuck 40kids.
>>26811978
>“How’s Babs?”
Christ, what now?
>>26812958
>ass.
>pull.
>It happened or its hfy garbage.
what the fuck does this even mean
>thats not how peace works you dick nozzel. see what happened to japan.
we sent troops to keep the peace while we helped rebuild infrastructure and develop a new age democratic state?
there's no taking back what we did but nobody gives a fuck anymore
to be honest though i'm done with this
there's no arguing with someone who would sell out their own fucking species, I hope you get fucking curb stomped, cuck
>>26812800
>>26812831
Humanity is pretty awesome.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDjhFeewAH8
Mastery over land, sea and air is amazing.
I think all of you need to be reminded of the backstory of all this mess. Here you go.
http://desustorage.org/mlp/thread/25842919/#25857351
>>26813030
humanity fuck yeah, basically anthropocentricism taken to 11.
basically what you are saying is that twilight, murdered a billion people, when she has no prior history of commiting such high count destrction, did so for no reason, because humanity, despite having a penchant for real life genocide against people very slightly different from them, did not do anything bad.
>>we sent troops to keep the peace while we helped rebuild infrastructure and develop a new age democratic state?
>>there's no taking back what we did but nobody gives a fuck anymore
equestria would do the same fucking thing, and with their ability to work the weather and earth to their own kind of perfection, they'd be more than fucking able to.
calm down guys! here have some green
>What a night.
>You raise your head to get up.
>a nauseous feeling overcomes you along with dizziness
>emergency stop initialized
“Oh fuck!”
>Better lay down until the storm passes by.
>Better don't move much, just enough to get comfortable.
>Bump
>This is odd, there is something in your bed, its soft... and hairy...
“Oh please, no!”
>”Hmnnmn”
>Processing... please wait
>Okay you are clearly hungover and there is something in your bed and it has short hair
>Maybe you should pretend you are still asleep and nothing happened
>Please be a short haired girl, please!
>”Master?”
>The voice sounds feminine, what a relief
>Processing... please wait
>Master? What kind of weirdo would...?
>You slowly turn your head around to catch a glimpse
“DAFUQ?!”
>Your sudden movement result into a hard headache
“Aaahh! Fuck!”
>”Master, are you okay?”
>Two yellow eyes look at you, well sort of
“Who are you and what are you doing in my bed?”
>”My name is Derpy, I'm your slave.”
“Hold up!”
>You reach for your phone to call one of the guys you partied with yesterday.
>It's ringing...
>”Yes?”
“Hey Jeff, Anon here what the fuck happened?”
>Your can hear him laughing for a few minutes
>”Dude, you owe me 50 bucks.”
“Jeff seriously, I just woke up completely hungover with a pony in my bed what happened?”
>This Derpy is looking at you and well the wall or something, patiently waiting for you to finish your call, while Jeff laughs his ass off.
>”You were so fucking wasted, dude, and after we got thrown out of the club you bought a pony from some shady guy, you drank whiskey out of the bottle shouting you are a fucking cowboy.”
“Oh god, Jeff why don't you stop me for once when I'm drunk?”
>”Because it's hilarious.”
“Fuck you, Jeff.”
>You hang up, lie down again.
“I need some new friends.”
>”Master, is everything alright?”
>>26813098
fucking
AWESOME
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWGLAAYdbbc
>>26813120
I think I saw this one before...
>>26813120
>“DAFUQ?!”
why
>>26813113
>basically what you are saying is that twilight, murdered a billion people
yes
the bit with cadance tipped me off as well as scootaloo's mindset towards events
cadance labeling twilight a terrorist and calling her actions unacceptable lead me to believe that her actions were unprecedented for the atmosphere of the war at the time, scootaloo defending this opinion despite applebloom's mention of something happening in ponyville reinforces those thoughts
>equestria would do the same fucking thing, and with their ability to work the weather and earth to their own kind of perfection, they'd be more than fucking able to.
apparently not, given they were made to work to establish the border to the now wasteland which is unlivable, instead of whatever else they would do to the land, which would probably have at least been a facet in the peace process if it were possible
>>26813187
>>yes
in other words, ass pull
>>apperantly not
equestria negociated a cease fire, they did not win the war. you can only get in there and fix shit when the opposing side actually surrenders you fucking retard.
