''100th Thread" Edition
Previous thread:>>27180940
Archive of /nst/ greentext stories:
http://pastebin.com/6DRjCgDQ
Wiki:
http://nst.wikia.com
Tips for potential writefags:
http://pastebin.com/V1ujiyJt
http://pastebin.com/whCQ2GpX
http://pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3
All Human Twilight Sparkle content, such as greentext stories, art and discussion go here.
The original (and recommended but not required) prompt:
>"Uhhh, mmm... Anon? W-what are you doing after school?"
Writefagging, drawfagging, discussion, and other SciTwi-related content are highly encouraged during "down time" (or when the thread begins to slow down due to lack of content). New green, drawings, etc. are highly encouraged during these times
Notice
post any /NST/ pastebins that have not been added to the archive
Special Thanks to: EqGWF, OP, BBSA, Jeff, Chronos, HiHiPuffy, JC, MLBB, Instantcoffee, Dot, Nohooves, Nude, Iceman, Ses, Babonk, That one writefag who is writing the teacher story, everyone who wrote a oneshot or a small story, those editfags who made the peanuts edits, and finally every one of you guys who helped make this thread into what it is today
I Love you guys
Stick around for this one because some Writefags will come back
First
Second for TwiTwi
>>27241421
It begins.
SCIENCE FOR THE SCIENCE GODS!
>>27241444
TRIPS CONFIRM
WE GIVE SCIENCE TO TWILIGHT, THE SCIENCE GOD
According to Desustorage, with this post, the word Dykeshit has been posted 494 times
>>27241478
DYKESHIT DYKESHIT DYKESHIT
DYKESHIT DYKESHIT DYKESHIT
500 dykeposts for the 100'th thread!
I am in Love with this cute sperg
WAKE ME UP
>>27241490
600 dykeposts for the 100'th thread
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>>27241421
>#100
Congratulations!
>>27241520
Thanks
may your dykeshit be gay and its love be strong
Reminder that the Sad Clown Prophecy will still happen
>>27241421
Wow, 10 months later and we finally made it. Quite remarkable.
Here's a short story: I found NST in mid July of last year and I thought it was a great general because Twilight was muh waifu and all.
The stories were interesting and all the other crap in the thread was as well. It seemed like it would be great forever.
Then after the movie, in late September, there was a slew of dykeshit and shimmerfags to destroy my precious thread. No matter how much I flailed and raged, they never left, in fact they became more obnoxious.
Yes, I was the one who complained and rustled everyone's jimmies from time to time on the condition of our thread, the reason why I don't post anymore is because my shitty computer doesn't connect to the captcha and thus, won't let me post. I'm using alternative means right now.
I will probably never forget NST or the memes we spawned but after a while the drama gets old, and so do the stories with 1000 words per update that I haven't dared to read since January.
This will probably be my final post on NST.
Goodbye, I love you Twiley!
>>27241444
Silver tiosulfate is used to change the sex of the seed on cannabis.
>>27241509
Please, stop.
>>27241520
Hello Faps, long time no see.
>>27241421
most obsolete general on the whole board
>>27241538
>This will probably be my final post on NST.
but AnonTHE RIDE NEVER ENDS
>Goodbye, I love you Twiley!
you are a good man Anon
ONE HUNDRED THREADS OF DYKESHIT
IN A BOARD FULL OF SELF-INSERT HAREM GREENTEXTS
HOPE YOU ALL HAD FUNbecause I certainly have
>>27241538
>in late September
This is a lie, amigo, dykeshit has been posted since thread #1 or at the very least Sunlight shipping pictures.
>>27241550
I thought that was fingerbang or /ntt/
>>27241579
fingerbang recently got a rebound so they are less obsolete
/ntt/ is really very obsolete sad to what happened to it
>>27241568
It just wasn't so much is probably what he meant.
Twilight will rule this thread like she did with Canterlot High
>>27241602
>implying Twilight didn't already rule this thread
>implying Twilight didn't already rule our lives
thatspeanutsAnon
>>27241497
Wake me up inside
Who would have thought that this girl could be so much fun
Post your favorite story and why
For me its Boringlight because it is so simple and fun
>>27241497
Is everyone ITT Twifags or do you waifu some other background horse like a filthy plebJEFF MANGO?Coco is cute, no homo
Pic related is m'waifu
>>27241674
>tfw when BoringLight getsengagedwith Sunset
>>27241675
as far as I know a lot of people here, probably 1/3 of us, don't have a Twifu but really love this place anyways
but I love my Twifu
>>27241685
This is how I felt the whole story
>>27241537
Get. Hype.
>>27241538
History! Thank you, DykeshitGuy. Enjoy your post mortem title of TrueOP c:
So here's the updated pastebin! I barely remember any of last night, so have at it!
>Forgot to post Lem's fight music last night
Shame.
http://pastebin.com/rtxmZtha
And yay 100! We did it!
>>27241703
Friendship was Unexpected, but Friendship is great JC
>>27241674
I can't pick a favorite, but the space-based multiverse stuff was really fun to read. Alphabet organizations are wacky and hilarious.
>MUPPET
>HST
>USSR
>>27241712
It sure is nonnie c:That picture inspired half of the story to come!
>>27241674
Sperglight, spergs are cute
>>27241722
I also liked the multiverse stuff it was a lot of fun
Would youtake careof drunk Twilight?
I know I would
>>27241749
I miss Twilights of NST too
"Barkeep, another round!"
>You wave him over to your tiny party, his eyes rolling.
>"You could just whistle or something, it's not like I wouldn't hear you."
>He gestures across the barren tavern.
>T:"Oh shut up and get us something fruity this time! Trixie's feeling exceptionally happy tonight!"
>The bartender glances at Moons and Anon, both of which just tap on their empty glasses.
>"You jackasses are lucky you tip so well!"
>M:"Yeah yeah, you know you love us."
>As he stops away to prepare your poison, the four of you continue to chatter.
>A:"So, what should we do tomorrow? I'd recommend something but..."
"But you have no idea what the options are?"
>A:"Basically. With infinite options it gets sort of intimidating."
>T:"Trixie says we consult the SAUCY and FRIENDLY Sunset! She knows how to have a good time!"
>M:"I'm not against that, after the shit ideas SOMEONE at this bar has had it can only work in our favor!"
"Hey! I'll have you know that wrestling John Cena was a dream of mine since I got out of high school!"
>M:"You never even graduated!"
"I'm a fucking TWILIGHT! I was BORN with a graduation gown!"
>Moondancer narrows her eyes at you.
>M:"In any case, aside from Trixie she's the least sheltered when it comes to the multiverse. If Trixie is out of ideas, Sunset is our best bet!"
>As the bartender places your drinks, you whip out your phone and drunkenly text her.
["Hey you Shimmigrant slut, what should we do tomorrow? <3"]
(AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION TIME! What should the team do for the 100th thread? Quote this to make it easier to find! Happy Thread 100!)
>>27241774
Lets throw a party
https://youtu.be/cER1ADQiEpI
>>27241774
That reminds me
Reember anons to try and write something even if you are bad at it
>>27241774
>Sunset texts:
["I told you not to call me that, stupid fascist pig!"]
["Anyway, I heard Downtown Twilight Land is throwing some wild festival or another. Open bar and everything."]
>>27241774
>it's a multiverse bar episode
I am erect
>>27241421
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cER1ADQiEpI
HAPPY #100 YA'LL!
>>27241774
>not fucking with the space time continuum for a cage match with the Champ
Our time is now
Side note guys, I'm going to be free all day and plan to keep writing until I finish whatever mini arc I start today, so if I don't finish tonight/ in thread 100 don't worry it will get done!Also if I get my groove back maybe a bit more Trainer scilight...
>>27241774
>"hey, girls!"
>"can i join?"
>>27241421
>''100th Thread" Edition
>mfw I started this general with my shitty prompt
>>27241774
There is only one choiceTengen Toppa Gurren Lagann: Featuring Dykes
>>27241894
That was you
I made the first thread and this one
And a bunch in between
Is there any story where Twilight ruins everything
If not then I will do it for my thread 100 story
>>27241926
OP (Sperglight) made 2 to four, and I made 6, 7, 8, and 9, and then he made the rest.
>>27241889
"Stick your hands up"
>"What is the meaning of this"
"You are going to prison for conspiring against Twilights"
>"B-but I didnt do anything"
"Then why is there a penis in your pants"
>"Its mine"
"Is it? Guards arrest this criminal"
>>27242044
I also made 3
and the majority of threads that were created by Anon after that were me
Including ones where OP was unable to post threads
So during the last 40 threads are there any new Emerald SaviorxTwi stories?
>>27241421
Oh my god.
I am this guy who writes the teacher story.
Thank you so much for mentioning.
I can't describe how happy I am now.
I'll write something. I promise. And I promise to learn how to use these "spoiler" thing.
And I'll try to add pictures to my posts.
Thank you again.
All of you.
>>27242077
there is the guy who writes the teach story and a few one shots
and I just noticed he is right below you
>>27242091
I love your story and a shortcut for doing spoilers is "ctrl + s" while replying
>>27242091
We're glad you're here, family
Got called into a 9-hour rehearsal because the theater people are cunts. Will post the Traplight three-way late tonight. Sorry for he delay dudes.
CUTEST SPERG
>>27241421
We made it, lads. We may be on life support, but we made it nonetheless. It's been my pleasure and honor to shitpost with you all.
>>27242155
Fucked up trip. It's me tho.
>>27242155
Ill be waiting
>>27242091
Glad that you are here, fampai.
>>27242067
Just to be clear I am not >>27241894.
I am the Anon who told you he made some of the first ten threads some threads ago.
Also I need some Trumplight.
Some music to pass the time: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzsiE44Lz_w
>>27242118
>check Teacherlight
>there only 169 lines
I thought it was longer
maybe he just didnt update the paste
>>27242221
was to >>27242199
Midnight is the best villain
>>27242155
Dam those theater people
dont they know that fanfiction is better
Happy 100 everyone
>>27241774
>>27241788
>>27241827
>>27241889
>>27241921
>You get a response, but before you can read it the door to the bar opens. Trixies old bounty gear starts to chirp wildly.
>?:"Hey girls! Can I buy you a drink-"
>Trixie shoots without looking up from her drink, instantly killing the new customer.
>A:"Trixie what the fuck!?"
>T:"Shit! Sorry... Old habits die hard!"
"Were they at least worth something?"
>Trixie taps her display a few times and shakes her head.
>T:"Eh, its comparable to a bottle deposit. Not worth dragging them to the bounty office."
>Moony lets out a low growl, shooting a portal beneath the corpse and closing it the second it's through.
>M:"Go clean up the blood, we'll call you over if we come up with something."
>Trix pouts, removing her cape and tossing it over Moondancers head in protest before marching over to the gore puddle.
>You return your attention to the phone, examining the message.
>S:["I told you to call me that ONLY on Orgy Planet, stupid fascist pig! ;^)"] ["Anyway, I heard Downtown Twilight Land is throwing some wild festival or something. Open bar and everything!"]
["Damn it, we're already getting drunk down the road from you! ...Sorry for not inviting you actually, come on down to the tavern and we can just talk in person!"]
>S:["Yeah, thanks for the invite ;/. I'll be right over!"]
"Hey Trixie, Sunsets walking over so make sure she doesn't slip okay!"
>Trixie salutes, meanwhile you convey the news to the love birds to your right.
>A:"Twilight land? That sounds fun and all but... I don't know, you can only party it up in the same place so many times before it becomes bland."
>Moondancer nods, placing her palms on her cheeks.
>M:"I kind of miss the action we USED to get into honestly. Before you basically became tech Jesus."
>You grasp the Element of Magic pendant, sighing in agreement.
"Yeah, not that living an adventures life isn't great; but I could really go for a bit more challenge!"
>M:"...Well, we never took down MUPPET."
>>27242518
Yay MUPPET! Please more hijinks.
Endless twilight
/b/ light
/tg/ light
/sci/ light
/co/ light
/ck/ light
/r9k/ light
/jp/ light
/a/ light
/v/ light
/pol/ light
/c/ light
/soc/ light
/int/ light
/k/ light
/mlp/ light
>>27242518
>>M:"...Well, we never took down MUPPET."
YES
we're going to rebuild /nst/ and make those Moondancers pay for it
>>27242653
don't forget
/biz/ light
/sci/ light
/a/ light
/fit/ light
/cgl/ light
/his/ light
/asp/ light
/wsg/ light
/adv/ light
/x/ light
>>27242696
>>27242653
just realized that you already mentioned /sci/light and /a/light. I'm illiterate.
>>27242603
>>27242677
Keep in mind that I'll be posting at leisure though, I usually pre-write so this time all the posts are going to be pretty spread out. Hopefully more writers fill the time gaps.
So. Thread 100, huh? This is happening.
Anyways, here's 40klight.
>In the grim darkness of the distant future, there is only war.
>The planet of Equestrius in the Gothic Sector of the Segmentum Obscurus is under siege by the forces of Chaos.
>Its home regiment, the Canterian Rangers, has been sent to drive back the heretics....
>“Landing zone is hot,” the pilot says. “Fifteen seconds.”
>They were always hot.
>To be a member of the 45th Mechanized Battalion was a death wish.
>Here were sent the green recruits, fresh out of training.
>You were lucky to have survived for this long given the soldiers you had.
>The medic next to you seems to be quaking in her boots, eyes shifting back and forth rapidly, fiddling with what looks like a pendant of a small hare around her neck.
>Another seems to be quite gregarious, jabbering incessantly about how this is going to be “so much fun,” jumping about like a bouncing betty, while another humors her with hopes for kills, glory, and medals.
>A fourth is polishing her armor, for what little good that will do, and muttering about to look good in the heat of battle, for some reason.
>The fifth rolls some sort of plant stalk between her teeth and tries to get a nap beneath her wide-brim hat, apparently oblivious to the din of the shuttle engines.
>In the back, a techpriest enginseer sits, no doubt simply being taken forward to repair some piece of ordnance far more valuable than the lasgun-jockeys filling the rest of the aircraft.
>“Five seconds.”
>You check your lasgun charge pack and boltpistol magazine, ensuring that it’s full, and mutter a prayer to the Emperor.
>You’ll need His help today.
“Get ready,” you order to your squad.
>The shuttle lands with a loud thump.
>The dark interior ignites bright red.
“Go! Go! Go! No retreat! For the glory of the Emperor!”
>Six soldiers, including yourself, head into the din of battle, followed by the techpriest.
>>27242736
>Red lasgun shots fly into the dust, haze, and smoke, along with the chatter of heavy stubbers and the bass drum-like banging of a lone autocannon.
>You duck into a trench and set your lasgun against the parapet.
>As you aim to take your first shot, a guardsman’s head next to you is turned to crimson pulp by a bolter round.
>Ignoring the warm blood oozing down your left cheek, you line up and take your shots at the onslaught of coming heretics, mechanically slicing through flesh with bolt after bolt of hot laser energy.
>In your peripheral vision, you watch as the techpriest performs the rites of the Mechanicus, applying sacred unguents to a disabled Lehman Russ that, before the landing, had been providing fire support against the horde of demonic servants, swinging back and forth a censer of smoking incense.
>In the same brief instant, the new agriworld farmer of your squad was gored by a long, spiked tentacle as she attempted to break out of the trench.
>The mutant in turn falls to an autocannon shot, blasting its arm off and sending it flying like a fumbled javelin throw, the rest of its body turned to so much red paste.
>Next to fall is the armor-polisher, taking at least 15 autostubber rounds to her arms and torso as a crazed cultist bursts through on the left flank of the trench, only to have his head popped by a boltpistol shot.
>While the medic tries to patch her recently fallen comrade up, then ease the pain as the efforts become more and more hopeless, another cultist breaks through and cuts her in two with a chainsword.
>You line up a shot and take off his head in revenge.
>The Lehman Russ on the edge of the line rumbles to life and spews acrid black smoke from its exhaust, and, with the detonation of its heavy gun, launches a mammoth shell into the ranks of the enemy, evaporating two entire squadrons of foul Chaos servants into red mist.
>>27242747
>Believing that victory is at hand, the two last remaining members of your squadron go over the top and disappear into the dust and smoke.
>You can’t determine which would be worse: if they were captured by cultists or simply killed.
>It doesn’t matter.
>They were simply the latest.
>Dozens have been lost under your command.
>No matter how hard you try, they always meet the same fate.
>Either they die by the enemy, or they by your own hand, as your duty as a member of the Commissariat requires.
>No retreat.
>For the glory of the Emperor.
>And, no matter how many you lose, there is always more to replace them, bred from the trillions of local stock of the hiveworld of Equestrius or brought from the quadrillions of the Imperium.
>Maintaining your precision, you keep your lasgun sights steady, your trigger finger ready, your shots deadly.
>Mutant and cultist alike face the wrath of scarlet energy beams.
>Bit by bit, the tide seems to stem, fewer stumbling misshapen forms running from the dirt brown haze.
>“Is it over?” you hear someone shout.
>As if on cue, an artillery shell explodes overhead, knocking you into the mud.
>You get up and stabilize yourself, readying for the next attack, your ears ringing beneath your helmet, only to be forced flat by another shell.
>You crawl over to a dug-in hole in the trench, trying to get any cover you can from the barrage.
>Earth and cordite showers you as shell after shell falls on your position, each one nearer to you than the next, until, finally, one lands so close it collapses your cover and throws you into the muck.
>So, this is how it ends, you think in your lingering consciousness.
>An indistinguishable robed figure looms above you.
>With the artillery booming overhead, the world fades to black.
>This is the end.
>You awaken in a medical tent, a figure in red robes, except for a purple stripe around the cuffs, standing above you, observing some ticking devices and muttering a few prayers.
>>27242757
>A dozen tubes and wires extend from the priest’s head from various ports beneath the hood, and his or her hands (the gender of the priest indeterminate from mere outward observation alone), currently handling a vial of red liquid, presumably blood, are almost entirely mechanical, are covered in circuit lines and circular implants, the fingers replaced with robotic replacements.
>A long, metal tentacle extending from the techpriest’s shoulder is currently plugged into your right arm, a stream of clear fluid being injected from a spiked tube.
>“Oh, good. You have awakened,” she says, her voice distinctly female beneath the tinniness of her respirator vox unit. “I was beginning to believe that you may not recover from your injuries. Severe internal bleeding. Ruptured eardrums. Concussion. The auto-sanguine should serve to that....”
>You attempt to lean up from your medical cot, only to find a searing pain run through your abdomen and forearms.
“Where am I? Who are you?” you ask, wincing.
>“A medical tent. You were one of the few who I managed to salvage from the front lines. As for me, my designation is Nu-Sigma-Tau-Thirteen-Forty-Two-Prime-Dash-Mu-Nine-Zero-One-Eta-Alpha. Though, you may refer to me as Sublustris Scintillula. And you?”
“Solis Caelitum. Junior Commissar. Canterian Rangers, 45th Battalion. What is a techpriest doing taking care of soldiers? Where’s the medic?”