>>26813154
got postet a few threads ago
maybe there coming more this time
>>26813224
>in other words, ass pull
what the fuck even is this supposed to mean
>equestria negociated a cease fire, they did not win the war. you can only get in there and fix shit when the opposing side actually surrenders you fucking retard.
the ponies were working on the pillars in the destroyed zones, and both of them experienced that the zone was unlivable, if they thought it was possible to repair it don't you think that would be something they would do as part of the cease-fire? it would be the perfect bid to distance the ponies on earth from their pseudo-slave status
Something came into my head today... DEEZ GREEN! HA!
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>Finally.
>You got a pone.
>You asked for the prettiest of them.
>And you paid them quite the amount for it.
>Hope this is worth it...
>...
>...
>...There they are.
>That creepy black van in need of a white text that says 'FREE CANDY'.
>It parks in front of you.
>A tough guy comes out of the van from the left door.
>And another tough guy comes from the trunk of the van with a cage.
>It's covered with a blanket, tho.
"Thanks."
>They hand you the cage and got back to the van.
>Now this.
>The pone.
>She's been silent.
>Must have been trained.
>You got inside.
>Well, now for the grand opening...
>You take the blanket out.
>To see...
>...Shit.
>A blonde white pone with a heart and a swastika on her flank.
>This is not what you thought it was gonna be.
>But the tough guys already left.
>And they looked like they would beat the shit out of you if you did something to them.
>Well, guess beggars can't be choosey.
>She's sitting there, like waiting for you.
>You open that pesky little cage of hers.
>and she finally makes a move, her head still down.
>"Uh... Mein Fuhrer... Habe ich die Erlaubnis zu sprechen?"
"Well what"
>You don't know german.
>Only the Fuhrer part...
>Hehe...
>At least you have an idea of it.
>Does she know English?
>Well it's worth a try.
"You knowen Englishnen?"
>...
>She tilts her head.
>"Leider Fuhrer, verstehe ich nicht."
>You're sick of this.
>And it's been only 5 fucking minutes.
>Are you that sour?
>There was someone.
>A friend.
>He'd been studying German.
>Conveniently.
>Now where is your phone?
>You try to gesture 'You know where my phone is?' with your left hand.
>She tilts her head to the other side.
>Shit, gestures are basic knowledge.
>Well, hooves.
>Now where is it again?
>Right there!
>Sitting there on the main table.
>You're fucking blind.
>You got it and called him.
>*Hello?*
"Hi man."
>>26813285
>>what is an ass pull
it means its a contrived piece of bullshit plot convenience that does not hold up to any kind of peripheral glance let alone actual scruitiny
>>it hasn't happened instantly so they can't do it
Japan wasn't fixed in a day either you retard. it took more than a decade to get back on track, and that was with unconditional surrender.
>>26813340
>it means its a contrived piece of bullshit plot convenience that does not hold up to any kind of peripheral glance let alone actual scruitiny
oh, so it's just you choosing to dismiss what I said
look, cadance viewed the attack as unacceptable and terroristic, and chose to forward the peace process and label twilight a terrorist, this might be suspect given her role as a leader of the ponies forced to do something along those lines, IF NOT for the fact that scootaloo was in total agreement
>Japan wasn't fixed in a day either
but it has been years since the war has either ended or at least be in the middle of an ongoing peace process and nothing has been said to hint that anything like that will or can take place
>>26813406
>>oh, so it's just you choosing to dismiss what I said
as unrealistic and out of character trash yes.
>>look, cadance viewed the attack as unacceptable and terroristic, and chose to forward the peace process and label twilight a terrorist, this might be suspect given her role as a leader of the ponies forced to do something along those lines, IF NOT for the fact that scootaloo was in total agreement
and? what does this change about anything I said?