>“All of the medicae personnel were killed in the attack. As I have been blessed by the Omnissiah with the gift of the auto-sanguine, I believed it would be efficient for me to assist as many as I can.”
“Yeah, well maybe you should stick to your lasguns and Chimaeras, Cogpriest.”
>Scintillula does not give you a response, simply cocking her head to one side, then turning to some medical instruments, chittering in indecipherable techna-lingua.
>The machines beep and tick, as if chorusing in response.
>>27242775
>The tent flap opens, revealing an imposing, broad-shouldered figured in a heavy, epauletted greatcoat, a dark blue cap with a signature golden winged skull and a red brim placed firmly on his head.
>Beneath the hat is a heavily scarred face, the right eye replaced with a mechanical counterpart.
>Similarly, the glove over his left hand reveals some visible wires and tubing near the wrist, though how much of the apendage has been replaced remains a invisible beneath the coverings.
>“Solis Caelitum,” he addresses you.
“Lord Commissar Lustrus Armis,” you reply. “What brings your glory to this humble servant of the Emperor?”
>Lustrus Armis turns to some of the mysterious machinery.
>“How many battles have you fought in, Junior Commissar?”
“I have... lost count, sir.”
>“You have fought in exactly 17 battles against the forces of Chaos, including this one, and you have survived all of them,” the commissar says. “Your record of subordination is minimal, and those who have defied your orders have swiftly met their deaths at your hand. Do you know what this means, Junior Commissar?”
“No, sir.”
>“It means that you are an exceptionally gifted servant of the Emperor, and, as such, you are being promoted.”
>Armis hands you a scroll, bearing the mark of the Schola Progenium at the top and his signature at the bottom, both in red ink.
>“Once you are able to stand, you shall receive your chainsword and a proper boltpistol, as opposed to this shoddy piece of workmanship here.”
>Armis disdainfully picks up your boltpistol and hands it to the techpriest, as if he were giving her a piece of refuse to dispose of.
“Sir, I am greatly honored and much appreciate this gesture, but -”
>“But what?”
“What of my casuality count?”
>“What of it?”
“The fact that no soldiers have survived under my command.”
>He thinks for a moment.
>>27242782
>“Losses do not matter as much as victory, Commissar Caelitum. The soldiers are under your command are Munitorum property, and nothing more. What matters is their loyalty and willingness to follow your commands, not their lives. There are plenty more where they have come from. Soldiers are... expendable. What matters not is the casualities, but the effectiveness.”
“Understood, sir.”
>“This is the first of many lessons you will learn as you reach higher command. It is, perhaps, the most important lesson. But, to get to the more significant point, you will be taking control of the 45th Battalion, and Magos Sublustris Scintillula will be the appointed Techpriest in your service. She is also in contact with the 39th Nova Stygia Tyrannos Ironstrider Cavaliers, where she has previously served as chirurgeon.”
>The techpriest seems to make no note of this, continuing to tend to her machines, a chattering servo-skull now assisting.
>“I trust that you two have made the acquaintance?,” the Lord Commissar asks. “The Magos was most careful in retrieving you from the wreckage of battle, almost uncharacteristically for her kind. Perhaps she recognized the value you carry in this campaign as one of our most effective officers.”
>At those words, the techpriest looked over to you, if briefly.
>“Well, once again, Commissar, my congratulations on your promotion. I hope that you shall be in full fighting form soon.”
>Lord Armis exits through the tent flap.
>“The Commissar’s analysis of my actions is completely incorrect,” the techpriest says, suddenly.
“You were merely the last one alive, other than myself. I simply tried to save as many as I could. It was a logical choice of action, I believe. I knew nothing of your importance to this campaign.”
>You say nothing in reply, and the techpriest continues no further, quickly turning back to her machines once again.
>>27242796
>A large holomap of the lines of trenches is projected in front of you, markings of battalions of troops painted in their colors.
>You and your fellow commissars stand around it, waiting for your briefing to begin.
>Hovering about you, sometimes literally, are the various auxiliaries of the regiment: priests of all ranks, both Munitorum and Mechanicus; a handful of Inquisitorial staff, investigating the Chaos incursion on the planet; and a lone psyker, lurking in the shadows away from the crowd of people, her nose firmly stuck in a book.
>Around you swarmed dozens of servo-skulls and messenger servitors, bearing scrolls and dataslates.
>As if on cue, Lord Armis enters with his retinue of other higher-ranked commissars.
>“Is everyone here?” he asks. “Excellent. There is much to discuss. First, Commissar Solis Caelitus, I would like to hear your report on the recent battle with the 45th Battalion in sector 6. What happened?”
>You get up from your seat, saluting the Lord Commissar.
“Our forces had routed the Chaos cultists as they attacked the first line of trenches, with the addition of support from one of our Leman Russ tanks. However, the heretics then launched a massive artillery barrage that eliminated much of the battalion’s forces deployed to that sector. I estimate our losses at approximately 560 guardsmen, plus the tank. Fortunately, due to efforts from the 107th and 59th Battalions on the flanks, the breach in the line was filled before the Chaos forces could break through to our secondary lines.”
>You had learned of that last part from the commanders of the 107th and 59th, who had lost a total of 300 men between them as they re-took your lost position from the cultists.
>>27242155
HYPE.
>>27242813
>“Thank you, Commissar,” Armis says. “We are at an impasse with the forces of Chaos. They continue to send their forces into our lines, and we continue to repel them. Due to their air defense network and artillery forces, we cannot break through their lines. Due to the strength of will of our men, they cannot break through ours. Retreat is, of course, not an option, but, if we do not make a breakthrough soon, the Chaos forces will bleed us faster than we can draw up replacements.”
>“If I could make a suggestion, Lord Commissar Armis,” a tinny voice speaks up.
“Magos Scintillula. What... suggestion... would you make?”
>“A recent detachment of the 39-Nu-Sigma-Tau Ironstrider Cavaliers recently performed reconnaissance operations of the Chaos artillery positions, with great strategic success. If we could perform a similar operation, with greater numbers, we could possibly outflank the Chaos forces from the northwest, and eliminate the threat of their artillery,” she says.
“Yes, but do we have the forces to make that risk?”
>“What remains of the 45th are at your disposal,” you state.
>“As is the 91st Cavalry,” says their commander, Lieutenant Colonel Musculus Femoris.
>A few other commissars and other officers volunteer their men for the assault.
>“The 39-Nu-Sigma-Tau Ironstrider Cavaliers will also assist. We will merge our command structure with the 45th Battalion, so as to reinforce that weak point.”
“Very good,” Lord Armis says. “With the combination of the rapid strike force of our cavalry and ironstriders, plus the raw strength of the mechanized and armored battalions, I think we may be able to make a breakthrough. We shall attack at dawn, tomorrow.
>The Lord Commissar unsheathes his powersword and lifts it over the map.
>“For the glory of the Emperor!” he shouts.
>The other commanders soon follow suit, revealing their blades and clashing them against the Lord Commissar’s and repeating a peal of “For the glory of the Emperor!”
>>27242736
>I go away for half a hour
>come back to IceMan posing 40klight
Thank you Emperor
>>27242828
>Lifting your chainsword, you raise clang it agains the others.
“For the glory of the Emperor!”
And so concludes Chapter 1. I will get to work on Chapter 2... eventually. Anyways, Pastebin and all that jazz:
http://pastebin.com/eQ8a4LBcOh, and I came up with a better title for this than the one I was using for the Googledoc and didn't call it that at the beginning. Oh well.
Anyways, comments, criticism, whatever. All appreciated. I'll be here. Enjoy your thread.While it lasts.
>>27242840
And the Emperor thanks you, humble servant.
>>27242518
>>27242736
>MUPPET
>40k
>Traplight threesome coming later
>probably more stories
>mfw
>>27242908
Come post with us, nonnie c:
>>27241674
I like BBSA cause it's a totally rad adventure!
Hey guys, let's talk about this.
>>27242936
>Come post with us, nonnie c:
already writing something
![running_hetalia_chibis_by_silverwyn-d35y69b[1].jpg](https://i.imgur.com/mTC3QuV.jpg "running_hetalia_chibis_by_silverwyn-d35y69b[1].jpg")
>>27242653
>/int/ light
It would be hilarious. Like hetalia but with colorful pastel girls and dank maymays.
>>27242938
clearly its fake
twilight and indigo do not have breasts that large
>>27242938
This reminds me the ZapCuck idea that never happened
>>27243009
write it for thread 100
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRHNPOaoQzc
>>27241421
Soooo, did EqGWF ever come back at all? Like, any indication that he's alive? I want my closure, god damn it.
>>27243088
EqG is alive andmightcome back for this thread
>>27241675
superior magichorse waifu reporting in
>>27241531
Thanks!
>>27241539
And you too!
>>27241712
Cute!
>>27242155
Jeff!
>>27241774
>>27242518
All of my moar.
>>M:"I kind of miss the action we USED to get into honestly. Before you basically became tech Jesus."
fuck
>>27243088
People keep asking if I'm back, and I haven't really had an answer, but now, yeah, I'm thinking I'm back.And to be frank I'm not going to write R9KLight in thread 100. I can't just jump back into a story 200k words in and expect what I write to not be shit. Perhaps there can be a short read-along or something to get peeps up to speed. Or i can just spoil what was supposed to be the remainder of the story (Treehugger and Rainbow Dash cuck Twilight and then everyone dies)
Anyways, I'm probably going to be writing a few things in here that aren't r9klight. And brag about the fact that I wrote Trumplight before Trump was cool. And I might write this >>27243009
>>27242938 but I'll see.