>>>its been more than that
>>>Princess Cadence and Shining Armor negotiate a cease fire.
>>Story starts.
wrong.
but even if thats the case, it doesn't change the fact that their ability to to control weather means that they have as much ability to affect a post war surrender as any modern human country could do on one another.
Given the shit Equestria has been through, theres no reason to think it's not possible.
>>26813332
keep it coming
this could find some audience in two threads
remember the last shitstorm?
>>26813575
Mmhm
>>26813596
It seems like a shitstorm like this always ends up as two people arguing incessantly, while the rest watch in disappointment.
>>26813636
>disappointment
I find it amusing
>>26794319
Fuck that fat cow, lets throw her out the fucking door.
>>26812958
>Not knowing the Imperial Truth
>Not knowing that the Emperor was perfectly happy to live and let live, as long as nice non-humans paid their taxes
>Not knowing that the KILL ALL XENOS was the High Lords of Terra's idea
Maximum heresy
trump pony as emperor
>>26811978
>"babs"
uh oh
>>26813908
ponies don't engage in glorious melee combat in power suits when they fight, they shoot magic at eachother. so no, theyre pretty much purge on sight.
>>26811978DoctorAlda
>Be thinking about that night three years ago.
>Wasn’t much different than any other night in the camps.
>Dark, dreary, and mostly hopeless.
>Your stomach was empty.
>Likely would be for another day or two, until the trucks could get out here with some food.
>Your nurse smiled up at you, patting your thigh reassuringly.
>”Things are looking up, doctor.”
>*Mostly* hopeless, which was slightly better than normal.
>The first batch of ponies selected for work relocation had just shipped out, freeing up space and supplies for the others.
“I know, nurse.”
>You sighed and picked up the supply checklist.
>Theft wasn’t the problem it usually was in these kinds of places, but you still needed to go over your medicines.
>It could cost a pony their life if you were suddenly short of something you thought you had.
>”Need help?”
“No, there’s not much to count.”
>”I know,” she sighed, looking at the one locked cabinet in the whole building. “I hope we get some more supplies in soon.”
“Me too. This won’t last the week.”
>”Maybe four days if we’re lucky,” she agreed glumly. “And we aren’t due for resupply until the end of the month.”
“That’s only two weeks away, nurse. We’ll make it last.”
>She laughed and shook her head.
>”It’s amazing how cavalier you can be about things.”
“Yeah.”
>Amazing how much a person can grow in three years, isn’t it?
>You used to be such a fool.
”Why don’t you go outside and get some fresh air.”
>>26814833
>The building – one of the few actual buildings in the camp – didn’t have a working air conditioner.
>Didn’t have a broken one, either, but at least you had a solid floor under your feet, not mud.
>Nurse was right, though.
>Things are starting to get better.
>The next batch of work relocation ponies were heading out to some nearby farms.
>You were a smart enough man to know you wouldn’t see any results immediately, but it would certainly help with the food shortages in the long run.
>Couldn’t hurt.
>You had just finished up the checklist when you heard the growl of a speeding motor, the driver frantically pounding on their horn.
>The pony nurse met you halfway to the door.
>”Sir, I think –!”
“I know!”
>There’s only one reason for someone to come here.
>The two reporters met you at the door, carrying a bleeding, wheezing mare between them.
>”She just came out of nowhere!” one of them wailed. “I tried to stop, but the mud –“
>”We couldn’t stop!” the other shouted.
“And you MOVED her!?”
>”I thought –“
>”Over here!” your nurse interrupted, gesturing towards one of your two examination tables. “Set her down!”
>She was right – she usually was.
>There was no time to be assigning blame.
>You stepped over to the sink and quickly scrubbed up as fast as you could.
“What happened?”
>”Like I said,” the cameraman shouted as you frantically washed your hands, “she just came out of nowhere, and –“
>>26814852
“No, not that. Tell me what I need to know.”
>”We… we hit her, and… I mean…”
>There’s a grunt as the two set the mare down on the table.