>>27243182
I am glad you're back
>mfw
>>27243182
Okay, you know what, fuck you. We're all waiting for thread 100, for your return, to finally get r9klight back, and you just flat out revise to continue it? We've been waiting for almost a fucking year. I checked this fucking thread every fucking day. Fuck you you narcissistic piece of shit, if you think we want your stupid leftovers when we have been waiting for r9k for months. Get out. Fuck off.
>>27243182
>Quoting my favourite movie.
I love you even more, senpai.
You could re-read r9klight and then write it in some weeks. We have waited for so long I don't think people will mind.
>>27242653
>/pol/ light
Wouldn't that just be Princesses Clara?
http://youtu.be/FGIt_UftXSQ
>>27243257
if you are here for only r9klight you should leave
>>27243182
i want to believe you fucking faggot you
>>27243257
Was gonna tell you to fuck off, but then I realized you were purposely trying to chase him off. EQGWF fics are good, and r9k should be back when he's ready.
>>27243182
Get hype
>>27243182
>Anyways, I'm probably going to be writing a few things in here that aren't r9klight.
More dykes and shitting on emerald savior? Oh... yay I guess...
>>27243300
Fuck you. Trying to get him to leave? I just wanted my r9klight. But if he's coming back to just write random cuck garbage then he can leave. He's never written anything worth a damn aside from r9klight which is fucking godly.
>>27243295
This thread exists because of that fucking fic.
>>27243330
>This thread exists because of that fucking fic.
I know I created nst
but I am saying if you are only here for r9klight and to act like a ass you should leave
>>27241675
>shit-talking Coco
NO. YOU FUCKIN DO NOT.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO YOU'RE MESSING WITH? I'M JEFFERSON H. MANGO YOU SACK OF SHIT. I INVENTED SWORDS AND I EAT URANIUM FOR BREAKFAST. I'LL RAPE YOU SO HARD YOU'RE FUCKING GRANDCHILDREN WILL BE BORN WITH PROLAPSED ASSHOLES.
FUCK YOU.
>>27243182
WHAT IS HYPE MAY NEVER DIE
/r/ing Trumplight if r9k isn't on the table yet, hyped to have ya back m8
>>27242518
"You know what, you're right! They just kind of gave up on fighting us, but other Twilights are still being hunted!"
>A:"That's true, I guess it is kind of dickish of us to just frolic across the multiverse when our alternate selves are in danger."
>M:"Yeah, but only Twi has the fire power to stand up to them. If we just sent her to fight the entire M.U.P.P.E.T. base planet it would be suicide."
"What if I just rainbowed the entire planet like I did Frog land?"
>M:"Well you COULD do that, if you don't mind murdering all the innocent captives and anyone else who might be innocent on the entire planet."
"...Okay I see your point. We could work on making more suits?"
>A:"Wouldn't you need more elements, and Alicorn wings, and Mithril-"
"Okay fine so THAT'S out as well! What CAN we do then?"
>T:"We could pilot a giant robot and fight them like in Trixies Japanese Animes!"
>The three of you all turn to Trixie, who's bouncing excited next to the now clean hardwood.
>A:"Pffft. Trix I'm fairy sure building a giant mech would take just as long if not LONGER than finding the remaining elements!"
>S:"We don't have to build an entire mech, just the RIGHT one..."
>Sunset enters dramatically, marching forward confidently until Trixie slams an open palm into her breast to prevent her from walking in the fresh puddle.
>She blushes lightly, stepping around and continuing her explanation.
>S:"I've actually studied a lot of, um, exotic media? I think I know just the right short cut to make this feasible!"
"A-are you saying... We can actually MAKE a MECH?"
>Sunset offers a hand as she gazes into your velvet eyes.
>S:"I'm saying we can PILOT a fucking mech!"
>Moondancer chugs her drink, slamming the glass just light enough not to shatter it.
>M:"I'M IN!"
"Sign me the fuck up too! Anon, Trixie, pay the tab! We have to go to the laboratory!"
>Anon raises a hand to object, but acknowledging the badassery of what's to come decides not to.
>A:"God speed ladies, god speed!"
>>27243330
I missed this a lot, the power of shitposting EQGWF can get from people has always been amazing.
>>27243182
I hope you missed this too.
>>27243382
Y'know I love me some (You)'s
After taking care of some irl shit I will get to writing. Trumplight for certain. Then something else. A mystery ficit's a mystery to me
>tfw we might get another GOAT fic like Too Many Waifu instead of endless mediocre r9k meme green
>>27243391
WE'RE GONNA BUILD A WALL
>>27243391
>>27243391
>>27243391
>>27243391
>>27243391
Here's some (You)the first hit is free
>>27243435
Someone write some writefag lewd about eqg going for (you)s
>>27243377
"Get in the fucking robot, Anon"
>>27243442
I actually screencapped it but I am not going to post it out of respect for him.The BBSA and Chronos one was pretty lewd.
>>27243442
POST IT
>>27243473
Awww shit, I forgot that lewd of me exists! And with best Bro no less!BBSA is just as cool as you think he is, top tier.
>>27243442
>"Please... oh please god I need it"
>EQGWF struggled to jump up as the (you) was held up out of reach
"No can do. You know I'm just here for r9klight"
>"B-b-b-but I can't do it! It's too embarrassing! Can't I just suck you off instead? Or maybe blogpost about PAPER?"
>You guide EQGWF over to the desk where the laptop is waiting for dank memes
>You put your hands on their tight buttocks as they bend over the keyboard
"Write"
>EQGWF begins writing about Emerald Savior getting cucked and Trumplight becoming the next president
>With every line you thrust your cock again into EQG's trap ass
>With every thrust you give a (you)
>With every (you) EQG types more and more furiously, posting thousands of words in the course of a night
>r9klight returns, Anon dies alone, and fucking RD the top cunt gets run over by a semi like she fucking deserves
>As Discord finally gets shot in the face by Shining Armour you cry out and ten months of semen make a glopping sound as they flow endlessly into EQG's perfect buttocks
This takes place around like 3400
http://pastebin.com/U41EtFwC
>You don't understand the true meaning of "hyperactive" until you've been in contact with an overjoyed Trixie
>When the three of you pull into the motel, she practically yanks your arm out its socket
>"COME ON, TWILIGHT! THIS IS TRIXIE'S FIRST SLEEPOVER IN TWO YEARS!"
"Heh, yeah..."
>Has it really been that long?
>Feels longer, but shorter at the same time
>"COME ON, COME ON! WE NEED TO HAVE A GIANT PILLOW FIGHT! AND WATCH A BUNCH OF SCARY MOVIES! AND GOSSIP ABOUT ALL THE PEOPLE YOU DON'T LIKE! AND PLAY MONOPOLY! AND HAVE A THREE-WAY!"
>Despite not drinking anything, you still manage a pretty impressive spit-take
>Next to Trixie, Anon's face goes red
>"Uh, Trixie, I don't know if that's such a good--"
>"WHAT'S WRONG? DON'T YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH TWILIGHT?"
>Now it's your turn to blush
"Uh, Trixie..."
>"WHAT? WHY ARE YOU GUYS LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT? DON'T YOU LIKE HAVING SUPER-INTENSE THREE-WAYS? WE CAN GO ALL NIGHT! TRIXIE BROUGHT PLENTY OF SUPPLIES!"
>"T-Trixie! It's out first night together in two years, and you want to... to..."
>"WHAT'S WRONG? DON'T YOU WANT ALL THREE OF US TO GO AT IT ALL NIGHT, STRUGGLING TO COME OUT ON TOP?"
"I think Anon wants this to be special, Trixie. Like, you know, just the two of you."
>"JUST THE TWO OF US? BUT TRIXIE BROUGHT THREE DECKS!"
"Wait, what?"
>Trixie reaches into her backpack, and pulls out three different stacks of Yugioh cards
>"SHE EVEN HAS HER DUEL DISK!"
>>27243537
>it's fucking yugioh
I have no words. I... I can't even properly react. The appreciation for how perfect it is and the burning hatred of getting robbed of my threeway seem to cancel each other out perfectly
Fuck You
I Love You
Alright!
I don't write nearly enough anymore. I miss those days when I cracked out twenty posts every other night for you guys, but you know what? Today's a special day, and I'm going to try live writing a bit for the first time!
>>27243391Crack dat soulja boy
(you)
>>27243514Chronos is a pretty awesome guy too, but I'm sure most of ya'll already knew that
>>27243566
oh fugg I remember when BBSA was going at it like a freight train. Those were good days.
>>27243537
lmao dude neat
>>27243564
>thinking that's the end
>>27243537
>"TRIXIE SYNCHRO-SUMMONS SILVER EYES AZURE DRAGON! NOW YOU CAN'T TARGET ANY OF HER DRAGONS FOR THE REST OF THE TURN!"
"...shit."
>You glance down at the field, where two Sakuretsu Armor cards lay in wait
>Guess you're fucked
>"TRIXIE ATTACKS YOU DIRECTLY! SIX THOUSAND POINTS OF DAMAGE! GRAH!"
>As if the sting of defeat wasn't enough, Trixie accompanies the attack with a pillow to the face
>And damn, can she hit hard
>Is that what they teach you at fancy troubled-girls private school?
>How to rape someone with a pillow?"
>"TRIXIE WINS AGAIN! VICTORY DANCE!"
>Trixie jumps to her feet, engaging in the lewdest victory dance you've ever seen
>Apparently private school also teaches some pretty impressive striptease technique...
>You turn your eyes away, only to be hit in the face by Trixie's hoody
"Trixie! Calm dow--"
>Trixie is now almost topless, her chest covered only by a wizard-hat patterned bra
>"TRIXIE LEARNED THIS DANCE FROM STARLIGHT!"