>”I thought she was fine,” the man insisted. “She said she was fine! And then she just started vomiting blood and collapsed!”
>”So we got her into the car,” the other added. “We thought we should get her to you as fast as we could. Were right about it too, because halfway here, she was barely breathing and –“
“Because you probably punctured her lungs when you moved her. That or her diaphragm.”
>One glove on.
“NEVER move a patient like that!”
>”We were just trying to help!”
“You… you FUCKING IDIOT! Doing what you think is best usually causes more harm than good!”
>In your haste, in distraction, you dropped the second glove on the ground.
>Dammit, that’s what you got for rushing.
“Stop to think about what you’re doing next time!”
>”We… we thought –“
“I brought you here to help… I…”
>This is all your fault. You thought bringing in the reporters to expose the conditions in the camp would help.
“I brought you here to help them, not to kill them.”
>You should have thought it through.
“Get out. Nurse, give her some painkillers.”
>”But, doctor…”
“She’s in pain, isn’t she?”
>Second on.
>”Yes, doctor.”
>You understood her hesitation – your supply wouldn’t last forever.
>Thank God whoever was in charge of resupply hadn’t realized ponies needed only a quarter the dose of an adult human.
>>26814861
>Mask.
>Good enough.
>You spun around and looked down at the mare lying on your exam table.
>Red mane, brown coat.
>You thought you’d seen her around before.
>A think trickle of blood was seeping from her nostrils and mouth.
>Her chest was barely moving.
>Worse of all, she was awake.
>Her eyes followed you.
“Nurse, those painkillers…”
>”Yes, doctor.”
>Syringe clutched in her mouth, the mare trotted over.
>Most ponies had problems using human equipment, but not her.
>She’d practiced. Made sure she could do this right. Caused the patient as little pain as possible. Wasted as little as possible.
>You loved her for that. Still do.
>Carefully, she inserted the needle into the mare’s leg.
>The pony reacted instantly, her chest heaving, bloody foam speckling her muzzle.
“Calm down, she’s just trying to help.”
>The mare panic was clear.
>”I’m… fine…” she gasped. “… just… let me… go…”
“Stop, don’t talk.”
>You gently – very gently – probed her barrel.
>Things that should not have moved move under your fingers.
“Dammit, I was right.”
>”What, doctor?”
“Broken ribs. Probably punctured stomach, lungs and diaphragm. Possible spinal injury.”
>You smiled under your mask.
“I’m afraid we’re going to be up all night, nurse.”
>You knew she would be with you every minute, which made it all the more surprising when she shook her head.
“Nurse…”
>She shook her head again, biting her lip.
“Nurse.”
>Again.
“Get me everything out of the –“
>”No.”
>Her eyes trembled and she cried as she said it, but she still said it.
>>26814871
>”Not until…”
>She looked at the mare lying on the table, then at you.
>”Doctor, we need to talk.”
>There was no time for it, but you followed her into the adjacent room.
>You had to.
>There was no way you could have saved the mare on your own.
>”What are her odds of survival?” the mare asked as soon as you were inside.
“Slim, and getting slimmer every moment we –“
>”Then we can’t, sir.”
“We have to try!”
>”We have to save our supplies for the ponies we can help,” your nurse insisted. “How much would you use, if you tried –“
“All of it, if I have to!”
>”Then you *can’t*.”
“I can’t just let her bleed out on my table!”
>”No,” your nurse admitted, dipping her head, “you can’t. You know what you have to do.”
>You knew what she meant, but you didn’t believe her.
“I haven’t done it yet, and I’m not about to. Now, if you’re not going to help me –“
>”She’s going to die anyway, doctor!”
“Not if I have anything to say about it.”
>”You DON’T!”
>The mare tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn’t.
>”I’ve… I’ve seen you work miracles, but you can’t save everypony.”
“I know, but I have to try.”
>”She’s going to die, doctor,” your nurse howled. “You shouldn’t waste supplies just to keep her alive and in pain for a few more days when they could be used to actually save somepony’s life!”
>>26814886
“Dammit, I said – I don’t have time for this.”
>You angrily stalked out of the office.
“If you’re not going to help me, then just get out.”
>”Doctor…”
“GET OUT!”
>You didn’t watch as she left, but you could hear the door slamming behind her.
>The mare on the table was breathing more calmly, but you knew that was just the drugs.
>It wouldn’t have taken much more to put her down.
>You hated yourself for that thought then, and you still do.
>Blood had run off the table and pooled on the floor.
>Her breathing was so weak, it was a miracle her eyes could still focus on you.
>You nearly slipped in the pooled blood when she spoke.
>”Please,” she had begged. “Please.”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to help you.”
>”Please,” she repeated, “I’m… I’m all she… all she…”
“You’re going to get better, just stop talking.”
>You didn’t even know where to begin.
>Without your nurse, you couldn’t put her under.
>”I’m… all… she has… left…”
>Stopping the bleeding. That had to come first.
>”Please…”
“I’m…”
>Even if she was here, you wouldn’t know how to even begin.
>You had…
>”… please…”
>You couldn’t waste any more time doing nothing.
“Okay, I’m going to get started.”
>But as you looked at the open medicine cabinet – at the mostly bare shelves, and the handful of nearly empty bottles – you…
>You did what you thought was right.
>Maybe it was a mistake, maybe it wasn’t.
>You doubt you’ll ever know for sure.
>>26814905
>What you do know is that nothing you could have done would have saved her.
>”Please,” she had begged one last time as you leaned over her with the syringe.
>It was only a quarter dose.
>Just barely enough.
>It’s all you could spare.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
>She had squeezed those bright green eyes of her shut as you pushed the needle into her vein.
>You were glad you had sent your nurse outside.
>It wasn’t her call to make.
>The mare’s breathing slowed.
>You waited.
>It stopped.
>You waited.
>Fifteen minutes later, you had closed her dull eyes and stepped outside.
>”That… didn’t take long,” your nurse mumbled, looking away.
“I know.”
>”I’m sorry, doctor.”
“So am I.”
>She had hugged you then, her forelegs wrapping around your waist.
>You never felt so grateful for anything in your life.
>That’s why she’s still with you.
>You wouldn’t have let anyone else take her, not after what you two had gone through together.
>Even when blood and bile are splattered across her white coat, she’s still the most beautiful person you’ve ever met.
>”Doctor,” Nurse Redheart hisses at you, giving you a nudge with her foreleg. “Time to get back to work.”
“Yeah.”
>You set down the mug of coffee Minuette had brought you earlier.
“Minuette?”
>”Yes, doctor?”
“A little less cream next time.”
>”Oh, sorry doctor.”
>It had made it the same shade as that mare’s coat.
“Any appointments?”
>”No, but…”
>There’s a pause, making you look up from your coffee.
“What?”
>”Looks like we’re about to have a walk-in,” the receptionist answers. “We’ve got a truck pulling up.”
“Gotcha. Nurse?”
>”Yes, doctor?”
“Think you could do the supply check without me?”
>”Of course, doctor.”more later tonight
>>26814920
>twiligh/tg/ame_night "I HEARD YOU WAS HAVING A GOOD TIME"
>"NOT ANYMORE MOTHERFUCKER"
>>26814955
aaaaaand there's another dustjacket quote.
Gotta write a real novel sometime just so I can use these.
>>26807666
sneak up and sniff Anon's "small" package, and or curl up on his lap or next to him and do that. Just taking a nap with him is acceptable.
>>26807666
>Sleep 8 hours
Not even my superlazy mode can do that.
daily dose of FIREKING WHEN
>>26807302
Knowing the Soviets, they'll probably rape the shit out of them
>>26812506
>wut iz misanthropy
Nigga if you don't know the definition of a word you don't have to get all uppity. Just admit the fact that you are braindead retarded and we can help to try and fix you.
>>26814920APPLE BLOOM
>Be alone.