>>27243605
>the year of the Lord 2016
>sakuretsu armor
triggered
>>27243605
>>"TRIXIE LEARNED THIS DANCE FROM STARLIGHT!"
holy kek
>>27243514
Of course I know he is cool, not everyone has the balls to kill Jeb.
>>27243622
seriously D Prison is strictly better. Put some effort in Twilight
>>27243537
For a moment I thought that it gonna be the third attempt to write a proper Traplight story.
>>27243605
>Trixie is now almost topless, her chest covered only by a wizard-hat patterned bra
>"TRIXIE LEARNED THIS DANCE FROM STARLIGHT!"
L-lewd.
>>27243605
at this point I think starlight is just a sex addict who manipulates autists and girls with dicks
>>27243182
I'm the one you responded to in the first place. I can understand that you wouldn't want to start R9KLight again, I find that most of the time in games like Factorio I basically have to sit down from start to finish. Like, if I play for 6 hours, save and then leave, I'll end up just never loading the save again. My point is I can understand not wanting to continue after, like, 8 months. If it came down to it I would rather you just spoil the ending. Assuming the ending wasn't shit garbage like what you said here.
That being said, what I REALLY want is more Scilight Zone. That shit was fun on a bun.
>>27243675
That comes later.During the novelization
>>27243605
>Her sweatpants hit you next, knocking you onto your back
>She steps over you, gyrating her hips as the dance continues
>As soon as you see her starting to slide her panties down, you're out of there, army-crawling out from between her legs
>"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE! TRIXIE HAS DEFEATED YOU! NOW SHE WILL CLAIM HER VICTORY!"
"You're insane!"
>"A TWO SYLLABLE WORD FOR ANY DUELIST TOO GREAT AND POWERFUL FOR SCRUBS LIKE YOU."
>She follows you, dipping down as if to teabag your face
>You curl into the fetal position, praying for forgiveness for whatever sin may have lead you to this
>At that moment, the door opens
>Anon steps in, his arms laden with snacks, and catches sight of Trixie mid-"dance"
>"I, um... I think I forgot to get the, uh... Mountain Dew. Be... be right back..."
>He tries to duck out, but Trixie runs after him, still in her underwear
>"WAIT! YOU NEED TO GET CODE RED! CODE RED IS THE BEST!"
>"Trixie! Put some clothes on!"
>"NO! TAKE TRIXIE TO GET MOUNTAIN DEW!"
>"Not until you get dressed!"
>"TRIXIE DOESN'T WANT TO! SHE NEEDS HER MOUNTAIN DEW!"
>Anon gives you a pleading look, but you just laugh
>Christ, it's good to have her back
>It takes a full five minutes to convince Trixie to put her hoodie back on
>She refuses pants, but hey, it's the small victories
>The three of you head back to the store, picking up enough Mountain Dew to drown a small horse
>Along the way, Trixie grills you for information on literally everything that's happened
>"DID ANYTHING COOL HAPPEN WHILE TRIXIE WAS GONE?"
"Not really. Mostly the same."
>"DID YOU KILL TRENDERHOOF?"
>>27243688
she's an equal opportunity sexual predator with the philosophical rigor to justify her actions.and i find it positively bonerific
>>27243720
I'm not saying I'll never continue it, but that just going "okay time to write r9klight!" after being off it for so long would undoubtedly end in shit. I need to get reacclimated to it.
Anyways, thanks. I have a few plans for what to do. Still need to deal with some irl stuff (small papers and homework; I'm about to finish college) but after that I'm going to get back into the swing of writing here tonight.
>>27243720
He didn't said he isn't going to write ever again, he said not now.
Besides the man is back, I would expect r9klight to start again in the next few weeks.
>>27243779
>small papers and homework
Daily reminder that he never finished PAPER.
>start writing two hours ago
>keep on seeing updates and green
>cant write because the green is so good its distracting me
>>27243779
Sorry, small whats?
>>27243726
>"A TWO SYLLABLE WORD FOR ANY DUELIST TOO GREAT AND POWERFUL FOR SCRUBS LIKE YOU."
I think I love you.
>>27243832
She's the queen of bullshitting, what do you expect?
>>27243726
"No..."
>"WHY NOT?"
"I dunno. Guess I forgot."
>"HA! IF TRIXIE HAD BEEN THERE, SHE'D HAVE PULLED OUT HER KATANA..."
>Trixie grabs up a bottle of soda, swinging it like a sword
>"THEN SHE'D TELEPORT BEHIND HIM!"
>Trixie jumps forward, taking a moment to post in midair
>"THEN SHE'D SAY, 'YOU HURT TRIXIE'S FRIEND! AND TRIXIE! PREPARED TO BE DESTROYED, NERD!'"
"Yeah? What next?"
>You glance over at Anon, who looks like he's about to suffer cathartic arrest fueled by some combination of mixed shame and love
>"SHE'D SAY 'FACE OBLIVION! UNLIMITED TRIX WORKS!"
>Trixie swings the bottle in a wide arc, making little *shing shing* noises as she does so
>The cap explodes off the bottle, soaking Trixie, you, and then Anon in a stream of fizzy, cherry-red soda
>"NOTHING PERSONNEL, KIDDO!"
>She throws the bottle into the air, screaming
>Anon drops his head into his hands
>"Trixie..."
>"YES?"
>He grits his teeth
>"...I love you, and you're amazing. Please don't ever do that again."
>"OKAY!"
>A sopping-wet, cherry-scented Trixie pulls the both of you into a hug
>>27243885
>teleports behind u
ow the edge
>>27243885
/nst/ Trixies are so good
best tardfu
>>27243885
>"THEN SHE'D TELEPORT BEHIND HIM!"
*unshlucks katana*
>>27243948
Trixie is best girlI want to rescue Trixie from her suicide attempt
>>27243961
>/nst/ Trixies are all depressed as fuck secretly
>it comes true
this general is scary
>>27243987
also we got the whole sperg thing write with friendship games
>you will never have a threesome with trixie and twilight
why live?
>>27243885
>Back at the motel, and after a round of showers, the three of you plop down around the TV
>Trixie still hasn't given up on the nudist kick
>She emerges from the shower wreathed in steam, with the towel tied over her shoulders like a cape
>And that's all she's wearing
>"T-Trixie!"
>Immune to Anon's scolding, Trixie struts across the room, and plops down into his lap
>You chuckle, and are immediately pulled into a very wet, very intimate Trixie-hug
>Man, you really need to get better at avoiding these
>"SO! WHAT DO YOU GUYS WANNA WATCH?"
"Well..."
>"ARE YOU GOING TO SAY EVANGELION? BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT TRIXIE THINKS WE SHOULD WATCH!"
"You know, I was."
>"WOW! TRIXIE IS PSYCHIC!"
>She touches her fingers to her temples, staring intently at the TV
>When it fails to turn on, she frowns
>"IT WOULD APPEAR TRIXIE HAS EXHAUSTED HER POWERS."
"It's okay. I'll get it."
>You jump up to your feet, grabbing your laptop to hook it up to the TV
>Trixie jumps up after you
>"AH! TRIXIE'S POWERS ARE OUT OF CONTROL! PERILS OF THE WARP!"
>She grabs you, and shoves you into the TV
>It's immediately smashed in the way only an obsolete LCD screen can be
>"TECH SCORN!"
Alright, pausing here for now. Gotta get back to the next four hours of rehearsal.
>>27244093
>you will never fuck Trixie(or any other "bad girl") in front of Twi while she wears a chastity belt
>>27244125
Trixie is special. Very special.I'm already at half-mast in anticipation.
>>27244125
>with the towel tied over her shoulders like a cape
she is so cute
>>27243377
>Back at the lab Sunset explains the basics of what you have to build. It's basically a big ripoff of the Lagann from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann only more Twilighty.
>S:"It may seem weebish as hell, but according to my research it should actually work! The spiral energy in the show works just like rainbow energy does in real life! We can pretend we came up with it on our own..."
>You place a hand on her shoulder, with Moony on the other.
"Sunset, no judgement, we're all fucking trash here."
>Moondancer nods in agreement.
>S:"T-thanks guys! In that case... there is ONE design I had in mind!"
>The three of you work tirelessly into the night, it takes a little longer than anticipated even with three genius brains at work, but after a few days you manage to finish and get your much required rest.
>The morning after, you unveil the new machine to an eager Trixie and Anon.
"Prepare yourselves, this is pretty much as nerdy as anything could ever get!"
>You pull back the sheet, revealing a five foot tall Alicorn Twilight head made of a mixture of different metals, including every little scrap of unused Mithril the five of you had combined.
>The design of the machine resembles what you'd get if you fused a unicorn and a digimon honestly, having sharp angles and armor like ridges. Beneath are four small cylindrical legs for maneuverability on land.
>A:"Uhhh... This isn't what I had in mind when you said 'Mech'."
>Trixie practically drools on it as she examines every detail.
>T:"Please tell Trixie this is what she thinks it is!"
>M:"Everything you can dream and more Trix! Hope you're all ready..."
"Because we're declaring WAR!"Going to take a nap because reasons, will continue either later tonight or at work tomorrow depending on how I feel when I wake up.
>>27244125
>>27244341
>WAR
War has changed
>>27244137
>Twalot was raised by a crazy religious mother.
>Gets abused for every "sinful" thing, including masturbation.
>Velvet also checks her virginity by weekly viewing her vagoo and pooper.
>Twalot secretly starts dating with [definetly not a self-insert character].
>Lets him to fuck girls around while she's watching.
>>27244137
>with enough practice Twilight can orgasm on command
>>27244448
>>27244598
Damn, my boner needs green about submissive Cucklight.