>”How’s Babs,” Scootaloo repeats, worried at your silence.
”She died.”
>”How!?”
“Peacefully.”
>That’s all the doctor would tell you.
>”Yeah, but –“
“Hit by a car. The same day you left.”
>One left, one died, leaving one little filly, all lost and alone by herself.
>”Oh, Apple Bloom, I’m so sorry!”
>You don’t resist as the other mare hugs you.
>It don’t help you feel better none – you just can’t muster up the oomph to snap at her.
>Was your fault, Babs dyin’, and ain’t nothin’ nopony can say to change that.
“I shouldn’t’ve asked her to stay in Ponyville longer.”
>She was only there for Granny’s funeral.
>Babs should have been on her way back to Manehattan.
>”It wasn’t your fault,” Scootaloo insists, hugging you tighter. “None of it was.”
>But you’d asked her to stay a few days longer, an’ she had.
>Put her right smack-dab in the middle of things.
“Flam is dead, too.”
>She asked.
>You’ll tell her.
“Killed a man an’ had to be put down.”
>More blood on your hooves.
>You can’t blame *him* none for doin’ what he gotta do, but you?
>Flam didn’t have to be the one to skip his pills.
>Could’ve been you.
>Didn’t have to be a unicorn.
>His uncle would’ve been happy with anypony to experiment with.
>”He… well, he killed someone, Apple Bloom.”
>Didn’t have to be him.
“An’ Hematite is still sick. Ah don’t think she’ll ever get better.”
>”That has nothing to do with you!”
“If Ah – if Ah’d just kept my dang mouth shut, we’d all still be together, Scootaloo.”
>The mare’s legs tighten around you, squeezin’ till you can hardly breathe.
>”It’s not your fault, Apple Bloom,” she whispers into your ear.
>>26816380
“It is! Ah just keep tryin’ to do what’s right, an’ nothin’ works out! Babs didn’t even get out of the camp!”
>”Hundreds did,” the pegasus murmurs. “That place was a deathtrap, Apple Bloom. You saved us.”ANON
>Be surprised.
>Moondancer stayed true to her word.
>Hasn’t asked you a single question, not even if you wanted to watch Dark City.
>She’s gone back into the kitchen for seconds, but you’re still on your first bowl, staring blissfully at the paused screen.
>You still can’t tell if this movie is horrible or amazing.
>Same with this mac n’ cheese.
>She put… something… in it.
>It’s good, but different, and you’re not entirely sure if that makes it actually bad.
>You’re staring curiously at it when Moondancer comes back in.
>”I can get you some more, if you want.”
“No, this is enough.”
>Her bowl is overflowing – again.
“You seem to be enjoying yourself, though.
>”Yep!” she answers with a wide smile. “I haven’t had this in… well… ever since I came to the farm!”
>She giggles, dropping the bowl on the side table.
>”Well, I guess it’s not exactly the healthiest, most nutritious meal, so…”
>The unicorn shrugs before climbing into her chair.
>”I mean, it makes sense,” she mumbles, squirming happily. “But yeah, I am enjoying myself.”
“And the movie?”
>”I haven’t seen it in even longer.”
>You sigh and look back at the screen.
“I think I like Apple Bloom’s taste in movies better?”
>”Oh? What does she like to watch?”
“Crap. But at least I know what to think of it.”
>The unicorn laughs and restarts the movie.
>You sigh.
“Dammit, I wish Apple Bloom was here.”end for tonight
>>26816412
snuggle unicorn please
Aim for wrapping up my story (actually this time) tonight if anyone is still reading. It'll probably be a small update, but I didn't want to half ass it. I might stick around for a bit after I post, but otherwise you probably won't see me around much.
>>26816637
Woop. Looking forward to autismAnon and dentist pone.
>>26816637
I've been waiting and waiting.
looking forward to to conclusion to one of my favorite stories
Now am prepared to be saddened that it will be over.
>>26816502
snuggle? only snuggle?
>>26816637
If you leave us, Minuette is next.