>>27244803
then she reads and writes fanfiction on anon
>>27244995
>>27244125
Trixie would be the kind of autist to play the "lol I push my powers and explode my own head" psyker
>>27245046
trixie would be the kind of autist to head into the eye of terror and try to fight horous
>>27244448
>Cucklight
N-No pls
>>27243885
>This
>Not a Super Saiyan Blue with Super Kaio Ken parody.
Alright, let's go!
>Be Twilight’s Big Brother, Shining Armor
“Someone oughta shut this place down.”
>You frown up at the neon red sign as it flashes the name of your former employer
>Joe’s Tavern, a crappy little watering hole that you blew a few years of your life away working in
>In a way, you’re pretty happy you got fired
>You hated this fucking place
>Hell, if you had everything your way you probably would’ve torched this place like Bulk torched Zap’s strip joint
“Ah shit, Bulk…”
>You rub a hand over your face as memories of your former partner-in-crime rush back to you
“Alright enough of that!”
>This was supposed to be your night
>Your sister was getting worried about you
>Funny, considering how freaked out you always were about her these days
>Even after the two of you finally dealt with Indigo and after all the… changes she underwent, you couldn’t help but worry about her safety more than ever
>Still, you promised her you’d try to relax tonight
>So you decided you’d go out and grab a drink to clear your head a little, then you’d come home for Twilight Time!
“Hell yeah."
>You grin to yourself as you take a quick look through the alley way
>No cars parked, place is probably deserted
>More importantly, you don’t see Joe’s car
>Cracking a smile, you stroll up to the front door and let yourself in
>Immediately, you're greeted by a familiar face, one that goes from its usual disgruntled scowl to a rather bright smile
>”Hey Shining!”
>Your raise up your hand and wave as you approach the bar
>Wearing a somewhat ragged black sweater, one that seems a bit small around her chest, stands a girl who’s only about as old as your little sister
>Her eyes light up behind her pair of thick black rimmed glasses as you take a seat in front of her at the counter
“Hi Moony. How ya been?”
>”Better! A lot better!”
>>27244341
>Five foot.
That's only 1.52 meters
>>27244448
>cuckold fetish
Mods! pls remove this anon from the premises
>>27241674
I enjoyed Stalkerlight the most, but others were great to
>>27245164
>She seems to be in a bubblier mood than usual
>Is she just happy to see you, or…
>”I’ve got really great news!”
“Oh? What’s up?”
>She stands as tall as she can and leans over the counter toward you with that energized grin
>”My father FINALLY got a new job! He starts tomorrow, and this is my last night in this fucking shithole!”
“He did? That’s fantastic!”
>She hops back and grins as she puts her hands on her hips
>”How could you stand this place? Joe’s the biggest asshole I’ve ever met, and he’s always giving me this creepy look. Ugggh!”
>Your smile crumbles apart
“Creepy look? What kind of look?”
>Her smile starts to fall as well
>”Oh you know… it’s nothing, I’m going to be out of here tomorrow anyway.”
“Hey, he never made you… you never had to—“
>”God no.”
>She exhales a puff of hot air as she turns her nose up to you
>”As if! I’m not THAT desperate.”
>You chuckle at her
>Considering what she was willing to do to make some cash before, you couldn’t honestly know for certain if she was that desperate or not
>Still, as you’ve come to known her you’ve realized that she’s a lot tougher than she looks
>She’s got a lot of pride in her, it’s pretty impressive
“Well good. I’d hate to hear that something like that happened to you here, especially after I got you this shitty job.”
>”Yeah…”
>She looks away and rubs the side of her arm
>”I uhh, I really owe you one. You and Cadence, I don’t know what would have happened to me if… i-if—“
“Don’t worry about it.”
>She lifts her head up and smiles back at you
“Now, how about a drink?”
>”Sure! I’ve gotten pretty good at this, what do you want?”
“Just a beer is nice.”
>”Coming right up!”
>>27245275
>She places a big frothing mug of beer down on the counter as you lean back into your chair and glance over the place
>Looks like as much of a hole in the wall as you remember
“Thanks!”
>You peer at Moondancer over your mug as you begin to gulp it down
>Lowering it back onto the counter, you sigh contentedly and ask her something that’s been on your mind for a while
“So, I haven’t really seen or heard much from you at all since… well, since you came to see Twilight in the hospital.”
>”y-Yeah, that was a pretty crazy day.”
>She places a hand behind her neck and cracks a somewhat nervous smile
>”How the Hell did you do any of that?”
“Any of what?”
>She knits her brow as she leans against the counter and speaks just above a whisper
>”You know?! You KILLED five guys! How the fuck did you, i-I mean…”
>Raising your mug back up to your lips, you sip your drink as you wrack through your thoughts
>You suppose that day was when the shit really hit the fan
>The more you think about it, the happier you are that Moondancer kind of fell out of the picture
>You don’t even want to think about how much danger she could have been in if she was around for any of the shit that went down after that
“Yeah, well… I guess you could say I was kind of prepared for something like that to happen.”
>”What? You were preparing for something like that!?”
>You look down at the mug in your grasp and chuckle a little
“Heh, yeah. Kind of paranoid right? I guess I’m just always expecting the worst…”
>She frowns as you go through more of your beer
>”I wouldn’t put it like that. If it wasn’t for you, then—"
>Moondancer’s eyes drift up from you as the front door to the bar opens up
>"Anon, darling--"
>You ignore your girlfriend's call.
You know perfectly well why she's calling you.
>"Anonymous--"
>She calls out for you again.
>Trixie glances at you from the copilot's seat.
>"Sounds like someone's in trouble," she mutters with a grin, before shifting her attention back to her book.
>The cover is mostly blank with the exception of [DEUS VULT] scrawled in overly gothic font.
>You look for somewhere to hide.
>Box. Compartment. Anything.
>"Hiding won't help, Anonymous."
"Shut it, Trix."
>You pull out a bunch of unneeded things like oxygen tanks and emergency supplies from under your seat.
>The resulting space looks large enough for you to squeeze in... with some help.
>"That's barely large enough to fit your head through."
"Trixie, you aren't helping."
>Another call, this time it's more thunderous.
>"ANON, GET YOUR ASS DOWN TO THE GALLEY THIS VERY SECOND OR GOD HELP ME--"
"Fine, fine!"
>>27245660
AST? holy crap this is amazing
>>27245660
>"What in the world is THIS?"
>Twilight doesn't even wait for you to make it through the door.
>She's pointing at an all-too-familiar looking site on her HST TwiPad™ (Designed in Californeighia, patent pending).
>It's the Power Ponies board on Channel4.org.
"Look, babe, I can explain--"
>"You've been writing greentexts about us this whole time??"
>Twilight is absolutely livid.
>"The adventures and state secrets that are supposed to be, you know, SECRET? And the stuff about us doing... doing..."
>You've never seen her face this red before.
>"...p-p-private couple lovey dovey stuff??"
>"As if that's a secret to anyone with ears," you hear Trixie muttering, clear as day through the paper-thin walls of The Rainboom.
>Twilight buries her crimson-red face in her hands.
>You cough uncomfortably.
"I-I had to vent somehow! Besides, the events may be true but the characters are PONIES! The whole storyline is so ludicrous that no one would even believe a word of it--"
>Your excuses are cut off abruptly by a flying TwiPad™ aimed squarely at your face.
>>27245677
>Back at the helm, you sulk in the pilot seat with bandages on your nose.
"Of all the magic you're familiar with, healing isn't one of them. How typical."
>"That requires an intimate knowledge of human physiology, Anonymous," chides Trixie, slapping your hand away from your face. "Don't touch it, or you'll make it worse."
>You grumble.
"I really need to pick my nose."
>Trixie rolls her eyes.
>Several minutes of uncomfortable silence later, the comms console startles the pilot pair with a ring.
>[Incoming video call from: UNKNOWN NUMBER]
>You and Trixie exchange startled looks. You reach over and hit the accept button.
"H-hello?"
>A familiar visage fills the screen.
>"Hello, silly spoon! Long time, eh?"
>The toothpaste-haired milf flashes a grin in the same manner you've seen her flash her breasts.
"U-uhm..."
>"I know, I know. I should've stayed in touch! But you know how busy Moondancer and I have been."
>"Actually, we haven't," interjects Trixie. "How have you been, Minuette?"
>"Oh, this and that! Wait a minute--"
>Minuette leans into the camera, squinting a little. The lower half of the video fills up with manic rifle-pixie cleavage.
>You look away, blushing furiously.
>>27245698
>"My, my," Minuette frowns. "Whatever happened to your nose, silly spoon?"
>You sigh.
"It's a long story."
>"It can't be longer than whatever you're packing in your pants~"
>The pale-blue mercenary eyes at your bulging crotch, winking seductively.
>You curse your stupid, traitorous penis.
"I really would rather not--"
>Trixie cuts in rather inconveniently.
>"MINUETTE, do you remember the Power Ponies image board Anonymous frequents?"
>Oh, for fucking fuck's sake.
>Minuette thinks for a second.
>"Why, yes! Channel4 dot org or whatever? Isn't that a website for little girls?"
>"Yes, it is. You see, Anonymous and Twilight got in a fight because--"
>This is the worst day ever.
>>27245440
I missed your writing man. I know you never got as much attention as some others in the thread but you have a fan in me. Good to see you writing something for us.
>>27245719
>After a round of laughter at your expense, Minuette calls over Moondancer to "catch up on things."
>You wonder at Minuette's definition of the phrase as she retells the gossip with lascivious embellishments.
>Laughter, gawking by Moondancer, followed by more laughter and more gawking.
>As much as you hated being laughed at, you couldn't help but start to chuckle at some of Minuette's exaggerations.
>You even begin to join in on the banter, feeling slightly better about yourself.
>Was this her intention all along? To help you laugh it off?
>"Well, that's enough gossipping for me tonight."
>Minuette stretches and yawns, and boops Moondancer on the nose.
>"You can stay on for a bit longer if you want, just don't stay up too late."
>"Gee, thanks mom," grumbles Moondancer.
>Minuette chuckles, and leans in for a kiss. The resulting exchange is damp enough to be illegal in some states.
>Trixie breathes heavily, not looking away for a second. She silently mouths something along the lines of "teach me sandpie."
>You look away, their wanton display of affection stirring your innards hollow.
>You wonder if things would ever be the same between you and Twilight again.
>"I, uhm," stammers Trixie. "I need to use the shower. For a while."
>>27245736
>You and Moondancer chat for a while, reminiscing about all the crazy adventures you've had, the crazy last-stand at the HST headquaters, among others.
>"So," starts Moondancer, after running out of things to reminiscent about.
>She digs out the half-dozenth cigarette of the call and lights it casually.
"So."
>"The truth is--" she blows strings of gossamer-thin smoke at the screen.
>"--The truth is, I've read your greentext. Well, most of it, at least."
>You raise an eyebrow.
>"Entertaining stuff, I must admit. Although I don't appreciate you portraying me as that sweaty shut-in nerd pony with an autistic axe to grind."
"I... Thank you?"
>"No problem," she sucks on the cancer stick again, burning through half of it in one go. "I'm actually a big fan of Power Ponies myself."
>You nod quietly, not sure what to make of this revelation.
>So like a socially well-adjusted normlperson, you decide to ask her a show-related question.
"Wh-who's your favorite pony?"
>"Masked Matter-Horn," she says without hesitation.
>Of course.
>"And don't give me that "Masked Mary-Sue" crap or I will clog your inbox with copies of [Miami Connection]."
"Miami what?"
>"Minuette never stopped ordering them," she says with finality.
>It's clearly not a topic to be pursued any further.
>>27245660
>>27245440
>>27244341
>>27244125
>>27243779
>>27242861
I think I am going to have a stroke.
I love you senpaitachi.MAKE /NST/ GREAT AGAIN
>>27245746
>"Look, man, I'm not the one to shove my nose into friends' relationships--"
>She takes a drag before snuffing out the dying cigarette.
>"What do you think pisses Twilight off more -- the fact that you wrote smut based on the actual sex you've had, or that you've done it without her permission?"
>You open your mouth to speak, only to close again in realization.
>Seeing your hesitation, Moondancer nods in approval.
>"Yep. I've known her for years, Anon. She can be kinkier than Minuette if you get her in the right mood."
>Oh, you're more than familiar with *that* facet of Twilight.
>Minuette takes out another cigarette and fiddles with it for a moment.
>"You still haven't apologized to her, have you?"
>You raise your hands in defense.
"H-hey, I already tried to explain myself to her, and--"
>"And it didn't go too well because excuses aren't apologies."
>She shoves the cancer stick between her lips, letting you mull over her words.
>"Just do it."
"I will."
>"Yesterday you said tomorrow--"
"Actually, it all happened today."
>"Don't let your dreams be dreams."
"Moondancer--"
>"Take that lavender pussy and JUST--"
"MOONDANCER, I SWEAR TO GOD"
![[hentai dialog].png](https://i.imgur.com/SjG4Kxw.png "[hentai dialog].png")
>>27245762
>You quietly shuffle your way to the cabin, stopping at the door leading into Twilight's quarters.
>You raise your hand to knock when you hear muffled groans.
>Huh?
>You slide the door open slowly, wedging yourself in quietly.
>In the usual Twilight fashion, the room is cluttered with various papers and complex books covering sciencey subjects from across the multiverse.
>On the far end of the room is a vaguely Asian room divider, with Twilight's bed behind it.
>The bed you've spent countless nights in, doing *things* with Twilight.
>And the current source of the muffled groans.
>You tiptoe your way through the familiar clearings in the scholastic disarray.
>Just a few feet away from the bed, you hear another moan.
>It's unmistakeably Twilight's.
>"N-nonny~"
>This is getting weird.
>You make it to the partition and peek around it.
>There's the bed.
>And there's Twilight, reclining against a pile of pillows.
>You see her left hand holding up the HST TwiPad™ (Designed in Californeighia, patent pending).
>It's unmistakably displaying the Power Ponies board on Channel4.org.
>Her right hand disappears into and beneath her purple panties.
>....NO way.
>>27245784
"Twilight?"
>"AaaAAARUGH!"
>Twilight's right hand slips out of her panties lightning-fast.
>She hurriedly locks her TwiPad™.
>"A-a-a-a-anonymous! Hahahaha! I th-thought you'd be in the cock sleeve. STEVE. COCKPIT."
"Were you just...."
>"Reading research papers, yes!"
>Twilight breathes heavily, wiping her hand on a wad of tissues.
>"S-sweaty hands, amirite? Heh heh heh.... heh..."
>You stare at her, unimpressed.
"That was Channel4."
>"Nope."
"Power Ponies."
>"Most definitely not."
>Taking a hint from your conversation with Moondancer, you decide to prod her with show references.
"Masked Mary-Sue--"
>"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT MASKED M--"
>Twilight slaps her hands over her mouth, too little too late.
"HAH, GOTCHA."
Hey Faggots,
My name is John, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are fat, retarded, no-lifes who spend every second of their day looking at stupid ass pictures. You are everything bad in the world.
Honestly, have any of you ever gotten any pussy? I mean, I guess it’s fun making fun of people because of your own insecurities, but you all take to a whole new level. This is even worse than jerking off to pictures on facebook.
Don’t be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I’m pretty much perfect. I was captain of the football team, and starter on my basketball team. What sports do you play, other than “jack off to naked drawn Japanese people”? I also get straight A’s, and have a banging hot girlfriend (She just blew me; Shit was SO cash). You are all faggots who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.
>>27245806
>>27245784
>>27245762
all this meta
I love it
/nst/ is great again for one glorious thread
![press [B] to stop her from evolving into a raging she-demon.jpg](https://i.imgur.com/lB7ZHVZ.jpg "press [B] to stop her from evolving into a raging she-demon.jpg")
>>27245806
>Twilight rolls her eyes in resignation, pouting all the while.
>"Fine. FINE. I may or may not be a Power Ponies fan, and I may or may not find some smut to be entertaining--"
>She looks away, clearly blushing.
>"--and may or may not have enjoyed the smut written by someone who may or may not be Anonymous..."
>Twilight gets her angry edge back again.
>"L-look. It doesn't matter whether I enjoyed reading it or not. You... You wrote about us! You wrote about all the intimate details we shared... without telling me... and-and-and..."
>You shut her up with a hug.
"Look, I'm sorry that I wrote all that... about us. Without permission."
>You hear Twilight breathing deeply, taking in your scent.
>God, you love it when she does that.
"Even though the characters are made up, I shouldn't have written so frankly about our lives without consulting you first."
>You meet your lips with hers briefly, gently stroking her lavender face.
"I'm really sorry."
>>27245845
>Twilight's eyes dart between yours.
>Suddenly, she grabs your face in her hands and pummels you with the deepest kiss you've had in a long time.
>Her tongue gently wraps and embraces with yours, numbing your senses with sweet, lukewarm, and distinctively Twilight-y flavor.
>You feel yourself being pushed backward towards the bed.
>She breaks the kiss abruptly, and shoves you into the bed.
>The lavender predator wastes no time hopping on top of you, peeling off her tank top.
>You feel her erect nipples rubbing against your chest as she does *that* crawl up your torso, ending with her face pressed against your neck.
>A wave of goosebumps wash over your body as she douses your ear with warm, airy whispers.
>"A-anon... Can I inspire y-you for some smut?"
>"He can," says Trixie, from the other room. "If you'd let me find my earplugs first."
>>27245845
My Little Pony: Privacy Violations Are Magic
>>27245855
EPILOGUE
>In a darkened basement far, far away, a shadowy figure with shockingly blue hair sits hunched over his laptop.
>The desk is cluttered with wrappers and leftovers.
>Half-finished computer with parts strewn about and forgotten takes up most of the desk space.
>But the blue-haired patrician doesn't seem to mind.
>It's a work in progress, he tells himself.
>After all, he's a busy intellectual.
>The constant burden of engaging in philosophical debates requires careful management of one's time.
>The basement is dead-quiet except the clik-clak of keystrokes and occasional rush of water running through the plumbing.
>[Honestly, I don't get the appeal,] he pauses for a moment, taking a big gulp from his Big Gulp.
>[It's like this general is full of nothing but /u/ cucks content with some bacon-mane Stacy deflowering their waifu.]
>His light-blue eyes glaze over the screen, making sure that his argument is sound.
>Reputation is *everything* on anonymous imageboards.
>Especially Channel4.
>He adds finishing touches to his already-profound argument, polishing it to the point of being irrefutable.
>[It's rather degenerate, to be honest.]
>The clik-clak of keystrokes intensify, demonstrating his familiarity with making rapid arguments and demolishing anyone who dares to challenge his considerable intellect.
>[I hope you faggots enjoy the thread, because you've all ruined it for me.]
>[t. Flash Sentry]
>With the final keystroke, Brad smiles smugly to himself.
>Yet another defeat for the dykeshitters.
>Sapphire Saviors NEVER lose.
>"A-anon! P-p-please don't tell anyone!!!"
That's it! Thanks all for reading.
Many thanks to you writefags writing quality stuff. This thread won't be the same without you lot.
>>27245241
The original Lagann is only 1.50 meters, also that's only counting the actual robot, not anything that sticks out like the horn or sharp pony ears:^)
>>27245913
>Anon tells everyone
>>27245917
And thank you for writing for #100, family c:
>>27245951
>anon writes a greentext about it
>>27245917
Thanks for the green! Good shit yo
>>27245913
>>27245951
>>27245957
Maybe I will.
>>27245913
Tell what exactly?
He walked into her naked?
>>27246019
thatshe's a girl
>>27246031
"Twilight I thought you had a penis"
>>27245917
Thanks to you too m8! A pleasure to have you here!DEUS VULT!
>>27246038
DEUS VULT
>>27245729
Aww, thanks man. I'm glad you enjoy it, and I'm happy to be here!
>>27245751
Love you too mang
>>27245440
>You don’t look behind you as you hear multiple footsteps shuffle in, but you do see Moondancer’s eyes widen slightly
>Unsubtle mutterings roll over to you as you hunch over the counter with your beer
>Amongst their hushed speech, you hear something above it all
>”++++… Rust Bucket—++++”
>You scowl as the mug in your hand shakes a bit
“Son of a bitch.”
>Turning around in your seat, you look upon them
>A tall and broad shouldered man wearing a dark suit and matching longcoat steps inside, flanked by six other similarly dressed men
>His face is distinguished by the muttonchops on the sides of his head, his bad teeth, and his fierce glare that seems to be directed right at you
>He strides forward several steps with his men following right behind him
>”You’ve got a lot of balls walking on my turf Rust Bucket.”
>Your eyes narrow as you stare back at him
>Have you seen this guy before?
>You don’t remember pissing this guy off
“Stepping on your turf? I've lived here for two years.”
>He halts a few steps away, his fists clenched by his sides
>”Do you have ANY idea who I am?!”
“… nooooo. No I don’t.”
>He looks like he’s about ready to explode
>This… could be bad
>One of his cronies steps forward
>”This is Boss Torch, and he runs this neighborhood!”
“Boss Torch?”
>Maybe that asshole Sugardowner knows this guy?
>He huffs at you as he steps in closer
“Garble was one of my top business associates. One of the best!”
“… Who?”
>Your eyes widen as Torch reaches forward and grasps you by your coat, pulling you out of your chair and onto your feet
>“You blasted his brains out with a shotgun.”
“Oh. OH!”
>You stare back at him wide-eyed with a look of shock
>Then your surprise gives way to resentment
>He was the one
>The man who came after Twiley, almost a whole month ago at the hospital
>Gritting your own teeth at the towering gangster, you spit back
“I’m glad he’s dead.”
>>27245917
I'm so glad you're back. You're the only writer who was ever any good.
>>27246118
>only writer who was ever any good.
now now, let's not devolve into this kind of discussion for our 100th thread anon. we can save that stuff for later.
>>27246214
pretty sure he is just trying to start shit
lets ignore him>inb4 IM NOT TRYIGN 2 START SHUT U R
>>27246116
>“I’m glad he’s dead.”
BAR FIGHT
>>27246116
big brother john wick mode
ACTIVATE
>>27246116
>Your body practically flies back against the counter as Torch hits you like a freight train, his fist colliding with your face
>”Oh my God!”
>You glance back at Moondancer as she recoils in terror
>Raising a hand up to your busted lip, you then glare back at Torch and his men
>He hits almost as hard as Bulk
>”SHINING ARMOR YOU SACK OF SHIT!”
“Oh fuck me.”
>Out from the back room strides in your old boss Joe
>”You’ve got a lotta BALLS coming back here!”
>He stomps toward you, shoving his way past Torch to grab you by your coat
>Joe seems to have a big scar on his forehead from when you brained him with a shot glass
>"You think you can just walk back in here with your friends and act like you’re hot shit! WELL FUCK YOU!”
>You glower at him as his bad breath hits you in the face
“Does it look like I’m throwing a fucking party Joe?”
>”SHUT UP!"
>He looks like he’s about ready to blow too
>”Moondancer!”
>He glares up at the horror-stricken young girl
>”Call the fucking cops!”
“No!”
>Like flipping a switch, Torch and all six of his men tear pistols out of their longcoats and aim them at you, Joe, and Moondancer
>”HOLY SHIT!”
“God dammnit!”
>Joe let’s go of you and raises his hands up in the air
“Hey HEY! It’s me you want right!? Don’t—“
>”You’re all fucking dead now! Johnny, grab the bitch.”
>One of Torch’s men steps forward toward the bar, right toward Moondancer
>”s-Stay the fuck back!”
>You stand tall as Moondancer shrinks behind you
“Johnny, you put your hand on her and I’ll fucking break it."
>He snorts as he walks up with his gun aimed right at your head
>”You’re so full of—“
>Swiping forward, you grasp hold of the gun by it’s barrel
>With the barrel pinned shut, you yank him forward and slam your other fist into his jaw
>”BLEEUGH!”
>He crumples to the ground as you fumble with his gun in your hands toward Torch
>”Waste him!”
WAIT! NOBODY POST! I'M GONNA DUMP!
>>27246866
what
>>27246898
it's a meme from the early days of /nst/ when someone would impersonate random writefags and claim they're "dumping" their pre-written greens.
>>27246924
well thats dumb
also whos Pe eF Ce Tea
the name sounds famillar
>>27245917
Good green as always. So... the HST headquarters was destroyed, right?
>>27241674
Reiterating my fondness for SciLight Zone.RIP In Peace.
>>27246898
I ATE TOO MANY TACOS! I AM GONNA TAKE A DUMP!
>>27246924Party pooper, no cake for you.
>>27247074
Even if it had been in AST universe, there's probably a universe floating out there where HST is basically untouched or worse, thriving.
The whole "HST TwiPad" thing seems to suggest that HST is alive and well in some capacity, though.
>>27247111
Oooooh. I always kind of saw most stories as sharing a few places in common. Guess I was wrong.
>>27247197
or they can just be taking place at different times
>>27247197
It probably took HST a ton of resources to keep that shit constant through near-infinite universes. If their main headquarters is goner and enough of assets had been destroyed, well...
>yfw HST rebrands itself as High-tech Society of Twilights and becomes a Shadowrun corp
>>27245891
10/10
>>27245891
>dykeshit guy is Flash Sentry
>>27246612
I am getting some Max Paynesque feels from this green, I will start reading it now.To be fair, I came back in Jan 1st and I still have to read a lot of greens yours seems to be pretty long.
>>27244341
>["ATTENTION: This is a message to all Twilights of combat class Alpha! You are requested to report to the S.S. Dykeshit immediately for a planetary scale battle! Feel free to bring friends and/or love ones with you."]
>The message plays on loop multiple times over while you wait on the ships roof.
>M:"I really doubt this part is going to work."
"Trust me, it will! We just have to time it right!"
>T:"Trixie isn't convinced either... won't they just leave once they figure it out?"
"Like I said, trust me!"
>From above the bridge you can see thousands of Twilights and assorted friends appearing in various space bending ways. You wait patiently listening to the broadcast.
>["-report to the S.S. Dykeshit immediately for- *Kssssssh* Who's on the high councils private channel?!"
"NOW!"
>You shove your medallion into the control console, activating the rainbow manipulator. The mini-mech shoves it's pony legs into the hull of the ship up to the base of the head, channeling pure rainbow energy into the massive space ark.
>Breaking all known laws of physics and the laws of conservation, the entire ship warps into a weird cross breed mech straight from fanfic hell! The only way to properly describe the autistic bastardization of science is visually! (Wont let me post it in here, I'll respond in a quote.)
>G.A.R.B.S.S. teleports the rest of your party each into their own control bay, giving each of them their own function.
>Setting up video transmission, you broadcast to everyone on the 'ship'
"Hello, this is T-888! You are all officially the crew and batteries of a giant ass mech powered by friendship! Please don't portal home and enjoy the ride!"
>You switch the channel back to G.A.R.B.S.S.
"Teleport party supplies to central cavity, and teleport first mate Spike into the main control bay! I want him to see this!"
>>27247614
Twilight invasion on MUPPET?
Is this the MUPPET finale we've been waiting for?
>>27247614
It thought my link was spam so heres a shitty paint picture. The mech basically looks like a hybrid of these three things.
>>27247709
Could we have some music for the attack?
>>27247388
The longer greens are generally good. I really recommend BBSA
>>27247901
/nst/ really is one general where long greens aren't autistic haremfests or wind on forever with no ending in sight.
>>27247776
Sure, why not!
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBoGuOdeIwRz7A80uvWgVepIGkw-fDXlf
I'll just add random shit to it as I think of it :^
>>27247960
I totally agree. And I wish it were true for more generals, as a dude who loves reading.
>>27247979
Thank you fampai.
Also I didn't knew you were a weeb, Chronos.
Okay well the PLAN was to write more tonight but I got kinda stressed. Probably going to cut it here for the night. More tomorrow evening guys!
>>27248111
Nice Trips! Also I am in the joking sense but not the actual cringe sense. I unironically love anime :>
ANNOUNCEMENT: IF YOU DON'T LISTEN TO THIS SONG RIGHT NOW YOU'RE NOT A REAL /NST/ MEMBER
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOZuxwVk7TU
>>27248111
>Also I didn't knew you were a weeb, Chronos.
>>27248129
I'm not listening to that shit.
>>27248129
Go to bed EqG
>>27248165
Look at him and laugh.
>>27248183
At least I still have my good taste.
>>27248196
/nst/ civil war when
